The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 690 - 372: Rescue Completed

The moment the Judicator emerged from the Night Watchers.

Even the experimental host, who cared little for his own life in his quest for truth, felt the cold oppression.

He involuntarily put away his somewhat casual and indifferent attitude.

The Judicator lifted his hood.

The surrounding Night Watchers couldn't help but slightly turn their heads away, as they had never actually seen the Judicator's true appearance.

Only the Elf Mage in the group showed a complex expression.

When the hood was lifted, even the Night Watchers could not hide their surprise in their eyes.

Because it turned out to be an Elf.

An Elf Judicator.

Are there Elves among the Judicators?

"I think you'd better find something to wear," said the hidden Thief quietly as he emerged from the dissipating smoke.

Next to him, the rescued Anbro nodded in agreement.

They pulled a robe from the unconscious laboratory assistant nearby and put it on.

This Elf Judicator had pale skin, so pallid that you could clearly see the blue veins under the skin of his ears and neck.

Combined with the crimson pupils and the small fangs slightly protruding from his lips,

it gave the beautiful Elf an unusual charm, while also adding an aura of oppression and danger.

An Elf Blood Race member.

The Elf Mage in the group had evidently already noticed, but said nothing.

This was an eternal pain for the Elven members within the Night Watchers.

As mentioned before, the Elves within the Night Watchers were all members of that ship.

Before joining the Night Watchers, on their way to this continent many years ago, they fell victim to an attack by the Blood Race.

By the time they reached the continent, they were in dire straits and had clashed with the Night Watchers at the time.

During that battle at sea, besides those who died, a few Elves were captured.

Not all the Elves who fell into the sea died; a few were saved by the Blood Race.

The fate of these Elves was not to be eaten or left to die.

They were all transformed into Blood Race members, meticulously converted.

In fact, most of them were personally transformed by Kana's mother.

Undoubtedly, these proud Elves were unwilling to live a life of blood and carnage, especially given that they were idealistic young individuals.

Their willpower allowed them to resist.

Thus, fewer than ten Elf Blood Race members turned into new Blood Race beings after the Blood Calamity.

And they unhesitatingly embraced the Judgement Court.

Their special experiences and unique identities made them the sharpest blades of the Judgement Court.

There's even a special title within the Judgement Court for them.

Blood Blade.

Faced with those emotionless blood-red eyes,

the pressure on the heart of the laboratory host grew wildly.

"Rowe Fute, isn't it?"

The laboratory host known as Rowe widened his eyes and blurted out, "How do you know?"

The Judicator clearly had no intention of answering him. After confirming that this was indeed the target,

he directly sealed Rowe's mouth with blood, then struck him unconscious with a palm.

He then seemed to use a special type of Blood Magic to enact a peculiar sealing.

After inspecting it for a while, he furrowed his brows, showing a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

This Mage was evidently not the real host; there was a mastermind behind the scenes, and the information the Mage acquired had already been sent out secretly through highly secure channels.

Before they could launch their attack, the Mage had already transmitted the information away.

With a wave of his right arm,

all the unconscious individuals were gathered and bound into a bundle, floating in the air.

He cast a cold glance at the Night Watchers present.

"The rescue mission is complete. Specialists will come to take over and examine this laboratory.

Your job is to manage the handover and explain the situation, as well as provide security.

Any questions?"

The Combat Master among the Night Watchers, who was also the Captain of the group, shook his head.

"No problem, we'll complete the task for sure."

"Hmm." The Judicator nodded.

Then he turned to look at Anbro, who was wearing only a Magic Robe.

Without saying a word, he seemed to activate some Alchemy Device and vanished on the spot through spatial transmission.

Uniquely, even the bundles of captives disappeared along with him.

"Whoa! Was that the newest single-person portable space transmission equipment?"

The Thief in the group exclaimed.

With the Judicator's departure, the atmosphere became lively instantly.

"I think so. I heard about this equipment before, but I thought it was just a boast.

The people at the Alchemy Laboratory really are outrageous; they can even create something like this."

"We have to thank the scholars at the Great Library for their assistance," the Elf Mage reminded.

"Yes, yes." The Thief waved dismissively, more interested in another point.

"When will this equipment become widely available? It's amazing."

The Captain, who was also the Tactical Master, clearly knew more and poured some cold water on the enthusiasm.

"Don't even think about it. That stuff is extremely precious and difficult to make, not to mention the materials are hard to acquire.

Only the Soul Guardian and Judgement Court members are eligible to apply for it, and they need to exchange Contribution Points for it."

Hearing this, the Hunter beside him couldn't help but scoff, "Forget the Judgement Court, aren't the Soul Guardians just that one squad called Angry Pony?"

"If Raelia knew you used that nickname, she'd twist your head off," the Elf reminded.

"You know Raelia?"

Upon hearing this question,

the Elf silently closed his mouth.

And the Combat Master clearly knew some of his member's history.

Not long after the Night Watchers were founded, there was a conflict between the Night Watchers and the Elves.

And this member of his had been personally hammered by Raelia.

How could he not know her?

Soon after, he mediated to shift everyone's attention, "Anbro, are you okay?"

While asking, he had already confirmed that his unlucky member was fine, as his Blood Volume indicators were stable and his Status showed no negative conditions.

Anbro shook his head.

"I'm alright; I just didn't expect these Mages to be so bold."

"It's okay, they'll definitely pay the price," the Thief member beside him consoled. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The Night Watchers had gradually earned a reputation for protecting their own, especially when they were blameless.

And that Hunter member nodded seriously, "The pressure from that Judgement Court member just now was overwhelming. Just thinking about falling into her hands was chilling."

At this moment, the Thief member couldn't help but turn his head, teasingly asking, "What do you think she meant with that final look at you?"

"Hey, please don't ask! I'm trying my best not to recall her gaze," Anbro shivered a little.

Anyway, his deeds and name had certainly been remembered by that Judicator, which wasn't good.

The Elf next to him inexplicably added to the fire.

"She's in that special group within the Judgement Court, called the Blood Blade."

"What does it mean?"

"It means she's the Judicator among Judicators—you're doomed," the Combat Master couldn't help but embellish.

"Done for!"