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Just as they were talking, a commotion erupted outside the tavern, mixed with footsteps, as a large group of people blocked the tavern entrance, many of whom were guards dressed in red and white uniforms, holding a short knife in one hand and firearms in the other.

”Arrest everyone inside! They’re all rebels!”

”Arrest them, arrest them, don’t let any escape!”

Shouts came from outside.

Su Changxing looked towards the tavern door where the sound came from; it was a man holding a whip, wearing long boots and a feathered hat.

He was also a Player, and seemed to be quite strong, likely a Tier Six.

The people in the tavern also drew their weapons in unison, standing up and looking towards the door, the atmosphere suddenly becoming tense.

Although the two sides had yet to start fighting, they were like a powder keg about to explode; a simple conflict could spark a battle.

Du’an angrily walked towards the door, shouting, ”Zhao Chunlei, what do you mean by this!”

The man with the whip showed a sinister smile: ”This is not my intention, but the Duke’s. Anyone not submissive to the Players is a heretic; the Duke won’t allow any hidden dangers on his territory.”

He appeared arrogant, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

This was indeed not his own wish, but the Duke’s, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to mobilize so many guards.

It suited him just fine, using this opportunity to suppress those who constantly opposed him.

Du’an’s face turned grave as he looked at the guards behind Zhao Chunlei, sensing a bit of unease, yet he still said:

”The Duke’s orders? What’s your evidence? We’ve heard no such announcement.”

”There’s so much you don’t know, only thinking of surviving disgracefully.” Zhao Chunlei’s face showed disdain, ”Here’s an opportunity for you: join us and serve the Duke, then we’ll give you a path to live, how about it?”

Du’an stared at him without speaking immediately, caught in a dilemma since once the fighting started, they surely wouldn’t benefit.

More and more guards were coming to support them.

Moreover, this location was close to the Witch Museum. Once the witches got involved, they stood no chance of victory.

Yet if they chose to join, that would betray their original intention, as they banded together to avoid becoming the lapdogs of the Nobility.

For a Player, serving as a lackey to ordinary people in this world was an intolerable disgrace.

Everyone has their own pride, even Players, who look down on these ordinary people and definitely won’t sell their lives for them, even if it is a Duke.

Su Changxing observed the situation and strode towards the door, but was blocked by the Player holding the whip.

”What are you doing?” Zhao Chunlei frowned and scolded, exuding a dangerous aura.

He couldn’t quite discern Su Changxing, but knew he was a Player, probably new and had just joined Du’an’s group.

Su Changxing felt the atmosphere was off, helplessly saying, ”I’m just passing through, just came in for a sit, let me go, won’t you? Arrest them; they’re truly detestable, even poisoning my drink.”

Du’an’s face showed a stiff expression: ”...”

Zhao Chunlei’s face turned cold, ”No matter what you say, it’s useless. This is an order for all Players, I assume you’re also a Player.”

Su Changxing nodded without hiding, ”Yes, I’m a Player, so what now?”

Zhao Chunlei, seeing Su Changxing’s cooperative demeanor, nodded in satisfaction and said, ”Join us, follow the Duke; otherwise, there’s no way out.”

Su Changxing glanced at Zhao Chunlei, then at Du’an and the others with unsightly expressions, assuming he was going to switch sides to Zhao Chunlei.

If that were truly the case, things would be dire, as Su Changxing was so powerful. If he switched sides to Zhao Chunlei, they had no chance whatsoever.

They might not even make it out the door.

Du’an weighed the pros and cons in his heart and then heard Su Changxing say, ”If conflict breaks out on our side, will the witches from the Museum come to support us?”

An odd question, but from Zhao Chunlei’s perspective, it seemed like a softening stance.

He confidently replied with a laugh, ”Of course, those witches, like us, follow the Duke. If there’s any trouble, they’ll support us immediately, so you have no chance at all; your best option is to join us.”

”Actually, there’s no disadvantage. Since we can’t leave this world, we should integrate as best we can...”

Zhao Chunlei appeared to be earnestly persuading them, very confident in his rhetoric.

Some people in the tavern were indeed swayed, their expressions changing slightly. If there were truly no choice, they’d have to join. There’s no advantage in defiance to the death.

Players themselves are such capricious creatures; they’ll stop at nothing for a task and continually lower their standards for survival.

Su Changxing showed a satisfied smile, seemingly persuaded by Zhao Chunlei, then suddenly drew a firearm from his waist, aimed, and pulled the trigger.

With the roar and flash of the gunfire, Zhao Chunlei’s head was pierced by the bullet, his face expressing astonishment, mouth wide open, and he fell straight back.

No one expected that Su Changxing, who was smiling just a moment ago, would suddenly make a move, without considering the consequences.

This was the city center, surrounded by numerous guards ready to support at any moment, and there was a Witch Museum not far away.

Du’an and the others shivered involuntarily, seeing Su Changxing’s smile, so similar to a demon’s that it was indistinguishable from a demon.

Due to mental pollution, Su Changxing completely hid his aura, but did not hide it entirely.

The feeling of chaos, ferocity, and madness subtly affected those around him, causing them to feel uneasy.

Extraordinaries inherently influence those around them, especially the high-tier influencing the low-tier Extraordinary, and the greater the disparity in essence, the more pronounced the influence.

The influence itself turns the affected into the influencer’s likeness. In the Zombie World, people became mindless zombies under the influence of the giant hand, resembling the giant hand’s original form.

Or rather, the owner of the giant hand was a powerful zombie.

The tavern fell silent briefly, then combat erupted unexpectedly, and everyone was unprepared for battle.

Zhao Chunlei and others intended to apply pressure via the Duke’s forces on Du’an and the others, achieving a bloodless victory.

But the sudden appearance of Su Changxing, like a stick stirring feces, disrupted the previously stable situation.

Even Zhao Chunlei, without any warning, was suddenly shot dead by Su Changxing.

After Su Changxing fired, the bald black man’s body rapidly expanded, growing black hair on his skin, transforming into a bear-like form, smashing the tavern glass and knocking over guards at the entrance.

”Kill!” he roared, clapping down a guard beside him.

The others in the tavern followed him out, creating chaos.

Of course.

The guards weren’t cowards, retreating while firing back with firearms.

Su Changxing showed no restraint, blowing the heads off several players closest to him with successive shots.

He aimed to escalate and spread the chaos, ideally affecting the entire Sindaga.

There were methods set up by the mad Divine Spirit here, which he naturally opposed, attempting to disrupt the situation.

Moreover, if he could lure the Witch from the museum, retrieving the broken Bronze Mirror would be easier.

The intense gunfire caused pedestrians to flee, while nearby guards rushed over.

Combat expanded again, and sirens blared on the streets.

”We must leave here, can’t wait any longer; more guards will arrive.”

”Go, quickly!”

”Shirkai, you handle the side, Zhanxiong, we’ll cover the rear.”

The players scattered from the tavern, with Su Changxing following them out, but more city guards converged, forcing them to attempt escape through alleys.

Halfway, they collided with the group of black-clad individuals encountered earlier.

The black-clad group was transacting with a woman in a black robe, long brown hair, heavily made up.

Su Changxing immediately recognized her identity.

[Sindaga Witch Guard Captain: Tier Five, wields foreign Black Magic, drawing power from lust, the more depraved the witch, the stronger the power.]

The witch, though not young, was extraordinarily beautiful, every movement exuded charm.

The transaction involved a fragment of the Skeleton Rune, meaning these people were hired by the Witch Guard to rob that cargo ship.

Having completed the transaction, the black-clad group quickly departed upon seeing Su Changxing and the others.

Du’an’s face changed drastically, telling Su Changxing, ”She’s one of the two Witch Guard Captains, Anqunni, who once killed a player acknowledged as a strong contender, close to Tier Five Extraordinary.”

With pursuers behind them and the road ahead blocked by this Witch Guard Captain, their luck had run out.

”Scatter and escape!”

He turned and fled down the side alley, knowing there’s no chance against a Witch Guard Captain, only to run.

He hadn’t gone far.

When black crystalline light appeared in the space ahead.

Then the Witch Guard Captain, Anqunni, suddenly appeared before him.

”Why run? I heard the city’s alarms, are they for catching you?” With seductive eyes, Anqunni Herrem spoke softly, teasingly.