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

Chapter 191 The Obsidian Order and News from the Front Lines
City of Light, Nanxing Street.

In the dimly lit, stinking alley, a six-person team dressed in silver-gray clothing carefully stopped in front of an underground bar called Wilderness Roots.

"Sister Firefly, this should be the place the mission mentioned." A petite, inexperienced girl, who wasn't even an apprentice yet, looked at the city map on her smartwatch and pointed to the underground bar.

"Very good. This is your first mission. It's only a D-level mission, and the target is just an intermediate apprentice. As long as the five of you work together, you have a chance to complete the mission with the basic martial arts skills taught at the martial arts school." The Firefly Emperor, who was also not tall and had pigtails, nodded and looked at the five newbies. "Don't be afraid during the battle. I'll back you up. You just need to fight according to the battle strategy taught by Master Xiaoyuan."

"clear."

"The two of us went up to entangle him, while the other three took the opportunity to shoot him from behind."

The five newbies were all excited. They didn't expect to have such an exciting game on their first day. It was like being a cop chasing a thief.

"That's it."

The Firefly Emperor listened to the five people's plan. Although it seemed a bit strange, it was generally fine.

"rush!"

"Open the door! It's room check!"

The five newbies, who weren't even apprentices yet, rushed into the underground bar without saying a word, shouting as they went.

The revelers in the bar were all taken aback when they saw five newbies dressed in silver-gray outfits suddenly enter. Although everyone in the bar was an apprentice, the silver-gray long-sleeved T-shirts were probably known to everyone in the entire Nanxing Street.

Because that was the symbol of the Obsidian Martial Arts School, it proved that these five people, who were not even apprentices, were very likely disciples of the Obsidian Martial Arts School.

"What are the people from the Obsidian Martial Arts Academy doing here all of a sudden?"

"Are they here to collect rent? But wasn't the rent paid more than ten days ago?"

"That was given to the Twin Heads Gang, and now that the Obsidian Martial Arts School has taken over, they might want it back again."

"Poor Mr. Bass, I heard that after the Twin Heads Gang was gone, many Lizardmen left South Street, which made his business much quieter. If he has to collect rent again, he'll have worked for nothing this month."

The undocumented vagrants in the bar were all talking amongst themselves as they watched the five players, never expecting that the Obsidian Martial Arts School would take over all of the Twin Heads Gang's affairs so quickly.

"Where is Blackhand Patch?" a new recruit carrying an A6-level round shield asked the somewhat dazed lizardman bartender.

"Looking for Patch?" The lizardman bartender carefully pointed to a private room not far away and said in the human language, "Patch is still negotiating business with someone right now."

As soon as the lizardman finished speaking, the five newcomers rushed forward, which surprised everyone present.

"What do the people from the Obsidian Martial Arts School want with Black Hand Patch?"

"I heard that Obsidian Martial Arts School has been recruiting recently. Could it be that they're planning to recruit Black Hand Patch?"

"No way, Blackhand Patch is a rogue, notoriously ruthless, and he's only a mid-level apprentice. There's no need for the Obsidian Martial Arts School to make such a fuss."

"Could it be that they want to talk business with Black Hand Patch?"

“That’s possible. Black Hand Patch knows many merchants on Nanxing Street. Now that Obsidian Martial Arts School has taken over Nanxing Street, many lizardman merchants want to leave. These are all big rent collectors. If Black Hand Patch secretly warns them, those lizardmen might stay. After all, gangs are easy to hide from, but these jackals are not so easy to deal with.”

The reason why major gangs turn a blind eye to troublesome wanderers is largely because they need to use these wanderers to handle some issues that are difficult to deal with in public.

The most typical example is the merchants in the territories of various factions. If these merchants go to other factions, it is considered a provocation to the local gangs. However, if the wanderers take action in secret, it will not cause a conflict between the two gangs.

Five newcomers arrived at the door of the private room. One of them opened the door, and the other two, carrying A6-level round shields, rushed in. The remaining three took out A6-level arrows and threw them into the air.

"Who are you?!"

"Don't you know this is Black Hand Patch's private box?"

Inside a private room of less than ten square meters, a demonic man wearing A5-level protective gear, nearly three meters tall, and with six arms roared in dissatisfaction.

However, what awaited Blackhand Patch was two shields crashing down on him. Although Blackhand Patch was furious, his skills as a rogue were not bad. He directly slapped them away with one palm each, and almost simultaneously grabbed the four A6-grade scimitars he was carrying with his remaining four arms.

But at that moment, the three newcomers at the door also struck the tail of the A6-level arrow with their palms.

boom!
Three beams of light instantly illuminated the entire dimly lit bar.

As the three beams of light dissipated, Black Hand Patch collapsed to the ground, his body riddled with three bowl-sized holes, blood gushing out and staining the floor of the private room. The lizardman, who was still negotiating business nearby and was also a mid-level apprentice, was completely dumbfounded, utterly bewildered by what had happened.

"Mission accomplished."

"This D-rank mission isn't difficult at all. How about we take on a C-rank one later for fun?"

"I thought we were poor enough, but I didn't expect this guy to be even poorer. He didn't even have a single A6-level weapon or piece of equipment on him."

"What are you thinking? It's a D-rank mission. You're lucky if you even get any loot. Do you think you're some kind of big shot who can just explore the wilderness at will?"

Ignoring the terror and the shouting crowd in the bar, the five newcomers began digging into Black Hand Patch's body. They chatted as they did so, their faces showing an indescribable joy and nonchalance.

This scene caused a chill to run down the spines of the people in the bar who were initially terrified. They looked at the five people, who were not even apprentices, as if they were monsters, filled with fear.

This fear wasn't about the five men instantly killing Black Hand Patch, but rather about their indifference. This indifference was as if they didn't consider Patch and the others as human beings at all, and even viewed killing Black Hand Patch as merely a good thing—clearly not a normal human state of mind.

"demon!"

Suddenly, someone in the bar said something that made everyone present want to leave immediately, not wanting to stay there for even a second longer.

Just as a half-scaled man, whose strength was close to that of an advanced apprentice, paid his bill and left, another group of people dressed in silver-gray clothing rushed in.

These people were significantly more impressive than the five newcomers from before. Not only did they number six, but each of them was also wearing A6-level armor.

"Confirm the target!"

"on!"

The six newbies, clad in A6-level armor, attacked the half-scaled man the moment they saw him.

Unlike the previous five, these six newbies were like comrades-in-arms who had worked together for many years, attacking simultaneously from six different positions, each with a lightning palm strike.

With six palms unleashed simultaneously, even a half-scaled man whose strength was close to that of an advanced apprentice could only barely deflect two of the palms. The remaining four palms struck him, taking him away instantly.

"Target confirmed dead, let's move on to the next mission."

The six men looked at the fallen half-scaled man but didn't dig up the body; instead, they tapped on the smartwatches on their wrists.

This scene unfolded in the bar in an instant; before people could even react, the half-scaled man was dead.

"My God! He's Iron Tail Shute!"

"What exactly are these people from the Obsidian Martial Arts Academy trying to do?"

"First they killed Blackhand Patch, and now they've taken down Irontail Shutt. Is Obsidian Martial Arts School going to clean up these vagrants in their territory?"

"Clear out the vagrants? Has Obsidian Martial Arts School gone mad? This is tantamount to making enemies of the entire city's vagrants!"

Everyone was shocked as they watched the six Obsidian Martial Arts Academy members turn and leave quickly, unable to understand why the Obsidian Martial Arts Academy would act so recklessly.

They just wiped out the Twin Heads Gang, and their territory hasn't even warmed up yet, and they're already cleaning out the wanderers. They're a bunch of lunatics.

At the same time, the same thing was happening not only on Nanxing Street, but also on Qianxing Street, which was previously occupied by the Tiexin Gang.

Large groups of Obsidian Martial Arts School disciples dressed in silver-gray uniforms moved in and out of three blocks. Although these Obsidian Martial Arts School disciples were not very strong, the Obsidian Martial Arts School was indeed clearing out the wanderers in its territory.

"What is the Obsidian Martial Arts School thinking? Those wanderers are outlaws. Isn't the Obsidian Martial Arts School afraid of retaliation from these outlaws?"

"However, without these loiterers in the neighborhood, and with people from the Obsidian Martial Arts School patrolling, the neighborhood's security seems to have improved considerably."

"Small businesses that open shops at the Obsidian Martial Arts Academy are in luck. Usually, those big businesses often cooperate with the wanderers to clean them up. Now that the Obsidian Martial Arts Academy is blocking them, those big businesses can only compete with them normally."

The residents on the street were surprised by the Obsidian Martial Arts School disciples who kept running past, but they were also very happy. The Obsidian Martial Arts School was actually willing to clear out these wanderers, and the safety level of the neighborhood had obviously risen to a new level.

The news of Obsidian Martial Arts Academy clearing out the vagrants from its territory quickly spread throughout the suburbs, causing a stir among many factions.

Inside a five-story shop on the outskirts of the city.

Mans from the White Feather Gang slowly walked to the roof of the fifth floor. Although his movements were very careful and gentle, the excitement and agitation on his face were completely undisguised.

"Boss, good news." Mans came up to Isaac and whispered, "The Obsidian Martial Arts Academy has gone mad for some reason. They're clearing out the wanderers in their territory. Now all the wanderers in the city are gathering. It looks like they're planning to take revenge on the Obsidian Martial Arts Academy."

"Wanderers? They're nothing but rats in the gutter, utterly useless." Isaac closed his eyes, completely unconcerned.

“Chief, these wanderers may not be a threat, but they can still wear down the Obsidian Martial Arts School. After all, the number of wanderers far exceeds the combined forces of the four major powers, and some of them are martial artists. If these people keep attacking in secret, even the Obsidian Martial Arts School, which has eight martial artists stationed there, will probably be in trouble,” Mans said with a smile. “Moreover, we cooperated with the Red Moon Merchant Guild the day before yesterday, and a new batch of supplies has arrived. Today, we might be able to help a few of our newly trained hundreds of assassins break through to become martial artists. Then, our White Feather Gang can officially enter the suburbs.”

"Hmph, that greedy Red Moon Merchant Guild! What I gave them was more than enough to create twenty or thirty martial artists, yet they only gave me that little bit of resources. I'll make them pay for this sooner or later!" Isaac snorted after hearing this, feeling a bit angry at the Red Moon Merchant Guild's greed.

"Don't worry, Chief. Whether it's the Obsidian Martial Arts School or the Red Moon Merchant Guild, they will be crushed under our White Feather Gang sooner or later!" Mans said confidently. "The Obsidian Martial Arts School was just lucky to discover the secret of Crimson Moon Mountain, which resulted in the creation of a few martial artists. They have no idea that what they obtained was only the tip of the iceberg. The good stuff has already been taken away by us."

Isaac, who was sitting cross-legged, remained noncommittal. After all, the Crimson Moon Mountain had been secretly managed by the White Feather Gang for many years. If it weren't for the Azure Sparrow Gang's spies discovering the micro-energy veins in the open, he would have continued to operate in secret, constantly accumulating power, until finally taking over the entire City of Light.

He originally thought that by using a small amount of his strength in the battle at Crimson Moon Mountain, he could defeat the Azure Sparrow Gang without attracting too much attention, and then continue to develop in secret. Unexpectedly, the Obsidian Martial Arts School suddenly appeared and seized Crimson Moon Mountain, which disrupted his plans.

The fact that Obsidian Martial Arts Academy now has so many martial artists means they've all discovered the secrets of Crimson Moon Mountain. Fortunately, he's already taken all the real benefits from Crimson Moon Mountain, so the remaining benefits are negligible.

Isaac then opened his eyes and took out a letter from the Martial Arts Association.

"Take a look."

"Chief, does the Martial Arts Association have some plans?"

"It's not that the Martial Arts Association made arrangements, but rather that the news from the front lines, along with the mobilization order issued by the City of Light, have probably all been delivered to the major powers."

(End of this chapter)