-- It's a strange thing

To be honest, this maze is huge, and even after so long of Death-sama's memory, it is difficult for him to remember where the boss room is. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but it doesn't matter, because he drew the map.

Leading an army of Raiders, Lord Death wields the scythe in his hand, and his swordsmanship - it should be said to be a scythe - in his case - will amaze all players. In order to take care of the emotions of this group of players, Lord Death deliberately slowed down his movements, and only used about half the usual speed for each slash or back slash, so that everyone could see the pitch-black scythe clearly.

Yes, even if Lord Death slows down, everyone can only see the shadow of the scythe, not the main body at all. There were only a handful of people who could clearly perceive what the dark shadow was.

There will be no monster that is the enemy of Lord Death. Under his scythe, the rank seemed to be a joke, and all attacks were percentage attacks. Whether it is the weakest monster or the mob in front of the boss's room, it will not exceed three scythes before it will be completely shattered into chips and sent into the pocket of the Grim Reaper.

The terrifying-looking scythe was no lighter than a piece of paper in his hand, but every time he slashed Death-sama's opponent, the unusually real touch told him how terrible it was—it was an almost unreasonable attack.

Sweeping all the way over, Lord Death didn't choose to show off his skills, but calmly, scythe by scythe, calmly sending all the monsters back to the game's database, advancing extremely quickly. The players of the strategy team followed behind the Grim Reaper in a trance, watching as if they were watching a sci-fi movie, as the Grim Reaper cleared out all the monsters one by one, even in groups. Even when they saw the terrible bronze gate, they still did not come back to their senses, and they were deeply intoxicated by the terrible scythe technique, and the silence was terrible.

"Well, then, I'll send you here. I wish you all the best of luck. Lord Death twisted his neck, listening to the crunch of the "Kara Kala", and put away the scythe.

Hearing the voice of Lord Death, the players of the strategy group finally came to their senses and looked at Lord Death with a little awe.

Most people have only "heard" of Lord Death's strength, but have not seen it with their own eyes. Even if I've seen it, it's just seen Lord Death clean up one or two mobs. That impression can't be as deep as watching it all the way. As for the Tooth King, who had provoked Lord Death at the beginning, he could only hide and tremble in a place where Lord Death could not see. Everyone was impressed by the strength shown by Lord Death.

Except for Kirito.

Kirito is the only player who has fought Bleach alone. He knew that Lord Death's strength was much more than that. Even if Lord Death is not equipped with the scythe, which looks extremely rare and has a super high attack power, and changes to the most ordinary novice white sword, I am afraid that he will be able to hang up and fight this self-proclaimed "powerhouse". That's not a level of sword skill at all, and just looking at it makes you feel terrified.

And that's just in the game, if it's in reality, it only takes one move to tell the winner. As a result, he will die.

But even so, he still deeply understood what the desire and uncontrollable trembling in his body were. It was not fear, but the excitement of encountering a terror that was stronger than him, so strong that he could only look up to. It was only when he felt that excitement that he realized that the potential he was able to burst out of was much more than that.

As a result, Diabel was the quickest to react, standing up and saying, "On behalf of all the players in the strategy group, I thank you for your help, Grim Reaper. I hope we have a chance to work together next time. ”

Lord Death waved his hand and leaned against the wall, a slight smile on his face. Of course, he was just happy because he received the Good Guy card. As long as the others agree, what it means is counted in it, and the good guy cards he receives belong to all the members of the strategy group, not Diabel alone.

Hawkers, I didn't expect there to be such benefits, and I made a lot of money now.

As the commander, Diabel knew exactly what he should do at this time, and his fist slammed his breastplate, and the crisp sound it made attracted the attention of all the players, and then he said loudly: "Everyone, tell me now, do we still have a reason to lose?" ”

"Nope!"

Unsurprisingly, the enthusiasm of all the players was ignited, including the cold faction like Kirito, who also subconsciously shouted. Emotions are contagious, especially the two opposing emotions of fanaticism and despair, which spread like a virus and don't require money.

"Good. Let's go. Diabel didn't talk much nonsense, and after secretly saying "military heart is available" in his heart, he led a group of players to the boss room.

Lord Death didn't leave, leaning against the outermost wall of the corridor outside the boss's room, silently looking at Diabel, who was walking in front. He still wondered how this rather shrewd-looking commander had died. He shouldn't put himself in danger.

But until the other party's figure disappeared from the sight of Lord Death, he didn't come up with a reason. However, he did not doubt the authenticity of the message in the notebook. That can't be fake.

Kirito habitually stayed at the back, paused for a moment as he passed by Lord Death, and whispered, "I'll challenge you again." ”

Lord Death smiled nonchalantly and said, "I'll wait for you." Don't forget to thank me if you lose. ”

Kirito-kun stumbled and almost didn't fall to the ground, but in the end, he nodded with a reluctant smile and followed the army. He found that Lord Death looked like a profiteer when he smiled.

Asuna also heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help but laugh out loud. A pair of dark brown eyes under the cloak had a slight inexplicable color, and he looked up at Lord Death slightly: "Don't you cheer for me?" ”

"Although it's just a mob?" Lord Death couldn't help but laugh.

Asuna pursed her lips, snorted softly and turned away, leaving Lord Death a little baffled.

She is teamed up with Kirito, and among so many players, the most reassuring one is Kirito, and the chance of survival is also the highest. He could see that Kirito was not the kind of person who would sell his teammates, but would step up when it mattered. And Lord Death always felt that this distribution seemed to be fixed.

In fact, people who don't find a team will be assigned to fight mobs. Asuna and Kirito, who were "left", naturally formed a team.

Lord Death watched Asuna leave. And when Asuna walked to the door of the boss's room, she suddenly turned around, and when she saw that Lord Death was still looking at her, she smiled inexplicably, and then grimaced at him and said something silently. Then, without giving Lord Death time to reply, he ran into the boss room in a puff of smoke. The door of the boss's room seems to be looking at the atmosphere, and he consciously closes it himself, leaving the somewhat confused Grim Reaper alone outside the door.

Lip reading is one of their essential skills, and although the Grim Reaper's skill is not full, it can still be understood in simple words. Asuna only said two words just now: nerd.

Kindness...... Maybe it's because he doesn't have a limited level of Japanese and can't read the other meaning of this sentence. Lord Death comforted herself.

PS: En...... Occasionally, I want to explode the idea.,Try to see how long I can last if it lasts two more.,There will be a second shift later.,It's estimated at four o'clock.。 And please don't fatten up...... That hurt me a lot