Warhammer: Open the door! Human League players!

Chapter 66 Can a shattered body be repaired?

[Data uploaded successfully. The genetic virus originated from the alien race within Core City Ten—Mission Completer: Bruce!]

The system notification sounded like a thunderclap, shattering the chaos above the battlefield.

All the players froze in place instantly, and the roars of the green-skinned creatures and the howls of the demons seemed to come to an abrupt halt at that moment.

"The mission is complete?" someone murmured, their voice filled with disbelief.

"Wasn't Bruce trapped? How did he complete the mission?"

"How enviable, Bruce."

[Rewards have been issued]

As the cold system voice faded, AI-powered No. 7 relayed the collected data through Fang Yun's communication channel: "Commander, we have collected data on the inner city of the core city. The culprit who modified the genes is entrenched there."

"As expected?"

"These guys, they've lived long enough!"

Fang Yun's emotional fluctuations caused a psionic shockwave in the warp, and the intense psionic energy forced the surrounding demons to retreat.

The space was locked, and the spatial rift in front of them was shrinking at a visible speed. Dark purple subspace miasma surged, and countless demons bared their teeth outside the rift, their saliva mixed with putrid slime dripping down.

Fang Yun's psionic energy automatically formed a protective shield, and any weak demons that approached were burned by the psionic energy, emitting piercing screams. The number of demons was endless.

"For the Chaos Gods!" A killing demon nearly three meters tall crashed into the crack, instantly splitting the hard barrier of reality with spiderweb-like patterns.

hum!

A dazzling platinum-gold light sword suddenly shone, piercing through the demon's head and feet. The demon let out a shrill scream and instantly turned to ashes.

"Commander, are you alright?" Tuan Quan asked, looking at Fang Yun who was clearly being held back.

"I can't leave for the time being."

"They want to keep us all here to plug the gap."

"It's a pity you can only leave me alone."

Fang Yun looked at the sky with a cold smile, thinking that all of this must have been orchestrated by the god of conspiracy.

As the commander of the Human Alliance, Fang Yun will not abandon humanity.

Then the Demon Tide must gather all the captains to block it back.

But they didn't expect that Fang Yun could lock down this space, or even repair it.

This way, a large amount of player combat power can be released back.

"Once this space shatters, subspace energy will completely erode the underground world, and the survivors simply won't be able to withstand it."

"There are still tens of thousands of ordinary people in the underworld."

"Drooling, Circle, Demon King, contact all players still in Tunnel 6 and immediately return to the core city!" Fang Yun's voice was resolute and unwavering.

"Those aliens that have modified human genes are in the core city! The sixth tunnel we are in is just to hold us back. In the tenth core city, a rebellion has already broken out, with Chaos cultists, gene tamperers, and heretics we don't know about."

"Whether they are traitors to humanity or heretics who tamper with genes," Fang Yun took a deep breath, his psionic energy gathering into a scorching blade of light in his palm, "I have only two words for you—cleansing!"

"Cleanse?" he repeated the word, drooling, the ferocity in his eyes almost tangible.

He was truly overwhelmed.

Being disgusted by Fu Ruonan, ambushed with murderous intent, and manipulated like a dog by all sorts of schemes—this is a shame etched into my bones!

"Gather all players to support..."

"By the way, did you see the Sichuan Opera master?" Suddenly, Liu Koushui slapped his forehead, his heart sinking. "Fu Ruonan's sister is still with him! That guy—"

"What did you say?!"

The three players looked at each other in bewilderment.

They had witnessed Fu Ruonan's eeriness and cruelty firsthand. — Was it a younger sister? Or a younger brother? That inexplicable sense of unease, like a thorn, pierced deep into everyone's heart.

His sister, or rather, his brother?

If Fu Ruonan is so perverted, then his sister must be even more perverted, right?

嘶：

The sound of gasps for air was particularly clear amidst the chaos of the battlefield.

On the other side, Bruce's battlefield had long since turned into a purgatory of blood and fire.

He held the dying Yedi tightly in one hand, while wielding a blood-stained chainsaw sword in the other. The sound of the saw teeth tearing through the cultist's body, mixed with the ear-piercing sound of metal scraping, echoed in his ears.

He wielded his weapon with astonishing speed, but the cultists, like endless ants, swarmed forward, interrupting his advance with every collision.

"Bastard, get out of my way!" Bruce roared, his chainsaw sword unleashing even greater kinetic energy, cleaving through a group of cultists.

"Captain, Captain—" Yedi's breathing was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind, his body convulsing, warm blood seeping from the gaps in his exoskeleton. "I...I didn't drag you down, did I—"

"I know, Captain, this is your last chance, I don't want to..."

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He raised his trembling hand and grasped the edge of his armor, forcing himself to take a breath. His eyes were filled with longing and satisfaction: "No one pays attention to me—but with the captain, I have dignity and honor—saving others is the happiest time for me—"

"Yedi, don't talk, your injuries—" Bruce's voice trembled, and his eyes instantly reddened.

"Is Yedi brave? — Mom — I won't be a coward anymore —" Yedi's voice grew softer and softer, yet each word was clear, like a dull knife scraping against Bruce's heart.

"Long live the People's Federation!"

"team leader----"

"Live on—"

The moment the last two words were uttered, Yedi's body went completely limp, and she leaned against Bruce's chest, motionless.

Bruce held him, and could clearly feel the body rapidly growing cold. His heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, the pain almost suffocating him.

The live stream chat exploded instantly, flooded with dense text, filled with choked emotions and shock: "My God, they really brought Bruce back!"

"He actually knew that Bruce only had one last chance—"

"He sacrificed his own life to save the captain—"

"I'm so touched, I'm crying my eyes out!"

"My good brother, may you rest in peace!"

"Ah—" Bruce's tears slid down his cheeks. Whether on the real battlefield or in the virtual pod of the game, this sorrow felt so real.

"kill!"

He roared, and his chainsaw sword burst forth with a bloodthirsty red light, forcefully cleaving through the inner city's defenses and breaking through the wall that was blocking his way.

Despair, pain, and regret overwhelmed him like a tidal wave. Clutching the ground, he stumbled and ran frantically towards the camp, repeatedly muttering, "It'll be alright—"

"Everything will be alright—"

"Yedi, you must hold on—"

Bang!

A burly metallic figure burst out from the battlefield; it was Bruce piloting the combat armor.

"Bruce?!" the captain exclaimed from afar.

"It's him, it's Bruce!"

"Is that—the one Bruce is holding—Yadi?"

Ignoring the stares of those around him, Bruce's trembling hands reached to unfasten the exoskeleton straps on Ye Di's body. The moment the exoskeleton was fully open, he froze.