Harry Potter, the savior of Night City

"You're really unlucky. You only have five minutes left before your shift ends, and you still have to go out on duty."

An NCPD police car was parked on the side of the road, and a slightly overweight officer was reclining in the car, talking on the phone.

"They told me that if I wanted to return the badge so badly, I should just go back to my doghouse and listen to my mom nagging about online shopping and stuff."

"Being a policeman, that's life."

"It's even raining."

The officer sitting in the car was completely unaware of the approaching danger until Lieutenant James's muscular body blocked his view.

The officer looked up and impatiently shooed Lieutenant James away.

"Huh? What are you doing? Get back, do you want to die...?"

James could no longer hear him.

Two dark gun barrels, gleaming with metallic light, slowly pressed against the officer's forehead, as the officer's gaze grew increasingly terrified.

Rostovich DB-2 Sadara Technical Shotgun.

James's finger pressed the trigger, an electric current flashed across the gun, and the electromagnetic acceleration components on the shotgun depress sequentially. Then...

"Bang."

Bullets, as sharp as steel nails, shot out, instantly tearing the officer's head to shreds. Brain matter mixed with blood splattered all over the police car. The powerful impact couldn't dissipate inside the vehicle, and finally shattered the "bulletproof" windows.

"Click."

Casings were ejected from Sadara's magazine.

Behind James, the officers finally reacted, drawing their weapons as if that would save them from certain death.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Bullets struck the lieutenant's body, sending sparks flying, but the lieutenant simply stood there, letting them fire without retaliating or sustaining any wounds.

James's tactical goggles emitted a faint red glow. He moved, braving the NCPD's firepower, turned around, and raised his smart pistol and the projectile launcher on his arm, aiming them at the police officer.

As bullets and projectiles were fired, a police officer's head was blown off one by one. The terrifying firepower finally woke the officer up; the enemy in front of him was no ordinary street thug.

"Fuck it, it's cyberpsychosis, call the Terrorist Response Team!" an officer yelled at his teammates from behind a police car.

The lieutenant ignored them; in fact, his brain couldn't process their voices anymore. In his eyes, he was back on the battlefield, the last member of his squad, facing the enemies surging around him. He glanced down at the amulet Harry had given him, and a burning desire to fulfill their last wishes ignited in his eyes. [Harry: Thank you :)]

A young police officer hid behind the police car next to the lieutenant, his trembling hand holding a gun, waiting for an opportunity.

The gunfire stopped for a moment, and he knew his chance had come.

He suddenly stood up, aimed at the lieutenant's head, and the next step was to pull the trigger, sending the lieutenant to heaven.

However, his expectations were far from ideal. Instead of a promotion after killing the lieutenant, he was met with a mantis knife that sprang from the lieutenant's knee.

The blade sliced ​​through the air, and a head flew through the air, gushing blood.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"

A police officer rushed forward, gun at the ready, roaring, as if the man who had just died was his friend.

Daring to challenge a cyber psychopath without understanding the difference in strength, the only outcome was to receive a knee strike from the lieutenant, splitting him in two from head to tail, with his two halves of the body evenly scattered on the police car.

The trope of a hot-blooded young man suddenly transforming into a hero and achieving a comeback doesn't apply to Night City.

"Buzz—"

A green light shone from behind the lieutenant, and the S.A.S ...

In an instant, everything slowed down, from raindrops to bullet casings.

The lieutenant charged toward the surrounding police officers, leaving only afterimages to trace his path.

The lieutenant raised his gun and fired a shot into the back of each officer's head. The bullets slowly sank into their skulls until Sianwistan's time expired, at which point the officers' heads burst into a cloud of blood. Almost simultaneously, the remaining officers fell to the ground.

The lieutenant stood still, expertly changing bullets as if nothing had just happened.

However, at that moment, a gust of wind swept in from above, casting a red electronic projection on the ground.

The box encloses the lieutenant in the center, and the word "CAUTION" appears behind the lieutenant.

A bullet interrupted the lieutenant's Sadara, while the lieutenant himself had already dodged to the side, raising his gun and firing wildly at the hovercar in the sky.

"Burn his system," the captain of the Terrorist Mobile Unit said.

"That son of a bitch has a military-grade self-defense system."

"We have that too, ready to descend."

As the hovercraft slowly approached the ground, the terrorist mobile unit hackers took the opportunity to continuously infiltrate the lieutenant's system.

"Sizzle..."

Sparks flew from the back of the lieutenant's neck as his personal terminal burned out. His body lurched forward, but he didn't fall; he just stood there, like a robot without power.

"Bang," "Bang," "Bang"

Three members of the Terrorist Mobile Unit landed on the ground and surrounded the lieutenant. They raised their Achilles rifles and fired at the lieutenant continuously. The powerful impact made the lieutenant stagger left and right, and finally he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

The terrorist mobile unit did not let their guard down because of the lieutenant's fall. They formed a triangular formation and slowly approached the lieutenant.

Sure enough, the lieutenant suddenly rolled over and fired two bullets at the heads of the terrorist squad members.

"Da da da da da..."

Every bullet hit them in the head, and none of them even managed to scratch the paint off their helmets.

The lieutenant had no choice but to fire in vain, watching Achilles' gun barrel pressed against his face.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out.

The lieutenant's head fell to the ground, and he seemed to suddenly lose all his strength.

The terrorist squad picked up their guns, and the three of them wouldn't even look at the lieutenant again, as if looking at him would sully their eyes.

"Let those body collectors handle it..."

"Be careful!"

The captain of the terrorist mobile unit had just turned around and hadn't even finished speaking when he heard the hacker's voice in his earpiece. He turned around abruptly to find two pistols already pressed against his prosthetic eyes. His teammates were firing wildly at the lieutenant, but the bullets were blocked by a strange membrane around the lieutenant's body. The amulet on the lieutenant's chest was emitting a blue light, and the bullets couldn't get close to the lieutenant's body at all.

"Bang."

Two bullets shattered the captain's prosthetic eyes, and even though he had adjusted the pain editor, the pain of the bullets entering his skull prevented him from reacting in time.

While the captain was still in a daze, he suddenly felt his hand go lightly. Achilles had been taken by the lieutenant, who hadn't distanced himself, aiming the weapon at the captain's head.

"Bang!"

Six bullets shattered his goggles and prosthetic eye, tearing his head to shreds at its most vulnerable point.

The situation changed so quickly that no one present could react in time.

"Hacker, what the hell are you doing?!"

On the ground, another member of the terrorist mobile unit was swearing loudly over the channel.

"That's not a prosthetic body, I don't know what it is!" The hacker was also bewildered. "I didn't find this on his ICE!"

"Fuck him!" Another team member pulled out a grenade from his waist and threw it at the lieutenant at the right time. But the lieutenant had been on the battlefield for so long, how could he have been sitting there for nothing? He detonated the grenade the moment it flew over. The shockwave from the explosion not only did not hurt the lieutenant, but also helped him create a small cloud of smoke.

"Screech—Bang!" The team behind the lieutenant aimed at the Achilles in the lieutenant's hand and fired, intending to break his weapon.

The bullet burst out, but was still blocked by the thin film next to the lieutenant, though it was clear that the film had faded in color.

The two team members exchanged a glance, understood each other's meaning, and raised their guns to fire at the lieutenant. Although they were not equipped with S. Anvestan rifles, each team member was equipped with a standard Kolenchkov rifle, which also slowed down the time in the user's eyes, but it was not as convenient as the S. Anvestan rifle.

Lieutenant S. Anvestan was already a dead weight in their eyes; they could easily wear him down by Kolenchkov.

Then, the two team members began a high-speed duel with the lieutenant. The lieutenant could hardly hit them, but every bullet they fired hit the shield next to the lieutenant steadily, making the shield thinner and thinner.

With Achilles in one hand and a smart pistol in the other, the lieutenant kept running and changing positions, trying to shake off the two team members. But it was impossible. Without S.A.S., his movements were as slow as a tortoise in the eyes of the two team members. Even if bullets hit them, as long as they weren't blown up in the head by a fully charged Achilles like the captain, they could still withstand the bullets.

The lieutenant could only watch as the membrane around him grew thinner and thinner, and the color of the amulet on his chest faded. He knew, of course, that he could get out of this situation using the Sianwistan, but no matter how he tried to activate it, the burned Sianwistan wouldn't start. His mind was no longer clear, but at this moment, he knew that he was about to perish here.

He activated S.A.S. one last time, his chaotic mind so clearly hoping for a miracle.

......

In Old Wei's clinic, Ohm, who was still modifying his prosthetic body, sensed something.

"I see. How could I possibly disappoint you with a child who was finally born?"

......

A miracle happened.

The light from the S.A.S. behind the lieutenant shone, a blend of gold and green that highlighted his extraordinary presence.

"Hacker!!!" The members of the Terrorist Mobile Squad shouted in despair at the sky. They were so close, so very close to taking him down. At this crucial moment, how could this happen?!

"How is this possible!" The hacker stared in disbelief at the scene before him, forcibly suppressing his shock as he tried to crack the lieutenant's code again, only to find that he couldn't crack it at all, and he couldn't even hack into it!

The lieutenant activated the Sianwaystein, and in an instant, everything around him became quiet, as if time had stood still. Previously, the Sianwaystein had only slowed down time, but now it was practically a standstill.

Without much thought, the lieutenant sprinted off again, thrusting his gun straight into the mouth of the soldier who was roaring to the sky. Fully charged, he fired.

"Bang."

Pull out Achilles and do the same to another teammate.

He looked up at the hovercraft, turned around and took grenades from the arms of two team members, throwing them at the hovercraft while simultaneously firing at it himself.

Time resumed with each round of firing; two team members' heads exploded, and they fell to the ground like their captain.

The grenade was thrown onto the hovercar, and the projectile shattered the driver's window. The hacker snapped out of her daze, picked up the cat beside her, and aimed at the lieutenant. Before she could even pull the trigger, she felt a jolt, and the hovercar began to shake violently as if it were drunk.

The hacker turned around and opened the driver's cab, only to find the driver covered in grenades, with the remains of grenades beside him.

"It's over."

This was the hacker's last thought.

The hovercar spun and plummeted downwards. Its four thrusters kept starting and stopping due to the destruction of the cockpit, and eventually they all stopped spinning altogether.

"boom!"

The hovercar crashed to the ground, and the massive explosion engulfed the lieutenant. He could no longer run; his body, with its numerous military prosthetics, was mostly destroyed because they couldn't withstand the pressure of 99% time stop without a machine soul.

At the last moment, the lieutenant gripped the amulet Harry had given him. As the shield shattered, the lieutenant was thrown into the air, and the amulet turned to dust in his hand.

The lieutenant lay on the ground, looking at everything before him. The light on his goggles flickered in and out before finally fading into darkness.

But the S'anweistein on his back was still glowing, though the light gradually dimmed until it was completely invisible, but it still continued to emit a light...

What legend will it create?