Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 821 - 265: As a Priest, Isn’t It Perfectly Reasonable to Carry a Flanged Mace for Self-Defense? (Part 2)

"AMEN!!!"

The priest, who was just nearby, appeared before them like a phantom, swinging a hammer that sent the person standing at the front flying backward.

After a brief moment of terror came an even more extreme counterattack, wishing to empty the bullets from the gun within a second.

"Madman! Die! Die! Die!"

"Kerry Yard! Fraud, burglary! Death penalty!"

"Orn Riley! Robbery, death penalty!"

Every declaration represented the next target of New Dynasty Elegance, and no matter where the named person ran, he was pursued and brutally slaughtered with the swinging hammer or steel Bible.

The gap in strength between the two sides wasn't substantial, but New Dynasty Elegance specialized in defense, wearing heavy bulletproof vests beneath their clerical attire, purchasing medium subdermal armor, and specially crafted metal arm gauntlets on their arms; as long as their head was protected, ordinary submachine gun bullets hardly caused any harm.

Even if someone wielded a Mantis Blade to stab through the side to the waist under the bulletproof vest, New Dynasty Elegance would withstand the damage and hammer his head into his chest cavity.

Compared to the so-called priest, this guy was more like a tank, crashing into the crowd, bodies flying, blood splattering on his face, looking like a demon.

A criminal with broken legs from a Bible blow howled and desperately crawled away with his hands, yet still couldn't escape the fate of having his head smashed by the pursuing priest.

When they took out proper weapons to counterattack, they were focused on by the red mohawk head, and accurate rifle shots exploded every person's skull.

The player's counterattack was fierce and bloody, with brutality going far beyond any previous battle.

Under Wildman's plan, apart from Taiping Continent, Watson District, Haywood, Santo Domingo, and Kabuki District, there were over 1,300 players divided into 18 war zones, each commanded by a player commander; players concealed themselves as Horizon Corporation employees to lure gang members, fighting when possible, reporting to the commander when fighting wasn't feasible, and gathering more players for rapid support to create superior numbers.

More insidiously, they even disguised as Horizon Corporation staff, covering their electronic identities, catching gang members looking to attack Horizon Corporation employees but hesitating to provoke mercenaries off guard.

This morning, gunfire and screams echoed throughout the streets and alleys of Night City, a bloody massacre playing out.

Bar patrons finishing an all-nighter, sex dolls, off-duty employees, and passersby quickly fled, fearing to be caught in the crossfire upon seeing clashes from afar.

However, upon reaching the next intersection, they might see Horizon Corporation employees dragging carcasses into garbage truck compartments.

A trembling office worker touched his pants, dampness and a stench making him sigh with relief.

It turned out to be urine; he thought it was sweat.

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Night City was only so big, and the cyber network swiftly conveyed messages; by six or seven in the morning, news of Horizon Corporation's comprehensive counterattack spread throughout the city.

The intensity of hostilities exceeded even the battle months ago in Watson District.

Unlike before, when armed conflict broke out between large gangs and corporations, civilians and mercenaries would unconditionally side with the gangs, hoping the corporate dogs would die in heaps.

This time hardly anyone spoke for the gangs.

Leaving aside public opinion, many parents, upon learning of the large-scale deathmatch, locked up their children involved with gangs regardless of previous stances.

While the minions suffered heavy casualties, the core gang members didn't hit the streets to resist the players' offensive.

Instead, they shrank back to guard important fixed assets like Yunding, preventing their foundation from player raids.

No matter how many minions died, they were just numbers; Night City never lacked idiots, but money lost was truly gone.

In Yunding Palace, Tiger Claw Gang leaders gathered, while the manager Hirami Sato didn't even have a seat, relegated to standing aside.

Black Dragon Clan leader Honda Murakami felt a sense of falsehood watching their minions die on the streets.

"When will Hansen act? Our people can't last against those lunatics for long."

Shiguro Shiro scolded, "Are you an idiot? No matter how daring Hansen is, he only acts in Dog Town. Do you expect him to come out and help?"

Though minions have little value, this incident would surely tarnish the Tiger Claw Gang's reputation, and as the leader, he wouldn't escape blame, hoping for safe retirement afterward.

The leaders openly expressed dissatisfaction with him.

"Why should we listen to that Soviet? Since when does Soviet Petrochemical dictate to us?"

Shiguro Shiro's face changed, and he screamed at the counterpart.

"Shut up!"

Then he lowered his voice, growling softly.

"This is... Miss's order." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Miss

Only two worldwide received the title Miss by Tiger Claw Gang leaders, one in Japan and one in Night City.

The gang leaders fell silent, daring not speak further.

Seeing them like chickens with their necks cut off, Shiguro Shiro was satisfied briefly, yet asked with a frown.