"Someone made a move—some faction made a move! It's huge. Sounds like... a direct frontal assault?"
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Down in the sewers, Arthur could not see what was happening aboveground, but he could roughly make it out from the sounds.
A frontal assault on the Twin Towers?
How much firepower would that take?
Even ten fully cybernetic A-level implant users would struggle.
At least twenty, or perhaps...
Had an S-Minus Rank Implant User made a move?
Arthur continued hiding. If it were merely a battle between A-level implant users and Third Rank Extraordinary Profession users, he could still get involved.
But if it was S-Minus Rank, there was no point in getting involved at all.
Arthur had an S-level Cybernetic Prosthesis himself, so he knew exactly how terrifying a fully cybernetic S-Minus Rank Implant User was.
One could take on at least twenty ordinary A-level implant users.
Arthur figured he could handle, at most, two or three.
He typed out a message and sent it through his wristband.
"The battle is intense. There's a high chance an S-Minus Rank user is launching a frontal assault. The Si Clan and Liu Group's implant users won't just sit around and take it, and the other factions lurking in the shadows won't simply watch either."
"I feel like there are at least three more forces on the surface as fierce as the Holy Corpse Legion!"
Arthur's instincts were right. There really were several other forces just as formidable.
Not long after the Holy Corpse Legion's two S-Minus Rank Implant Users began their assault, just as they had slaughtered their way through the first floor of Tower B, something unexpected happened.
A dark crimson thread sliced through the shadows.
A thin, elongated wound appeared on both Lion and Fatty, the two