Peter had already reached the seventieth floor of the Cyanbi Building, holding Saburo Arata's prized sword, Jue, in his hand. The once-pristine weapon had already claimed the lives of countless armed personnel.
"Stop him! Don't let him get through!"
"Impossible! This can't be happening!"
"Ah! Oh Kasang (mother)! Someone help us!"
Peter moved with deadly precision, each swing of his blade cutting down his enemies like they were paper. His path was marked by chaos and carnage. The heavily armored guards, trained and seasoned in combat, fell one by one, powerless against his relentless assault.
By the time Peter finished clearing the seventieth floor, more than twenty guards lay dead. Blood stained the walls and floors, and the silence that followed was deafening.
"Layer by layer, floor by floor. If you're a man, go down one hundred floors," Peter muttered to himself, his eyes glinting with cold determination.
Saburo Arata's sword was a masterpiece. It had cut through heavy armor, advanced drones, and fortified barriers without a single scratch on its edge.
"Tsk. No wonder Saburo kept this blade close for decades. It's as if it was made for this," Peter said, wiping the blade clean with a piece of cloth. He stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the next floor, ready to continue his massacre.
Meanwhile, in the surveillance room on the ground floor, Laixuan Arata watched the chaos unfold through the monitors. His face was pale, and his stomach churned at the grisly scenes displayed on the screen.
The floors Peter had passed through were now graveyards, littered with the dismembered bodies of his men. Even the drones and automated defenses were no match for Peter's blade and combat prowess.
Takemura Goro, a seasoned warrior himself, couldn't hide his unease. He had seen battlefields and massacres before, but nothing compared to this.
"This… this is insanity," Goro muttered, his hands trembling slightly.
"Lord Laixuan, we need to evacuate immediately! That madman is already on the ninth floor!" Goro urged, his voice filled with urgency.
Laixuan hesitated for a moment, but the sheer terror in Goro's voice convinced him. "Fine. Let's go."
On the first floor, Peter finally emerged from the elevator. His suit was drenched—not with his own sweat or blood, but with the aftermath of his ruthless efficiency. He had spared no one. The armed guards were dead, their limbs scattered across the building.
Only the elite NCPD anti-terrorist unit had been spared, though unconscious and incapacitated.
"No need to kill them," Peter murmured. "They're just doing their job, protecting the poor of this city. Not like the mercenaries upstairs."
He walked calmly to the front steps of the building, but just as he stepped outside, a massive figure blocked his path.
It was Adam Smasher.
Peter's eyes lit up. "Well, well. I thought you'd already fled with Laixuan. Guess I was wrong."
The towering cyborg glared at Peter, his voice a deep mechanical growl. "Impressive, little bug. But your luck ends here. Let's see what kind of tricks you have to walk out of here alive."
Peter smirked, resting Jue on his shoulder. "Little bug? You've been out of the game for too long, Adam. What was it? Sixty years since your last real fight? No wonder you're still compensating with all that chrome."
Adam's mechanical fists clenched, and his heavy steps cracked the concrete beneath him. "You'll pay for that, insect."
Peter's gaze dropped to a part of Adam's body that no longer existed. A sly grin spread across his face. "Oh, I see. That's why you're so angry. Lost something important, did you?"
Adam roared in fury. "Shut up! You'll regret saying that!"
The cyborg charged, his massive frame moving faster than seemed possible. Each step shook the ground, and Peter braced himself, gripping the hilt of Jue tightly.
"You think brute strength is enough to stop me? Bring it on, Adam. Let's see if you've still got what it takes," Peter taunted, his voice steady despite the imminent clash.
Decades ago, Adam Smasher had been one of the most feared mercenaries in the world. But a devastating mission had left him gravely injured, forcing him to replace most of his body with cybernetic enhancements.
Now, he was more machine than man, a twisted shadow of his former self. His hatred for humanity festered over the years, fueling his obsession with power and destruction.
To him, Peter was just another insignificant insect to crush.
But Peter wasn't just anyone.
As Adam swung his massive fist, Peter sidestepped effortlessly, the blow smashing into the ground and creating a crater. Peter countered with a swift strike, Jue slicing through Adam's armor like butter.
Sparks flew as the blade connected with the cybernetic titan. Adam staggered back, his sensors blaring warnings of critical damage.
"Is that all you've got?" Peter sneered.
Adam growled, his mechanical voice echoing with rage. "You're nothing! Just a bug under my boot!"
He lunged again, unleashing a barrage of attacks, but Peter was faster. Each swing of Adam's massive fists missed its mark, while Peter's blade found every weak point in his armor.
"You rely too much on your chrome, Adam," Peter said, dodging another attack. "No amount of cyberware can replace skill."
The fight raged on, the ground shaking with each clash. Adam's strength was immense, but Peter's speed and precision gave him the upper hand.
Finally, with one last strike, Peter severed Adam's arm at the shoulder. The giant cyborg fell to his knees, sparks and hydraulic fluid spraying from the wound.
"It's over, Adam," Peter said, standing over his defeated opponent. "You've lost."
Adam looked up at him, his glowing red eyes dimming. "You think… you've won? This city… this world… it'll eat you alive."
Peter turned away, sheathing Jue. "Maybe. But not today."
As Adam's systems shut down, Peter walked away, leaving the ruined Cyanbi Building behind. The streets were silent, the chaos he had wrought a testament to his resolve.
"Time to regroup with the others," Peter muttered to himself.
He disappeared into the night, the echoes of his victory reverberating through the empty streets.
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