Bang-
After firing a round of Micro Explosive Rounds and having Jackie take his shield, Lier's wheelchair had become a lightweight wheelchair. It was still very heavy, but much better than before.
The wheelchair hit the floor with a thud. In the darkness, the lights flickered, and damaged circuits crackled.
As they rushed into the Basement, the temperature around them plummeted. The oxygen level in the air was significantly lower than outside, but with the thick smoke no longer interfering, V immediately caught the familiar smell:
The smell of Lier's brain being charred mixed with the smell of burning machinery. He looked just like a scrapped robot.
Seeing this, V's heart skipped a beat:
He looked as if he were dead.
Click.
The wheelchair turned on its lights, but they were for V. His biological eyes and Cyber-Eye were both ruined, so in reality, only his hearing remained fairly sensitive.
"Keep moving. These lines are on the surface. The Blackwall can already reach this far. We won't find what we're looking for here."
A completely mechanical, broken voice squeezed out of the wheelchair, accompanied by a tone that was clearly inhuman, like a phonograph that had lost its voice.
Anyone would have gotten chills hearing that voice. V froze for a moment. "Your voice."
"The Blackwall has locked onto me."
"But doesn't the Blackwall only attack AI?"
"That's how it's supposed to work. It looks like NetWatch may have gotten hold of some way to make the Blackwall attack a specific target, or they've found some way to expand its range.
"Maybe helping them deal with Soulkiller that time gave Arasaka something to use against me. Now NetWatch has gotten hold of it and is using it to target me.
"Now we know why NetWatch has always been so obsessed