Players Invade Cyberpunk

Chapter 400 - 128: Frenzied Maggots in the Sea of Feces_3

At this moment, they were fearless.This maimed body would surely perish in this battle. work to upload Demonic Puppets.

However, neither he nor his nearby guards noticed the disturbed water approaching closer and closer.

Who would believe a killer would be willing to dive into sewage to sneak up?

But the players would.

Amidst the murky sewage around the hacker, two splashes suddenly erupted—Brother Ni emerged from the sewage on the left with dual axes, splitting a gang member’s head without even a drop of blood shed.

On the other side, the seductress similarly surfaced, flicking several daggers, their silver gleam slicing through the air.

"Xinei!"

Assisted by Sianweistan, she precisely hit each guard’s head.

After nearly failing last time, he intensely honed his throwing knife skills for this moment.

The remaining hacker hadn’t even reacted when Brother Ni’s other axe chopped off his head.

"Ah Zhe... did we kill the wrong person?"

Brother Ni looked dumbfounded at the dead hacker, remembering that hackers could be used by Pandora for subnet intrusion.

"They all look the same to me."

The seductress spat in frustration, "You’re Brother Ni, you ask me?"

"Get lost."

Brother Ni yanked an axe from the guy’s forehead, extracting a string of brain matter.

"Hurry up and find the server room,"

Then took another deep dive, swimming through the thigh-high ocean of filth.

...

Brigitte struggled mightily to cross the sewage river, arriving at the server room’s door. With just a flick of the switch, she could enter the server room, traverse passages, and reach a cleaner place.

She looked down at the sewage surrounding her, knowing that once inside the server room, she’d spend a lifetime swimming through cyberspace on machines polluted by sewage.

But the screams growing closer behind left her no room for hesitation; she bit her lip, plugged in the data, and completed the recognition authentication.

Tss...

The heavy door opened, and sewage immediately flowed in, turning the clean server room floor into filth and submerging some low-lying hosts.

Luckily, the Voodoo Gang valued their servers highly, and with built-in water-cooling systems, their waterproof performance was pretty good.

It was just psychologically difficult to accept.

The sewage she brought in also caused unease among the other hackers inside.

"Brigitte..."

One tried to speak but couldn’t.

"Don’t say it...," Brigitte cut off the other person, "It’s a special time, just bear with it."

"No... what I want to say is... the route to the church is bombed shut."

"We can’t get out..."

"What?"

Brigitte felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this.

"Who did it?"

Even Placid, no matter how much they fell out, wouldn’t go this far against their own kind, right?

"It was Michelle; he blocked our way."

This usually enigmatic old man showed no mercy upon acting, intending to wipe them out.

"Damn it!"

Brigitte couldn’t count how many times she cursed today but knew only taking desperate risks now would give them a chance to win.

The sewage may have drowned the peripheral surveillance systems, forcing hackers closer to the battlefield, but the server room had almost insurmountable terrain, and the guards here were prepared, with unaffected firearms.

Plus, they were hackers!

Now it’s time to show these lunatics the true power of the Voodoo Gang!