Tires screeched to a halt, scraping the ground as Liu Wu Dai's vehicle came to an urgent stop just outside the Isolation Technique.

With a blank expression, she stared at the towering black sphere piercing the sky and said coldly, "We're a step behind. The System indicates that a team has already taken the Locator. The Isolation Technique ahead most likely resulted from a conflict between them and another team competing for the Locator."

Li Ang, seated in the passenger seat, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are we going to break through?"

"...Yes."

After a moment of thought, Liu Wu Dai pressed the accelerator, speaking in a calm yet resolute tone, "No matter which team gets the Locator, we will be at a disadvantage. They could then choose to chase or flee at their leisure, with us in the dark and them in the light. Better to take our chances during this three-way chaos."

As she spoke, the black sedan had already entered the Ball Technique. Li Ang glanced around as the surrounding objects began to fade, the scene eventually transforming into the Gray-white World. He estimated the shape of the spatial Isolation Technique and said to Liu Wu Dai, "The center of the sphere is about 800 meters northeast."

"Got it." Liu Wu Dai acknowledged, her vehicle's speed hitting its peak, completely ignoring traffic laws, plowing through all obstacles like a raging bull—

Whether it was vehicles being pushed aside or pedestrians sent flying, they would all heal within seconds, completely disregarding the rampaging black sedan and its players within.

It was as if the players were entirely separated from the real world.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Ash's Special Affairs Bureau vehicle raced forward in the Gray-white World.

Behind it, the flat cement surface inexplicably rose sharply, cracking apart. Large chunks of cement were propelled by a tremendous force from beneath the earth's surface, flipping and throwing vehicles in its path.

Rocks scattered, striking the rear windshield of Ash's vehicle and creating a spiderweb of cracks.

Some "thing" lurking beneath the ground was pursuing them at a frightening speed.

Just moments ago, Ash had steeled his resolve to eliminate the insect player and its teammates, only to be targeted by an enemy and forced to flee by car.

"Damn it!"

Chuyin, sitting in the backseat, stuffed the computer into his inventory slot, grabbed the car's ceiling handle with one hand, and clutched a short, green-topped, white-bottomed stick resembling a large scallion with the other. Eyes closed, he shouted to Ash, "I can't hear its heartbeat! I can't lock onto it with my skills!"

No heartbeat... Ash silently clenched his jaw and jerked the steering wheel, causing the vehicle to drift in an arc at the intersection. Another non-human player...

The Special Affairs Bureau had shared some classified information with the Mobile Detachment personnel, part of which concerned the differences between human and non-human players.

According to the Special Affairs Bureau's current conjecture, the Killing Field System classified players based on their actions during missions, delineating their ethical alignments.

For instance, Lawful Good, Neutral Good, Chaotic Good, Lawful Neutral, True Neutral, Chaotic Neutral, Lawful Evil, Neutral Evil, Chaotic Evil, and so on.

A Lawful Good player, as the game progressed, would find it increasingly difficult to receive missions requiring the sacrifice of innocents. Meanwhile, a Chaotic Evil player would rarely receive missions aimed at protecting innocent and benevolent civilians.

Mission objectives tended to align with the player's moral stance.

Of course, some human players enjoyed wanton slaughter, but their numbers were far fewer than those of non-human players.

The difference in species dictated moral disparity.

Those literal beasts—creatures in the truest sense—possessed no human morality. For them, completing tasks and strengthening themselves justified any means necessary.

This meant most non-human players typically received missions centered on killing, slaughtering, and destruction.

As Ash pondered, cracks in the road spread from the ground toward a nearby building. With a BANG!, the reinforced concrete wall exploded outward. A dark shadow shot out from the gap, hovering mid-air in front of their vehicle.

The shadow was entirely shrouded in a Broken gray robe. Darkness beneath its hood obscured any features.

With a casual wave of its hand, an eerie green demonic wind suddenly rose around Ash's vehicle. Numerous ghastly demonic heads—green-complexioned and sharp-fanged—emerged from the wind, swirling as they rode the gust, their terrifying cries echoing to the heavens.

In the driver's seat, Ash's expression was grim.

Wherever the eerie green demonic wind passed, high-rise walls, vehicles, and pedestrians were eroded into oblivion. Within moments, they dissolved into countless grains of sand, only to then reform to their original state.

In this Gray-white World, only players could see, interfere with, and harm each other.

The figure in the black robe hovered in the air, tilted its head, and spoke in a deep, hoarse voice, "You... are you from the Special Affairs Bureau?"

Ash took a deep breath. They were trapped, with no escape and no refuge.

He exchanged a glance with Chuyin in the rearview mirror, subtly flicked his fingers beneath the steering wheel, then silently opened the car door and faced the robed figure floating above.

"I am Ash, an on-record operative of the Special Affairs Bureau's Yin City Mobile Detachment," he declared. "The Special Affairs Bureau believes this mission is related to another abnormal event that poses a severe threat to public safety and property. I have been specifically dispatched to investigate. I hope you will cooperate with my work..."

Ash's instinct told him that even if he and Chuyin fought together, they likely stood no chance against the black-robed figure. His only option was to invoke the Special Affairs Bureau, implying he was acting on orders from his superiors, hoping to intimidate their opponent with the Bureau's authority.

"Heh." The black-robed figure chuckled coldly. "The abnormal event you mentioned... is it the Demon Prison on Qianhua Road? The Special Affairs Bureau has already dispatched teams, along with members of the Heterodox Academy, to observe it personally, haven't they?"

Upon hearing the words 'Demon Prison,' Chuyin was bewildered. Ash maintained his composure, but inwardly, his heart reeled in shock.

Even as an elite operative of Mobile Detachment Team Four, Ash's security clearance only granted him knowledge of the name 'Demon Prison.' He was entirely unaware that his superiors had already deployed the Mobile Detachment and members of the Heterodox Academy into it.

The black-robed figure, seeing Ash remain silent, sighed as if disappointed and slowly raised its arm. A ball of dismal green ghostly fire hovered in its skeletal palm.

"As expected, you know nothing. Ha, I don't know whether to call you brave or ignorant, willingly entangling yourself in an affair you know nothing about..."

It shook its head, staring at Ash. "Since you know nothing, then die in peace."

With that, it flipped its palm, and the ghostly fire shot out, spreading across the sky to envelop their vehicle.