Sure enough!

Sure enough!

Everyone is dead, and it is impossible for everyone to go back alive! The primal fear came to his heart irrepressibly, but the captain had a feeling of wanting to cry, he gritted his teeth desperately, only to feel that his nose was sour and his vision was blurred......

They're all dead! All of them are dead! Obviously, a few hours ago, everyone was still alive and kicking.

Even if this is really a dream, this is also the most unacceptable nightmare, why in the end, I and others would suffer such a fate? Or was everything doomed from the very beginning when you were involved in the death game of SAO?

At this time, the tall giant-like warrior also seemed to sense that a new enemy was approaching.

“……”

“……”

It looked up faintly, and then slowly stood up from its half-kneeling position, and then exuded an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Obviously, when it was half-kneeling and motionless, it felt as if it was dead, but at this moment, it seemed to come back to life.

Whether it was the tall body, the heavy armor covering the body, or the huge halberd that was carried in one hand, they were all part of the terrifying pressure and deterrence...... But it doesn't look like it's doing too well.

Not only was there a terrible hole in the center of his chest, but the armor and exposed limbs were also covered in slashes and burns...... It can be seen that it is also very messy, and it is not in an intact state.

And there are also many vertical and horizontal slashes on the ground around it, which seem to be cracks and cuts torn by the huge force of heavy weapons, and it looks like a mess and full of devastation.

Obviously, not long ago, he had just experienced the baptism of a fierce battle.

After all, those teammates are always brave enough to go out and take risks, not players who cower in the safe zone and dare not go out, so they naturally will not stand still in the face of danger, but the kind of people who will bite off a piece of your flesh even if they die.

It's just that the most serious thing is the penetrating wound on the opponent's chest, what is it or skill that made it? Is there anyone among his teammates who has mastered such a murderous ability?

"Yes...... Damn it...... I—I'm absolutely ......"

The man's eyes moistened, his expression distorted and hideous, he gasped for breath, subconsciously looked to the side, and then saw a long spiral sword, and just like that, he fell to the ground.

Could it be that this thing was pierced by such a murder weapon before?

But before he had time or time to think about it, he picked up his usual broadsword and walked towards the giant warrior who had strode forward.

"Come on! Come on! I'm going to kill you damn monster! He roared wildly, with a sobbing sound like crying, and he knew he was in tears.

I just want to live! I just want to live a better life with my companions!

Is even such a slim hope to be trampled on?! This man, who realized in an instant that he had lost everything, knew very well that he would not be able to go back alive.

But he is not willing to fall here like this, no matter what, he must kill this monster in front of him and avenge the fallen companion!

“……”

The giant-like warrior strode forward, like a heavy tank, expressionless and taciturn, and it made no meaningful sound at all relative to the angry roar of the other party.

But it is precisely because of this that it is more deterrent.

"Judge of the Ashes - Goodard"

At this time, the man saw the name on the head of this giant warrior, whether it was a specific name or the prefix on the front of the name, it meant that it was indeed a BOSS...... Or at least an elite monster?

Anyway, it is absolutely impossible to be the living corpses that roamed the cemetery before, and it is probably impossible to kill them with two slashes.

The next moment, it accelerated straight towards this side at a violent speed, and the movement even caused the ground to shake violently.

"Ahhhhh——!!h

The fear that almost froze his whole body hit his heart, but the man roared angrily and rushed forward with all his might.

There is no way back! He didn't want to retreat, and if it wasn't a nightmare, then he'd rather die here than live a ......

And if this is indeed a nightmare, then what is there to be afraid of, is he not afraid of death in reality, and in turn he doesn't dare to fight in the dream?

Bang——!!

The huge halberd swung down at a violent speed, roaring and freezing the air, and slashed into the solid ground paved with thick old bricks and stones, and violent sparks burst out, and huge cracks spread all around!

At the last moment, the captain leaped and rolled slightly off the path of the giant warrior's attack.

The unimaginable impact spread throughout his body, and the fierce wind made him realize that maybe if he hit it with one blow, he would not be able to survive. But his movements were not affected at all, but under the incomparable grief and despair, he played extraordinarily.

Tactical rollover dodging attacks! Then he got up and swung his broadsword, slashing viciously at the huge body that had staggered by!

Ping Pong ——!!

The blades collided against the hard armor, bursting into a series of sparks, and the extremely realistic shock almost knocked the man's weapon out of his hands.

The next moment, the halberd swung down by the giant warrior from above slashed into the ground less than half a meter away from him again!

Boom ——!! With a sound that looked like a grenade had exploded at close range, a huge crater exploded on the ground.

Then, each blow that came from the successive calls carried an overwhelming force enough to kill, so that the man had no chance to fight back.

But he was preoccupied with all his distractions, and he threw himself into this battle with all his body and mind, and the huge pressure, the feeling of adrenaline explosion, and the determination to see death as if he were at home, all of which made his skills at the moment completely beyond the standard.

After all, being able to be the leader of the team is a two-handed skill.

You can win! You have a chance to win! You must win! He roared inwardly, dodging with all sorts of thrilling steps and dodges to avoid the powerful onslaught of the terrifying Ash Inquisitor.

There is a chance to ...... There is a chance to ...... There is a chance to ......

This damn monster is huge in size and extremely powerful, but it also has its shortcomings, that is, it has more blind spots and dead ends. And the agility is insufficient, and it is very deadly only at the moment of attack, as fast and violent as thunder.

And an attack that is too powerful and heavy, although it is powerful enough to kill with one hit, but the gaps and flaws between the weapons are very large, and the stiffening time will be slightly longer.

These are its weaknesses!

In addition, the health state of this monster itself is not full, and it was pierced through the entire body by the spiral sword before, and then it was counterattacked by his teammates who were dying, which also caused a certain amount of damage......

So! So! There's definitely a chance to kill it!!

The brain thinking circuit controls the man's constant dodge, running, and sword swinging at a speed that is about to burn!

His brain was heating up, he could only see the enemy in his eyes, and his body seemed to be alive on its own.

Hurry up! Hurry up! No, it's faster!

Obviously, he has cooperated with his actions and combat skills, and has exerted his agility to the limit, but at this moment, it still seems that it is far from enough, he gritted his teeth and insisted, his brain seemed to be about to burn out, and his consciousness was about to be blurred.

It was as if only the body was left running mechanically and precisely, rolling with agility and dodging attacks......

"Ahhhh——!!h

I don't know how long it took, but he finally managed to stab the broadsword into the piercing wound in the chest of the giant warrior, completing the final blow!

As soon as it raised the huge halberd in its hand, the next moment it stiffened, and its movements were all frozen, and it fell down in a few seconds......

“…… Come to an end...... Is it so? ”

The man gasped violently, dizzy from the heat of the battle.

But his face was shaking violently, and it was difficult to tell whether it was the ecstasy of survival or the relief of revenge.

"Hahahaha...... Hahahahaha...... I did it, I did it, I killed it......"

He let go of his hand, and laughed maniacally, tears welling up in his eyes.

It's just that in the next moment, this crazy laughter that vents emotions and pressure comes to an abrupt end-

The body of the Giant Warrior who had just fallen was visibly swollen, as if a disgusting sarcoma was growing, but it was not flesh and blood that was out of control, but some kind of dark, viscous and disgusting fluid-like dark substance.

The man subconsciously retreated again and again, looking at the monster in front of his eyes in amazement, and really turned into a monster.

The viscous and disgusting fluid dark matter had transformed its upper body into a rat magnified countless times, with blood-red eyes, a long tail, and mutated claws.

The other hand was still the arm of the giant warrior, still clutching the huge halberd.

"The Pus of Man"

The name has changed directly, and this is the second stage form of the boss?! Or did you actually kill the boss just now, but after it died, this kind of thing would burst out?

The fear of death carried a stiff, cold feeling through his body, and he was not even able to recover from the shock when it happened.

But the pus of man would not give him a chance, and he just roared and pounced!

The huge mouse-like head rose high and then fell like a merciless sledgehammer smash, not only taking over the entire line of sight, but also being so fast that one could not react at all.

The man felt that the bones in his body were about to crack, and he couldn't even figure out if his current self had turned into meat sauce all of a sudden, and his consciousness was rapidly blurring and dissipating......

In the end, I don't know if it's an illusion on the occasion of dying, or if there is really a soul.

He seemed to see someone walking by, and then grabbed the spiral sword, and seemed to drop a word—

“…… The key to travel through time and space has finally been obtained, and the rejection of the law is really troublesome, and if you want to pull out the sword, you have to rely on someone else's ......"

……

……

Ayn Grant, second floor.

It was about seven o'clock in the morning, and the morning haze that covered the entire street had not yet disappeared, and the view was somewhat affected.

Probably because there is no working time in the game.,Whether it's a social animal or not.,You can sleep until you wake up naturally...... And it's not a good thing to be too nervous, and no one will have a hard time with their sleep quality.

So in such an early morning, there are often no people on the streets, and those who can go out at nine o'clock are already relatively diligent strategy group players.

And now everyone is advancing to the third floor, and most people generally don't go back to the town on the second floor to rest if they don't have any special requirements.

On the deserted street, there is only a figure wearing a black leather coat and a shirt and trousers of the same color.

For this black-clothed swordsman, who was contemptuously regarded as a cheater, this was the right time to not meet too many other players.

Walking to the transfer gate square in the main street area, the black-clothed swordsman was slightly stunned for a moment, and his eyes froze.

The fog in the plaza also obscured his vision quite badly, but the most important thing was that he didn't see the blue light coming through the portal, but the faint light of fire......

Walking forward with light steps, through the mist, the scene in front of him gradually became clearer.

In the center of the square, the mechanism of the portal somehow disappeared, replaced by a burning campfire, with a spiral sword stuck diagonally in the middle of the flames.

And around the flames, it seems to be reflected by the firelight, and there are constantly figures materializing -

Heavily armed knights...... A mage in a robe...... A thief with two knives......

Although the strength of the campfire that had just been lit was very weak, it was enough to support the transmission of the most basic soldiers—the ashes of the fireless were pouring in!