The Metaverse World
Intricate Square: The Sun Alliance
The magnificent teleportation formation stands firmly in Jakarta's largest square. Compared to similar formations in other regions, these formations in the imperial city were always crowded. Every time, players from all over the city came and went by teleportation.
However, the current square was a slightly unusual sight. Twenty thousand members of the Sun Alliance had formed circle after circle, enveloping this teleportation formation. Edi Baskara, the leader of the Sun Alliance, stood quietly in the outermost layer, looking forward to the arrival of UK-9.
On the east side of the square, in one of the secluded teahouses, Heru Cokro and his four guards watched the situation closely. Heru Cokro had indeed predicted that Edi Baskara would take action, but his shameless method really astonished him.
"Not shameless!" he murmured with mixed feelings. The imperial city did prohibit the killing of players, but it did not regulate where players could stand. The Sun Alliance was allowed to stand up just like that, and this became a slap for the UK-9. Not only Budi Winarko felt it, Heru Cokro was the same.
After a moment's consideration, Heru Cokro took out something from inside his robe and gave it to one of his guards. He gave some secret instructions, and the bodyguard left quickly, disappearing in the crowd.
In the past two days, Heru Cokro had not sat still. When the UK-9 members arrived at the square and saw this strange situation, they were stunned.
"Edi Baskara, what are you doing?" Budi Winarko let out a long sigh with a sharp look at the leader of the Sun Alliance.
Before, he felt anxious and worried. After all, he was from a noble family. But when he saw Edi Baskara acting at will like this, his fear turned into anger. Only hatred remains.
"We didn't do anything!" Edi Baskara replied innocently, but he was happy in his heart.
"Do you think this is too much?" Budi Winarko scolded him, trying to contain his anger.
"Excessive?" Edi Baskara exploded. His expression changed, and he shouted loudly, "Dog! Do you dare talk to me about exaggeration? You agreed with me, but then turned around and crawled into Jendra's arms. If I don't kill you, how can I ease my anger?"
Budi Winarko fell silent, not knowing what to answer. No one had insulted him this bad since he was born.
When the voices of the two of them were heard, everyone in the square heard them. They can't believe what's going on.
"You're really overreacting!"
"Yes, this is too! It's a good thing we didn't join the Sun Alliance. This guild leader could only be called useless trash!"
All these criticisms and scolding were uttered in whispers. No one dared to speak too loudly or too conspicuously.
Seeing this kind of reaction, Edi Baskara grew even happier. During his life as the heir to an aristocratic family, he was always required to keep a low profile despite having so much wealth and power. This long period of oppression had changed his personality.
Now, he enjoyed everyone's attention and outlook, and this made him feel alive again.
He, a mysterious noble descendant and a cultivator, had been carved by fate to become a figure that shone brightly in the world. Rather than Roberto, who represented a great power, Edi Baskara had undergone the traditional education of an aristocratic family. In his heart, there was no room for the thought that everyone was the same. That was why he did not hesitate to mention Roberto with harsh words, even to the point of using such harsh words. To him, it was a natural thing.
No one dared to go against the Sun Alliance in this square. They were silent as they digested the information that Edi Baskara had just revealed.
A jendra! Behind UK-9, there is Jendra. This was a really unexpected surprise for everyone. Although these two powers previously did not have a clear relationship, they suddenly allied, shaking everyone.
Then, they realized that Edi Baskara not only challenged Budi Winarko, but also Jendra, a giant figure who dominated the territory of Indonesia. Just the thought of challenging him alone was enough to make people tremble. Therefore, they were silent, believing that the Java Dwipa Alliance would definitely respond with its own actions. The problem, for them, is to wait and watch.
Although the audience remained calm, the UK-9 members were not. When they saw their leader being humbled and heard ridicule, their anger overflowed and looked like it was about to explode in a physical fight.
"Let us finish them off!"
"We can destroy them!"
Winarko is waiting for only one person.
When Edi Baskara saw the angry faces of the UK-9 members and realized that no one dared to come forward, he grew arrogant and laughed, "You are all still little children. Better get back on your mother's lap, drink some milk, and sleep!"
Not only were the UK-9 leaders ridiculed, members of the Sun Alliance also joined the mockery.
Heru Cokro picked up his cup of tea, sitting casually inside the tea house. He enjoyed his cup of tea slowly, then said, "I really don't like this guy."
The White Rat's heart thumped as he heard the comment, sitting before Heru Cokro. He knew exactly how great the consequences of those words were. Condemning the Sun Alliance like that could almost be considered a death sentence.
The White Rat looked at Edi Baskara, feeling sorry for him. He is too young and brave. Did he really think that the hidden aristocratic family was so big in this game?
Unfortunately, he had no idea how powerful Heru Cokro was. Even the IKN Alliance itself had been playing cautiously and vigilantly when dealing with Heru Cokro. Some even experienced trauma after several meetings, such as Jogo Pangestu.
The White Rat really did not understand why Edi Baskara was so confident. He only knew that he had to infiltrate the Sun Alliance and pave the way for his master.
But not only that, it was time to move inside another guild in Jakarta. The Matahari Alliance is the first touchstone for an intel station in Jakarta.
At the right moment, the guard returned and gave the information to Heru Cokro. Heru Cokro nodded and stood up, "We should not wait too long. Our friend must be waiting."
As Heru Cokro came down from the tea house, he met a scholar in white.
The figure of this man exuded an undeniable good looks. His face implied profound talent, yet he remained reserved, drawing attention to his inspiring charm.
Heru Cokro could not hide his interest in this man. Who would have thought, in the middle of a tea house that looked so ordinary, he would meet such an extraordinary figure. However, since there were some things to note, Heru Cokro chose not to start a conversation with him. He just paid a little homage by nodding and continuing on his way.
In the square, the Sun Alliance and UK-9 stood at the intersection of a dead-end street, the atmosphere so tense that it could be cut with a knife.
However, at the most unexpected moment, a police troupe appeared so quickly. They numbered about two hundred people, and were led by an esteemed middle-aged policeman. Singgang Merah Betawi completes his appearance, along with Pangsi Betawi who he wears, and not to forget, Golok Betawi who hangs on his waist.
"Who would dare to create chaos in Jakarta?" The resolute voice of this middle-aged policeman sounded like thunder. His office should not be taken lightly, being above several layers of leadership, including elders, deputy commanders, and police commanders.
When Edi Baskara saw the sudden appearance of the police force, he felt bitter. A bad feeling approached him. When the leader of the army asked a sharp question, Edi Baskara immediately told his adviser to step forward and give an answer.
Although the adviser was anxious, he remained calm and took the initiative. Respectfully, he said, "We are members of the Sun Alliance. We just gathered here for a regular meeting. We have no intention of creating a problem."
Sardonic laughter burst out from the middle-aged policeman's mouth. How could this bad acting trick her? In a sharp tone, he commanded, "Stupid! It is clear that you guys are here to disrupt the teleportation formation. Guys, hold them all!"
"Yes, sir!" In an instant, two hundred policemen prepared with chains to arrest them.
Although in fewer numbers, the police showed no fear. In Jakarta, no guild would dare to confront the police, as they were an extension of the Jakarta Imperial Court.
Not to mention the hundred thousand palace guards, the police alone had around ten thousand personnel ready to act. Even more, many of them were extremely skilled martial experts.
They actually did not need much effort to subdue the Sun Alliance.