The Fourth Calamity: People in High Martial Arts, Gods in Games

Chapter 143 Madness and the Plea for Help

A clear, emerald-green sky above the main street of the city's suburbs.

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

"Bragi, what's going on? Where are the rest of your team?" Jasvi, a burly man and leader of the three-eyed tribe, asked curiously, looking at the Nine Streets Gang, whose numbers were noticeably fewer.

As the burly man from the Three-Eyed Clan inquired, members of the other factions present couldn't help but look at the Nine Streets Gang with curiosity.

They discovered that the Nine Streets Gang did indeed have fewer members than when they left. Originally there were more than fifty people, but now there were less than forty, and none of them looked very well.

"It's nothing. Some of our brothers sacrificed themselves while fighting the gray-clad demon," Bragi said calmly.

"The Gray-Clad Demon? Does such a thing really exist?" Jasvi asked curiously. "Isn't that just an excuse for those outlaw gangs to raid the city?"

"Those wilderness gangs weren't lying," Bragi explained, glancing at Jasvi. "Those humans in silver-gray clothes are a bunch of lunatics, completely oblivious to death. If you don't handle them properly, they'll all perish together."

Jasvi is a master from the Aosen family, which belongs to Wanxing City. The Aosen family is one of the top five martial arts families in the suburbs of Wanxing City, and its overall strength is no less than that of the Nine Streets Gang.

Normally, the two factions have trade relations and there is no conflict between them, so this main street is mainly the responsibility of the two factions to intercept the gangs in the wild.

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

The two of them are considered to be at the same level here.

"What a pity. I should have stayed." Jasvi sighed. "We went into the city to chase those people, and although we killed them all, we didn't get anything else. The first people to enter looted everything. We didn't have any decent weapons or equipment, or any medicine. It was a complete waste of time. We should have stayed and seen what that gray-clad demon looked like."

"It's a bit of a pity, but we've wiped out all those gray-clad demons. If you want to see them, you'll have to search through the pile of corpses over there," Bragi said with considerable pride.

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

"What news?" Bragi asked curiously.

"You know the street that leads to the city center on the west side, right?" Jasvi asked mysteriously.

"Of course I know. The area is mainly guarded by the Isher family. Is there some kind of problem?" Bragi asked curiously.

The Isher family is recognized in Wanxing City as one of the top two martial arts families in the suburbs, and their overall strength is even stronger than that of the Nine Streets Gang.

"They broke through the encirclement over there, and more than ten people escaped into the city. They haven't caught up with them yet, and they've lost more than ten men. They're jumping up and down in a panic now," Jasvi said with a smile. "People outside always say how powerful the Isher family is, but now it seems they're nothing special. It's one thing to be broken through, but for more than ten people to escape into the city and not be caught, and instead, more than ten people have died, it's become a joke."

"Do you know which gang it is, whether it's a gang in the wilderness or a gang in the suburbs?" Bragi couldn't help but ask in surprise.

The six entrances to Azure Sky were all guarded by roughly the same number of personnel. Regardless of whether they were guarded by the Yser family, the fact that they were able to break through and leave the Yser family helpless was enough to attract attention.

"When I talked to them using my smartwatch, they didn't say anything, they just knew that the group was very skilled. Although there weren't many of them, each one of them was a top-notch expert." Jasvi shook his head.

"Although there aren't many of them, they are all top-notch experts?" After hearing this, Bragi felt for some reason that these people's descriptions were very similar to the Silver-Gray Demons he had seen.

Although their numbers are small, each member is a top-notch expert, but their weapons and equipment are very poor. However, since all the gray-clad demons are wearing A6-level armor, the outcome of the battle will definitely be very tragic.

Just as Bragi was about to say something, he suddenly noticed a group of people rushing towards him from the distant street. They were all incredibly fast, clearly not like ordinary apprentices.

"I really don't know what's wrong with us tonight. How come so many reckless people have come here?" Jasvi complained, looking at the figures less than four hundred meters away. "Now we can't even rest. Should you go this time, or should I go?"

"Wait a minute, these people look familiar." Bragi looked at the figures less than 300 meters away and felt that they were somewhat familiar.

They were all short and wore hoods. Although it was dark, the moonlight made it possible to vaguely see that they were all dressed in silver-gray clothing.

"The Gray-Clad Demon! It's the Gray-Clad Demon!" Bragi stood up as he saw the figure running towards him.

"Are they the gray-clad demons you were talking about?" Jasvi looked at the somewhat surprised Bragi and couldn't help but laugh. "My old brother, you're too cautious. Why don't you leave this to me?"

A team of no more than thirty people, each carrying B2-level arrows and without any protective gear, made Jasvi completely baffled as to what Bragi was so wary of.

"Alright, I'll leave this to you. Be careful of them; these gray-clad demons are quite strong." Bragi nodded without objecting. He had been quite exhausted from the previous battle and hadn't recovered yet, so it was appropriate for Jasvi and the others to take action.

"Alright, leave it to us." Jasvi stood up and ordered the people behind him, "Everyone prepare for battle. Let these gray-clad demons know who the real demons are!"

The hundreds of members from various suburban forces who had just returned also smiled.

These mere thirty-odd gray-clad demons dared to be so reckless towards their hundreds of fully armed quasi-martial artists.

Meanwhile, on the other side was the search and rescue team's camp.

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

"Are those people from Obsidian Martial Arts Academy crazy? Why are they still here?" Qin Mu, who had just finished resting, was completely awakened upon hearing this, unable to believe that the people from Obsidian Martial Arts Academy would dare to come again.

"I don't know either, but they've already started fighting each other." Hou Fei shrugged, indicating that he didn't know what Obsidian Martial Arts School was thinking, that they would come here to die again.

When 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 fierce.

Although Jasvi's side had an overwhelming numerical advantage, the Obsidian Martial Arts School members were completely reckless. Whenever one of them seized an opportunity, they would grab a member of the Three-Eyed Clan and another would take the opportunity to fire a laser beam, killing both of them without any hesitation.

Especially the man and two women who charged at the front, the three of them worked together to kill Jasvi's people as if it were child's play. One of them would draw attention while the other would strike him on the back or pierce his chest with a B2-level arrow. It was impossible to defend against them.

Enraged Jasvi and the winged man in B1-level armor, though they could overpower the three, didn't bother with them. Instead, they circled the crowd, focusing their attacks on the other potential warriors.

Until the battle was completely over, all thirty-odd people from the Obsidian Martial Arts School were wiped out, and of the hundred-odd people on Jasvi's side, only eighty-odd remained. More than thirty people died, making it even more tragic than the previous battle against Bragi.

"Madman! Madman!" Jasvi shouted, looking at the dead members of the Obsidian Martial Arts School.

If it were just a normal fight, his losses would not have been so great. But the people from the Obsidian Martial Arts Academy seemed to have taken some kind of drug, and they all clearly didn't want to live. From the very beginning, they were fighting with the idea of ​​mutual destruction.

This was the first time in his life he had ever witnessed such a battle.

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"Calm down, my brother. At least we won the battle and didn't let them break through," Bragi advised.

He was actually quite surprised by this battle. He hadn't expected that these gray-clad demons would fight in such an unconventional way, choosing to perish together with each other right from the start.

Fortunately, it was Jassie and his men who went this time. If it had been the Ninth Street Gang, the losses would probably have been just as severe.

"Were they all wiped out again?" Qin Mu stared at the fallen members of the Obsidian Martial Arts Academy, his face grim. He couldn't understand what Lin Qi, the academy's leader, was thinking. One by one, these young human experts were sacrificed in vain, their deaths utterly meaningless.

Then nearly an hour passed.

"Damn it! Why is that gray-clad demon here again?" Jasvi said, his face extremely grim, as he looked at the familiar voice and clothing. "Braggie, it's your turn this time!"

Although the battle with the Gray-Clad Demon resulted in the complete annihilation of the Gray-Clad Demon, the loss of more than thirty people was no joke. These were all quasi-martial artists, the backbone of gangs and families. Normally, only a few would die in a month, but now more than thirty had died in one night.

If he were to die again, he really wouldn't be able to explain himself to his superiors.

"My brother, aren't you going too far? So many gray-clad demons, how can you have the nerve to send a team of less than forty people charging in?" Bragi retorted angrily.

In terms of the number of dead, the Ninth Street Gang has more than the Orson Family. More than half of the thirty-odd people who died before were from other gangs. Now, the Gray Demon has more than thirty people, while his side has less than forty. They are no longer at a significant numerical advantage. If a fight breaks out, the casualties are unimaginable.

"Then can we all come at him together?" Jasvi glanced at the number of people in the Nine Streets Gang. If he were to fight the Gray Demon again, Bragi would definitely come after him.

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

Then Bragi and Jasway led hundreds of members to attack the gray-clad demons once again.

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

"Not again?" Qin Mu felt uneasy.

Less than ten minutes later, the fight ended, and both Bragi and Jasway looked extremely grim.

"Madmen! These damn madmen!" Jasvi roared, his eyes bloodshot. "Where did these damn madmen come from?!"

Bragi remained silent, looking at the gray-clad demons who were all dead on the ground. For some reason, he suddenly understood why the members of those wilderness gangs were so terrified.

Although they wiped out the gray-clad demons in this battle, only seventy-one people remained on their side.

If the Gray Demons launch another attack, their annihilation will likely be imminent.

"Jasvi, let's call for reinforcements. There are too many of these gray-clad demons. We might not be able to hold out for another two or three waves," Bragi suggested.

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

Although asking for help from above would make many people laugh at me.

But if they keep fighting, they'll really lose everyone. If only the three of them, wearing B1-level armor, are left to face more than thirty gray-clad demons, they probably won't be able to guarantee their survival.

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

(End of this chapter)