Chapter 803

It didn’t take long after the first cyberpsycho made a move—within minutes, every last one of them was dead.

Twenty-five in total had gone berserk. In any other district, that number alone would’ve spelled catastrophe. But under MaxTac’s coordination and the NCPD’s tactical support, the entire incident was resolved in just five minutes and twelve seconds.

Melissa Rory’s tactical boots splashed through the sticky pools of blood with a sickening squelch. The dark red liquid, still half-coagulated, clung to her soles in thin strands before snapping apart.