The Creators: From Night City

The mask rippled like water waves. Jiang Bing flicked open the stopper of the bamboo tube with his fingers and poured the concentrated healing potion into his mouth. He felt a grassy scent exploding in his mouth, which turned into a cool breeze and entered his body. He shook his body involuntarily and shook off the large pieces of charred dead skin on the surface of [Power - Chi You].

As a living suit of armor, [Power-Chiyou] also exhibits biological characteristics when it comes to injuries.

Under the high-intensity energy breath of the Dark Dragon, it looked fine on the outside, but its main body had suffered considerable damage. Fortunately, high-intensity flesh and blood are everywhere in this world, and Jiang Bing has already thought of a subsequent repair and strengthening plan.

He was envious of the endless energy of the Dark Dragon and the super-fast regeneration of the Nergigante.

But the most important goal at the moment is to find a way to destroy this ferocious beast that has gone crazy.

Canglanxing is worthy of being the person who made the ships and members of the fifth investigation team wait for a week before setting off. Not only is he proficient in using the katana, he is also an expert in using dual swords.

Although they are called double knives, the hunters' weapons are generally surprisingly large. The size of the two knives is similar to a smaller executioner's ghost-head knife, and is more than half the length of an ordinary person's arm.

However, the two swords that looked quite heavy danced in the opponent's hands like wind and rain, continuously and uninterruptedly.

Canglanxing took a deep breath and continued to squeeze the fighting spirit from his body with a clever rhythm, but these fighting spirits were not called upon. Instead, they activated his entire body on the spot, continuously increasing his body's strength and speed, allowing him to enter the state of "ghost-like".

In this state, the two short swords were so light that they seemed to be nothing. He danced them into a wheel, cutting the scales on the hind legs of the Hades Dragon and sending them flying in all directions.

There was no other way. Restricted by his attack method and the length of his weapon, 'Blue Star' could only huddle under the crotch of the Dark Lantern Dragon and do some pedicure work.

Fortunately, although the double swords lacked lethality, their attack speed was fast. Under his intensive and rain-like attack, the scales on the calf of the Dark Dragon were quickly chopped into pieces, and then blood was drawn with every blow.

In particular, 'Blue Star' seized the opportunity, stood still, and on the basis of "transforming into a ghost", the fighting spirit in his body entered a second burst state again, directly increasing the attack speed to more than six swords per second.

The pedicure caused paronychia, and the Dark Dragon, who was frantically hitting the heavy shield in Aiden's hand, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left hind leg. His leg suddenly gave way and he fell to the ground.

'Blue Star' seemed to have anticipated this. He took two short steps and sprinted to avoid the impact of the meat mountain. His claws accurately hooked the sharp corners on the top of the Dark Dragon's head. He flew into the air and turned into a gyroscope in mid-air. Using the landing points of his two swords as fulcrums, he rolled over the Dark Dragon's narrow body from the top of its head, and flew into the air along the tip of its tail. He stopped in the air and landed gracefully.

In just a few seconds, the high-speed rotating "Blue Star" slashed the Dark Light Dragon hundreds of times, but the opponent was so thick-skinned that it felt no pain at all after being hit by his explosive killing move of two swords.

The situations of other hunters were similar. The Dark Dragon was too huge, and it was difficult for small weapons to break through its defense in a short time. Several hunters did not carry heavy weapons such as broadswords and axes. After all, they were too heavy and did not meet the requirements for containment.

Fortunately, the bombs and arrows that were aimed precisely at the wounds of the Dark Dragon could still cause effective damage and continue to expand the wounds on the opponent's body.

"Dragon-Striking Spear!" The commander-in-chief calmly observed the situation and gave the order, "Prepare the restraining hooks. Hunters, guide the Dark Lantern to the location of the Dragon-Striking Spear, secure it with the restraining hooks, and adjust its position to create the maximum opportunity for the Dragon-Striking Spear's attack."

Everyone did as they were told immediately. The hunters fought and retreated at the same time, at the cost of one person being knocked away and his life or death unknown, and another being blown to pieces by the explosive energy ball spit out by the Dark Dragon. Soon, they attracted the Dark Dragon to the side of the Dragon-Slaying Spear.

Dozens of restraining crossbow arrows were shot out at the same time, and the barbed hooks opened automatically, tightly grasping the body of the Dark Dragon. With the joint efforts of dozens of people, the winch embedded in the ground began to rotate rapidly, curling up the iron chain as thick as the arm, pulling the Dark Dragon closer to the barrel of the Dragon-Slaying Spear.

The operating principle of the Dragon Slaying Gun is very similar to that of a switchblade. As long as the switch is pressed, the energy accumulated in the barrel of the Dragon Slaying Gun will push the gun body out and pierce everything in its way.

The gun body is nearly ten meters long and two meters thick. Even a Hades Dragon would be seriously injured if hit by it.

However, everyone obviously underestimated the power of the Dark Dragon. Even with the joint efforts of more than a dozen restraining hooks and hundreds of people turning the winch, they still could not shake the opponent's footsteps. At most, they could only form a temporary stalemate.

However, under such a stalemate of force, the restraining crossbow arrows began to fall off the opponent's body, and the iron chains as thick as arms were broken in the middle one after another by the huge force.

Although the Dark Dragon's current position was not ideal, the battle situation was urgent. The commander-in-chief was about to swing his arm, but he saw that Jiang Bing didn't even pick up [Negotiation]. The whole person was like an arrow leaving the bow, accelerating in the opposite direction around the wide convergent area.

He first ran wildly on the ground, and as his speed increased, he simply flew to the wall. Surrounded by endless air currents, he circled around the convergence point for most of the time, carrying a series of sonic booms, and crashed directly into the huge body of the Hades Dragon.

The weight of the Hades Dragon is nearly 200 tons, but it was still knocked away by such an impact.

The stalemate was broken, and everyone worked together to pull the Dark Dragon directly onto the barrel of the Dragon-Slaying Spear.

The opponent still wanted to struggle. The four unicorns participating in the battle had been watching the battle on the cliff for a long time. How could they miss this godsend opportunity? They jumped out of the space beside one of the front paws of the Hades Dragon at the precise moment, and the sharp horns on their heads repeatedly scratched the opponent's left front paw, forcibly digging out most of the flesh and blood of this paw.

The other hunters saw the opportunity and swung their weapons at the front paw, breaking it.

The sudden loss of one of the four support points had devastating consequences. The Dark Dragon lost its footing and was directly pulled onto the gun barrel by everyone.

The two were already in a state of close contact. The commander-in-chief waved his hand decisively, and the forger of the foundry team immediately pulled the trigger to fire the dragon spear.

Chapter 462 The Black Swan is Very Black

The huge gun body completed the release process almost instantly. The hard scales, flesh and bones of the Hades Dragon seemed as fragile as mud and stone in front of the specially made dragon-slaying gun.

The gun barrel penetrated the opponent's chest cavity horizontally, creating an open wound of more than three meters, and the sharp gun tip even came out from the other side.

Even if Nergigante came, it would not be able to withstand such an injury, let alone the Dark Dragon, which is not known for its recovery ability. After suffering such a blow, it didn't even have the strength to roar.

However, the ancient dragon's powerful vitality made the opponent still struggle, trying to pull his body off the dragon-slaying spear.

Jiang Bing had returned to the place where he had fought Bo before without knowing when. He drew up [Negotiation], held it level with both hands, used the sword as a spear, aimed at the still struggling Dark Light Dragon, transformed into a stream of scarlet light, and launched a final charge.

Facing such a living target, Jiang Bing had no possibility of making mistakes. He was not aiming at the opponent's head, but at the energy storage organ in the chest that was like a reactor.

The protective scales and flesh here were first cut by Jiang Bing, and then bombarded for such a long time, they had already become bloody. Coupled with the accumulated power of Jiang Bing's 100-meter sprint acceleration, this stab directly pierced [Negotiation] deeply into the opponent's chest, directly piercing the opponent's energy storage organ, which was also the opponent's heart.

The huge body of the struggling Hades Dragon suddenly stiffened and fell to the ground.

Without energy supply, the azure light on the Dark Dragon's body quickly faded and soon turned back to its original black color.

The battle was over, and the Grand Commander had no need to protect the Commander-in-Chief. He jumped down from the command platform and walked up to the huge head of the Dark Dragon. After careful identification, he nodded his head towards the Commander-in-Chief.

"The Dark Lantern Dragon has been defeated!"

As the commander-in-chief announced the final conclusion, all members of the investigation team cheered instantly, and the place of conclusion was instantly filled with celebratory sounds.

But after the celebration, the tedious post-war cleanup work followed.

Most of the hunters returned to the Star Base, leaving only a few hunters responsible for security and a large number of researchers to analyze and study the corpse of the Dark Dragon.

According to the hunting conventions of the Hunter Guild, as the person who killed the Dark Lantern Dragon, Jiang Bing could obtain three materials from the other party as trophies, but Jiang Bing only chose the dragon jade nurtured in the heart of the Dark Lantern Dragon and was not very interested in other parts.

But considering Jiang Bing's overall contribution in this battle, he was still given a large amount of Hades Dragon scales, bones and other materials, all of which were piled up in the Heimer small world.

The unicorns built a delivery room for the Unicorn Queen at the Convergence Land. In order to allow Heimer to take root here and absorb energy better, Jiang Bing simply moved his "workshop" to the Convergence Land. After all, this place is indeed very spacious.

He needs to repair and upgrade the [Power - Chiyou] that was damaged in the battle.

The dragon jade of the Dark Lantern Dragon, the flesh and blood of a tail of the Nergigante, 12 ounces of mithril, 400 milliliters of the blood of the "craftsman", and the pure ether transformed from 600 craftsman badges were combined to form a boiling and immortal scarlet liquid. Even with the help of the huge energy of the Earth Corridor, Jiang Bing still had to wait for nearly three days before he got the finished product.

Fortunately, these three days were not wasted. Not only was [Negotiation] reworked by Jiang Bing, but Jiang Bing also made a long-range weapon for himself.

For a long time, ordinary gunpowder weapons have been unable to meet Jiang Bing's killing needs. Even the most powerful "Comrade's Hammer" is not as powerful as his own straight punch in Jiang Bing's opinion. This also leads him to carry a gun purely out of respect for the simple folk customs of Night City and "social needs."

However, with the gunpowder grass and nitrotoadstools unique to the Monster Hunter world as propellant raw materials, and in-depth communication with the casting team leader, Jiang Bing referred to the design principles of this world's light and heavy crossbows, and used several unique metal alloys in the Monster Hunter world as the material base. The newly developed gunpowder weapons finally barely met his needs.

[Treaty] - Super heavy double-barreled bolter, with a barrel length of 1.8 meters and a total weight of 627 kilograms, it fires 80×180mm caliber custom precision-made heavy bolter shells, weighing 8.5kg. The charge uses high-quality chemical raw materials from Monster Hunter World, and the muzzle energy reaches 6.48MJ joules. However, due to the limitations of the barrel, its accurate and effective range is short, only about 700 meters.

If Heimer had not been able to provide the portable space, Jiang Bing would not have even considered such a large device. Although the destructive power could keep up with Jiang Bing's current combat needs, the logistical pressure was also enormous.

As for its power, it can be said that this weapon can only be used by Jiang Bing himself at present. Even though he has tried his best to improve the muzzle shape and use the side openings and unique gas guide groove design to reduce a small part of the recoil, it is almost tantamount to suicide for the "Black King Apostle" in full armor to use this weapon rashly. The huge recoil makes the gunman feel like being directly hit by a 1.5-ton SUV at a speed of 50 kilometers per hour when firing again, which is almost the same as the recoil of a modern main battle tank gun.

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Lights and wine are the norm in Night City, just as death is the core of Night City.

The 'Black Swan' bar is an old dance hall located in a remote corner of the geisha district.

Nearly half of the light bulbs on the shabby sign had poor contact, flickering on and off. Combined with the garbage on the ground and the ubiquitous stench, it looked like the back streets of this decadent era.

In fact, it is true.

Black Swan is one of the few old-school West Coast entertainment venues in Night City. Compared to those new-age bars that introduce Mewtwo and focus on virtual entertainment, the owner here has insisted on old-school decoration, old-school ticketed admission, old-school late-night business hours, and old-school strippers for decades.

Yes, 'Black Swan' is a nostalgic strip club, and its business is surprisingly good. Because it adheres to the 'original' way of having fun, it has a small group of loyal fans in Night City.

But after all, the times are developing and society is progressing.

At least in the early years, women like Valerie could not become customers of strip clubs.

But in Night City in 2076, she not only entered smoothly, but also met a large number of other female customers in the dark place.

The advancement of sexual concepts can barely be considered as progress of the times.

"!Ay! It's so dark here. Can't the boss here afford the electricity bill?" Jack exclaimed as he entered the house.

Amidst the stares of many customers, Valerie turned back and advised Jack to keep his voice down. His prosthetic eye with night vision function turned on was flashing a light blue light under the dim neon ambient light.

"Keep a low profile, Jack, and don't alert the target."

Chapter 463 Valerie was fired

"Por supuesto (No problem), but is that traitor from LCC (Luxe Catering Collective) really here?" Jack lowered his voice and scanned the rows of customers with Valerie.

"He's a regular customer here. Intelligence shows he comes every Friday, there's no doubt about that."

Jack wanted to say something, but he heard complaints from other guests behind him.

"Hey, big guy, find a place to squat down quickly. Stop standing there like a telephone pole. You're disturbing my buddies from looking at girls, okay?"

At the urging of several guests, the two found their seats according to the positions on their tickets.

"C, why is it so sticky here?" As soon as Jack sat down, he felt his hands full of fishy stickiness.

Valerie glanced around carefully and replied to her partner's question: "I don't think you want to know."

Before the two men wanted to speak, a beam of light appeared on the semicircular stage, illuminating the steel pipes.

Then, several strippers whose faces could not be seen clearly but whose bodies were definitely good rose slowly from under the stage. Accompanied by the gradually rising lewd music, they began to dance hotly and show off their charm.

"You know what, this place is so popular, it must be really good. Why didn't I find this place before?" Jack commented sharply while looking around.

"Focus, Jack. You can stay here after you finish this order of mine." As the music became louder, the dancers on the stage danced more boldly and enchantingly, and their already revealing clothes became less and less.

"Where is this stupid guy? He couldn't have really not come." Jack relied on his perseverance and great self-awareness to keep his eyes away from the stage, but he carefully scanned the guests on both sides of the stage and found no trace of the target.

"Over there." Valerie elbowed him, motioning him to look at a middle-aged man closest to the stage.

The man was wearing a blue vest, a suit and tie, and waving a handful of small Euro cash bills in his hand. From time to time, he would call the dancers over and stuff a few of them into their stockings on their thighs or on their chests in exchange for the dancers' close dance services.

"Hey, this guy really knows how to enjoy himself."

The two men squeezed through the crowd and came behind each other.

"Rickel?"

The LCC junior executive who was having fun heard someone calling him and subconsciously turned around to look. He saw a burly figure looking at him with ill intentions. Before he could say anything, the other person stepped forward and hugged him in his arms, with a hard object pressing directly against his waist.

"Be obedient and come with us, or my little darling will have to poke some holes in your body." Jack threatened in a vicious voice, and with his tattoos all over his body and vicious face, he looked very threatening.

In fact, without waiting for the other party to agree, Valerie directly stuffed a magic chip into the slot behind the other party's ear, locking the other party's ability to resist, and then Jack half-dragged and half-carried the person away from the "Black Swan" smoothly.

The Animal Gang member who was watching over the place didn't care whether the other party was drunk or kidnapped. As long as there was no fight inside, he wouldn't care even if someone robbed them in front of him.

"V, are you sure he knows the inside information about the mayor's assassination?" Jack couldn't help but ask as the two men dragged the victim towards the parking lot.

"This guy doesn't look like someone who can take charge."

"Don't underestimate the little guys, Jack. He was the one who switched the bartender list for that party. He didn't need much authority to do it. He just needed access to their internal system. The rest was just a matter of moving his fingers."

"How are we going to pry his mouth open?"

"It's a small matter. Put him in the trunk first. I know a veteran on the road. I can definitely get something out of him if I go to him. This means I can't use company resources. Otherwise, I can go to the technical department. He won't even ask me. He can tell me anything he wants to know."

The two chatted while helping the dazed Ricker into the underground parking lot. Before they could make any move, the headlights in front of them suddenly lit up, catching them off guard.

By the time the two men reacted, they were surrounded by several people, with cameras pointed at them.

"What? This guy has bodyguards," Jack frowned, and held the man in front of him as a human shield, while his other hand reached into his arms to grab a gun.

Valerie, however, looked serious and stopped Jack from pulling out his gun.

"Don't be impulsive. This is the company's internal monitoring team."

"Valerie, an employee of the Special Operations Department's Counterintelligence Group, employee number NC770416." The leading man in black came up and revealed V's identity in a menacing manner.

"Who sent you? I don't think I've ever offended you."

"You are suspected of illegally spying on the company's confidential information and seriously violating the company's regulations. In accordance with Article 314 of the HD Employee Agreement, you are now formally arrested." The other party had no intention of responding to Valerie's question, and had a cold face and a businesslike look.

"Are you kidding? I belong to the counterintelligence team. Has your operation been approved by my direct superior, Arthur Jenkins?" Valerie was almost laughing at the evidence of the other party's frame-up, and retorted.

The serious member of the internal monitoring team, wearing a black suit and sunglasses, did not take her rebuttal seriously at all.

"Don't worry, it won't be that soon."

Blue light shone through the other person's sunglasses. Before Valerie could figure out what the other person meant, a series of messages popped up on her Arasaka employee internal system, informing her that she had been fired by Arasaka, all company benefits had been cancelled, her bank accounts had been closed, her residence had been reclaimed, and even the Arasaka internal prosthesis installed on her body had been forced to shut down.

The failure of life-support components including the internal circulation regulator and hormone temperature controller made Valerie's eyes go dark. She almost couldn't breathe, and she began to have difficulty breathing. She staggered and sat on the ground.

In order to increase control over employees and increase their work efficiency, Arasaka requires all employees to be equipped with a series of internal prostheses, and at this moment, they have played their due role.

"Valerie, I hereby declare that you have been officially dismissed from Arasaka."

"Take her away!" As the leader of the internal monitoring team waved his hand, two armed men stepped forward to take away Valerie, who had no ability to resist.

At the critical moment, Jack pulled out his golden dick and inserted it between the two sides.

He hugged the unconscious Ricker tightly, so that he could use him as a human shield when the real fight broke out and point the gun at Arasaka and his group.