Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

At the same time that the new crater appeared, the enormous fist began to shrink. Its forty-meter-long body had reached its limit. The power sealed by the dark sparks, this one-time power that could only be released once, had reached its end.

From forty meters to thirty meters, then twenty meters, gradually shrinking, Seven's body began to fade, and what reappeared, what was revealed again, was the famous V, V with a hearty smile.

At the same time, he won the victory and became the only king of this cyberpunk era!

"V!"

Jack, David, Johnny, Old Vie, Mann, and the others could not contain their surging emotions and rushed forward together, roaring.

V's gaze was focused on Saburo Arasaka and the others.

Although they turned into cookies, it's only natural that neither Saburo Arasaka, Miles, nor anyone else died.

Ultraman Seven will always be the most biased and fond of humans, regardless of whether they are good or evil.

Even for villains like Miles and Saburo Arasaka, whose hands are stained with the blood and lives of innocent humans, Ultraman Seven would never kill them, nor would he be able to kill any human with his own hands.

V also showed some restraint in this regard.

Feelings are mutual. If he truly cares about Lao Qi, then of course he wouldn't go against Lao Qi's wishes and use Lao Qi's body to kill others.

Although everyone including Saburo Arasaka was seriously injured, they were miraculously spared their lives under the protection of Ultra's telekinesis.

Moreover, the same treatment was applied to the pilots of the large number of fighter jets that had been killed previously.

The one who should take their lives is not Ultraman Seven, but himself. This matter must be handled personally by the renowned V.

"Pfft..."

In the sunken crater, a barely breathing Saburo Arasaka coughed up blood as he watched V slowly approach. "Now you are the king of Night City. No one will dare to defy you or oppose you. You can do whatever you want. Cough... I look forward to the day when you will become one of us, V."

To kill someone is to destroy their spirit.

Although he was the one who was killed this time, even in his dying moments, he wanted to destroy V's spirit and leave V with a psychological suggestion.

People like him would never allow the world to become a better place, or for the poor and the lowly to be able to live better lives without the cutthroat competition.

There's no need for a reason, because that's just how these capitalists are; they feel uncomfortable whenever they see others doing well.

However, he ultimately miscalculated.

That kind of thing is impossible.

"?!"

The sudden sound startled Saburo Arasaka, and then he saw the Seven doll emerging from V's clothes—a living, breathing Seven Spark Doll that clearly had its own thoughts and could move freely.

Saburo Arasaka opened his mouth, unable to utter a single word, finally looking as if he had completely understood something.

"Understood?"

V revealed a bloodthirsty smile. Yes, that's the kind of expression he wanted to see. He wanted to see those high and mighty vampire corporate dogs looking so utterly defeated. Now, he would be the one to deliver the final blow of defeat to these corporate dogs!

"It was me, it was us...we all lost everything."

Saburo Arasaka was finally forced, forced to, with a bitter smile that was more like a grimace, to give up the struggle.

Losing to Ultraseven is not unjust.

He only had one last message.

"In my next life... I hope there won't be any Ultraman!"

"Don't worry, a corporate dog like you won't be reborn."

V's end-of-life care was delivered in conjunction with the attack.

Meanwhile, Miles, who was standing to the side, had already wet himself in fear. Although this bitch was also a bloodsucker, parasitizing the people and sucking their blood, she was far inferior to Saburo Arasaka in terms of intelligence and demeanor. They were worlds apart.

"Don't kill me!" Miles pleaded, still trying to survive. "I'm a woman, I..."

boom!

“Excuse me,” V said, “here, men and women are equal.”

……

Seven, unable to bear seeing anyone die, closed his eyes. Only after everyone had been executed did he reopen his Ultra Eyes, attach himself to V, and leave this wretched place together.

Emerging from the sunken pit, his fists were covered in the marks of his own hands. This domineering appearance was incredibly imposing to others, even more so than mere arrogance.

"Are you alright, brother? My good buddy?"

Old Vie was the first to check V's health, and Jack was the first to speak out anxiously, followed closely by David and the others.

Everyone was watching V intently.

"Ah, of course nothing will happen."

V looked around and saw the concern that Old V and the others had shown him, the cheers of the Nature Gang members who had survived the ordeal, and the hands that had been raised, surrendered, and were filled with fear of being purged—the military forces of the major corporations, New America, and Dogtown.

Having witnessed Seven's overwhelming power and performance, which was on a dimensional level compared to human technology, even though V had now returned to a human body, none of the soldiers would dare to recklessly resist.

No one dared to gamble that V only had one chance to transform.

Now it's his time—relying on the remaining power of the seventh prince, he has become the sole ruler of this era, reigning supreme over the world.

That's not V's style.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, V took a deep breath, turned up the volume, and announced, "Listen up, everyone!"

"I know this seems hypocritical. We won because of Lao Qi's power, but now we're saying that I don't want to be someone who has the right to change the world because of Lao Qi's power. But even so, I have to say it!"

"I only have one chance to transform. Seven will never appear again. That's an indisputable fact. Now, I'm just a pure human being and it's no longer possible for me to possess the power of Ultraman."

“I know that all of you will think I’m lying and trying to lure out potential rebels. I’m afraid what I’m saying won’t have any effect, but even so, I’m going to say it!”

"I am V, the strongest Natural, not Ultraman, not Seven, just a mere human."

"As a human, with human power, I will rule the world, starting from Night City, unifying the entire world, changing this cyberpunk era, and eliminating all non-medically necessary prosthetics. Except for nature, it's all fucking nature!"

"Now, is there anyone who wants to follow me?"

V's powerful voice resounded across the battlefield, now scarred by the catastrophe. He raised his right hand high, his fist clenched tightly, declaring his overestimation of his own abilities.

"—In the name of V!"

I don't know who first shouted it out, or who came up with the slogan.

"—In the name of V!"

A flurry of activity ensued as everyone in the Natural Gang rushed forward, genuinely drawn by V's influence.

"—In the name of V!"

The armies that originally belonged to various forces, including the Arasaka Group, rose up one after another, took this pledge of allegiance, and raised their right hands high.

"—In the name of V!"

All the Night Cities who had been secretly observing the entire war from the outside poured in.

V felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.

He knew that his words wouldn't be of much use, as Lao Qi's blessing was immense. However, even so, he still had to say those words; that was his attitude.

Having this attitude is enough; the rest is beyond his control.

"How did I do, Seventh Brother?"

[A question asked knowingly.]

Despite being the biggest contributor, people weren't calling him Seven. Even so, no, or rather, precisely because of this, that's why Seven gave him such an evaluation.

You've never let me down, V, not now.

Volume 1: Chapter 479. Cyberpunk 2077 is finished. The next chapter is—

479. Cyberpunk 2077 is over, the next track is—

Night City began to undergo a dramatic transformation.

Although in this cyberpunk era, the power of the lower classes has become increasingly insignificant, and the gap between them and the big shots above has widened.

No matter how huge or disparate the gap may be, as long as everyone gathers together, works of one mind and with one heart, the resulting scene will be enough to make any great figure tremble with fear and compromise or concede.

Moreover, under V's leadership, they were to take over corporate forces that had lost their leaders and whose biggest figures had been beheaded.

On the night V became Seven, he didn't rush to do anything afterward. Instead, he joined all the residents of Night City in a wild party, drinking until they were drunk, with fireworks and non-stop singing and dancing. V paid for everything.

The people of Night City have longed for such a day for far too long.

Of course, problems will arise as a result. For example, some people go crazy after eating the leaves, or their cybernetic neurosis is triggered by the pressure of their prosthetic bodies, which causes riots of varying degrees. In addition, some people are inherently evil and deliberately cause trouble, commit evil, and kill people at such times, as well as instigate others to rebel against V.

All of them are available.

After all, in such a large city, it's impossible to expect everyone to be normal. Rather, in this cyberpunk era, it would be strange if there weren't enough fearless madmen.

Don't ask why someone would dare to oppose V after seeing Seven's power. Back then, the gap between Johnny and Arasaka was enormous, but that didn't stop people from challenging Arasaka.

Humans are such creatures, so incredibly diverse. As long as the population is large enough, there are all kinds of people, and people are capable of doing anything.

Fortunately, with the assistance of Ultraman's telekinetic power, which allows the Seventh Ultraman to be fully activated and constantly monitor the area, V and Jack can immediately go there themselves or send people to stop the accident, no matter where it occurs.

That same night, V began to establish his initial rules as the uncrowned king.

Article 1: The production and sale of leaves shall be prohibited. All existing leaves shall be searched and destroyed. Anyone who dares to object shall be beheaded.

This wasn't V's own idea; it was his feedback to Lao Qi, because from the first day he met Lao Qi, Lao Qi always made no attempt to hide his intense resistance to humans eating leaves.

So even though V himself was born in this cyberpunk era, and despite not being very familiar with leaves, he didn't think there was anything about leaves that should be prohibited.

But that was the beginning.

After four months of working together, Lao Qi's high-pressure education had been transforming him. Now, whether out of gratitude to Lao Qi or his own thoughts, V had decided that this kind of thing should indeed be banned.

Of course, banning this is actually more difficult than banning alcohol and smoking. V knows very well that apart from David, Jack, Old V, and a few others, most people probably secretly resist this rule in their hearts.

Many people even took immediate action.

Shouting the slogan "If you don't have leaves, you might as well kill me," they directly instigated a rebellion. Then, he used them as an example to warn others, mercilessly killing them all in front of everyone, creating a shock and forcing the remaining people to temporarily submit and carry out the mission.

Although more people continued to rebel due to their addiction to the herb, they were eventually suppressed and all of them were killed.

Therefore, although the ban on leaves is progressing slowly, progress is still visible.

In contrast to the ban on leaves, progress in other areas has been rapid and fruitful.