The Fourth Disaster: People become gods through high martial arts and gaming

Chapter 142: Madness and Seeking Help

Green sky, main street in the suburbs.

Nearly an hour after the Nine Street Gang ended the fight, hundreds of suburban gang and family members wearing A6-level armor also returned from the pursuit.

"Braji, what's going on with you? Where are the other members of your team?" Jasvi, a burly leader of the Three-Eyed Tribe, asked curiously as he looked at the Nine Street Gang, whose number was obviously much smaller.

As the burly man from the Three-Eyed Clan asked, members of other forces present couldn't help but look at the Nine Street Gang curiously.

They found that the number of members of the Jiujie Gang was indeed smaller than when they left. There were originally more than 50 people, but now there are less than 40 people, and everyone's face looked unhappy.

"It's nothing. Some brothers died while fighting against the gray-clothed demon." Bragi said calmly.

"Gray Demon? Is there really such a thing?" Jasvi asked curiously, "Isn't that an excuse for those wild gangs to break into the city?"

"Those wild gangs aren't lying." Bragi glanced at Jasvi and explained, "Those humans in silver-gray clothing are a bunch of lunatics. They have no idea what death is. If we don't handle it well, they'll all perish together."

Jasvi is a master from the Orsen family in Wanxing City. The Orsen family is also one of the top five warrior families in the suburbs of Wanxing City, and its overall strength is not inferior to that of the Jiujie Gang.

Normally, the two forces have trade exchanges and there are no conflicts, so this time the task of intercepting the wild gangs, this street will be mainly responsible by the two families.

Other large gangs and families in the suburbs only provide some manpower, and can also determine whether the people who come are members of major forces who are allowed to enter the city this time.

The two of them are here and can be said to be at the same level.

"What a shame! I should have stayed," Jasvi sighed. "We went into the city to chase those people, and although we killed them all, we didn't gain anything else. They were all looted by those who entered first. We have no decent weapons or equipment, and no potions. It was a complete waste of time. We should have stayed and seen what that gray-clad demon looks like."

"It's a pity, but we have already killed all the gray-clothed demons. If you want to see them, you can only look through the pile of corpses over there." Bragi said proudly.

"I was just saying it. It's just a human gang in the wild. How strong can it be?" Jasvi said with a smile, unconcerned. "My trip to the city wasn't completely fruitless. I heard a lot of news, one of which will definitely shock you."

"What news?" Bragi asked curiously.

"You know the street leading to the city in the west, right?" Jasvi said mysteriously.

"Of course I know. The area is mainly guarded by the Isher family. Is there any problem?" Braji asked curiously.

The Iser family is recognized in Wanxing City and can be ranked among the top two warrior families in the suburbs. Its overall strength is even stronger than that of the Jiujie Gang.

"Someone over there broke through, and more than ten people ran into the city. We haven't caught them yet, and we've lost more than a dozen people. Now they're jumping up and down in panic." Jasvi said with a smile, "People always say how powerful the Isser family is, but now it seems they're just that powerful. Breaking through would be one thing, but more than ten people ran into the city, and we couldn't catch them. Instead, more than ten people died. Now they've become a joke."

"Do you know if they are from the wild gang or the suburban gang?" Braji couldn't help but be surprised.

The six entrances and exits of the Green Sky are all guarded by a similar number of personnel. Regardless of whether they are guarded by the Iser family or not, the fact that they were able to break through and leave the Iser family helpless is enough to attract attention.

"They didn't say anything when I talked to them using my smartwatch. They just knew that the group was very powerful. Although there were not many of them, each of them was a top-notch expert." Jasvi shook his head.

"Although there are not many people, each of them is a top-notch master?" After hearing this, Braji felt for some reason that what these people said was very similar to the silver-gray demon he had seen.

There are also not many of them, and each of them is a top-notch master, but their weapons and equipment are very poor. If all the gray-clothed demons are wearing A6-level armor, the result of the battle will definitely be tragic.

Just when Bragi was about to say something, he suddenly noticed a group of people rushing towards him from the street in the distance. Each of them was extremely fast and was obviously not comparable to ordinary apprentices.

"I don't know what's going on tonight. Why are there so many desperate people running here?" Jasvi complained, looking at the figures less than 400 meters away. "Now I can't even rest. This time, you go, or me?"

"Wait a minute, these people look familiar to me." Braji looked at the figures that were less than three hundred meters away and felt that they looked familiar.

None of them were tall and wore hoods. Although it was dark, under the moonlight, one could vaguely see that they were all wearing silver-gray clothes.

"The gray devil! It's the gray devil!" Bragi looked at the figure running towards him and stood up.

"Are they the gray demons you mentioned?" Jasvi looked at the surprised Bragi and couldn't help laughing. "My old brother, you are too cautious. Otherwise, leave this to me."

A team of no more than 2 people, each holding a B-level arrow in their hands, and not even a piece of protective gear on their body. For such a team, Jasvi had no idea what Braji was wary of.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you this time. Be careful of them, these gray-clothed demons are all very powerful." Braji nodded and did not object. He was exhausted in the previous battle and has not recovered yet. It is appropriate to let Jasvi and others take action.

"Alright, leave it to us." Jasvi stood up and instructed the people behind him, "Everyone, prepare to fight. Let these gray-clad demons know who is the real demon between us and them!"

Hundreds of people from the major suburban forces who had just returned also laughed.

These gray-clothed demons, with only more than thirty people, dared to challenge hundreds of fully armed quasi-warriors. They were simply courting death.

Meanwhile, at the search and rescue team camp on the other side, "Old Mu, the people from the Obsidian Martial Arts School are here again!" Hou Fei hurriedly said, pulling Qin Mu up.

"Are those people from the Obsidian Martial Arts School crazy? Why are they still here?" Qin Mu, who had just rested, woke up after hearing this. He couldn't believe that the people from the Obsidian Martial Arts School dared to come.

"I don't know either. Anyway, they have already started killing each other." Hou Fei spread his hands, indicating that he didn't know what the Obsidian Martial Arts School was thinking, and they actually came here to die again.

As Hou Fei and Qin Mu arrived at a distance of five or six hundred meters, they found that the battle between the two sides was already quite brutal.

Although the garrisoned Jasvi's side had an absolute advantage in numbers, the people from the Obsidian Martial Arts School were completely reckless. As long as one of them got a chance, he would hug a garrisoned Three-Eyed Tribe member, and the other would take the opportunity to fire a laser beam and kill both of them at the same time, without any hesitation.

Especially the one man and two women who were charging in the front. The three of them cooperated with each other to kill the people on Jasvi's side as if it were a game. One person attracted the attention, while the other one would slap them on the back, or a B2-level arrow would pierce their chest. It was impossible to defend against them.

As for the furious Jasvi and the Feather Clan man wearing B1-level armor on the other side, although they were able to overwhelm the three of them, the three of them did not bother to fight them at all. They circled the crowd and focused on killing other prospective warriors.

By the time the battle was completely over, more than 30 people from the Obsidian Martial Arts School were wiped out, and only more than 80 people were left from the hundreds of people on Jasvi's side. More than 30 people died, which was even more tragic than the previous battle of Bragi.

"Madman! Madman!" Jasvi looked at the dead members of the Obsidian Martial Arts School and couldn't help but curse loudly.

If the two sides had just engaged in a normal fight, the losses on his side would definitely not have been so great, but no one knew what had happened to the people from the Obsidian Martial Arts School. Each of them clearly didn't want to live anymore, and they fought with the idea of ​​dying together from the very beginning.

This kind of battle was definitely the first time he had ever seen it in his life.

"Calm down my brother, at least we won the battle on the battlefield and didn't let them break through." Braji persuaded.

In fact, he was also very surprised about this battle. He didn't expect that this group of gray-clothed demons would fight completely unconventionally and would die together.

Fortunately, it was Jasvi and his men who took the lead this time. If it was their Nine Street Gang, the losses would probably be just as heavy.

"Were they all wiped out again?" Qin Mu looked at all the members of the Obsidian Martial Arts School who had died with an ugly expression. He didn't understand what Lin Qi, the school master, was thinking. One by one, the young masters of the human race were killed in vain. Their deaths were completely worthless.

Then nearly another hour passed.

"Fuck! Why is this gray-clad demon here again?" Jasvi looked at the familiar voice and familiar attire, and said with an extremely grim expression, "Braji, it's your turn this time!"

In one battle with the gray-clothed demon, although all the gray-clothed demons were wiped out, more than 30 people were lost. This is no joke. These were all quasi-warriors and the foundation of gang families. Normally, only a few would die in a month, but now more than 30 people died in one night.

If he died again, he would not be able to explain to his superiors.

"My brother, aren't you going too far? There are so many gray-clothed demons, and you have the nerve to let our team of less than forty people charge forward?" Bragi said angrily.

In terms of the number of deaths, their Nine Street Gang has more people than the Orson family. Among the more than 30 people who died before, more than half were from other gangs. Now there are more than 30 gray-clothed demons, and there are less than 40 people on his side. The number of people is not much of an advantage. If a fight really breaks out, the casualties are simply unimaginable.

"Then we can go together, right?" Jasvi took a look at the number of people in the Nine Street Gang. If they had another battle with the Gray Demon, Bragi would definitely fight him to the death.

"Okay, let's go together!" Bragi didn't object.

Then Braji and Jasvi led hundreds of members and attacked the group of gray-clad demons again.

"Old Mu, the people from the Obsidian Martial Arts School are here again!" Hou Fei pulled Qin Mu up again.

"Again?" Qin Mu felt unwell.

Less than ten minutes later, the battle between the two sides ended. This time, both Braji and Jasvi had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

"Madmen! These damn lunatics!" Jasvi's eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't help but roar, "Where on earth did these damn lunatics come from!"

Braji was silent, looking at the gray-clothed demons that were all dead on the ground. For some reason, he suddenly understood why the members of the wild gang were so scared.

Although they wiped out all the gray-clothed demons in this battle, there were only seventy-one people left on their side.

If the gray-clad demons come in another wave, they will probably be destroyed soon.

"Jasvi, ask for help. There are too many people among these gray-clothed demons. I'm afraid we will find it difficult to withstand two or three more waves." Bragi took the initiative to suggest.

"Okay, let's ask for help." Jasvi nodded helplessly.

Although asking for help from above will make many people laugh at you,
But if they continued to fight, they would really be killed. If there were only three of them wearing B1-level armor facing more than thirty gray-clothed demons, it would be difficult for them to guarantee their survival.

The two of them then informed the city's higher-ups of the current situation, hoping that they would send more people over.

(End of this chapter)