Chapter 692: 444 chapters On-the-spot Arrest_2

He halted his steps and turned back to look at his subordinates.

“Only those of high rank can play a critical role, but clearly, the Empire will not deploy too many Saints…”

“Why?”

Golov looked puzzled.

“Doesn’t Prince Dazlert want to win this war as quickly as possible?”

“It’s nothing but internal and external troubles.”

Chen Lun adjusted his hat and continued walking forward, saying softly without turning back:

“The position of the Anlong United Kingdom just happens to be sandwiched between the Empire and the Beelzebub Kingdom, and they have actually been infiltrated by the Rose Royal Family long ago… If the Empire deploys too many Saints, it will instead provoke a more intense conflict. Moreover, the relations among the Seven Gods Church are not harmonious. Once the combat power of the Sun Church and the high-ranking officials of the Empire suffer heavy losses, even more dreadful events will be triggered.”

The group soon realized what the “more dreadful events” the Leader was referring to might be.

That is to say, the rule of the Tresor Empire could become unstable, something the Sun Royal Family absolutely cannot tolerate… So, the high-ranking combat powers of the Empire will certainly not be used lightly.

“If high-ranking combat powers are not utilized, and the number of mid-to-low-tier Transcendents isn’t enough to sway the battle… then what is our purpose in coming here?”

Barton asked, puzzled.

“Just in case.”

Chen Lun replied succinctly.

“To prevent the enemy from carrying out decapitation strikes or using some special Sequence Abilities to infiltrate and manipulate our troop leaders… In terms of warfare, the vast majority of Transcendents are actually not adept. Everyone has their specialty, and the military leaders are much stronger in this regard than us.”

He sighed with emotion.

The group nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, they had arrived in front of a three-story building with a grey-black exterior. Numerous armed units, both visible and hidden, heavily guarded the place, and even cannons and high-caliber firearms were mounted on concrete bases around it.

This was the location of the pre-war conference room.

“Let’s go, let’s all go in together.”

Chen Lun said, then led everyone briskly toward the entrance.

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Ten kilometers west of Vulture City in the Wasteland State, amid the desert outside the Empire Border, a group of people was riding horses on their way.

“Leader, I heard that the border outposts have increased their guards, and several entrances are heavily fortified. We came too late, and now it’s too difficult to get in… Many from the guild are already going crazy in Vulture City, I’m truly envious…”

A masked horseman spoke out.

The man at the forefront, also with his mouth and nose covered by special cloth and wearing goggles, shook his head after hearing his comrade’s complaint and said in a deep voice:

“We can’t help it. Although our ‘Miracle’ guild is considered a first-class guild, we’re limited by the Anlong United Kingdom’s closed-off and backward nature, which hinders the exchange of many resources… The guild’s arrangements naturally make sense. As long as we can grab some benefits, don’t worry too much about the details.”

The Leader pointed ahead, though his view was blurred by wind and sand.

“We’re about ten kilometers away from the Tresor Empire border checkpoint, but don’t worry, we have our people there, and we can mix in easily… Everyone, remember our mission. This time it’s to attack the residential areas and casually destroy some of the ‘Bloodhand Gang’s’ properties on the way. Make sure your ammunition, bombs, and fuel are all checked; don’t screw up when it comes time.”

“Understood, Leader!”

Over twenty people promptly responded.

The expressions hidden beneath their scarves bore a trace of anticipation and excitement, as if they couldn’t wait to start wreaking havoc… Such missions had become coveted within the guild, with everyone eager to participate and even specific guides detailing how to cause the most chaos while evading the local guardians’ pursuit.

This was a series of guild missions, made possible because the Leader of the “Miracle” guild enjoyed a high level of Affection with a senior official in the Anlong United Kingdom, which led to the acquisition of large-scale Border Harassment missions.

Not only were the rewards plentiful, but they also satisfied the players’ desire for destruction, allowing them to loot and plunder in the “enemy country,” all while doing things they wouldn’t dare attempt in reality.

“The Western War… everyone in the guild says it’s tough, we might even lose.”

Someone began discussing another topic.

The Leader nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

“Indeed, but who would have expected that the Anlong United Kingdom would go to war with the Tresor Empire… Luckily, the guild has already found a way forward. Now, just focus on reaping benefits from this main storyline in the early phase of version 2.0, and we’ll decide where to go later.”

As he spoke, he carefully reminded his teammates:

“Also, don’t think I’m being naggy, but let me say it once more: in this operation, it doesn’t matter if we die, but don’t end up like that group, ‘A Slick Oiled Leg,’ who got caught and thrown into the Tresor Empire’s Undying Prison…”

“Pfft!”

His teammates couldn’t help but snicker.

“Sorry, Leader, it’s just too damn funny… Their accounts are ruined now, and they keep wailing in the guild chat. Everyone knows they got into trouble with Jack while on a mission… With no discretion at all. He’s a well-known NPC of the Empire, messing around in front of him, of course, they’d be the ones caught.”

“Hahaha…”

The horsemen continued their journey, chatting and laughing until they reached the towering city walls that stretched endlessly. Not far off was a broad road leading to a grand gate.

Both sides were flanked by several outposts, and heavy weaponry was in place for defense.

Through the metal fences, the group of players saw a few scattered merchant caravans being inspected… Due to the tense wartime conditions, cross-border commerce had dwindled significantly, and those who did engage in it faced strict scrutiny.