The carriage was moving slowly on the simple cobblestone street, yellow sand was flying everywhere, and the wheels made a rustling sound as they rolled over.
The sand and dust hit the outer wall of the carriage, and the sound of ping-pong could be clearly heard from inside. Chen Lun sat inside, and even though there was a soft leather sofa under his butt, he could still feel the bumps. Polaris sat opposite him, holding a glass of iced orange juice in his hand.
"I need you to perform well enough in this mission. Can you do it?"
Chen Lun raised his hand to signal Patton to draw the car curtains, and then spoke to Polaris.
"Teacher, do you want me to kill enough hostile undead strangers?"
Polaris asked with a thoughtful look on his face.
Chen Lun chuckled but shook his head.
"Killing them is not enough. It is better to capture them... Only by putting them in the Undead Prison can we effectively curb the counterattack of the Anlong United Kingdom on the battlefield."
He raised the cup, took a sip of the ice milk, and extended an index finger.
"In addition to you, I will also issue this mission to other foreign warriors in the circus... Your achievements must rank first among them."
Polaris suddenly felt tremendous pressure.
There are thousands of players in the circus, and they are all high-level players at the first level. Even though he is currently far ahead in level, there are too many uncertainties in completing the missions... Polaris is not completely sure.
But he was unwilling to give up easily, and was also worried that his cowardice would reduce the teacher's favor, so he gritted his teeth and said:
"No problem, teacher, I will do my best!"
"Looking forward to your performance, North Star."
Chen Lun smiled slightly, secretly manipulated the panel, and sent the other party an "extra task". Polaris was stunned, because he found that his "side mission: border harassment" had an extra link, requiring him to kill or capture the most number of hostile players in the previous link.
As for the rewards…
Polaris' eyes gradually widened.
"Destiny Sequence Seven - Magician's Extraordinary Knowledge?!"
He instantly realized that this high-level hidden mission was triggered because of his close relationship with Jack!
Polaris suppressed his excitement and clenched his fists.
"As long as I can complete this hidden mission, I will become the first mid-sequence extraordinary player in the current version, and I will be far ahead of others!"
He thought to himself.
At this time, the carriage slowly stopped, and Golov's voice came from outside the curtain:
"Mr. Jack, we have arrived at the Bryce Military District."
"very good."
Chen Lun nodded and responded.
He turned to the North Star and said:
"Go ahead. The war is only a few days away. Try to do what I say before then..."
"Yes, teacher!"
Polaris took one last look at the panel, closed it, took a deep breath, stood up from his chair, saluted, and then turned around and got out of the carriage.
After he left.
Chen Lun sat on the soft sofa and thought for a moment, then said to Fu Luoyin:
"I want you to lead this matter. Unify the strangers in the circus and the extraordinary people of the Blood Hand Gang, and hunt down and capture as many hostile strangers as possible who have infiltrated the border of the empire."
Flo Yin hummed, with a peaceful smile on her face. She smoothed her hair, stood up from the chair and nodded slightly.
Chen Lun then said to Morey who was standing beside him:
"You will go with us, and your main responsibility is to help Polaris secretly..."
Morey was a little surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just bowed his head respectfully and agreed.
"Yes, Mr. Jack."
After Chen Lun gave these instructions, Morey followed Flo Yin away, while he leaned back on the sofa.
"If you still can't complete the mission, then you can't blame me... I also want to train you to be a more dazzling spokesperson, North Star."
He thought to himself with a smile on his face.
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Bryce Military District.
This was originally the location of the Empire's border garrison. After the outbreak of the Western War was confirmed, it was used as a temporary military camp to receive troops from all over the country.
The clergy of the seven major orthodox churches will also stay here for a short period of time to participate in some high-level meetings before the war and jointly plan strategic deployments.
Chen Lun asked Golov to show relevant identification and pass three levels of inspection and review before he was allowed to enter the military region.
A number of carriages passed by on the wide road, but the rear compartments were open cargo pallets loaded with boxed weapons and equipment. Some soldiers in dark green uniforms walked by with flintlock rifles in their hands, and stopped to salute Chen Lun and his party when they saw them.
From the playground not far away, there came shouts of joy and sporadic gunfire. Chen Lun knew that the troops were conducting exercises and training.
"Mr. Jack, are there many extraordinary people in the United Kingdom of Anlong?"
Golov suddenly asked in a low voice.
Chen Lun walked forward without looking around. When he heard the question, he just replied calmly:
"Not much... not even close to the Empire, and not even close to the three vassal kingdoms."
"Then if we allow the extraordinary people to participate in the battlefield in large numbers, can we resolve the war as soon as possible?"
Golov continued to ask.
"That's too idealistic, Golov."
Chen Lun shook his head.
"In the mysterious realm, low-sequence transcendents make up the majority. In the hail of bullets on the battlefield, their survival rate is actually no different from that of ordinary people. Mortals who have not completed the transcendental transformation are ultimately afraid of firearms... Even mid-sequence transcendents are also in danger of their lives when facing weapons of mass destruction. Moreover, with fewer numbers, it is difficult for them to influence a battle involving millions of people."
He stopped and turned to look at his subordinates.
"Only those in high positions can play a key role, but it is clear that the empire will not send out too many saints..."
"Why?"
Golov looked puzzled.
"Doesn't Prince Dazlet want to win this battle as soon as possible?"
"It's just internal and external troubles."
Chen Lun adjusted his hat, continued walking forward, and said softly without turning his head:
“The location of the United Kingdom of Anlong happens to be stuck between the Empire and the Kingdom of Beelzebub. They have actually been infiltrated by the Rose Royal Family a long time ago… If the Empire dispatches too many saints, it will cause a more intense conflict. In addition, there is no harmony among the Seven Gods Churches. Once the high-level combat power of the Sun Church and the Empire’s official officials is seriously damaged, it will lead to even more terrible things.”
Everyone immediately understood what the "more terrible thing" the leader was talking about.
That is, the rule of the Trisur Empire may be unstable, which is something that the Sun Royal Family absolutely cannot tolerate... Therefore, the high-level combat power of the empire will definitely not be used easily.
"The high-level fighters are not here, and the number of mid- and low-level extraordinary people is not enough to influence the battle situation... Then what is the purpose of us coming here?"
Barton wondered.
"in case."
Chen Lun said simply.
"To prevent the enemy from carrying out decapitation operations, or to use some special sequence abilities to infiltrate and manipulate the leaders of our troops... When it comes to fighting, most extraordinary people are not good at it. Everyone has their own expertise, and those military leaders are much better than us in this regard."
He sighed.
Everyone nodded thoughtfully.
At this time, the group had arrived in front of a three-story building with a gray-black exterior wall. Several troops armed to the teeth were guarding it tightly both openly and secretly. Even the cannons and large-caliber muskets were fixed on the concrete bases around it.
This is where the pre-war meeting room was located.
"Let's go in together."
Chen Lun said this and led everyone towards the gate.
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Ten kilometers west of the Vulture City in the Wilderness, in the desert outside the imperial border, a group of people were riding on horseback.
"Captain, I heard that there are more border posts and several entrances are strictly guarded. We are late and it is very difficult to get in now... Many people in the guild are already going crazy in Vulture City. It's really enviable..."
A masked man on horseback spoke up.
The leading man also covered his mouth and nose with a special cloth and wore a pair of windproof glasses. After hearing his teammates' complaints, he shook his head and said in a deep voice:
"It can't be helped. Although our 'Miracle' guild is considered a first-class guild, it is limited by the closed and backward Anlong United Kingdom, and many resources cannot be shared... The guild's arrangement naturally has its reasons. As long as we can get the benefits, we don't have to worry too much."
The captain pointed ahead, but all he could see was a blur of sand and wind.
"There are still about ten kilometers to the border checkpoint of the Trisur Empire, but don't worry, we have people there who can easily sneak in... Don't forget our mission, this time we are to attack the settlements and randomly destroy the local 'Blood Hand Gang's' industries. Check the ammunition, bombs and fuel, don't let them fail."
"Got it, Captain!"
More than twenty people shouted hurriedly.
The expressions hidden under their veils showed a hint of anticipation and excitement, and they seemed to be eager to start wreaking havoc... This kind of mission has become something that everyone in the guild yearns for and wants to participate in. There are even special strategies that tell members in detail how to cause maximum chaos while delaying the pursuit of local guards.
This is a series of tasks. Thanks to the president of the "Miracle" guild, who has a very high favorability with a senior official of the United Kingdom of Anlong, he was able to accept a large-scale task of harassing the border.
Not only are there a lot of rewards, but they can also satisfy the desire for destruction of these players. While they are burning, killing and looting in the "enemy country", they can also do things that they want to do but dare not do in reality.
"The Western War... The guild said it's going to be hard to fight, and we might even lose."
Someone started talking about another topic.
After hearing this, the captain nodded in agreement.
"That's true, but who the hell could have thought that the United Kingdom of Anlong would go to war with the Trisur Empire... Fortunately, the guild has found a way out. Now we just need to get enough benefits in the main storyline of the early stage of version 2.0, and we can decide where to go next."
As he spoke, he solemnly instructed his teammates:
"Also, don't think I'm being long-winded. I'll say it again. It doesn't matter whether you live or die this time, but don't be like those guys from 'A Fried Leg' and be caught directly in the undead prison of the Trisur Empire..."
“Puff!”
The teammates couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Sorry, Captain, this is so fucking funny... Their accounts are now disabled, and they've been crying and yelling in the guild group. Everyone knows that it's because they provoked Jack during a mission... They don't have any foresight, he's a well-known NPC from the Empire, if he dares to hang around in front of him, who else should we arrest?"
"Hahaha… "
A group of people rode on horses, chatting and laughing, and came to a continuous stretch of tall city walls. Not far away was a wide road leading directly to a gate.
There are several sentry posts on both sides, equipped with heavy firearms for defense.
Through the metal fence, the players saw sporadic caravans being inspected... Because it was a tense period of war, there were very few people doing cross-border business, and they had to go through very strict audits.
This group of players on horseback were soon spotted by two teams of imperial guards. A civilian-looking soldier came over with a booklet and a pen in his hand, and motioned for them to dismount for inspection.
"No problem, sir."
The leading captain chuckled and calmly dismounted from his horse.
The team members behind him did the same thing. Soon, the horses were taken away by the border guards, and they were asked to line up and walk to an open space, passing the sentry box window in an orderly manner.
Taking advantage of the gap when the civilian officer approached, the captain player said in a low voice without making any noise:
"From dawn to dusk, blood and wine reflect the setting of the sun..."
The words he was muttering were incomprehensible, but they came from a famous poem from the United Kingdom of Anlong, "The Rose and the Goldfinch", and were also a code.
Unexpectedly, the civilian officer's face changed slightly, and then his eyes fixed.
The player captain obviously noticed that the other party took a deep breath, and then led the way in front as if he had heard nothing, without giving him any response.
Just as the player was in doubt, he found that he had followed the other party to the first sentry post. He looked up at the window and was suddenly stunned.
In addition to the two seated examiners, there were more than a dozen people standing behind them... These people had obviously different temperaments, with smiles of excitement or mockery on their faces. The young man in the lead had a meaningful look in his eyes.
Who are they
The captain of the Miracle Guild suddenly felt something was wrong. He threw out a probe tentatively, and the next second his hair stood on end.
North...Polaris?!
The top ranked solo player?!
How could we meet him here... No! They were here to ambush us!
Blanch!
A feeling of extreme panic arose spontaneously.
Then, he heard Polaris standing at the sentry post and speaking softly:
"These guys are all undead foreigners from the enemy country."
The twenty or so players of the Miracle Guild were stunned. Before they could react to what was happening, they saw dozens or even hundreds of soldiers holding flintlock rifles surrounding them.
The heavy firearms also turned their guns instantly and aimed at them.
In addition, a dozen high-level players from Polaris and several black-robed clergy from the Moon Church stood aside and looked over coldly.
Finished!
All players of the Miracle Guild had this thought.
“Commit suicide!
”
The captain acted decisively and roared loudly.
While he was reminding his teammates, he had already taken out the bomb and was about to detonate it.
But he soon saw in despair a dark and cold light falling from the sky, his soul felt "numb", and his body collapsed uncontrollably to the ground, and the same happened to more than 20 players on his side.
As my consciousness gradually faded, I heard the clergyman of the Moon Church say indifferently:
"Imprison them all in the border undead prison..."
“?!”
The captain of the Miracle Guild was shocked.
All the team members had an idea -
Finished…
It's all over...
Our account is scrapped!
How the hell could this happen?!
That’s not how the script works!
Finally, the voice of the man just now came to my ears vaguely:
"Thank you for your help, strangers in the circus... Please give my thanks to your leader, Mr. Jackspeight. If it weren't for you, these damn guys would probably wreak havoc in Vulture City again..."
Jack…
How...how could it be him? !
They were laughing at others before, but now it was their turn. A sense of absurdity, shock and anger grew wildly in their hearts.