Harry Potter, the savior of Night City

"Get out of the way!"

Harry called out to Rebecca, who snapped out of her daze and hopped to the right. A huge boulder grazes her shoes and crashes down where she had just been standing.

"How do you shoot this?!" Rebecca fired at the creature. Although each shot embedded the bullet into its skin, it was useless. The monster's subcutaneous armor was as hard as a tank. Even if a bullet could penetrate its subcutaneous armor, it wouldn't affect it at all. It seemed that either the pain modulator had turned its pain perception to zero, or those idiot researchers in biotechnology had degenerated its pain nerves.

"Just hide, and maybe take the opportunity to blast those eyeballs out!" Ha used his reinforced tendons to jump onto the roof next to him and started shooting at the monster. "Damn, this guy isn't afraid of electric shocks."

"Can't hit it! Damn, this monster is too tall!" Rebecca hid behind a transformer and shot at the monster's head, but unfortunately, its six-meter height made the Sadara in Rebecca's hand not very useful to it. Even if the charged shot could make the bullet hit its four prosthetic eyes with greater kinetic energy, it would only leave scratches on them at most.

The monster, impatient with the two little mice on the ground, grabbed the ever-responsive robot and hurled it at the transformer where Rebecca was hiding. Rebecca immediately ran to the other side, but she was clearly no match for the robot. The robot slammed into the transformer, unleashing a massive surge of electricity. Sparks flew from Rebecca's brain, causing it to temporarily shut down.

"Oh no!" Harry saw Rebecca lying unconscious on the ground and immediately activated Sinwiss to jump down from the building. Under the influence of adrenaline, he ran even faster. Harry picked up Rebecca and ran towards the roof. At this moment, the most unexpected thing happened. A fist slammed into Harry's face. Harry stopped abruptly, but due to inertia, he still crashed into the monster's hand.

"He was able to react to S.A.W.S.!?"

Harry was horrified. Very few people could react to Swinwick's speed. This monster, six meters tall, should theoretically have a slow reaction time, but this guy could actually react to Swinwick's speed boosted by adrenaline!?

Harry, with one arm around Rebecca whose brain was still sparking, and the other holding the Yinglong sword, fired at the monster. Under Sianwistan's influence, he was significantly faster than the monster, until...

"roar!"

A green light emanated from the monster's body, and then its body began to produce afterimages just like Harry's. It realized that it also had a S'anwestein and had learned how to activate it!

Harry's speed advantage completely disappeared; the monster's punches were now faster than Harry's. Harry could only dodge the monster's punches while running towards areas with more cover, hoping that more cover would prevent the monster from hitting them.

Then, something Harry never expected happened: the monster suddenly laughed. He laughed, and then the monster raised his arm, revealing a projectile launcher with a caliber the same as a tank cannon barrel on his forearm.

"Damn it, who the hell would think of that!"

Harry was almost laughing in anger. This BYD had even linked the projectile to the gorilla's arm. The 350mm caliber projectile was fired at Harry, who could only keep running. The flames and shockwaves from the exploding projectile licked his back, burning his clothes and exposing S.A.S.'s back. He couldn't fight it, he couldn't fight it at all. The only way now was to get out of here and lure this thing out into the street. Then the Terrorist SWAT team would come and kill it.

Thinking this, Harry changed direction and rushed outwards. The monster also noticed Harry's intention and suddenly lunged forward to block Harry's path. Harry had no choice but to stop. He could hardly run anymore. The Sinwiss's machine spirit was already at a red temperature, which was more than three times its set output time. The light on the Sinwiss on Harry's back had turned red. It was now operating at overload and was about to smoke.

Harry had no choice but to stop Sianwistan. As soon as he stopped, he was overcome by a wave of dizziness, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose. This was a sign that Sianwistan had overloaded itself.

"I'll hit your mother..."

Harry was almost in despair. He was still holding Rebecca, who was sparking and crackling, and he couldn't gain any advantage over her. In fact, he was at a disadvantage.

He suddenly realized that he wasn't just good at shooting...

Harry conjured a wand and unleashed it on the monster, shouting, "Petrify them all!"

The monster looked at the little mouse holding a wooden stick, scratched his head, and almost laughed out loud. Then, a beam of white light shot out from the tip of the stick and hit him. He instantly felt something was wrong; he couldn't move his limbs, as if every joint was cemented shut. He could only watch helplessly as the little mouse ran away and put another mouse into the house. He was furious and began to exert all his strength. The enormous force made his body slowly twist. Finally, with a crisp "crack," his body shattered as if something had broken off. Magic fragments fell to the ground from his skin and then disappeared.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. The good news was that he had no magical resistance; the bad news was that he could break free from the magic. However, it was enough to keep him contained.

Harry ran toward the monster, who was also charging toward him. Just as the monster was about to punch Harry, Harry immediately cast a petrification charm on it, petrifying the monster's body once again. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he immediately jumped onto the monster's fist and ran up its arm. Just as he reached its shoulder, the monster broke free of Harry's charm, roared angrily, and reached out to slap its arm. Harry hurriedly dodged, jumped forward, grabbed the monster's neck, and pressed his face against the prosthetic eye on the back of the monster's head.

Harry's mantis-shaped blade shot out from his arm and plunged down hard into his prosthetic eye. "It might be dark for a while!"

The mantis knife was inserted into the prosthetic eye, destroying the internal optic nerve. Because it was inserted deep enough, it destroyed both of the monster's prosthetic eyes in one go.

"roar!!"

It was completely enraged, pounding its fists on the spot where Harry was. Harry could only dodge the punches by sticking the mantis knife into its neck and constantly casting the petrification spell. But the monster was breaking free of the petrification spell in less and less time, and it was about to become completely immune.

"Look this way, a monster!"

A small, green-haired figure stood in front of the monster, picked up the Sadara, charged it at the monster's toes, and fired. The spiked bullet tore through the flesh of the monster's foot, successfully attracting the monster's attention.

The monster ignored Harry, who was still hanging on the back of its head, and instead slammed its hands down on Rebecca, who was attacking its feet. Rebecca suddenly thought of something and instead of jumping out, she jumped behind the monster's calves, wrapped her Salada around its calves, grabbed the ends of the Salada with both hands, and held on tightly.

"Harry! Hurry!"

Rebecca shouted to Harry, who immediately climbed back onto the monster's neck with the Mantis Knife, raising his hands high. The Mantis Knife's mechanical spirit was extremely angry at the monster before it; the hardness of its blade had increased several times more unscientifically, far exceeding any known material. The blade edge slowly thinned to the molecular level, flames erupting from it.

"Go to Satan, monster!"

The twin blades slashed down fiercely, severing the monster's neck as easily as cutting butter. His head rolled to the ground, but no blood gushed from the cut, because the tissues had been burned to death by Harry's Mantis Knife.

But the monster's movements didn't stop; its fists were still swinging, its legs were still moving. Rebecca clung tightly to the monster's legs, refusing to let go, while Harry kept dodging the punches that came flying at him.

"You motherfucker, is that really necessary?!"

"How can someone live without their head?!"