The Sixth Level of Academy City

But the question is... How can Tongzi jump into this trap?

There are a lot of paralyzing and poisoning props in the game, but those things are not as useful in frontal battles as imagined, not to mention that Tongzi is a solo player, and she is more cautious than ordinary people, so it is impossible not to consider bringing detoxification. crystal.

Unless she is willing to eat food with a paralyzing effect...

While killing monsters absent-mindedly and collecting the materials requested by the leader, Klatir sketched out his plan in his mind.

With his mind on two things, he didn't notice that there was a figure waiting for him in the middle of the road not far away.

"When will these low-level materials be published! I am not the person who should do such a thing!"

Finally, after cleaning up a few monsters, Klatir's poor patience completely dissipated, and he put away the long sword in his hand, no longer in the mood to brush it down.

As we all know, in any MMO game, repeatedly brushing equipment materials is definitely a very boring thing. A person like Klatir, who is not an orthodox player at all, can't do things with peace of mind.

When he looked at the situation around him, he happened to see the person standing in the middle of the road. Klatil was taken aback for a moment, and then there was unconcealable disgust in his brows and eyes.

"This kind of rookie, don't you know that this place is under the care of my uncle?"

The Knights of the Blood Alliance did not contract the material area here, but Klatir didn't think so. He felt that since there were members of the Knights of the Blood Alliance collecting materials, these low-level rookies should get out of the way.

"Can't you see that the Knights of the Blood Alliance are occupying this area now?" Klatir stepped forward, trying to drive away those who were in the way.

However, the man didn't seem to hear what Klatir said, "The Knights of the Blood Order requisitioned this place? ... I have never heard that this place was requisitioned by anyone."

Klatir's footsteps faltered, he didn't expect this person to dare to speak back, "We are the strongest guild standing at the forefront for the raiders! Those of you who have been favored, you should obediently listen to us."

That's right, if it's normal, when seeing the costumes of the Knights of the Blood Alliance, the average player will choose to avoid it, after all, the opponent is a strategy team that really paid blood and sweat for the strategy.

But today I missed the ghost, and the tattered cloth cloak on the man was slowly fluttering in the wind, "The Knights of the Blood Alliance may be a good guild...but that has nothing to do with you, a dime like you Humans are just unknown pawns, right?"

"You?!" How could Klatir endure such ridicule, not to mention that the other party's words hit the sore spot.

Klatir has always thought highly of himself, and even thought that only a woman like Asuna was worthy of him. His perverted thoughts reflected his perverted heart.

But none of this can change that he is a completely unknown person. The other party's words can be said to have made Klatir's lack of rationality disappear. He also doesn't care about the orange name in the wild PK, he can't wait to kill this stranger immediately.

"It seems that I have to teach you a lesson! Jie Jie Jie, you will cry and ask me to spare your life later!"

Klatir pulled out his saber, and slowly approached the cloaked man. The cloaked man didn't panic at all. He raised his left hand a little, and propped up the cloak beside him.

A black scabbard inlaid with some golden patterns was exposed, and Klatir could see it clearly—it was obviously not a low-level weapon, and it was even better than the long sword in his hand...

And... why does the appearance of that knife have a feeling of deja vu.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky happened to cover the sun, and the world in Klatir's eyes suddenly became dark. He suddenly found that the cloak on that person... seemed to be a guild that should have disappeared...

"Smiling Coffin!"

Klatir's voice was a little stunned, because the only person in this game who could dress like this was the murderous guild that had been wiped out.

And they also happen to like to wander in low-level areas, which made Cladeel have to wonder if the guy in front of him escaped from the smiling coffin, which also makes sense why he is very hostile to the Knights of the Blood.

Klatir, who was convinced of his own reasoning, froze all of a sudden—he did have the idea of ​​worshiping the smiling coffin, but it would be too shocking to meet a real person.

Everyone in that murder guild is a PK maniac who can go head-to-head with the elites of the raiding group. Klatil doesn't think that he will have any chance of winning if he angers the other party.

Moreover, the other party will not be as willing to let him go as those who claim to be righteous, and the end will probably be a death sentence.

"Ah... um... are you a member of Smiling Coffin?" Klatir was a little flustered, he didn't know why he did this, but he just did it. He opened his sleeves, revealing the face of Smiling Coffin Emblem, "Actually, I am also one of yours! So..."

"Are you also a member of Smiling Coffin?" The other party seemed to be laughing, "But unfortunately, I am not, and unfortunately, I don't have a good sense of this guild."

"Nani?" Klatir's first reaction was that he was being tricked, but he immediately thought of one thing...

Many members of the Laughing Coffin Guild were directly killed by the helpless raiders because they refused to surrender, but... many of the members of the Laughing Coffin who died at that time were killed by the same person.

That person... seems to be holding the same samurai sword... and that guy... is not a member of the clearing team, and he kills people more decisively than the man with the smiling coffin.

Klatir's body trembled unconsciously——compared to the murderer smiling at the coffin, a person who is merciless to the murderer is more terrifying... Besides, he was so stupid that he exposed his identity.

——Actually, he can’t be blamed for being stupid, because the opponent is Luo Fang who came to hunt him down. When Luo Fang exudes his aura intentionally or unintentionally, Klatir’s ability to think has been weakened .

So much so that he made the most stupid choice when his mind was in a mess.

Putting his thumb against the blade and pushing it outward, Klatir had already seen a small part of Yan Mo Dao's blade shining with cold light. His forehead was covered with cold sweat instantly, and his eyes protruded. He couldn't understand why he was so scared.

Even though it is a game world, this Yan Mo Dao made by Luo Fang has killed many horrible monsters and villains in real terms. It is fundamentally different from the sword in their hands that kills game monsters.

The breath emanating from Yan Modao is enough to make a villain like Klatir, who is not righteous and has a firm will, be in a trance.

And what makes Klatir even more desperate is yet to come.

Chapter 441 The Way to Defeat Heathcliff

"Since you are a member of the smiling coffin, I will send you to meet them."

When Luo Yifang revealed Yan Modao, Klatir understood the bad thing, which proved that although he was stupid, he was not so stupid as to be hopeless.

But the next thing will be a test of Klatir's ability to adapt to the situation - when facing a player who kills a famous PK maniac like killing a chicken, how can he escape with his life?

Regarding this issue, we have to analyze it first. First of all, the "player" Luofang only kills red names, and he is not a red name now, but he has exposed his identity as an admirer of the smiling coffin.

If the Luo side doesn't know his identity, perhaps using the teleportation crystal to escape directly is an optional method, but now this plan can be directly rejected.

You know, this is not something that can be covered by a simple joke. The reputation of the smiling coffin in Aincrad is no different from that of terrorists.

Even if he didn't die today, he would have suffered just because the Knights of the Blood League knew his identity. Klatir didn't want to be imprisoned in the prison of the Black Iron Palace.