When Keli charged out, everyone was terrified.
Because even if they were completely irrational now, they all knew that their ability to remain there was entirely due to the person holding the front.
Once that person fell, they would immediately be doomed.
Thinking that Keli had already gone berserk, Kirigaya Kazuto was somewhat anxious. He didn't care about much else; he now realized that if Keli fell, everyone else there would be defenseless against these Deep Ones.
Quick thoughts filled his brain. He picked up a fish-cutting knife from nearby and charged straight over.
"Quick! Get out of the way! Retreat towards me!"
He watched with wide eyes as a Deep One charged behind Keli, who was unprotected, and picked up a fish spear. So, he raised the knife in his hand and swung it.
In his prediction, this strike should have just parried the fish spear, then he would step back, twist his wrist to turn the knife, and follow with a 袈裟斬 .
However, he seemed to have forgotten that this was reality, and he was not the Black Swordsman who could stand there and be hit by monsters for four hours without dying.
He was just an ordinary otaku.
His reaction speed, which was much faster than an ordinary person's, saw a slowly turning Deep One's eye and a casually thrown fish-palm strike.
He reacted, judged the length of the opponent's wrist, and prepared to change his move.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, Kirito's mind was instantly filled with a sense of weightlessness.
"Hmm?"
Looking at the person whose chest was caved in by his casual slap, who crashed into the bar behind and fell miserably to the ground, the Deep One tilted its head in confusion.
"Bang!"
However, a sharp pain from its fish head made it begin to lose consciousness.
It struggled to turn its fish head to look at the doorway, only to discover, to its surprise, that its companions were retreating in terror.
What… what's going on? Deep Ones, are they afraid of humans?
Afraid! They were just afraid!
The Deep Ones were retreating in terror.
Even monsters feared a creature that couldn't be killed; they had tried every method, even tearing at his flesh, but their kin who did so could only cover their mouths in terror and wail. He remained standing, unyielding, and at the same time, continued to slaughter their brethren.
At this moment, Keli finally discovered a certain abnormality in his body.
It seemed to be the same when he was a Ghoul; a Ghoul that tried to bite him also seemed to have a violent reaction.
He didn't know if it was true, but it was worth trying.
Keli faced the terrified fish-men, held his axe horizontally, blade facing up, and slowly drew the sharp edge across his palm.
Keli's blood flowed from it, drenching the axe blade, already stained with fish-men blood, in crimson.
The fish-men who were facing Keli but still dared not advance saw this scene and felt as if the axe had been imbued with some kind of witchcraft, experiencing an inexplicable shock.
What… what did he do?
And then, what faced them was Keli pulling the spear out of his own body, and the blood-dripping axe in his hand rapidly approaching.
The fish-men, unable to make expressions, twisted their heads quickly, throwing their weapons out in terror.
Keli dodged while moving forward, actually breaking through.
At the same time, Kazuma, who had been dealing with the fish-men by the window, felt the pressure lighten. He had no regeneration ability, and after fighting three enemies consecutively, he was already injured, with a piece of his right shoulder sliced off. The exposed nerves and muscles made Kazuma's face turn pale in waves.
However, he gritted his teeth, casually tore off a piece of his clothes to wrap his shoulder, and looked back at the popular guy who had been shouting earlier. His girlfriend seemed to be anxiously trying to save him, making him lie flat and breathe. But from Kazuma's experience, his injury was basically fatal.
Sighing, Kazuma followed Keli out.
Endurance was the advantage of them, the undead. As long as they withstood one round of the opponent's burst and weren't controlled, they would basically be invincible afterward.
And the nature of tonight's battle was about to shift; now it was time to change from defending their home to hunting.
After the two and the monsters left, the crowd in the hall finally quieted down.
"Can someone please call an ambulance?"
Asuna looked at Kirito lying on the ground, calling out anxiously, but none of those people cared about them. After realizing the monsters had left, they rushed out without hesitation, fleeing in what they considered a safe direction.
Kirito, lying on the ground, was already a bit dazed. He seemed to hear Asuna saying something like she was sorry, that she shouldn't have been here, but tinnitus was already starting to fill his ears.
"Asuna, run."
He opened his mouth to speak, but his throat was hoarse, and he heard no echo, so he wasn't sure if he had spoken. Later, feeling the tears dripping on his face, Kirito felt some regret. He shouldn't have fallen out with his sister because he found out he wasn't adopted, nor should he have neglected his family. If only he had trained his Kendo more, maybe…
A message suddenly popped up in Kazuma and Keli's minds.
"New connection added, Kirigaya Kazuto has died, will respawn at the bonfire…"
"Keli: ?"
"Sato Kazuma: ?"
"Keli: Wait, I just realized, haven't we been not using this thing?"
Keli, who was slaughtering monsters, suddenly discovered a shocking fact.
Damn it, it seemed they had a built-in communication method in their heads that was convenient for group activities, cheating on tests, and saving phone bills, but they had never used it.
"Sato Kazuma: !"
"Sato Kazuma: You're right! By the way, who is that Kirigaya Kazuto? And why do I revive while he respawns?"
"Sato Kazuma: What's the difference between these two?"
"Sato Kazuma has died, waiting for revival, countdown 3 minutes…"
Sato Kazuma was sent off by a sneak attack from a fish-man because he was distracted chatting in the chat room during the battle.
However, the answer to this question soon appeared.
With a flash of fire, a black-haired young man with a caved-in chest appeared beside Keli.
However, Keli did not pause his pursuit because of this, continuing to chase after the fish-men.
A moment later, the chest on the body left behind began to swell, just as Keli's body normally repaired itself, and then his eyes opened.
"This is… ? Wait, I think I saw something before I died…"
Kirito looked around, a bit uncertain, and swiped the air. In his vision, something like a Sword Art Online chat interface appeared, and immediately followed by an intense hunger that made him want to cut himself open and swallow himself.
"Kirigaya Kazuto: What's going on?"
"Sato Kazuma has revived at the bonfire."
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