- The death of others is not terrible at all

"Go collect the Upper Souls' thanks, I've added a new feature to your notes that will tell you which targets are of higher priority. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Lord Death always feels that he is in a very big trouble, and if you replace this kind of thing with a prop, the gratitude of the minions must be the least valuable, then this so-called "gratitude of the superior soul" should be a very rare item.

He seemed to see the girl's mischievous smile. Sure enough, he shouldn't have written down what he thought in his heart so uprightly, and now he was sinned. According to his understanding, what is written in the notebook is the main quest that must be done, and the usual collection of the person card is a side quest that can be done or not done. And now this kind of side quest is not only several notches more difficult, but it is also necessary to do it.

Faced with such a stir, Lord Death was in no mood to continue his expedition, and he cared a lot about what the so-called "game start" was all about. This game should have started a long time ago. Is there a special event that changed the nature of the game? And this particular event should have caused a large number of people to die, otherwise she wouldn't have reminded herself to harvest the souls of the dead.

Thinking of the blue light that he had just tried to forcibly teleport himself away, Lord Death suddenly thought of something, put away the weapon on his body, and ran quickly along the path he had come.

If anything was going to happen at this point in time, the only place where it would happen would be in the big square where the players were born, and it was the only place he knew of that could accommodate all the players.

I don't know if it's too late to run back now, but he still has some confidence in his long-distance running, after all, he is the one with the best physical strength in the organization. As the saying goes, if you can't beat it, you run. And he was afraid of death, of course, he became an excellent escape kung fu. If he was in the city, he was confident enough to escape from anyone, not even by car.

He can only explode his IQ to more than 250 when he is saving his life, and he is usually no different from 250, because he has heard that people with high IQ and more thinking will die faster.

I don't know if it was because of the special event that started, but along the way, Lord Death didn't encounter any monsters, and trotted all the way back to the city quite smoothly. This layer is big to say, but it's always for a group of players who don't have the ability to move long distances, so it's just a piece of cake for Lord Death. He said he had just warmed up before he arrived.

Even if he didn't enter the city, he saw a black figure in a red robe hanging high in the air from a distance, with a hood covering his head, and a pair of frighteningly red eyes in the dark, like a final boss. Kindness...... He was more of a Grim Reaper than himself, and it would be even more perfect if he carried another scythe.

Seeing that he seemed to have time, Lord Death no longer saved his strength, and quickened his pace to the square, quietly touching into the crowd, and the people around him pretended to be looking at the sky with a confused look on the red robe.

But it's true that he is too far away from here, and even if he runs all the way back, he only catches the last train: "Finally, let everyone see that this world is the only evidence of reality for you." In your inventory, there's a gift I've prepared. Please take a look. ”

Flipping through the notebook, I found that there really seemed to be one more thing in my props - holding a small mirror. Lord Death kindly took out the small mirror and looked at it. Kindness...... It's about the same as he thought, he is really three years younger, back to when he was just an adult, he still looks a little immature, a little handsome, but it's not enough to be a tool for him to eat. The only thing that is commendable is that he is the only one with a ruddy face in this group of pale people.

The players were pale with fright. Lord Death noticed a very interesting phenomenon, the previous terrifyingly handsome men and women disappeared, and in their place, the passers-by who could be seen everywhere on the street seemed to have returned to reality from the fairyland. It was similar to what he thought, the ratio of men and women had changed dramatically, and the women he had seen before seemed to be fake.

Of course, it doesn't mean that there are no beauties, there are still some. Because the chestnut hair was quite conspicuous, Lord Death could see the girl from afar. She hadn't changed at all, as beautiful as Lord Death had seen her the first time. The only thing that's a pity is that the smile is gone.

"You must be thinking about why, why - Akihiko Kayaba, the developer of SAO and NERvGEAR, doing this? Is this a large-scale terrorist act? Or is it for ransom? None of this is my purpose. I could even say that I don't have any purpose anymore. If you want to say why...... That's because for me, this situation is the end goal. Create the world and watch it. And now, all my goals have been accomplished. ”

The red robe in the air said this, dropped a sentence and disappeared: "That's the end of the game description of the official operation of SAO, players - good luck." ”

In the seconds after the other party disappeared, everyone was struggling to breathe as if they were being choked by something, and it was as if their minds had fallen into a blank, and it took a few seconds to react to what was happening, and there was a proper reaction.

Countless people wailed and prayed, and their faces were hideous and distorted, as painful as fried ghosts fished out of purgatory. A great aura of death permeated the square, sweeping everyone present into it, and they had to participate in this pain.

It was so noisy that Lord Death didn't really want to discern what the group was saying. He found a place with a wider field of vision and observed all the people here. If his rough estimate was correct, there should be close to 10,000 people here. And most of them can't participate in this game, and only a few people can do it.

And the top of this "small minority" has already left when this group of people is mourning. He could see that several people had silently left the crowd at this point in time. Lord Death took note of the faces of the men and returned to the crowd.

He had just heard someone say that he was going to kill himself now so he could leave the game.

And he knew very well that these people were all dead, so he followed the group. In fact, there are two kinds of people in the world who are the most likely to die, one is the person who can't recognize the reality and often kills himself. And the other kind is people who are hopelessly stupid, and people generally can't help but kill them. That's why Lord Death resolutely refuses to do these two kinds of things.

Because it is actually impossible to cause harm in the city, the god of death followed this group of people to the edge of the city. In the distance, a large rift lies in front of all the players, and in the distance there is nothing but an endless abyss, which clearly tells everyone that if you jump from here, you will die.

It is precisely this thought that the people who came, or the people who came first, held such thoughts. With a little rejoicing for the rest of their lives, they jumped off the cliff without hesitation......

Then he slowly floated up from the bottom of the canyon.

It was a sight that only Lord Death could see, and the people who had just jumped down had turned into transparent white souls floating in the air, staring into the distance with dull faces. They are all dead, and there will be no consciousness left until the next life. Hell never gives a chance to those who commit suicide.

The Reaper-sama flipped through his notes, and the souls rushed towards his notes, or rather, they were sucked in, and the whole soul disappeared into his notes. Although the whole process was not interesting at all, it still left a deep impression on Lord Death.

Because this is the first time he has seen the whole process of human beings from death to reincarnation, and the first time he has witnessed the whole process of death.

Flipping through the notes, he suddenly found something in his inventory that he had never seen before, and it was not blue, but written in a bright red lettering. Under that prop, there was still a line of words left for him by his beautiful boss, which was still bright red.

The name of the item is "The Scythe of Judgment and Judgment".

Here's what the beautiful boss said, "This is my sickle." Hold it, and you can judge any sinner and send him to the bottom of purgatory. But I never used it, because we never had the power to judge anyone, because no one is guilty. ”