Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 172 - 172 92 A 'Path of Justice' dedicated to

172: Chapter 92 A ‘Path of Justice’ dedicated to……

172: Chapter 92 A ‘Path of Justice’ dedicated to……

A Six Dragons Sect envoy rolled on the ground, shimmering past a Martial Artist trying to block his path.

The several bladed limbs trailing behind him almost simultaneously pierced through.

This “Multitasking” technique clearly surpassed the conventional plays of Martial Studies; the two Martial Artists who were grappling with him up close failed to seize the opportunity and were instantly speared through the head.

However, the victory did not make the Six Dragons Sect envoy linger for battle; instead, he rolled on the spot, then forcefully sprung up from his waist and abdomen, catapulting himself onto the wall.

With a loud bang, a section of the wall collapsed.

The envoy then redirected his momentum.

A series of bullets closely followed him.

The Six Dragons Sect envoy once again passed by two Pursuers in a flash, this time plunging into a squad of AI Soldiers.

Amid a series of clangs and clatters, the Six Dragons Sect envoy broke free again.

With no Pursuers in front for the moment, he immediately accelerated, turned, then rolled into a conference room.

He also dropped an Intelligent Mine at the entrance.

His body was fitted with extra Faraday Cage layers, offering fail-safe electromagnetic protection.

Even in this scenario, he still had ample intelligent weaponry at his disposal.

The explosion of the mine transformed the leading Martial Artist with a Prosthetic Body into debris.

Not waiting for the flames to die down, the Six Dragons Sect envoy was already on the move again.

The essence of “Mobile Combat.” This is the dharma gate of “One Against Many.” You must keep yourself in constant high-speed mobility, constantly shifting on the battlefield to ensure that at any given moment, the enemies you face do not exceed your capability.

It is crucial to prevent the opponents from encircling you.

Otherwise, once caught in a situation “where two hands can’t fend off four,” even the highest Martial Arts skill won’t save a Martial Artist’s life.

This had been the tactical approach Heroes had long used in their struggle against the government.

In this kind of mobile combat, little by little eating away at the enemy’s manpower, one could find a chance to breathe.

After slaughtering another squad of Soldiers, the Six Dragons Sect envoy finally shook off the Pursuers and escaped the encirclement.

Of course, this was predicated on the “complete paralysis of the information command system.” Otherwise, the government, with its immense power, could concentrate its forces on the areas of Hero activity and “Use force to defeat technique,” suppressing any resistance.

The Six Dragons Sect envoy wiped the coolant on his own body’s exterior.

He had seized it from inside the body of an enemy when he pierced through them with his palm.

Although it was merely a drop in the bucket, it was enough to slightly ease his continuously intensively operating Prosthetic Body.

“Synchronization…

failed again.

Damn it, the main server must have been the first to get blown up.

The storage space ‘I’ secretly created with legitimate permissions has been physically destroyed.” The Six Dragons Sect envoy’s voice carried a hint of resentment: “I don’t know whether this is luck or misfortune…”

If the Hero who infiltrated almost simultaneously with him hadn’t blown up the main server, then the command capabilities of this building wouldn’t have been so utterly lost—even if he had swept the building with an EMP, the wired signals could still have been used.

And since the main server and the satellite relay station were far enough apart and had the highest level of electromagnetic protection, he didn’t count on the EMP bomb to take out the main server as well.

But now, the building’s two most critical cores had been crippled.

It was for this reason that the Six Dragons Sect envoy had managed to hold out till now, even gaining the upper hand.

However, this also greatly hindered him from uploading some “special” data.

The hearing organs of the Six Dragons Sect envoy were incredibly sharp.

He could sense the noisy footsteps dozens of meters away.

Yet, he remained still as he waited for his Prosthetic Body to cool down.

“At least, I hope everything goes smoothly on that front…”

……………………………………

“Report, report, the 733rd floor is filled with Iron Dust, and we have lost all command capabilities.

Repeat, we have lost all command capabilities!”

“Report, the enemy seems to have the means to disrupt sonar.

We were not prepared to deal with Iron Dust!”

Bengel held the phone, listening to these messages with an especially gloomy tone: “You incompetents!

So many of you, and yet you can’t handle a single Martial Artist!

One Martial Artist!”

“Sir, it’s not our fault!

The enemy is just too strong!

The defenses on the 733rd floor are no longer tenable…

Wait, what’s that sound…”

“Don’t interrupt…” Bengel scolded.

But at that moment, a faint voice came through the receiver.

“…alone with wounds/Struggling through the storm——blame only the rush of youth for my reckless ways…”

“He’s here!” The other end of the phone suddenly panicked: “The Martial Artist is here!

He’s coming…”

“Idiot!

By making a sound now, he has just revealed his position!

Iron Dust can only block electromagnetic detection,” Bengel roared.

“Can’t you shoot toward the source of the sound?”

“No!

It’s useless!” the Martial Artist cried out in despair.

“Firearms can’t touch this person!

Do you understand?

It’s not the first time he’s used his voice to expose his position.

But, firearms seem to have no effect on him at all—I don’t know why.

Maybe his prosthetic body already allows him to ignore all the firearms we have, or perhaps his reaction speed allows him to dodge all the bullets after hearing the gunshot…”

“Are you an idiot!” Bengel exploded.

“Even the ‘King of Godspeed,’ who has the fastest response time, can’t do that!

Do you know why?

Because a bullet travels faster than sound!”

Bengel’s words did nothing to uplift moral.

Instead, his shouting seemed to have attracted the enemy’s attention.

A song that had been fading away swiftly drew near.

“Raise the wine in your hands… In this life, let us be friends…”

The sound seemed to destroy the last bit of courage the Martial Artist had.

He screamed and kicked out blindly to the side.

But in just a second, all sounds disappeared.

Bengel heard the sound of metal clashing, and a “click.”

“…though the earth may be vast, we shall walk it together…”

It was then that the lyrics barely moved to the next line.

Following that, there was a bit of “wind sound”—perhaps the mic was being lifted.

“Hello hello, today’s Martial Ancestor special playlist relaxation track is ‘Path of Justice,’ an old song dedicated to all the worthless academic tyrants.”

That’s what was said on the phone.

Then, there was the “beep beep” of a busy tone.

Bengel was stunned for a moment, then furiously threw his own handset onto the ground.

“Damn it!”

Tai’a swiftly stepped forward, saying, “Mr.

Bengel, this is no time to be angry.

It seems certain we can’t hold the one hundred thirty-third floor.

The enemy has already created a major advantage with Iron Dust and can come to this floor at any moment.”

“I know…” Bengel said in a low voice.

“Now it’s confirmed, that damn Hero, is a fundamentalist follower of the Martial Ancestor, a typical extremist—haha… hahahaha, I can’t believe I’ve also attracted such a thug!”

Only traditional extremists would use such ancient ballads to frighten their enemies.

“The opponent might not be truly strong, Your Excellency,” Tai’a quickly said upon hearing a hint of “fear” in Bengel’s voice.

“The opponent absolutely does not possess a high-level prosthetic that outperforms in capability.

Only someone of the ‘Kings’ caliber would possess such advanced weapons.

And if the Hero had such a prosthetic, they wouldn’t come here—they would prioritize taking down the Spaceport, or even advancing to the Moon.”

“This so-called ‘invulnerability to bullets’ is probably just placing a speaker within the range covered by the Metal Aerosol, creating a situation where ‘the sound is there but the person is not.’ Alternatively, it could be that the sounds are processed in advance, adding reverb, editing high and low frequencies.

In the Jianghu, these tactics are not uncommon; they are old tactics from the era of the Martial Ancestor.

It’s just that the Protectors rarely use Iron Dust, mostly overwhelming with numbers, so they didn’t realize it immediately.”

Bengel grabbed Tai’a’s hand.

“Mr.

Tai’a, I really am very grateful.

To offer help at such a time… I don’t even know how to express my gratitude.

If you have any interdisciplinary projects related to neuroscience or cognitive science… I am willing to lay down my life and brains in return.”

Tai’a scoffed at this.

While Bengel’s gratitude might not be insincere, his words were weighed down with too much self-interest.

It essentially amounted to trying to leech a project from his subordinate.

—It looks like this guy has already given up hope on “preventing the loss of papers” and is prepared to let go of all signed projects.

—Moreover, since His Excellency Ashur is unlikely to provide him with a spot among the eligible candidates for the Round Table Knights, he has also lost his reason to stay here…

The title “Holy Knight” is awarded to Official Knights who make great contributions at a young age.

The title “Yangtze Knight” means that one has completed several significant projects and is eligible to apply for substantial funding independently.

From a career perspective, Ashur undoubtedly held a high position—as it was said that many Knight Commanders had received the Holy Knight title during their official knight phase.

But if Ashur wouldn’t support Bengel, then all these bright futures were unrelated to Bengel.

Given the current stage, as a “Yangtze Knight,” Tai’a could apply for more funding and resources than Ashur.

At this time, making a “switch” was indeed “a wise bird choosing a tree to nest in.”

However, Tai’a said, “We can talk about this later.

Right now, the most important thing is to protect the most valuable assets within this building and prevent any further losses.”

Bengel nodded.

“Indeed… Everyone knows, the followers of the Martial Ancestor are very staunch, honorable yet willing to risk their lives.

He will definitely come.”