"Where did Xiangkong go?"

After not seeing Xiangkong for a long time, and emails not being sent, Asuna finally couldn't help but ask Argo where Xiangkong was going.

Argo, who always wore a dark green hooded cloak, raised her head slightly, revealing a few strands of curly hair, she looked at Asuna, shrugged her shoulders, showed a helpless smile, and said, "I don't sell his information." ”

Asuna was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Argo carefully, through the light that was not very dim at dusk, but she saw seriousness in that eye, is this still the Rat Argo who can sell anything?

I don't know what to say, Asuna felt a trace of unhappiness in her heart, paused, and said seriously: "I care about him as a friend." ”

If it weren't for the fact that the name in her friends list was still lit up, she would have suspected that Xiangkong was dead.

"Huh?"

Argo looked at her sideways, let out an inexplicable nasal sound, reached out and twisted his curly hair, and after a moment teased: "If he knew that Little Flash was concerned about him, he might jump for joy." ”

"Argo!" Asuna frowned slightly and said again.

Argo restrained his smile and said seriously: "I'm sorry, I won't say where he is, don't worry, I always believe that the name will not be dim." ”

She turned and waved her hand, and stepped into the dimly lit alley moments after the twilight had faded.

Asuna looked at her back and bit her lip.

"What the hell are you thinking..."

…………

During this period of silence, the strategy was not affected, as if it was the same with him or not, but there were indeed many people who were concerned about this issue, including Heathcliff...

He only needed to call up the system permissions, and he could know the location of Xiangkong and the details of all aspects immediately, but he didn't do that, because he was now Heathcliff, not Akihiko Kayaba.

In the empty room, he sat upright in his chair, stared at an oil painting on the wall, and said to himself, "Soon, the fiftieth floor... Call you back then. ”

Perhaps it was destined in the dark that Xiangkong wanted to end all this on the fiftieth floor, while Heathcliff wanted Xiangkong to return to the team when he attacked the fiftieth floor.

Judging by his standards, the current Blood Alliance strategy is really good for strength, but there is still something lacking in facing the fiftieth layer, what is lacking is a strong defense line, and the only person who can support the defense line is Xiangkong alone.

………

Where did Xiangkong go...

A few people are concerned about this problem, but most people still live their lives according to their daily trajectory.

The third floor of the underground labyrinth of the Black Iron Palace.

Boom!

The labyrinth, which should have been very quiet, suddenly sounded violently.

Xiangkong pressed his feet against the dark stone road, and slid straight back ten meters before he could stop, he exhaled heavily, and looked at the tall black shadow in front of him with a solemn expression, and the red mark above the black shadow was extremely dazzling.

Shaking his slightly sore arm, he glanced calmly at the time limit for an icon below the status bar, with five minutes remaining.

"Fifty-five minutes have passed..."

glanced at the blood bar of the black shadow, there were still three full of blood left, the corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a wry smile, and calmly took out a bottle of holy water from the inventory inventory, unplugged the bottle and poured the holy water on the sword of the eternal night, and suddenly, a faint luster appeared on the black sword body.

At present, his level has reached 75, and today he finally broke through the second layer full of undead monsters, and came to the third layer, only to encounter the leader-level monster guarding the door, it is a giant skeleton with a tall skeleton, holding a sword and shield, even if it is full of strength, its defense is also amazing, Xiangkong has been fighting with it for almost an hour, and it only consumes the opponent's two blood vessels.

Throwing away the empty glass bottle, Xiangkong held the sword with one hand and looked at the giant skeleton striding over, he did not hold a shield, but only held the "Eternal Night", in fact, most of the time on the second floor, he only used a one-handed sword, not to abandon the shield, but to pursue stronger attack power.

If you want to take the initiative to attack, then the shield is an obstacle, which may be useful when facing bosses, but when facing solo players, especially those with amazing defense, the shield is a burden.

Therefore, he abandoned his shield and tried to attack with only a one-handed sword.

Click!

The bones of the giant skeleton made a loud noise on the stone road, and the wide skeleton stirred up a turbulence in the gallop, and the eyes flashed with a dazzling red light, staring at the intruder tightly, approaching, raising the sword, and slashing, the whole process was fast and accurate.

It was fast, but the Sky reacted faster, and staggered with the sword to put it mildly, driving the "Eternal Night" to stab the giant skeleton's shield.

Click...

When the tip of the sword stabbed the shield, it was withdrawn in vain, but a crisp sound made Xiangkong's eyes light up, and the soles of his feet turned hard against the ground, making a semi-rotating movement, staggering past the skeleton, and then ran forward several steps without looking back, and only after pulling away the distance did he turn around and look coldly at the three-meter-high skeleton.

In the past hour, he has been focusing on attacking the shield of the giant skeleton, which is why the opponent's two blood vessels have only been consumed for an hour.

He imagines the giant skeleton to be Heathcliff...

And the crisp sound just now obviously means that the durability of the shield has reached a critical value.

He opened the equipment screen and looked at it, and when he saw the durability of "Eternal Night", he smiled and smiled happily.

"Now, I'm full of confidence."

In this wide hallway, he had a big smile on his face and was talking to himself into the air.

"Argo, wait, soon, soon I will be able to touch you for real..."

It's completely a boss-level monster that ignores the third-layer pass.

In a room filled with white light in the innermost part of the third floor, a little black-haired girl in a white dress was sitting on a stone slab, her closed eyes suddenly opened, and a faint white light flashed from her eyes, and then revealed a trace of curiosity.

"How could the player be here... And it can even resist the soul guardians. ”

She stared at the darkness outside the room, as if she wanted to see through the darkness of the corridor to see a scene that made her curious, and after a moment, she reached out and pressed it on her thin chest, and said to herself, "This emotion... No anger, no fear, no despair, no jealousy, no hatred... Instead, it is full of infinite expectations for the future. ”

"Who the hell is it... I really want to see it. ”

A blank flickered in her clear eyes, and it took a long, long time to regain clarity, she lowered her head slightly to look at the stone slab that imprisoned her, and then looked up, her expression full of determination.

Xiangkong, who was fighting with the soul guardians, didn't know that the innermost room on the third floor of the road was where the system permission was located, and he didn't know that there were only two monsters on the third layer of the road, one was the soul guardian, and the other was the soul cutter who guarded the permission room, and he didn't know that Yui was in that permission room.

Even if he wins the Soul Guardian, he will definitely not be able to match the Soul Cutter.

Unaware of all this, he was preparing to kill the Soul Guardian.

A faint white light cut through the darkness and struck the Soul Guardian's shield.

Click... Boom!

With a muffled sound, the white bone shield suddenly shattered and exploded into pieces.

The Soul Guardian froze in place as if he had fallen into a stun, his eyes flashing with red, as if there was no such result in his AI calculations.

Seeing the Soul Guardian's shield shattered by his own "Eternal Night", the corners of Xiangkong's mouth couldn't help but hook slightly.

Without the shield, the soul guardian just stood for a moment before returning to normal, after all, it is not a low-end AI, there is no overly obvious loophole, but its movements have become obviously stiff without the shield, and the original sense of oppression that brought to Xiangkong disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Won...

Xiangkong can already see the end of the soul guardian.