I've seen the recorded horizon, there are so few virtual online games, how can you miss it.

When I read it, I was inspired a lot, but when I came back to write it, I didn't know where those inspirations had gone.

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really killed someone, but there is no so-called nausea, and I don't know if it is because of the bloody reason in SAO.

What's the difference between killing and hunting monsters? Die the same way...

Xiang Kong's heart was calm, his eyes moved slightly, looking at the fragments that were about to disappear, fifteen seconds, this was the most time they could exist. Here, the death of a person is not at all solemn, and when these fragments disappear, people in reality will also die.

"There's no guilt."

Xiangkong's lips opened and closed, silently laughing at himself, he didn't dare to look at Argo anymore, and he didn't care what Argo would think about his insistence on killing Baka. He only knew that he had done nothing wrong, whether it was the smiling coffin or Baka, they all knew that the reality and the law could not interfere here, so they acted recklessly, despised and deprived life.

It doesn't matter to them whether they can get out of this game or not, even if they get out of the game one day, the law in reality can't punish their crimes.

Here, some people are actively striving to attack Ayn Grant as soon as possible and return to the original world. Some people are depressed and depressed, and after rebounding, they let their hearts be swallowed up by darkness, and become demons who don't care about the consequences at all.

Contradiction is one of the eternal themes of the Anthropocene.

"Argo, I'm not wrong."

After leaving this sentence behind, Shoku rushed over to support Kirito.

Argo looked at Xiangkong's back, her face was complicated, and she didn't have any joy for the rest of her life, she thought she knew enough about Xiangkong, but now, she was confused...

Like what was said when they parted that day.

She indifferently debunked Xiangkong and thought she understood her face very well, but she didn't know that at that time, she also thought she understood Xiangkong very well.

No one is wrong... In other words, no one is qualified to judge who is wrong or not.

Moving his gaze from his back to the pale red player mark, Argo's nose was slightly sour, and his eyes glistened with tears.

People only know the famous Rat Argo, but they don't notice that this person who shoulders the strategy book with the strength of one person is a little girl.

She can be stronger than anyone else, but she can't be strong all the time.

………

The sound of Baka dying was heard by all three of Kirito.

As for the fact that Xiangkong will kill Baka, not only Kirito, but even POH is quite surprised.

"Blake, don't be in love."

Seeing that nothing could be done, POH decisively withdrew his sword and prepared to leave.

Blake howled in disappointment, but he also knew that there would be no good fruit to eat if he stayed, and when POH drew his sword and retreated, he also withdrew the knife that kept beckoning Kirito's wrist.

The two of them retreated to a forest before stopping, but they did not blindly escape.

Kirito breathed a sigh of relief, staring at POH and Blake with fear, the person with this kind of skill is a red player, which is not good news, and then he thought that he didn't know how many players in the road died at the hands of the two of them, and he was quite angry.

Shoku came to Kirito's side and looked coldly at the two people standing in front of the woods.

POH suddenly took another step back, his figure disappearing into the woods, where fluorescent could not reach, and he reached out and lifted the brim of his hat, revealing a pair of unfazed eyes in the dim light.

He stood in the dark and sneered, then pulled out his unique voice, flat and a little excited, "You and I are the same." ”

There was no name, but everyone present knew who he was talking about.

Kirito couldn't help but glance at the sky, his gaze lingering on the pale red player marker for a long time.

"Ha Lu Ha." Blake laughed maniacally, and stabbed his knife into the air like a demonstrative, the tip flashing a little cold light in the darkness.

"I'm not like you." Xiangkong's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly spoke.

POH sneered again, "Do you know the difference between us and the others?" It's hesitation, you, like me, don't hesitate when you want to kill! ”

Xiangkong's pupils shrank slightly, and then he smiled disdainfully: "Don't compare me with you scum. ”

Before POH could react, Blake glared at Xiangkong with murderous intent, and the figure in the darkness even took a step, as if it was stimulated by Xiangkong's words.

POH was unmoved, looked at Xiangkong with a bright look, sighed rarely, and said: "If the first meeting between us is postponed a little longer, maybe I will not hesitate to show up and kill you at that time, but I will not regret missing an opportunity at all, haluha." ”

"The world without obstacles is too boring, come on, I can tell you with deeds that the existence of force is meaningless if it does not serve killing."

As the words fell, POH's figure in the darkness slowly took a few steps back, and after a while, only the silhouette was faintly visible, and Blake howled like a madman, and it was also Anfen who began to retreat.

"What do you mean, you tell me clearly." Xiangkong frowned and chased after him.

"You just need to know that you are the same person as me, and next time, I will kill you."

When he chased him to the mouth of the woods, he only heard the words from POH in the distance, and he could not see any figure within the maximum distance of night vision when the enemy was turned on.

Xiangkong stood there dumbfounded, his ears full of what POH had said.

Kirito was afraid that Xiangkong would keep chasing, so he followed, and seeing that Xiangkong did not continue to chase deeply, the heart of the mention finally fell, and he would encounter this thing today, and he was still very surprised.

PK killing people in the game is a very normal thing, but SAO is not an ordinary game, HP to zero is real death, and there are murderers in the world surrounded by this kind of iron rule.

He may have been mentally prepared for the first night of the game, but when he actually met it, it was still difficult to accept.

That means that the player's mark is blood-red, indicating that there must be a lot of people killed, and if you want to wash the mark, you can't do it without doing a few months of boring tasks.

Those two people probably didn't intend to wash the markers clean.

And also... Red players can't get into towns to resupply, and behind them, there must be others to support them.

A haze suddenly flashed in Kirito's eyes.

Historically, there have been only criminal players, robberies and thefts, and even threatening attacks, and these actions have never touched the bottom line. Now, the appearance of the red player has sounded the alarm bell for him.

"Who the hell is it... Is that you? Is that the one who broke the piranha flower sac? ”

Kirito suddenly heard the whisper of Xiangkong, and his thoughts couldn't help but pause.