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"PoH!"

Kirito roared, moving with lightning speed, the tip of his sword already gleaming. He knew the danger of leading the charge, but he was confident that his teammates would catch up.

Sure enough, a somewhat familiar figure followed him. Kirito was slightly taken aback. This person was none other than Johnny Black, who had seemed somewhat cowardly and fearful earlier!

However, upon realizing that the opponent was using a dagger, Kirito immediately understood. Players who use daggers must pursue speed and precision, so it was not surprising that they could keep up with him, a power-type player.

"Johnny, cover me!"

As he spoke, Kirito's body shone brightly, and the straight sword in his hand swept across a dazzling fan shape, which turned out to be a high-level sword technique, the Great Fan Slash!

Kirito's attack caused PoH's light smile to vanish, replaced by a cold glint in his eyes.

There were three people with him. Although the other three were still using the Spinning Wheel and had no close combat ability, Kirito dared to use an area-of-effect sword technique to bring all four people into his attack range by himself. That was too arrogant!

PoH felt challenged, and the light in his hand flashed as he advanced instead of retreating, slashing directly at Kirito's throat, showing no sign of dodging or avoiding Kirito's wide-range sword technique!

Kirito was naturally not arrogant. He did this for two reasons: first, he trusted his teammates, and second, he wanted to interrupt the three red-named players from casting their spinning wheels, forcing them to use melee weapons.

With dozens of players around me, do you think I can't handle the four of you?

However, when Kirito personally faced PoH's fighting style, which was completely self-destructive and suicidal, his mind went completely blank for a moment.

Trading injury for death, that's how reckless and decisive PoH is. A real man faces things head-on!

PoH's sword could sever Kirito's throat, while Kirito's low-damage range sword skills could at most cut a gash in PoH's chest!

What a ruthless man!

The light from their swords surged and surged, and they were about to clash. But unlike before, Kirito's face turned deathly pale, and PoH's serious expression turned into a sinister grin.

It flipped over in an instant.

"That despicable bastard!"

Kirito, helpless and angry, gave up on unleashing his sword technique. He was not afraid of death, but he did not want to die, and could not die. If he could kill PoH, he might hesitate, but he would never accept this pointless death.

Kirito, whose swordsmanship was abruptly interrupted, could only use the sword whose light had dissipated to withstand PoH's swordsmanship. In order to exert force, Kirito even pressed down on the sword with his left hand, trying his best to enhance the blocking effect.

In SAO's basic rules, sword skills will generally cancel each other out, regardless of their level, unless the attributes of both sides are overwhelmingly superior.

Instead of using sword skills to block the opponent's sword skills, even if the block is successful, you will not lose health, but you will be severely overwhelmed by the opponent's sword skill attribute bonus, resulting in a long period of stun.

Sometimes, depending on the location, it may be judged as an abnormal state, such as dizziness, numbness in the limbs, etc.

Therefore, unless one is forced to change their attack like Kirito, everyone will definitely prioritize dealing with the opponent's sword skills.

PoH dares to attack directly regardless of life or death, but Kirito doesn't dare to fight PoH to the death!

Kirito, frozen in place, remained calm because he knew that his companions would arrive shortly after he began fighting PoH; he was not fighting alone.

Putting everything else aside, even that seemingly unreliable Johnny Black could easily block one of PoH's sword techniques. He'd eventually recover from the stun, and then...

"puff--"

A muffled thud.

A sharp pain shot through his lower back, and Kirito stared in astonishment, his pupils almost dilating from the intense pain.

What's going on here...?

He was attacked!

The people behind...

who is it!

When did the person in the smiling coffin arrive behind him? Who exactly is he...?

Johnny Black!

Kirito, whose health was rapidly decreasing, roared and turned around. He wanted to kill this player who had suddenly betrayed him with his sword. As he watched the green name above the player's head turn yellow, Kirito understood everything.

However, Kirito suddenly realized... he couldn't move.

On his own health bar, a lightning bolt-shaped icon representing paralysis beats like a heart.

"I already told you, Kirito-kun."

Johnny Black's kind face still wore a friendly smile, but the light in his eyes had become unusually dangerous.

"I will definitely seize the opportunity. Aren't I doing pretty well now?"

"Is that right, President?"

114 The opposing team is full of crowd control abilities, what's the point of playing?

"So you've finally decided to give up your green-name status. I thought you were addicted to being a harmless, ordinary player?"

PoH slowly walked over to the immobile Kirito and put his arm around Kirito's shoulder like a good friend. Unfortunately, the machete in his hand was placed against Kirito's neck, proving that the two were not good buddies.

They are enemies destined to fight to the death.

"Well... after all, I am the last high-ranking officer with a green name. If even I am exposed, wouldn't it make things very difficult for us in the future? However, it seems that there is no future to speak of right now."

The dagger danced in Johnny Black's hands like a dance, dazzling the eye. He then came to Kirito's side, and there was no trace of the cowardly newcomer he once was.

At this moment, the players who were with Kirito and Johnny Black finally arrived late. They were a step too late and could no longer keep up with the development of the whole situation, watching Kirito being countered and helpless.

"What are you all standing there for? Attack! Don't worry about me!"

Kirito roared. He sensed something was wrong. It wasn't that no one had considered the possibility of green-named players inside the Smiling Coffin, but no one had investigated it thoroughly. They all thought that even if there were a few players acting as spies, it wouldn't make much difference and wouldn't affect the overall situation.

However, judging from the appearance, it is very likely that among these nearly three hundred people, there are more than just a few spies.

Now was not the time to worry about personal life or death, so Kirito immediately ordered the players to attack.

"That won't do, Kirito-kun. You're an important hostage. How can we let you die like this?"

PoH waved his hand slightly, and the three players holding the flying wheels released them again. The players who were initially tempted by Kirito's words had no choice but to abandon their attack and choose to defend.

Kirito stared at the flywheel, his teeth itching with hatred. How could this flywheel have such a troublesome characteristic!

"Ding-dong—"

With a few clanging sounds, the shield guards deflected the flying wheel, blocking the attack. Just as they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, Kirito seemed to have discovered something else.

"Watch out! Watch out for those around you..."

But it was too late.

The three players protected in the center suddenly had eerie smiles on their faces. They raised their swords and, starting from the center of the circular formation, unleashed a series of area-of-effect sword skills. In an instant, several sword skills exploded with light.

"what……"

"Damn it, who is it? You, you actually..."

"Miyamoto, what are you doing? What? Have you also surrendered to Laughing Coffin?!"

In an instant, the forty players were thrown into chaos. Their crowded, back-to-back formation made the flying wheel's attack almost ineffective, but it gave the spies who were attacking from the middle an opportunity.

The outermost shield guards, their eyes bloodshot, roared and charged towards the players whose names had turned yellow. They absolutely couldn't let them continue their attack, or their names would immediately turn red!

Their attacks also had a paralyzing effect, releasing a wide area of ​​effect (AOE). In an instant, a large number of players' health dropped sharply, and they were also paralyzed!

Damn it, it's numb again!

If it were a real game's PK system, the powerful effect of paralysis would definitely be weakened. However, there is no possibility of any updates here. Paralysis, this overpowered yet rare abnormal status, has become a powerful tool for killing and robbing.

We must stop him!

Several shield guards charged towards the three yellow-named players, believing they could easily stop them, and then the remaining players could hack these three despicable traitors to death with their swords.

However, while their idea was good, they forgot the most crucial thing.

Their own responsibility.

"No, don't go over there, you..."

Kirito let out a shrill roar, but the shield guards who had already unleashed their sword skills had no chance to react in time.

There are probably no more than ten people in the entire SAO who can react like Kirito, realizing halfway through releasing a sword technique, then forcibly canceling the technique and parrying in return.

Kirito's worries have indeed come true. PoH's smile became even more delightful, and the three behind him laughed and shouted out the names of the sword techniques.

"Flywheel launch!"

The three flying wheels flew towards the players again, this time with even more dazzling light. The first flying wheel hit a shield guard in the back, but this time the flying wheel did not bounce back. Instead, it continued to bounce towards another player.

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce away... cough cough, bounce back and forth, the flywheels instantly drew various geometric shapes in the dense crowd of players. Each flywheel bounced seven times before flying high into the air and returning to the hands of the three red-named players.

This is the highest-level sword technique that Flywheel can learn, yet its damage is still pitiful. Its only commendable feature is that it can guarantee seven consecutive attacks on seven different targets if the monsters are clustered together.

The number of locked-on attacks is probably unparalleled among all weapon sword techniques.

Unfortunately, it did no damage, and it shouldn't have been of any use anyway. However, now it also had a paralyzing effect. The three flying wheels attacked a total of 21 times. With the sudden attack from the three players earlier, more than 30 out of the 40-plus players in the team were paralyzed.

More than thirty people, in various postures, but those who were standing were lying there unable to move.

A sense of despair leaped from everyone's heart, surged to their throats, and blinded their eyes. Cries, shouts, and agonizing curses blended together.

Kirito watched all of this in despair, knowing that it was all over.

The paralysis lasts for one minute.

What can you do in one minute?

"Please, please, do you have any crystals to remove the paralysis? Save them! Don't give up! It's up to you! The lives of more than thirty people depend on you!"

Kirito was practically wailing for help to the last ten or so players, but what choice would those ten or so lucky ones make, looking at the paralyzed group of players and the menacing red and yellow-named players?

"Let's fight! I'll fight them to the death! I'll go first, let's fight together!"

A player carrying a large axe roared and charged forward, but he stopped halfway through the run, because the red-named and yellow-named players in front of him had mocking smiles in their eyes.

There was no movement behind him.

The axe-wielder whirled around and saw a group of players stumbling and running backward, crying and shouting. Several of them were pushing and shoving each other, seemingly trying to keep this possible spy away from them.

It's over, it's over.

The axe-wielder's courage and passion were completely exhausted in less than a second, leaving only a trace to keep him from collapsing to the ground.

“Beautiful courage, but utterly useless.”

Johnny Black's grinning face appeared on the axe-wielder's shoulder. The axe-wielder seemed to suddenly realize something, roaring as he spun his axe, determined to drag a hateful red-named demon down with him even in his dying moments!