276 Chapter 276 Infiltration

In one of the upper corners of the room, Nick just waited in the darkness.

Silence.

Eventually, the light in the room activated again, and a moment later, the door opened.

A man with silver hair and silver eyebrows walked into the room with a serious expression.

BANG!

Suddenly, a yellow Barrier appeared around the man, but an instant later, the Barrier broke into pieces.

Before the guy could even tell what happened, five long black nails rammed into the side of his head, leaving five deep holes.

As soon as the black figure landed, it immediately turned towards the entrance of the room.

The Newbie from earlier just looked forward in stunned silence.

He wanted to scream, but he couldn't possibly react faster than Nick.

In a fluid motion, Nick jumped towards the Newbie.

The Newbie didn't even have a Barrier.

In one quick swoop, Nick grabbed the Newbie's head, crushed it, and pulled the body back into the room before closing the door.

"Gimme, gimme, gimme!" the rat shouted in excitement.

Nick remained near the closed door for a while longer, just listening.

Nothing.

Then, he threw the two corpses towards the hole.

He didn't even check whether or not the corpses had any valuables with them.

The reason was that everything they owned was too "hot".

Everyone had their wealth in their bank account, and Nick wouldn't be able to access their bank accounts since they required authentication.

Their Barriers and other equipment also couldn't be sold since big Manufacturers custom-ordered their Barriers.

This meant that if someone sold the Barrier of someone from the Spartans, they had killed one of them.

And since killing people was illegal, this could become troublesome very quickly.

So, there was no reason to look through the corpses.

"Oh, yeah!" the rat shouted with excitement as it used all of its power to shove the two corpses into the hole. "Hey, these two count as the guards, okay?"

Nick nodded.

The rat smiled. "Happy to do business with you!"

Splash!

One of the corpses fell into the sewers, and a moment later, the sound of tens of rats tearing at the body appeared.

"Any further corpses will count towards our next trade!" the rat said with a friendly and excited tone.

Nick just nodded before he slowly slithered out of the room.

"Keep the lights on!" the rat shouted.

Ding!

And the lights turned off.

The rat just frowned with annoyance.

Well, even though it had to use a lot of Zephyx to keep its rats from dying in the darkness, the Parasite was still getting a lot out of this trade.

It had not even been 24 hours since Nick's conversation with Wyntor.

After the two of them were done talking, Wyntor quickly devised a plan to strike back.

The longer they waited, the more time the Spartans had to prepare.

As a possible suspect, Kallum Sondur had spent several hours in the guard station, and he had only been able to leave early morning on the next day.

Since Veterans no longer needed to sleep, he probably immediately went to work to report the outcome of his mission to the other two leaders of the Spartans.

That should have happened about twelve hours ago.

Right now, it was ten p.m., the day after the attack on Nick's residence.

In the last twelve hours, Wyntor had created a plan of attack, had talked to his father, had gotten the Shadow Shroud, and had given Nick his orders.

Nick's job was to strike back.

There hadn't been a declaration of war, but that didn't matter.

Talking with the Spartans before attacking them would only increase their vigilance.

Right now, the Spartans probably felt very safe.

The reason for that was that the enemy had just gone through a huge battle yesterday.

No normal person would immediately rush into battle again after escaping from such a devastating ambush.

Even more, how would the enemy even attack them?

The Spartans were located in the lower layer of the Inner City, at the edge of the megastructure.

Powerful guards and Extractors were everywhere in the Inner City.

The only two ways to get into the building of the Spartans were through the entrance from the Inner City or the entrance from the Outer City, and both of them were heavily guarded.

Additionally, the Spartans had five Veterans and 20 Johns!

Attacking them was impossible for something as weak as Dark Dream.

Sadly for them, they had overlooked a third entrance.

The place where they traded with the Parasite.

But that was to be expected.

After all, all the steel plates below the Inner City looked the same, and nobody could tell which one led to their trading place.

Additionally, there was no light at all, which made it impossible for any human to get there.

Lastly, the room of the trading spot was almost as hard as a strong Containment Unit and could only be opened from the outside.

The Spartans didn't fear anyone coming through that place.

Sadly for them, Wyntor was their enemy.

Wyntor had quickly thought of a good way to enter the building.

After he thought of that way, he immediately contacted the Parasite.

Naturally, the Parasite wasn't interested in betraying one of his customers, but Wyntor managed to convince him.

"The Spartans will get eradicated soon. You will lose a customer regardless. Might as well turn the customer into food," Wyntor said.

In the end, the Parasite agreed.

However, it wanted something in return.

The Parasite would lead Nick to the entrance, but in exchange, it would get the guards for free, and it would also gain priority over all the corpses Nick would create during his mission.

Lastly, Wyntor had asked Vernon for a Shadow Shroud.

Usually, Kugelblitz would never hand one of their valuable Shadow Shrouds to anyone else.

They didn't even give them to the city.

However, Vernon was quite angry for several reasons.

First, Dark Dream was essentially one of Kugelblitz's crops. After all, Dark Dream would one day be sold to Kugelblitz.

Second, Dark Dream belonged to Vernon's son, and fathers generally weren't the biggest fans of people attacking their children.

And lastly, Vernon had made it clear that Dark Dream was under his protection.

And yet, someone had attacked Dark Dream anyway.

If he didn't do anything now, no one would take his words seriously anymore.

Because of that, Vernon had loaned his personal Shadow Shroud to Nick.

Yet, Vernon didn't expect much.

He was more intent on making life hell for the Spartans.

He had handed his Shadow Shroud to Nick solely because Wyntor had asked for it.

Vernon complied, but he didn't think that Nick would achieve anything.

Sure, Nick managed to survive a brutal ambush, but that was because he had been fighting inside his house.

He had the terrain advantage.

Things were different when the battlefield was moved to the Spartans.

What could a sole Peak John possibly do against the Spartans?