These adults probably never imagined, even until their deaths, that an inconspicuous civilian organization could possess such powerful combat capabilities, nor would they have thought that such an organization would have the extraordinary courage to actually want to kill them.
This surprise attack can be said to have caught them completely off guard.
Facing a limited number of human enemies, after finally clearing out the fat maggots in the municipal residence, Caesar gathered The Witchers for a meeting.
After some discussion, Caesar made a decision—
To support the leader of the hawkish faction within the human army to rise to power.
After all, The Witchers are a spontaneous organization, and many of them are even individuals whose psyches have been twisted due to past persecution by the Blood Clan. People need them to fight the Blood Clan, but at the same time, they fear them.
Moreover, this method of purging the upper echelons is essentially a rebellion. If there isn't someone who can command respect to take over, it will cause a military mutiny.
At that point, it would be impossible to expect to launch a full-scale attack on the Blood Clan; it's likely that humanity's internal affairs would descend into chaos.
So, in the end, they still decided that a hawkish leader from the army should be chosen to take on the position of Commander-in-Chief.
This candidate fell upon a general named Paris.
Paris was a very resolute hawkish leader. He had been ostracized before due to disagreements with these fat maggots over his advocacy for war, and he himself came from a military background, holding high prestige within the army.
The Witchers found him and reached an agreement.
Caesar hoped that Paris could lead the people in a general offensive against the Blood Clan, and during the war, The Witchers would charge ahead, always obeying their command.
Paris expressed slight surprise at The Witchers killing the adults, but ultimately agreed with Caesar, accepting the olive branch extended from his hand.
…
Wow.
Playing up to this point, Furukawa Hirozawa felt his blood boiling.
Who would have thought that a small company like Pokeni could produce such an epic game?
The conflict between humans and the Blood Clan has been intensified, with neither side having any retreat, and the living environment becoming increasingly harsh. Yet, The Witchers have played a crucial role in driving this forward.
The male protagonist's charisma is far less than that of Caesar, the leader of The Witchers, but he also played a pivotal role in various battles.
And every character within it is portrayed exceptionally well.
Furukawa Hirozawa was practically becoming a little fanboy of Caesar.
Such a character, possessing super combat power, wisdom, and decisive action, remained remarkably clear-headed even after seizing power, knowing when to retreat gracefully and return power…
In Japan's history, perhaps only Ryoma Sakamoto could achieve such a feat?
And Ryoma Sakamoto is undoubtedly a hero in the hearts of Japan's people, a legendary figure.
All of this made Furukawa Hirozawa feel the vast epic grandeur.
What has Gen Urobuchi experienced over the past two years?
He's grown too much, hasn't he?
You know, two years ago, Urobuchi Gen was still writing about abusive romance between male protagonist and female protagonist. How is it that now he can write large-scale, epic action game?
…
After returning to The Witcher's base, Sisyphus, the male protagonist, after a brief rest, prepared to attend the rally led by General Paris first thing the next morning.
Night, the bright moon hung high.
Sisyphus, the male protagonist, looked at the moon in the sky and fell into a moment of silence.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?"
Just then, the voice of Mia, the Blood Clan member, came from the corner.
"Humans' yearning for moonlight is the same as the Blood Clan's."
Mia's crimson pupils shimmered as she looked at the moon in the sky, smiling wistfully, "No one wants to be destroyed by the other side. What we do may seem unforgivable to you, but the Blood Clan only does it to survive."
Sisyphus's eyes blurred for a moment, then he gritted his teeth fiercely.
"No! I'm not like you!"
He turned around, approached Mia, and squeezed her arm.
The Blood Clan member now looked so frail and delicate, as if she would break with a single squeeze.
But before this, Furukawa Hirozawa knew very well that Mia's physical abilities were far, far stronger than a human like Sisyphus standing before him.
It was just that she was currently restrained, her power limited.
Mia, wearing silver shackles on her wrists, stared into Sisyphus's eyes, wanting to provoke him, so she could be freed.
But Sisyphus hesitated for a long time, then threw her aside.
Mia laughed mockingly.
"What's the difference between humans and the Blood Clan?"
"Aren't you also full of division and betrayal?"
"Shut up," Sisyphus growled.
"Hehe, you killed those human parasites, and you naively thought you'd be treated kindly. In reality, oh witchers, you are the truly pathetic ones."
"Just look outside and you'll know."
"What?"
Sisyphus's heart tightened. When he looked out the window, he saw many dark shadows in the sky.
Those things emitted bursts of noise, but they were definitely not what he imagined the Blood Clan to be.
Sisyphus immediately understood—
They were human fighter jets!
And, in the distant shadows, tanks and armed soldiers were approaching.
Just then, Xia's voice came from outside the door.
"Army!"
"It's the human army, they've come to encircle and annihilate us."
"Caesar told me to inform you to prepare for a breakout."
Nani?!
Sisyphus's eyes suddenly widened, seemingly never having expected it to be like this.
At this moment, Furukawa Hirozawa's expression was similar to that of the male protagonist, except one was a static image from the two-dimensional world, and the other was an otaku living in the three-dimensional world.
What the hell is this?
Furukawa Hirozawa still couldn't guess the direction of the plot.
Just as he was full of anticipation, wanting to remotely control Mia to cause havoc in the Blood Clan's territory, a terrifying change occurred.
The first thing General Paris, the human general who had taken power, did was not to attack the Blood Clan, but to first eliminate The Witchers.
Furukawa Hirozawa's face was momentarily bewildered, but he quickly understood—
This was the logical course of action!
The Witchers clearing out those fat maggots could be said to be greatly satisfying, but they ultimately had no popular support. Neither the common people nor the army actually liked The Witchers very much.
And as the new power holder, he would certainly be wary of them killing the high-ranking officials. Who could guarantee that he himself wouldn't one day become a target of The Witchers' sneak attack?
Instead of holding a ticking time bomb by his side, it's better to dismantle it sooner.
And dismantling them is Paris's top priority now.
"Do you see? This is humanity," Mia laughed mockingly.
Ah…
Damn it!
Furukawa Hirozawa's blood pressure shot up.
…
The ensuing battle was exceptionally difficult. To provide players with a more realistic experience, Shinji Mikami deliberately increased the stats of the enemies in this battle.
The elite human troops could not only use mechanical equipment with a futuristic technological feel but also perform long-range shooting, advancing in layers, and cooperating with each other.
In terms of stats, their damage was incredibly high; you would die if you were hit two or three times.
It truly created a sense of urgency for desperate survival.
Even more terrifying was Paris. He was piloting a mech, with combat power off the charts, various combos, and flashy moves, not to mention terrifyingly high damage. He also had many area-of-effect attacks. If you couldn't grasp the gaps in his attacks, you could easily be instantly killed.
"It's too hard, isn't it?"
"Shinji Mikami, can't you be a human being?!"
After being brutally defeated by Paris again and again, Furukawa Hirozawa felt his mentality shatter.
Unknowingly, he had already played the game, 'The Witcher,' for 15 hours.
And almost two hours of that time were wasted on Paris.
Damn it!
Furukawa Hirozawa looked up and glanced at the clock on the wall.
It was already past 10 AM on Saturday.
This meant he had pulled an all-nighter since returning home last night.
Most importantly—
If he went to sleep while stuck at this point in the story, he would feel incredibly frustrated.
Just think, you entrust your most important trust to someone else, but in the end, you suffer betrayal.
And now The Witchers' lives hang by a thread. How could he possibly sleep well?
…
As soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the scenes of Paris's moves, brutally defeating him.
No!
How could he possibly sleep like this?
Furukawa Hirozawa's eyes suddenly widened, suppressing the urge to sleep.
Damn Paris, he had to kill him!
After countless SL challenges, he finally defeated Paris.
Amidst the raging flames, General Paris cleared a path.
The surrounding soldiers also stood to both sides.
Although it was a 2D game, it felt like playing an epic blockbuster.
General Paris said, "I don't want to do such things, but The Witcher killing their superior is a crime against humanity. If we don't punish it, not only will people not agree, but I also find it difficult to convince my subordinates, Hattori."
It wasn't that Paris was afraid of them; he was afraid of a mutiny.
The existence of The Witcher had become a thorn in the hearts of humans.
This is how this world works.
Paris indicated he had no choice.
"You go, and never come back, and never say you are The Witcher."
"From now on, The Witcher no longer exists."
...
Having escaped with his life, or more accurately, having been spared by General Paris, Sisyphus fled along the guided path.
Among the ruins, the remaining witcher gathered again, all looking haggard.
At this time, heavy rain began to fall, drenching everyone.
Furukawa Hirozawa felt a pang of heartache.
The Witcher should have been heroes.
"Hehe, what was all this for?" a witcher girl cried, covering her face.
The surrounding lights were dim, and everyone felt terrible.
"Was it worth it? These guys, it would have been better to let them be bitten and enslaved by the Blood Clan. Such humans cannot be saved," a male protagonist witcher said, gritting his teeth.
The faith within The Witcher had collapsed.
Like dominoes, when one falls, the others follow in a chain reaction.
Now, The Witcher were desperately depressed, many falling into despair, feeling that life had lost its meaning.
"We are worth it."
Just then, Caesar stepped forward, his face resolute, and responded decisively: "Belief has nothing to do with others. The Witcher did not exist to save humanity in the first place.
Don't forget, we are an organization of revenge."
At this point, he tore off the eye patch on his face.
There were several long scars in that spot, left by the sharp claws of the Blood Clan.
At the same time, there was a terrifying empty hole in his eye socket.
"Revenge!"
Caesar said in a low voice.
The male protagonist's originally dejected face, his pupils suddenly trembled.
As if struck by something.
...
Morale was re-mobilized, but this force was different from before; Furukawa Hirozawa found it hard to explain what had changed.
But he could clearly feel it.
If at first The Witcher gave him the feeling of being positive and uplifting, like the daytime sun, warm and bright.
Then now, the belief driving The Witcher forward was extreme darkness.
A dark tide, silent but surging.
Perhaps this was the charm of Gen Urobuchi's writing?
...
However, just as they were turning the tide from despair, Xia brought bad news.
"Sisyphus."
"Mia is gone. Completely broken free," Xia said, handing the item in her hand to Sisyphus.
The screen showed a close-up—
It was the collar worn around the neck of the Blood Clan Mia, used to control her.
However, this collar was now shattered and useless.
"No!"
The male protagonist Sisyphus fiercely tore off the wristband he used to control Mia and threw it to the ground.
The next part of the plot can be described as explosive.
True adrenaline rush.
At this moment, Furukawa Hirozawa experienced for the first time what 'The Witcher' was like.
Chasing the opponent in the dark, having to dodge obstacles, and also dealing with enemies that interfered with you.
Once the opponent escaped and disappeared from the mini-map marker, then Mia truly escaped.
To successfully complete this task, Furukawa Hirozawa loaded countless saves.
...
This could probably be considered a textbook-level stage, perfectly combining plot and game, thus allowing for a double experience.
Furukawa Hirozawa was currently in this state, holding his breath the entire time, and frantically chasing Mia, afraid of losing her position if he wasn't careful.
After breaking free from her restraints, Mia's strength could only be described as terrifying.
And one of her skills was invisibility; she would suddenly disappear from the screen, and you could only locate her through the red dot on the mini-map, making it very possible to be caught off guard by her.
The two fought in the dark, making Furukawa Hirozawa's heart pound.
Catching up to Mia and defeating her, the male protagonist Sisyphus heavily knocked Mia to the ground.
At this point, the entire mission came to a close.
Next, it entered a plot demonstration section presented through images and text.
...
"This is as far as you go; there's no way I'll let you escape. Damn cunning Blood Clan!"
The male protagonist heavily exhaled, preparing to take Mia back.
And just then, his whole body suddenly convulsed.
A jolt of electricity flashed, and the male protagonist's mechanical arm malfunctioned severely due to damage from the previous battle.
"Damn it... at a time like this..."
He quickly covered his shoulder with his hand, trying to tear off the arm.
His forehead was already covered in sweat.
And just then, he heard a 'thud'.
A sharp short sword pierced through his back, coming out from his chest.
Blood dripped from it.
The male protagonist looked at the ground in disbelief, but Mia was no longer there.
...
Rumble...
The male protagonist fell to his knees, while the female protagonist, holding the short sword, slowly walked out from behind him, coming before him and lifting his chin with her hand.
Just as Sisyphus had done to her before.
"Damn it..." Sisyphus's pupils dilated, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Ha! Did you think I just wanted to kill you, that simple?"
The Blood Clan girl, having regained her freedom, sneered.
Pokeni's original artist is truly amazing, perfectly depicting that fatally alluring beauty.
Her silver hair shimmered in the moonlight, the Blood Clan girl was breathtakingly beautiful.
As she opened her mouth, several gleaming fangs were immediately revealed.
"That would be too easy for you!"
"From today on, I will make you experience what it feels like to become the creature you despise so much."
"What?!" The male protagonist was slightly startled.
He squinted his eyes, instinctively daring not to look at Mia.
"Hehe, that will certainly be very interesting, won't it? Just like what you did to me before."
Mia pinched his chin, lifted his head, and turned it towards herself.
Then, she lowered her head, opened her fangs, and bit the male protagonist's neck.
Under the moonlight, the scene of the two was exquisitely beautiful, yet so bizarre.
Sisyphus cried out in panic, "No... Damn it... No! Blood Clan! What are you doing?!"
But his pupils continued to dilate, and he soon lost consciousness.
Before falling into boundless darkness, Mia's smile bloomed in the night sky.
"Go hunt your own kind, The Witcher."
"Oh no. Hunter Vampire. Wahahaha..."
The female protagonist laughed wildly, her laughter becoming extremely terrifying in the night sky.
This was probably the most split-personality role Kotono Mitsuishi had ever voiced, right?
Furukawa Hirozawa thought.
And his eyes were fixed on the television, his heart pounding.
Wow wow...
This part of the plot...
It's kind of thrilling.
Indeed, after changing the Producer, everything became different.
This was completely unlike the Pokeni style Furukawa Hirozawa was familiar with.
In previous game, Pokeni always emphasized the male protagonist and female protagonist loving each other, supporting each other, and the female protagonists were always very capable, even if some were not female protagonists at first, they later joined the male protagonist's camp.
"The Witcher" did not follow this pattern at all.
Furukawa Hirozawa was experiencing such a plot for the first time—
The male protagonist and female protagonist loved and hated each other, wishing to kill each other, and their positions and personalities were exceptionally distinct.
It was clear that the hatred between different races was greater than anything.
More accurately, there was only mutual exploitation, no love.
Decisive in killing, and both the Blood Clan and humans were extremely dark-bellied.
Yabai.
Is it because Furuhara Tsubaki is no longer around, and Urobuchi Gen, without anyone to control him, has started to let himself go?
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