"Urgh!"
[Bro Don't] let out a scream as he watched his body get pierced clean through, his health bar instantly emptied.
Yet, to his surprise, he did not turn into white light and return to the Respawn Point.
His health bar was stubbornly stuck at the final "1" point of health!
[System Notice: You have been attacked by "Psionic Imprisonment Gun"! You have suffered massive damage!] [System Notice: This skill carries a "Capture Alive" judgment, forcibly preserving the target at 1 HP and inflicting paralysis!]
"Damn... a cutscene! Forced HP lock!"
Pinned tightly to the tree trunk by the psionic spear, [Bro Don't] could not move, and all feeling had vanished from his limbs. As an experienced prison gamer, he guessed this was not a normal combat judgment, but a plot event.
Otherwise, the force of that attack from a level 30 Star Spirit soldier would have blown both him and the hundred-meter tree into ash!
"Stay alert! Surround them!"
Hurried footsteps came from the settlement. Dozens of Star Spirit militiamen wielding sharp swords and bows gleaming with psionic light swept toward the giant tree in a fan-shaped formation under the silver-haired officer's command.
"Don't move! Don't fight back!"
Seeing the large force closing in, [Mind Storm], hiding behind the tree, thought rapidly.
They definitely could not win in a fight, and there was nowhere to run. Their only teammate was still hanging from the tree like a specimen. As members of the Fourth Calamity, knowing when to bend and when to stretch was the basic skill for triggering plot events.
He took a deep breath, decisively stepped out from behind the trunk, threw his weapon far into the grass, then skillfully raised both hands high over his head.
"Don't attack! We surrender! We're very good citizens!"
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