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"Hey, you, hurry up!"

The player at the front pushed his partner next to him and motioned for the latter to go up and finish off Mo Wen, but his companion glared at him, then shrunk his neck and retorted, "Why don't you go?!" ”

Having never experienced death, and never really killing anyone, after Mo Wen killed a player with a ferocious sword, everyone was shocked, and the pursuers stared at each other, and the team of hundreds of people pushed me and yelled, but no one dared to come forward.

However, Mo Wen didn't mean to be polite to them at all, although because his body was virtual, he didn't have great strength, but his superhuman speed and reflexes still made him invincible.

One after another of the brilliant sword lights, under the skill attack, the players standing in the front row turned into points of light and disappeared into the air, but their subconscious attacks did not hurt Mo Wen at all.

There was a short silence, looking at the empty front row, all the pursuers were stunned, if it was said that being killed by Mo Wen was just an impact on them, then Mo Wen, who began to kill them, exploded on their heads like a nuclear bomb.

"-No, no!"

Then I saw a player in front of him shake his head, looking at Mo Wen's face with a purple name, distorted to the extreme, and finally pushed away the player next to him and ran away without looking back.

"No, no, this guy cheats, we can't win!"

"Quick, get back to safety!"

"Get out of the way!"

・・・・・・

Like a domino that has fallen, the first player to flee detonates the panic of the crowd, and the pursuers, who have just been on their toes, begin to run back in a hurry, no different from a frightened wild dog.

"That's not going to work?"

And looking at this scene, the corners of Mo Wen's mouth were filled with a sneer, everything was as he expected, it was a group of rabble, and after being completely beaten, he finally recognized the reality. If after spending some time in this killing game, these guys might be able to give him a little trouble by relying on numbers, now these guys are just lambs to the slaughter.

Lifting the long sword in his hand, Mo Wen chased directly after those players who were and urinating.

And at the same time, the beginning of the town center square.

Nearly 10,000 players stayed in the square to think of a way, obviously not satisfied with the rescue conditions proposed by Akihiko Kayaba, most of them tend to rely on the small amount of money given out at the beginning of the game to survive for a while, and then wait for the government's rescue, many players who claim to be elite are going around, trying to gather everyone's funds in order to get a discount from the system store.

The scene that happened in the square before was just a small episode for them, and they didn't think that Akihiko Kayaba, who was in charge of the whole farce, would make such a mistake and be caught at the beginning of the game, and as for the life and death of the innocent person, they didn't care about it at all, it felt like watching other people's crime news on the Internet.

Of course, not everyone doesn't care.

The red-haired Klein, who had a conflict with Mo Wen at the beginning, had a decadent face, covering his head with his hands, "I, what did I do?!" ”

At first, it was just because of anger, and it was a little unpleasant to see Mo Wen's appearance of not taking everything to heart, Klein just wanted to teach the other party a little lesson, but he never thought that things would turn out like this, and when he saw Mo Wen being chased out of the safe zone by the nearly a thousand players with swords, the whole person was completely stunned.

He is not an idiot, maybe he didn't understand it at first, but when he calmed down, he didn't understand that the reason why Mo Wen didn't change was just because it was his original appearance, but he was a little handsome, and he killed such an innocent person because of prejudice and fear.

The guilt was so heavy that Klein, who was just a simple white-collar worker before, couldn't forgive himself at all.

Standing beside him, Klein's friend Kirito who he just met also smiled slightly bitterly, originally as a closed beta player, he should now start grabbing resources so that he can try his best to improve his strength, but looking at Klein's current appearance, how can he rest assured that the other party will be left here alone?

"Klein, don't worry too much, maybe that person is okay now."

Kirito thought about it for a long time, but finally opened his mouth to comfort him.

"What?!"

Klein was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed Kirito's shoulder.

"Kirito, are you telling the truth? Is that guy really not going to die? That's nearly a thousand people, how could he survive? ”

Shaking Kirito's shoulders back and forth, Klein was so excited that his face turned red.

"Well, Klein, calm down, you also saw the situation just now, that player is very powerful, he hit so many people with his bare hands, I think if he wants to run, I guess no one can stop him! - Besides, even though everyone says they want to kill him, they may not actually do it, after all, this game is dead! They'll be able to calm down in the end! ”

Although I don't think that those players with red eyes will retain much reason, but in order to comfort his companions, Kirito still said against his will.

But Klein completely believed his nonsense, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest hard.

"That's right, that guy is so powerful, he definitely can't die, I'm so worried! Really, that little imp should have been taught a lesson, if he hadn't been so arrogant today, things wouldn't have come to this point・・・・・・"

Babbling, Klein seemed to be forcibly hypnotizing himself to convince himself that he hadn't killed an innocent teenager.

But at this moment, there was a sudden loud noise from the passage outside the square not far away.

Klein and Kirito turned around, just in time to see that the players who were chasing Mo Wen before actually ran back in a panic, and hundreds of people rushed to the safety zone desperately.

"What's going on?"

Looking at these players who were out of breath and looked flustered, Kiritomi had a faint feeling of something bad in his heart for some reason, and he grabbed a player who had entered the safe zone and rushed in with his head in his hands, and asked anxiously.

At first, the player tried desperately to get rid of Kirito, but only calmed down when he realized that he had reached a safe zone.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and the player immediately shouted loudly, "That's, that guy is a monster!" He's not human! Killed by him, all killed by him, so many people! ・・・・・・”

His face was pale, and in Kirito's eyes, this player was completely frightened, and he didn't say anything clearly at all.

But the next moment, he understood what was really happening.

I saw that behind these players who ran back, a black shadow jumped out quickly, and in an instant, it came behind those players who fled for their lives, and the weapons in their hands kept slashing.

Wherever the shadow passed, the players running behind were almost blown to pieces one by one, and the speed of disappearance was simply terrifying, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of players died in front of everyone's eyes.

"Help, save me!"

One player seemed to be too flustered and tripped on the ground near the safe zone, listening to the series of broken sounds behind him, he reached out in despair and shouted for help to Kirito who was standing in the safe zone.

Kirito was slightly stunned, it was the first time in his life that he had seen such an expression.

It was unwillingness and despair, mixed with endless attachment and prayer for life.

Subconsciously, Kirito stretched out his palm, wanting to pull the other party.

Seeing the two hands getting closer and closer, the player's eyes burst with hope.

But at this moment, with a cold light, a long sword suddenly appeared behind the player's back, piercing straight through the latter's body.

Time seemed to freeze in a moment, symbolizing the rapid reduction of the player's health, and finally under Kirito's gaze, the player's entire body exploded to pieces.

I don't know when, Mo Wen has slaughtered all the players who didn't enter the safe zone, and then threw the long sword in his hand, resulting in the last fish that slipped through the net.

"Why, why are you doing this? With your level, it should be easy to escape, these people don't need to die at all! ”

His body trembled slightly, and he didn't know if it was because of fear or anger, but Kirito roared loudly.

His gaze was fixed on Mo Wen, who had calmly pulled the sword out of the ground with an indifferent expression, and his eyes looked like they were about to breathe fire.

There was a frighteningly black name on the top of his head, but Mo Wen glanced at Kirito disapprovingly, and then there was a cold snort.

"Since they dare to attack me, they should be prepared to die before that!"

"There is no such thing as allowing them to kill me, but not allowing me to kill them."

"Kill and be killed, SAO is the kind of game now."

glanced contemptuously at everyone in the square, looking at those players who were trembling with fright, those who dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, Mo Wen turned around, and then left in style.

As the sun set, his long back was reflected in the square, enveloping everyone's hearts like a darkness.

On October 3, 2022, the first day of SAO's launch, a total of 447 players lost their lives, of which 213 were caused by family members from the outside world accidentally pulling out the NERvGear helmet, while the remaining 236 died at the hands of Mo Wen.

After this battle, because of the unscrupulous slaughter of more than 200 players, Mo Wen was feared by all the players, known as the black god of death, and became the existence that everyone was most reluctant to provoke.