Chapter 695: Chapter 445, Parts 1 and 2

Meanwhile, he also heard the screams of his companions, apparently suffering the same fate as him.

Looking up, he saw a man in a black domed top hat slowly rising from the shadows of the ground, walking towards them with his back to the light.

Throwing out a Scout, all he saw were unknown horizontal lines, with only the name “Circus Staff – Morey” flashing in deep red for Danger Level.

“What rotten luck, running into one of Jack’s red-named elites!”

The player instantly felt like crying but had no tears.

He turned to look at his companions, several of whom had also lost their ability to move flexibly, lying limp on the ground, their faces full of frustration.

They all knew that the reason their opponent wasn’t killing them immediately was to capture them alive and then lock them in the Undying Prison… In that case, the character they had painstakingly played all season would be directly declared a loss!

But they dared not commit suicide on the spot because the Resurrection Point had already been surrounded by players and the army from the Empire; once resurrected, they would be captured immediately.

From the start, their opponent had been prepared, using intensive fire and bombardments to force them into combat mode, making it impossible for them to go offline and escape… It all seemed like an inescapable net, designed to catch all the players from the Anlong United Kingdom.

A few players, feeling intensely unwilling, struggled and slowly crawled on the ground with their hands, trying to get away from the approaching red-named NPC.

Click-clack, click-clack…

The sound of shoe heels hitting the ground rang crisply, sounding like the toll of despair in their ears.

A strong “will to survive” spurred the players to crawl even harder, fleeing towards the alley entrance ahead.

But then, the players suddenly realized that the footsteps behind them had disappeared.

“?!”

They looked back, only to find that the red-named elite NPC had mysteriously vanished.

“Huh?! Where did he go?!”

“I… I don’t know.”

The players felt some relief, not knowing what had happened but seeming to have fortuitously escaped a disaster.

“Don’t worry about it too much, let’s quickly get out of this alley and hide in the sewer ahead!”

Someone urgently shouted.

The players frantically crawled, leaving long streaks of blood behind.

But when they reached the mouth of the alley, they found an Empire player passing by, and their eyes met instantly, both parties stunned.

“Hm? This again… There are four this time?”

Polaris muttered in surprise.

Without hesitation, he pulled out the rope he carried and tightly bound the four players from the Miracle Guild on the ground, then took out his radio to call the nearby Imperial Army to come over.

“Brother, don’t do this, let us go… I’ll buy my life with Credit Points, how about that?”

The Miracle Guild players struggled, continuously pleading for mercy.

However, Polaris remained indifferent.

He dispassionately tied the players to a nearby railing, then quietly waited for the arrival of the officials.

But his mind was increasingly perplexed.

During these past few days of hunting enemy players, there had always been some “surprising” mishaps similar to now that made catching people extremely easy.

At first, he thought it was a coincidence, but as it happened more often, Polaris began to suspect.

“Is someone secretly helping me…?”

He couldn’t help but think.

“Who could it be? It shouldn’t be a player… But which NPC would help me for no reason…”

Polaris suddenly realized something, a figure flashing through his mind.

Teacher!

He remembered the meaningful look Jack had given him on the carriage, and at this moment, he understood.

“Teacher wants me to be the first in this mission, he must have arranged for some Circus officials to help me in secret!”

Polaris suddenly felt like he was being favored by an elder.

This feeling was subtle, but it also struck a chord with him.

Even though he knew it was just a game and Jack was just a virtual character, Polaris felt an indescribable emotion.

“I can’t let him down…”

Polaris took a deep breath, his gaze firming as he looked down at the enemy players still pleading for mercy, trying to “bribe” him with real-life Credit Points.

“I will definitely become the first Mid Sequence Transcendent player in the new version!”

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In an area that resembled a ruined warehouse district, smoke and dust still had not completely dispersed.

Teams of uniformed Imperial Army soldiers shuttled through, searching or escorting the bound Undead Foreigners.

In a spacious open area, Floey stood quietly, flanked by some Imperial officers and Clergy from the Moon Church.

Polaris, Dongyang, Chenxi, and hundreds of Circus players gathered before Floey.

The crowd observed the captured players around them, their expressions varied, but most were schadenfreude.

“How daring… to come here stirring up trouble before the war, looking for excitement isn’t done this way. Well now, straight to version 9.0 they go,”

Dragon King mockingly whispered.

Dongyang and others could not help but shake their heads, while several female players laughed along.

“Thank you all for your hard work. In these recent operations, we’ve killed tens of thousands of Undead Foreigner outlaws, and the total number of captures is also in the thousands… Although we haven’t completely eradicated the infiltrating border binaries from the Undead, the effect is clear.”

Floey, dressed in an exquisite black and purple dress, a small slanting hat atop her head adorned with a purple chrysanthemum, looked every inch a noble lady.