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Dozens of red-named players arrived in front of Mo Mo in a grand procession. The players in front of Mo Mo had already retreated behind him, splitting into two sides with Mo Mo as the center.

At this moment, it was as if Momo had once again become the leader of everyone.

"Long time no see, PoH."

To everyone's surprise, it was Mo Mo who spoke first.

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095 Next comes the time of despair.

Momo actually knows PoH?

Do you recognize this person who is clearly a leader of red-named players?

The players stared at the group of red-named players with surprise and disbelief. Originally, red-named players were just legendary figures, but now they were actually appearing in front of them.

Red-named players are only those who have killed someone. Does this mean that all these dozens of people in front of us are red-named killers?

Furthermore, why would Momo recognize these red-named players? Logically speaking, it's absolutely impossible for any player to recognize these red-named players. As the leader of a righteous guild, shouldn't Momo be even less likely to recognize these executioners?

However, Mo Mo knows them right now.

They not only knew each other, but seemed to be very familiar with each other. What's going on?

PoH and his group of red-named players disregarded the fearful gazes of everyone around them and even dared to reveal their names. What was their purpose in doing this?

This is a murder mystery game!

Even in ordinary RPG games, many people will hide their identities when killing each other, let alone in this murder mystery game?

When did murder become so cheap?

PoH smiled and scanned all the players, tilting his head as he said, "Looks like we're really respected! So many fearful looks are making me tremble!"

"Hey, don't look at me like that. Don't you know we're the Smiling Coffin? We're red-named players? What if I get excited and I can't help but chop a knife off your heads?"

PoH drew his machete, instantly sending a chill down the spines of all the players. Thousands of them instinctively gripped their weapons, but none dared to draw them.

Using weapons against people and against monsters are two completely different mindsets and two different psychological states, even if you know that the person you are facing is a vicious criminal, a villain who deserves to die.

Killing still requires courage.

Or, to use a neutral term, it's courage.

"Alright, PoH, stop with the nonsense."

Momo spoke calmly to PoH, which made all the players suspicious and uncertain as they looked at Momo and PoH, wondering what their relationship was.

Could it be that Momo is colluding with PoH?

"Chance!"

Just then, Heathcliff realized that there was another condition in his plan against Momo: to frame Momo for having a connection with PoH and his Smiling Coffin.

Isn't this the best relationship we have now?

Heathcliff, as if grasping at a last straw, shouted, "Momo, what exactly is your relationship with PoH? Why are you colluding with a red-name guild like Smiling Coffin!"

“We couldn’t trust your previous nonsense, and now you’re even colluding with PoH, Momo. What makes us believe you? How can we trust you in the future?”

Heathcliff's heart pounded. This was his last chance. Even if he couldn't defeat Momo right now, he had to at least secure a position that could rival him later.

Otherwise, this game should really be over.

Heathcliff's words drew everyone's attention, even Momo turned to look at him.

Then, Mo Mo smiled slightly.

His smile was full of helplessness, as if he were looking at a good-for-nothing child who had no ability but still wanted to show off in front of adults.

It's a pity Heathcliff isn't a girl, otherwise he might have won people's favor by acting cute. Right now, Heathcliff's desperate struggle, clinging to the last straw, makes Momo see him more clearly.

Momer did not respond to Heathcliff, but turned away instead.

"Mo Mo! You don't dare to respond? You don't dare to answer my questions!"

"Hum..."

PoH turned to face Heathcliff and said, "Um, I think I heard something interesting."

Heathcliff frowned and said, "I'm not talking to you. You've colluded with Momo, what's there for me to say to you!"

PoH laughed brightly, but there was a chilling undercurrent in that bright smile.

"Mo Mojun, may I borrow your crystal? This is such an interesting thing, I have to let everyone know about it."

Heathcliff was startled. Could this also be part of Momo's plan? Was Momo's counterattack not over yet?

"no!"

"Take it, I've already told everyone the truth anyway."

Momo ignored Heathcliff, and no one cared about Heathcliff's roar. PoH took the crystal, put it to his mouth, and said, "Hey, there's a barking dog saying we're colluding with Momo? That's the funniest joke I've ever heard."

Momo smiled wryly. PoH wasn't like him; he wouldn't be so polite to others.

"PoH, what are you doing!"

PoH picked at his ear, ignoring Kayaba Akihiko, and said, "You're curious about what we're doing here? I can tell you. After all, I'm not like Momo-kun, who was threatened by our Boss and couldn't reveal the truth, leaving him to despair alone."

Everyone listened carefully to PoH's words, and when he uttered the word "Boss," everyone was taken aback.

Who is the Boss?

Is it...

Akihiko Kayaba!

Heathcliff's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. "Here we go again!"

"Yes, that's right, you guys are pretty smart too! Our boss is Kayaba Akihiko, the designer and manager of the entire game, the GM, who is watching our gathering right now."

PoH's words immediately caused panic among everyone. Red-named players were already feared, but these red-named players were actually Kayaba Akihiko's subordinates?

"Since Mo Mojun dared to disobey our Boss's orders and tell you all, then I have nothing to hide."

"We are Smiling Coffin, a red-name guild. Our duty is to kill. Who do we kill? We can kill whoever we want when we're in a good mood, but most of the time, we have to listen to our Boss and kill certain people."

PoH's smile grew increasingly sinister as he said, "Who should we kill? For example, technically skilled players who know how to create this SAO technology, or fantasy-type players who have doubts about the truth of this game..."

"And then there are the fearless players, just like our great Momojun, who can lead you forward and are willing to sacrifice for you."

PoH's face was almost touching Momo's as he said, "Hey, Mr. Hero, aren't you going to say anything? Don't forget... you're saying goodbye to everyone!"

"What! Farewell, you bastard, what do you mean by that?!"

"Yeah, Momo, what exactly happened? Don't be afraid of them. There are so many of us here, we don't need to be afraid of these few dozen people!"

PoH glanced at Kirito and Klein, who had spoken up, and laughed, "Hasn't Momo-kun told everyone yet? Well then, let me give you a little lesson. Even I, the executioner, can't stand it anymore!"

"Our boss wanted to torture Mo Mojun, so he told Mo Mojun the truth to only one person. At the same time, the boss also set a rule that Mo Mojun cannot tell the truth to anyone else, otherwise..."

PoH held the machete to Momo's neck and said, "Our hero Momo is going to get a machete!"

PoH's words were like a devastating blow, leaving everyone stunned. Only then did they finally understand why Momo had remained silent at the beginning.

Everyone understood the second reason why Mo Mo remained silent.

Perhaps that is the most important reason.

If I say it, I will die, be mercilessly killed.

If a piece of news of unknown veracity is to be shared, it could cause panic among players, and the person sharing it could also die. So, why share this news?

However, Mo Mo still spoke up, addressing all the players present and disregarding his own life to tell them the truth.

Or rather, he was forced by thousands of people to reveal the truth they least wanted to believe, which also led Mo Mo to the brink of death.

This kind of thing... Why does something so cruel have to happen!

Klein's knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground. He looked at Momo, but didn't know what to say. Kirito trembled, biting his lip, oblivious to his own health points dropping.

"Judging from your united front, are you planning to attack us, specifically our few dozen red-named players?"

PoH laughed and shook his finger, saying, "Don't even think about it, you guinea pigs. We're not the same kind of beings as you."

“We are the executive body of this game, or rather, the participants in the entire game. Even if you kill us, we will respawn in our base, while you will die as soon as you are killed once.”

"I'll die! I really will die!"

As if to support their guild leader's words, dozens of red-named players brandished their weapons, each casting a malevolent glance at the nearest player, causing those confronting the red-named players to instinctively take another step back.

"cut……"

Seeing this, the red-eyed Sasha spat and said, "These are just the kinds of trash we have. Now that we're about to complete the mission, Guild Master, shall we just go back like this?"

"Are we supposed to stay here and keep attending weddings instead of going back? I don't think anyone would welcome us."

PoH shrugged and said, "Oh, right, you don't need to worry about Mo Mojun for now. After all, Mo Mojun is a guest of our Boss. Boss wants us to take him back and treat him well before letting him leave."

"So, if there's nothing else, we'll take our leave now. Of course, if you really want to fight, we're happy to oblige."

"Mo Mojun, shall we go?"

Mo Mo did not resist or say anything more. He walked as usual, amidst the despairing gazes of thousands of people, into the midst of the red-named players, where he was surrounded by dozens of them.

They looked like prisoners surrounded.

Unfortunately, right now, Momo is just an ordinary player surrounded by executioners.

Mo Mo, carrying the regrets and hopes of countless players, and the last shred of conscience in their hearts, was surrounded by red-named players.

"Mo Mo!"

Kirito roared and was about to draw his sword to step forward, but was stopped by Momo's loud shout.

"Kirito-kun, how about I leave it to you from now on? It's alright, it's just a step away from the stage."

"But, but!"

PoH turned around and said, "No buts, kid named Kirito, oh right, just a heads up."

"The data collection for the entire game has reached its final stage. The next key area to collect is data on despair."