Gods, Ashes Descend

Chapter 33: The same old plot.

Although Li Wei made some bold statements, his progress was slower than a snail's pace. Once the major forces in Night City realized what was happening, they were no match for fifty seemingly invincible individuals, even if each of them had heavy firepower.

They were eventually pinned down in the alleyways of the residential buildings, occupying several buildings and lanes, and engaged in a fierce street battle with the company's field agents and police who came to arrest them.

People like the company's field staff all have combat prosthetics. Unless they are directly hit by grenades or rocket launchers, these freaks can withstand heavy machine gun fire for a few seconds.

If we had a neural controller like Sweetan, everyone could use bullet time like the protagonist in a game, while maintaining their own speed.

However, Li Wei and his team were not without countermeasures. They were also wary of these cyborgs who were not very strong. Their method was also very crude. Apart from concentrated fire, they could only throw a few grenades and take these freaks down with them.

"Where did they get so much firepower?"

"Mech support is here! Provide covering fire!"

"Let the robots handle it, don't go looking for trouble!"

"This is News Channel 54, broadcasting live... Oh my God."

"My God, the army should have handled this."

"Spread out! Spread out! Tail fin damaged, out of balance, I'm making an emergency landing!"

boom!

The armed helicopter, which was smoking after being hit by several RPGs, spun around and crashed into a residential building. Its propellers slammed into the concrete wall at high speed, sending parts and cement blocks flying everywhere before finally falling to the ground.

Before the pilot could even climb out, a certain assassin, annoyed by the machine gun that was strafing the windows of the residential buildings, leaned out of the window with a rocket launcher and fired another shot. Although he was also taken down by a sniper, the force of the helicopter explosion swept across half the street.

This made Night City look even more like a war zone than the war zone, except that there were many corpses that they couldn't touch, which disappointed the killers.

Ken, looking disheveled, pulled open a sewer manhole cover in a hidden spot, found Li Wei working hard to create runes underneath, and immediately began to speak.

"Boss, the enemy is getting stronger and stronger. They've brought heavy armored vehicles and large drones into the city to fight us. We can't hold on much longer."

The reason Li Wei was in the sewers was simple: these unbridled killers had finally gained Li Wei's approval to go on a killing spree, so why would they let Li Wei's summoning array be destroyed so easily? What a joke.

They had to persuade him to come down, no matter what. If it weren't for the possibility of being shot and killed by missiles in the wild, these guys would have preferred to keep Li Wei hiding in the wild. They would come every day to kill dozens or hundreds of people in exchange for his life, slowly burning Night City to ashes.

Li Wei wasn't surprised at all that Ken said he couldn't hold on, and was even a little surprised that they had persisted for so long. Although reality is not a game, and it directly refreshes the faces of cyborgs with no flesh and blood, it was still enough to make troublemakers suffer.

"Then let's retreat."

Despite the chaos above, Levi and Ken fled down the sewers. Many clever residents were hiding below and scattering to escape, so Levi and Ken simply blended in.

The cops and the company's men certainly wouldn't overlook the sewers as a potential route for a surprise attack, but in the chaos, they couldn't check each one individually, especially after someone had drawn attention and shot one of the cops who was blocking the way.

Li Wei ran away with the crowd in the chaos. Everyone in Night City was completely numb. Those with faith were praying to their gods, and they also felt that the world was finished.

For the people in the company, the security issues in Night City were just a minor incident, no matter how much trouble Li Wei and his group caused. But now things are different.

Because although the undead do not die and can be resurrected, it is still okay if they die once or twice, as they can still be barely recognized as human. But if they die more than three times, they become like zombies.

The zombie face itself wasn't a problem; it was just scary. But these zombie-faced guys picked up something invisible from the corpse and slapped it onto their bodies.

Hey, back to normal. Is this some kind of soul-devouring game? Is a mythological story invading reality?

More importantly, who knows if your neighbor, boss, or subordinate might be a hidden devil?

Subordinates overthrowing superiors is part of the company game, and everyone is on edge.

Within half an hour, the culprit's information was placed on the desks of all the company's senior executives.

Li Wei's every move and activity in Night City was exposed. Don't be surprised, Regina sold him out; otherwise, her life would be in danger.

Even if she is a well-connected middleman, in the eyes of major companies she is just a bug that can be easily crushed under their shoes, even if she is the most powerful middleman queen in the eyes of outsiders, Rogge is no exception.

As a result, Li Wei's wanted posters were plastered all over the streets, and even the holographic GG signs on the street featured his magnificent face, with the bounty amount driving everyone crazy.

In this world, a super corporation is a nation, and when faced with the activated machinery of the state, Li Wei has nowhere to hide, no matter how high he tries.

But by this time, Li Wei had already reached the valley area because someone was helping him: the new American secret weapon, the hacker known as the humanoid nuclear bomb, the nightingale, Song Zhaomei.

Li Wei hasn't been arrested or hacked yet, all thanks to this woman's help.

"Run to the right. There's a patrol team ahead. Don't panic. Turn in ten seconds. There's a residential building. Go in. It's on the third floor. Room 311. I'll open the door now."

Li Wei ran inside, closed the door, and squatted down to start drawing runes.

"Thanks, Lark."

The projection of the lark in Li Weiyi's eyes looked at the runes emitting light and the slowly rising zombie face, grinned, and replied with a somewhat ugly smile.

"Don't forget, you promised me."

Li Wei answered nonchalantly, his hands still busy.

"People with nowhere else to turn sell their souls to the devil in exchange for freedom—it's an old trope."

Don't worry, next time I come I'll bring the Spiral Sword and a whole army to ravage the world.

"I said I'd rescue you, and I definitely will. After that, you can go wherever you want."

Song Zhaomei leaned against the wall, covering her head, and responded weakly.

"It's pretty old-fashioned, but could you please stop saying it? I'm already regretting it."

I must be crazy. I shouldn't have talked to you when I hacked into your brain; I should have just burned it to ashes.

Li Wei grinned.

"Curiosity killed the cat, but don't worry, even the devil isn't as ruthless as your companies and bastard politicians. We only want souls, while they want everything, sucking the marrow from the bone."

There's no point in saying more; we'll see in the future.

If I could come back again.

"Okay, Mr. Devil, but now you're in big trouble. The army has already entered the city, thousands of hackers are searching for you all over the city online, residents who have seen your face on the street have called the police and will be there within five minutes, and missiles are ready, just waiting for you to show your face and blow you to bits."

As soon as I log off, you'll immediately yell "It's all over!" I can only stay online for a maximum of two hours now before someone has to call me out.

Looking out the window at the police station not far away, Li Wei pulled out a heavy machine gun, tossed it to his underling, and replied.

Two hours is enough.