best villain

The golden cup in his hand is filled with bright red swaying liquid. This is red wine imitated by virtual technology. In terms of taste, it should be no different from the real world.After all, it is a reference to the Lafite red wine for more than [-] years. The taste is more mellow than ordinary red wine, and its fragrance is also overflowing. In this gorgeous palace made of red crystal, it seems to add some intriguing meaning.

It's a pity that Kayaba Akihiko, who is holding this wine glass, doesn't like to drink alcohol. He extremely dislikes alcohol, because it will paralyze his nerves and make him unable to truly see the world in front of him.

Staring at the surface of the golden wine glass, the reflected face is so plain and pale, not at all like the famous Aincrad's strongest player 'Heathcliff', but this is also a matter of course, it is because of him The characters portrayed by the image in his mind only exist in the fantasy of his mind, and are only suitable for the fantasy of this world.

"—Is it a fantasy that is about to be shattered? No, maybe this is an opportunity." Kayaba Akihiko muttered to himself, with a half-smile and a mysterious expression, no one knew what he was doing. what to think.

Suddenly, Kayaba Akihiko frowned, and cast his eyes on the gate of the Ruby Palace. The heavy gate made of pure gold was slowly pushed open, and the soldiers officially entered.

"Let me look forward to your performance."

I don't know who I'm talking to, and then the smile spreads.

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The Ruby Palace, located at the top of Aincrad, is a peerless palace made of red crystals. It is a bit similar to the five-story Grandsum, but the difference is that the former is a high-profile and gorgeous red crystal, while the latter is an ice-cold palace. tough steel.

If you don't push this door open, everything will have a chance to come again.

Ling Yi inadvertently overturned his own thoughts, and his thorough and clear reasoning told him that he could not escape, even if he knew who the enemy he was going to face next was, and what kind of unreasonable power he was, with his highly morale subordinates, he would eventually be able to escape. Such a glimmer of hope for victory.

What a cruel reality, Kayaba Akihiko, who fully displays such cruelty in the game world, is indeed the best game designer of the present age. His idea is to create his ideal world based on reality.

Ling Yi sometimes feels that if it were him, more people would be pulled into this death game, feeling the fear of imminent death and throwing away the human cloak, what kind of reality will finally be presented?

"Spiritual?" The familiar and pleasant voice of the rapier user came from beside him, and it seemed that there was a hint of worry in it. It really made people feel a little moved. They had done so many annoying things, and they still didn't know what to do. I almost sent myself to the prison area, why didn't I keep a lot of distance from this girl?

Ling Yi thought to himself, and said to himself, "It's been a year and a half."

"What year and a half?"

"I mean, all the time it took to set foot on this final battlefield."

"Well, it's been a year and a half after thinking about it. How fast." Asuna tilted her head and sighed softly.

"Really? I think it's slow. I had a chance to end this ridiculous game a year ago."

Ling Yi couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect Asuna to understand what he meant.

One and a half years ago, he got acquainted with Akihiko Kayaba, but at that time he never imagined that the man who was like a magician and wrapped in a mysterious atmosphere was actually Akihiko Kayaba.

But at that time, I still hadn't made up my mind, even if I recognized the other party's identity, the chance of victory was still very slim.

Indulging in the victory brought about by the Holy Grail War, that blind self-confidence is probably the reason why Kayaba Akihiko noticed him.

No matter how famous a hero is in the mythology, or the demigod king passed down from ancient times, the final outcome is defeated by an unknown pawn.This sense of accomplishment can undoubtedly overwhelm anyone's heart, fill the empty chest, and the brewed vanity paralyzes the body and mind that is always going all out like alcohol.

What an ugly face.

It would be more appropriate to describe it as self-satisfied.

Until poh's attack, the strong sense of crisis made people feel at a loss. Although Ling Yi won the battle with swordsmanship, but in retrospect, it was just simply using force to suppress others.

After that battle was over, he finally found the goal that was almost obliterated by time.

His stage is not in the arena, but on the battlefield.

I came to this world not to kill people, let alone to enjoy the complacency brought about by strength.

It's for the sake of knowing yourself.

Standing in front of the golden gate of the final battlefield, I felt an unprecedented peace in my heart.

"Hey, Asuna, what will you do if you regret it?"

"Eh? Regret? Because of what?"

"That kind of thing doesn't matter. I just want to know, what will you do if you regret it?"

"... If there is a chance, I will try my best to make up for it. What's wrong? Ask this suddenly."

Asuna frowned, looking suspiciously at the black-haired boy who suddenly became unfamiliar in front of her.

"Do not."

Ling Yi shook his head, ignored the confused Asuna, and walked to the huge golden door under the eyes of other players. This was the door to the first floor—the last battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, he said without looking back:

"If it were me, I would shatter this feeling of regret, and face any challenge as a weakling again."

Even an unrivaled enemy.

Even, against the whole world.

Even if it is, break your own heart.

This will still shouted for him to seize the victory in front of him.

So regretting is pointless.

Ling Yi vigorously pushed the seemingly heavy golden door, the gap between the two doors gradually widened, and the overflowing light illuminated him and all the players behind him.

Under the shroud of this strange but unknown direction of light, Ling Yi, like a pioneer, raised his right hand with his back to the crowd, his tone was cold but solemn, his clenched fist seemed to signify an indestructible oath.

"Everyone who has fought so far is an admirable brave man. Now, this is the final battle."

"What's your choice?"

"Escape? Or, shout a declaration of victory?"

"No, none of that."

"You and I have only one choice."

"That is - smash this ridiculous 'reality' in front of you! I believe that we must be the ultimate victors!"

As soon as Ling Yi said these words, the solemn and heavy atmosphere was immediately broken.

"Victory is ours!"

"The glory belongs to us!"

The strong declaration completely defeated the worries deep in the players' hearts, and they couldn't help but focus on the black-haired boy who shouted the declaration of victory.

But at this time, Ling Yi suddenly turned around, and the long windbreaker was raised accordingly.

The immature face reveals a firm belief.

Just heard him say:

"We are in front of us - absolutely invincible!" (To be continued.)