Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 641 - 206: Astonishing Battle of the Century (Part 2)

The development on the stage gradually started moving in an increasingly abstract direction, evolving from an old man with a cane fighting a middle-aged woman to a superpower battle, leaving the players and Song Zhaomei dumbfounded.

Cyberspace is indeed suitable for players to try out operations that are impossible in reality, serving as a prototype for players entering the old web in the future.

But even for top hacker, Song Zhaomei, it's tough to hold back. She can tell that the two figures on stage are purely 3D models, simple data body programs, and their mutual combat is not physical but involves hurling Demonic Puppets and viruses, which from a realistic standpoint, is just too abstract.

Especially since the opponent, with a Miles-like face, shouted out all sorts of bizarre slogans and moves, making it hard for her to maintain composure.

Potato: "It's out! Unbelievably, both Watergate have possessed him simultaneously!"

"Suddenly, two slightly different phantom figures appeared behind Huang Ban Sanlang, who was already blessed with Eight Gates. His speed was frighteningly fast, attacking all of Miles' phantoms on stage as if teleporting."

The Giant exclaimed: "Is this the Flying Thunder God technique? It's really awesome, I never thought I'd see someone mastering Watergate so well in my lifetime, it's so skillful!!"

Potato: "The real body has caught up! The phantoms of Miles on the field are rapidly decreasing, and Huang Ban Sanlang has charged right into Miles' face! He's throwing a punch!"

"Fast! Strong! Powerful! Powerful! Powerful! Huang Ban Sanlang unleashed Eight Gates all at once, with his strength and dominion increasing more than fifty-fold!"

The Giant: "It's the Kujira! He actually integrated the Huang Ban aircraft carrier into his boxing!"

"Miles seemed somewhat prepared, but it wasn't enough, she couldn't have imagined Huang Ban Sanlang had such strength, and she got beaten to the ground!"

"Faced with the oncoming forceful attack, how will Miles defend? She froze, is this match going to end here?"

On stage, Huang Ban Sanlang shouted even louder

"Miles! You've lost! Succumb to my Double Watergate and Kujira God Fist!"

As the sound fell, the originally intense battle scene suddenly hit a pause button, even the sound on the square stage stopped, with Huang Ban Sanlang's fist merely inches from Miles' face.

But at this moment, Miles' inner monologue sounded

"So strong, such a powerful killer move, feels like the whole world is crashing towards me, how can I withstand...how could I have the power to withstand it?"

"Even if I fight with all my strength, in the end, I would be defeated within five seconds..."

"I've lost...New America has lost...military technology has lost..."

Just as Miles was about to admit defeat, ready to embrace the moment before death, a third-party voice suddenly resonated on the square stage

"Tama, Miles, what are you thinking? Where has your fighting spirit for restoring the American dream gone?"

The voice was somewhat aged and unfamiliar, even Song Zhaomei hadn't heard it before.

Who could it be?

A beam of light shone behind Miles, and appearing was neither Donald Randy nor Elizabeth Criss, but an old man in a wheelchair.

It was the commentator who revealed the identity of the newcomer to the audience

"It's Franklin D. Roosevelt! Roosevelt's apparition has appeared! Oh my god, is President Roosevelt here to help Miles defeat Huang Ban Sanlang?"

Just kill me already!

Song Zhaomei's chaotic mind was beyond words, she just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

It's too embarrassing, why are the people around watching so intently?

But the performance on stage continued regardless of Song Zhaomei's thoughts.

"But...but I cannot think of how to withstand Huang Ban Sanlang's Kujira God Fist, I'm powerless, without the ability and confidence to break Huang Ban Sanlang's ultimate move..."

"Why can't you do it?"

Roosevelt said calmly

"What I was able to achieve, why can't you do it? Come on, trust your instincts, give it your all, and push your final strike with everything. Don't forget how I defeated Neon back in the day..."

"Back then...do you mean..."

Miles seemed to have a realization

Roosevelt continued

"Come on, Miles, we cannot allow Huang Ban to continue treading on American soil, send him to me, Miles, finish off this last WWII Neon demon."

After he finished speaking, Roosevelt's figure vanished, and the actions on stage resumed.

Miles was already prepared to strike, drawing her hands back to her waist and shouting

"509th Composite Group, Venice crew, come out for me!"

Potato: "It's out! The previous dialogue only happened in a millionth of a second in Miles' mind, she has unleashed completely impossible-to-unleash power!"

"Bombardier Kermit, Pilot Sweeney...and a lot of B29 bombers! Could it be! Masaka!"

"Huang Ban Sanlang! Die!" 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"What!"

Watching a large number of B29s roar with engines alongside Miles to attack, Huang Ban Sanlang was taken aback, but could only brace himself and bombard forward.

With Miles' left hand holding the Fat Man and her right hand clenching the Little Boy, she swung both towards the Watergate behind Huang Ban Sanlang.

With a loud bang, the whole stage flashed with blinding light and the sound of explosions, and even though the audience was composed of data bodies, they instinctively shielded their eyes with their hands.

Powerful!

Witnessing the battle of two supreme powers, it's worth dying for!