"spread!"

Hitzcliff's voice was as calm as ever, but not everyone could handle it calmly in the face of fear and death.

[Skeleton Hunter] raised his upper body high, and his right arm, which was flashing with a cold light, waved again.

"Woo--"

A player who lost his composure due to fear turned around and wanted to escape, but his fragile back was exposed. With the monster's rapid and powerful blow, bright red light emerged from his waist.

Bang!

Another player was killed instantly.

The silent fear hugged everyone's hearts. The instinct from the deepest heart forced them to turn around and run away, but the sober reason reminded that escaping would only die faster!

The [Skeleton Hunter], who took several lives in an instant, raised his upper body high, made a shocking roar, and then advanced towards other players at a fierce speed.

The players in that direction let out panic screams, but at a loss, they didn't even know how to deal with it.

The white bone sickle was raised again.

Just in the critical moment, a bright red figure rushed directly under the sickle, and he raised a huge shield to resist the sickle's attack.

The sound of impact that was almost breaking through the ears sounded, and then sparks flew everywhere.

"Can block it!"

Kirito's eyes lit up, he held the swords in his hand tightly, and rushed forward roaring.

......

The battle lasted for an hour.

This is a death battle that makes people feel like it is endless. No one dares to be distracted in the battle because it not only affects their own life and death, but also affects the safety of the entire team.

When the huge body of the boss on the floor completely turned into data and flew everywhere, some people sat on the obsidian floor like falling down, while others were lying on the ground, gasping violently, and no one even had the extra energy to cheer.

Are you happy that you can survive?

Maybe it's more about despair about the future.

"How many people were sacrificed in total?"

Klein, who was so tired from squatting on the ground on the left, raised his head and asked him in a hoarse voice. Aikil, who was lying on his back beside Klein, also turned his face toward him.

"Sixteen..."

Kirito stuttered in a hoarse voice.

Every player who dies is a top-notch player who has experienced countless battles. Generally speaking, even if he cannot escape or reply instantly, as long as he adopts a battle method that prioritizes survival, he will not die immediately.

"You're a lie..." Aikil's voice also lost his usual vitality.

All survivors were covered with a layer of gloomy air.

Although there are still thousands of players, only those hundreds of people who have been fighting for the strategy have made such a big sacrifice just on the seventy-fifth floor of the strategy. How should the subsequent battle proceed?

At this moment, even Kirito, who had always been confident, had doubts about the future.

Maybe he will die in a future battle. That guy should be the only one who can survive and reach the final level...

His gaze looked deep into the room.

Among the crowds lying on the ground, there was only one man in red armor standing up straight and resolutely standing there.

In this case, it is not an exaggeration to fall down even if you are too tired.

But his leisurely figure made people feel completely unable to feel any mental fatigue.

The legendary man's expression has always been so stable, even when facing such a situation, he still has no movement at all. He just looked down at the other players lying on the ground silently, without any warmth in his eyes, and was so detached among everyone.

In this moment, a terrifying tremor penetrated his whole body.

The consciousness came to a full awakening in one breath.

From his fingertips to the center of his brain, he began to have a chill, and a premonition began to arise in his heart. The subtle seeds of inspiration continued to expand, and the doubtful tree buds began to stretch upwards.

Kirito used the long sword in his hand to support his body. He had once had such a guess about Lu Ming's identity, but his long-term relationship made him relieve his doubts. Now, he hoped that he had guessed wrongly.

Hitzcliff's eyes were attracted by Kirito's actions, and he looked over with a hint of strange color.

"No, there is no chance..." Kirito suppressed his inner throbbing.

When joining the [Blood Alliance Knights], Kirito had fought with the other party. He knew Hitzcliff's strength well and understood that rash attacks might have no effect.

"It's time to reveal the truth..."

An unexpected voice suddenly sounded, attracting everyone's attention, it was Asuna!

She slowly climbed up from the ground and looked at the man in the center of the room with an unprecedented complex look.

"Ah, Asuna?" Kirito made an incredible voice. If there was no evidence to reveal it directly, the other party would never admit it, and would even anger other members of the strategy team.

"Oh, what's the truth?" Hitzcliff turned his head and said with a smile, "Is anyone hiding something?"

"Haha, of course it's about your true identity, Kayaba Akihiko!"

The silence was filled with the whole of freezing.

The smile on Hitzcliff's face gradually faded, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Asuna, what are you talking nonsense? Now is not a time to joke!" A player stood up and scolded loudly. He was one of the cadres of the Knights of the Blood Alliance. His little eyes that looked resolute and dull showed an angry look.

In the long years, Hitzcliff has become a belief in many people to some extent. It is hard to imagine how the strategy team should continue without his leadership.

Just as everyone's attention was attracted by Asuna, Kirito slowly moved his right foot back with a very slight movement, then slightly shrank his waist back, and sprinted with all his strength at a height close to the floor, and the sword in his right hand rotated and stabbed upwards.

This is the basic breakthrough technique of one-handed sword [angry stabbing]. Because it is not powerful, even if Hitzcliff is hit, it will not hurt his life.

The sound of sword skills breaking through the air made Hizcliff react quickly. He turned slightly behind him, looked at the rapidly approaching sword light and showed a shocked expression, and tried to block it with a shield.

But it was obviously too late at this time.

Just as Kirito's sword was about to pierce into his chest, he encountered a wall that was invisible to the naked eye. The purple flash exploded, and a systematic prompt appeared in front of everyone.

【Immortal existence】

"This is the evidence, Kayaba Akihiko!" Kirito stepped back gently and looked cautiously at the figure of the Red Paladin.

Hizkli was slightly stunned for a moment, then shook his head and chuckled: "What a surprise! I thought Lu Ming couldn't help but expose me."
Chapter completed!