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"Sigh, really, Yuuki doesn't think so?"

"How could it not look like it! If you dare say that what I bought isn't high-end stuff, even if you're the boss's mistress, I'll turn on you. Do you know how hard it was for me to bring back all those bags of stuff under the strange looks of so many people? If you have any conscience at all, then you'd better eat it!"

Yuki blinked and continued, "I ate it, but it tasted awful, really awful. I felt nauseous and dizzy afterward. Araya, was the stuff you bought expired?"

Araya was stunned, staring blankly at Yuki. As he looked at the smiling face on Yuki's face, his expression gradually turned gloomy.

"So that's how it is. We've been discovered."

The arrogant expression on Huang Gu's face, as if he were the most important person in the world, vanished instantly. It was as if a layer of frost had been spread over his face, or as if he had been covered with a layer of coal ash, making him look terribly gloomy.

"It seems I've failed, but even if I have failed, at least give me a reason, a reason that I can accept wholeheartedly."

"Miss, can you tell me? You've been in contact with me the most, so you must have noticed something, right?"

Yuuki shrugged and said, "No, it's my older brother. He could tell you were up to no good at first glance. Don't believe me... be careful!"

Yuki's playful expression vanished in an instant, replaced by gasps of surprise and rage. In a fit of fury, she drew her sword and plunged it straight into Araya's throat.

Meanwhile, Huang Gu, taking advantage of his intention to turn around and look at Mo Mo, secretly completed a movement in an instant.

With a flick of his wrist, a throwing knife shot out.

The jet-black throwing knife was also aimed at Momo's throat.

Author's Note:

PS: Thank you Jin Ritian for the 1500 points reward, Tiantangqing for 1 monthly ticket, and Bingfeng Leilong for 1 monthly ticket!

44 The allure of that sword strike

The pitch-black throwing knife was like a streak of light. Even with Yuki's dynamic vision, she couldn't make out its exact shape; she could only see its dark glow.

What speed!

In an instant, Yukiko panicked.

She had just said she would leave everything to her. Now, Yuki's strength could be said to be the strongest among humans. With this sword that felt good in her hand, Yuki believed that she would not be afraid even if there were a dozen or twenty people.

However, this imposter Araya's throwing knife terrified Yuuki.

That flying knife... she couldn't stop it!

Not only could she not stop it, she couldn't even control the trajectory of the flying knife, and she couldn't even do what she had just jokingly said about using her own body to shield Mo Mo from the knife!

At this moment, Yuki suddenly realized that although she was a Heroic Spirit, she was still too weak.

Humans are, after all, just humans.

All Yuki could do was turn her gaze to Mo Mo, looking at him expectantly, hoping that Mo Mo, the person she admired and respected, could find a way to deal with all of this.

Otherwise...

“BurstLingk!”

Just as Yuki was filled with anxiety, Mo Mo's calm voice came, an order to speed up.

Yuki was overjoyed. In an instant, everything around her turned blue, and Momo entered an accelerated state.

Although Yuki is not an Accelerator, she can share information about her surroundings through Yui. She cannot move, but her brain can still perceive everything.

She also shared Mo Mo's view, and the full view of the throwing knife finally appeared in her field of vision.

This is a black throwing knife, no, it should be called a short sword more accurately. The blade is 20 centimeters long and straight. One side is a sharpened blade, and the other side is sharpened at the tip, then a groove appears abruptly downwards, with an additional sharp barb.

Looking at the blade alone might not reveal the true nature of this short sword, but looking at the hilt reveals something abruptly strange.

The hilt is uneven and its material is unknown, but if one were to describe it, it would resemble a broken bone, with holes cut in the middle, the blade inserted, and then bound tightly with ribbons. It's an incredibly strange and even unbelievable way of making a sword.

Or rather, it was less a crafted sword and more a makeshift weapon used on the battlefield.

Such a thing, unless it is presented as a work of art, should not appear in Japan in 2046, according to the scientific world theory of this near-future era.

This sword exudes a bloodthirsty and violent aura, completely out of step with this era, or rather, this world, and it also emanates a hazy black light.

This sword is not a product of science; rather, it is a product of magic.

Seeing that Mo Mo decisively used acceleration, Yuki, whose body was already unable to move but whose brain was still able to keep up under Yui's protection, had no time to relax and her heart was in her throat again.

The short sword is still moving.

That's right, even in its accelerated state with a predominantly azure blue color scheme, the short sword is still moving.

Everything around them froze, bathed in a deep blue hue, while the jet-black short sword, still gleaming with a dark light, stubbornly flew toward Mo Mo's neck.

That's impossible!

This is an accelerated world, where everything around us has slowed down a thousand times; only human consciousness has accelerated. How could this short sword possibly...?

In an instant, Yuki realized the reason: this short sword... was too fast!

Even when it's accelerating, you can still see the short sword moving, at a speed of about seven or eight centimeters per second.

However, this is already a terrifying speed. In the normal world, that would be a flight speed of seventy or eighty meters per second, or more than two hundred kilometers per hour.

Is such a speed really something a person could achieve by throwing it with their hand?

A speed of 70 or 80 meters per second is incomparable to even the slowest bullet. However, a bullet only weighs about ten grams, while this short sword looks to weigh several hundred grams.

Despite its flight speed of only 70 to 80 meters per second, this short sword's destructive power is absolutely comparable to or even exceeds that of a bullet.

How could a short sword thrown casually by someone have such great power?

This has absolutely exceeded the limits of human capability!

He is definitely not human in this desolate valley!

"Big brother, get out of the way!"

Yuki shouted at Momo desperately, regardless of whether Momo could hear her or not, but all she could see was Momo's calm and composed face.

"Dad, what should we do? You can't avoid it, right? Unless you use full physical acceleration, but Dad can't use that kind of thing!"

Yui also panicked, looking at the short sword flying towards Momo, which was steady and persistent in the accelerated world. Although it was only moving at a speed of a few centimeters per second, it was like the approaching Grim Reaper. The slow speed was only because the opponent was leisurely.

"Calm down, Yui. There's still a meter of distance. We still have time."

"But Dad, this is the Accelerated World! Even if you know what this short sword really looks like, you still can't avoid it. Once the acceleration ends, its speed will increase a thousandfold!"

Mo Mo smiled slightly and said, "So, Yui, we don't need to solve this in the real world. This is the Accelerated World, but we can still influence the real world."

Yui was taken aback for a moment, then realized what she meant and asked, "Dad, you have one more transaction chance. What should I do? What should I summon?"

Momo stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "We have steel reserves in Aincrad, right? I remember there's a type of steel plate that's 10 centimeters thick, specially made to maximize material reserves?"

Yui immediately realized and said, "Dad, I understand!"

Immediately, Yui responded to Momo's call, and a huge steel plate suddenly appeared in the azure world. It was ten centimeters thick, two meters wide, and a staggering four meters long.

A massive steel plate was placed directly between Mo Mo and the throwing knife, and in an instant, a huge steel defense appeared in front of Mo Mo.

The gray steel surface was coated with anti-rust paint. Momo didn't particularly like this gray hue; he preferred the bright surface of stainless steel. However, at this moment, the gray steel plate seemed like the most stable defense, providing the safest protection.

The black throwing knife also reached the steel plate. The sharp blade pierced the steel plate, but instead of being instantly deflected, it stopped and stood facing the steel plate.

"Ding--"

The sound of collision rang out, a distant and lingering sound, like the tolling of a bell from an ancient temple shrouded in mist among distant mountains. However, the sound of the collision was only the beginning of the collision.

A sparkling spark emerged from where the sword tip collided with the steel plate. The spark flew out from the point of impact, swirling in the air with a erratic, slow, and melodious trajectory, like a fairy in a dream.

Unfortunately, this beautiful Mars, which appears so beautiful in a world that has been slowed down a thousand times, also means danger.

Immediately afterwards, a second, a third, countless sparks burst forth, the sparks even illuminating the blade. Amidst the sounds of collision and the sparks, the black dagger stubbornly continued its advance.

Mo Mo himself couldn't see the clash between the sword and the steel plate, but he could see it from Yuki's perspective. Now that he shared Yuki's view, Mo Mo's expression became serious.

"This short sword must come from some magical world. Its power has already exceeded the physical law of energy conservation."

Mo Mo sighed, the sword tip stubbornly advancing, its very tip even piercing the interior of the steel plate.

However, Yui breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Dad... stopped him!"

The speed at which the sword tip moved quickly slowed down. It seemed that although this sword contained unscientific power, such power was not strong. The greatest power of this sword was its terrifying speed and kinetic energy.

The black mist floating on the sword quickly dissipated. This unscientific mist must have been what gave the short sword the power to destroy defensive armor.

If this sword were to actually pierce Mo Mo's body, even without its terrifying speed, the special power contained within it would likely be enough to break through anyone's skeletal defenses and directly damage vital organs.

Having rapidly lost its energy, the short sword could no longer maintain its stubborn state. Its tail suddenly began to tremble, and the blade lost its balance, tilting rapidly. Eventually, the sword detached from the steel plate, spun around, and was bounced away by the plate.

The short sword, which had been flung away, spun in the air, but its speed gradually decreased. The short sword, which had been able to fly at a speed of seven or eight centimeters in the Accelerated World, finally came to a stop and hovered in the air.

"It's over!"

Mo Mo smiled slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

He had long known that he would clash with an unusual force, but what was somewhat unexpected was that the collision would come so quickly.

Although the opponent's power wasn't strong during their first encounter, it was still a significant threat compared to him, a newcomer who had just experienced Sword Art Online and was then sent to the Accel World to carry out a mission.

Momo's power is currently manifested at the level of ordinary science in the ordinary human world, but this person's power has already involved some magical power that transcends the ordinary human world, and it is not the kind of power that the Accelerated World should have.

In an instant, a lot of questions flooded my mind, such as what is the origin of this person, what is the origin of this short sword, how did he come to the Accelerated World, and what is the origin of this fake Wasteland.

However, Momo suppressed these questions, as there was something more important to instruct Yui on.

"Yui, please don't tell your two mothers about what happened today, okay?"

Today's events were more of an accident, and Momo didn't want Asuna and Argo to worry about them.

However, the voice that answered Mo Mo was still somewhat shaken, yet became persistent.

"I refuse!"

Author's Note:

P.S.: Thanks for the 1 monthly pass, you bastard!

45 Black Mud

"Yui, you can't be willful!"

Mo Mo spoke in a gentle tone, as if she were persuading a disobedient child. If it were the old Yui, she would probably have been brushed off by Mo Mo in this tone.