Through the infinite career system of animation

Chapter 83 Devil
In the novice town on the first floor of Aincrad, a middle-aged man ran wildly aiming at the center.

Scattered passers-by saw this scene and shook their heads helplessly, thinking that the middle-aged man was a player who was driven crazy by the game of SAO.

The middle-aged man just glanced at the group of scattered players, and told him intuitively that if he lost the fun of monsters now, he would definitely die.

"Didn't chase after them, they have already fled here."

The middle-aged man looked at the dark street behind him in embarrassment, as if he wanted to find evidence that the other party hadn't chased him.

But not long after he turned his head, the fleeting touch of blood red in the dark night prompted him to start fleeing.

With the continuous pursuit of several humanoid monsters behind him, the middle-aged man finally fled to the central city.

At this moment, the embarrassed appearance of the middle-aged man and his almost collapsed eyes instantly became the focus of this street.

Looking at the players on the street in front of him, the fear and collapse on the middle-aged man's face disappeared instantly, and a strange smile slowly emerged.

"The devil is sublimated!" The middle-aged man growled with a ferocious face.

The middle-aged man grew wings with a wingspan of 6 meters. At the same time, a bloody mist gushed out from the middle-aged man's body and quickly filled the entire street.

"All be my blood bag."

The diffuse blood mist also absorbed the blood volume of the surrounding players to feed back the middle-aged man.

The players are all in a daze, and they haven't figured out the situation yet, when will the safe zone still lose blood.

Although they couldn't figure out what the opponent was, the intense pain let the players know the seriousness of the situation, and they quickly drew their weapons.

"Never again!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to the players, but stared at the few humanoid monsters crawling on the wall with demonic eyes.

When the player saw the middle-aged man turning his head away, he also wanted to get away, because the situation was wrong after all.

But just when the players started to retreat, the devil's claws all over the place suddenly rose from the ground, binding all the players in place.

The players were also shocked, they couldn't even move now, their blood volume was dropping rapidly, and a chill instantly flooded the players' bodies.

"Don't kill me, I don't want to die."

"You can talk, you are a player, why do you do this."

"Please, just let me go alone."

As the players cried, the middle-aged man became even more upset because the humanoid monster did not show up.

Just let the devil's hand drown all these players, and the player can only watch the blood bar go to zero in the boundless devil's hand, unable to do anything.

Just after the cries of the players disappeared, there was a sound of footsteps in the dark street.

"The best demon body is countless times better than the one I found at the beginning. It seems to be carefully prepared for me."

A crisp voice came over, and the middle-aged man also made a fighting stance, and he wanted the other party to pay a heavy price.

As the footsteps stopped, a delicate-looking girl walked up to the middle-aged man.

"It's good to be ambitious, but you also have to weigh your own strength. You're obviously just a lingering demon from another world."

After the girl finished speaking viciously, she fell to the ground like a zigzag puppet.

"Hmph, you dare to come in even if you know it's a scam? I really don't know whose projection you are."

Then the middle-aged man seemed to be crazy, hammering his head vigorously, and the wings behind him kept flapping.

Apparently the battle between the two demons using his body as a battlefield has begun.

But as 1 minute passed, the two demons, who were full of confidence at the beginning, were at a stalemate.

"If it wasn't for the severe injury, I only need one finger for your projection, and you will be gone."

"Tch, if I wasn't just a projection, you are a cripple, I just need to look at you, and you will be gone."

The two demons both opened the devil's language, talking to each other, trying to distract each other a little bit.

(End of this chapter)