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"The regiment...the leader..."

Asuna and the members of the "Blood Alliance Knights" breathed gently, looking at the red figure sitting on the throne, but they still haven't recovered from the situation...

"You guy!"

Klein pointed at Hitzcliff and shouted in anger. "Why did it appear here?..."

"Where is the final boss?..." A bad feeling surged into Kirito's heart, making his face look ugly. He stared at Hitzcliff tightly, looking for his explanation, but the only thing that attracted was a steady laugh. Listening to the laughter, Kirito's face became even more ugly.

Hitzcliff stood up from the throne, without holding his cross shield in his hand, and looked around at everyone present with empty hands, looking at their blank expressions, and then looked at the expressionless speechless.

"Yan Jun..." Hitzcliff raised a smile on his lips, as if he was fun, and as if he was something else. "You don't seem surprised..."

"No, you were wrong..." Wu Yan smiled, shrugged, ignored the helpless expressions of the players around him, and turned his eyes to Hitzcliff.

"I was really surprised to hear that you weren't there..."

"Oh?..." Hitzcliff raised his brows and his eyes gradually narrowed. "But you don't look surprised at all..."

"It's okay..." Wuyan turned sideways, and slowly walked forward under Asuna's nervous gaze.

"After all, if even I was surprised, who would defeat you..."

Hearing this, the faces of the players around him changed again, but Hitzcliff smiled, smiled softly, and then laughed loudly. "Yan Jun. You are indeed not an ordinary person!"

After saying that, Hitzcliff reached out and grabbed the cross shield with his sword, walked down from the throne, walked towards the silent voice that also walked towards him, and said while walking, "From the first time I met you, I have a feeling..."

"In the end, you can come to this huge floating city. The uppermost Red Jade Palace of ‘Ein Geront’, must be you standing in front of me!"

"Oh? I didn't expect you to be so optimistic about me..." Wuyan shook the hem of his coat, stopped in front of Hitzcliff five meters away, and looked straight at the red figure.

"But my first impression of you is not that good..."

Hitzcliff turned his head without comment. He stopped looking at the silent words, but looked at the players who had not yet reacted, and said with a smile: "Congratulations yet. Everyone, congratulations on climbing to the top!"

"Hezcliff!" Kirito stared at Hezcliff with an unprecedented serious expression. "What do you mean? What does it mean? What does 'Welcome to my Red Jade Palace'!"

"What? Is it difficult to understand?..." Hitzcliff said with a little sneer: "Indeed, people who have always fought side by side with me suddenly appeared in front of me in this posture. Your performance is the same as I imagined..."

"But, please believe your ears again, you didn't hear it wrong!" Hitzcliff raised his head suddenly, the expression on his face had lost its previous shallow smile, and instead had indescribable sternness and evilness.

"The Red Jade Palace is indeed mine, no, I can't say that, I should say. The entire 'Engeronte' is mine, and this world is mine. Everything here, including your current imaginary bodies, is created by me based on the real image I scanned from your 'NERvGear' helmet!"

In one sentence, the air present immediately freezes. Every player, including Kirito, Asuna and others, has changed his face. A look of disbelief in his eyes quietly emerged with the changing faces. Some players even started to stand unsteadily. They staggered to the ground, their faces full of dullness.

Hezcliff's words were already very obvious, and he could no longer hear what he meant, but he could only beat him from the bottom of his heart that he didn't want to believe it.

In SAO, is there anyone who is qualified to say that the entire 'Ain Garront' and even the whole world is his, including those who can also create the creation of the imaginary body. Is there anyone other than one?

Even if I don’t want to believe it, now, the Red Jade Palace, which should have lived in the final boss, is Hitzcliff appearing inside. Isn’t it enough to explain everything?…

Kirito took a breath of cold air, condensed his voice, and said slightly bitterly: "You are Akihiko Kayaba!"

Hitzcliff smiled softly and shook his head, but before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the cruel words dispelled the last bit of reverie in the hearts of all players.

"Kiruni Kirito, in 'SAO', it's a ban to ask about the real world. Although I created this world, I also want to follow the rules of this world. So, here, please call me Hitzcliff!"

"Captain..." Asuna covered her mouth and took a step back involuntarily. "You really are..."

Hitzcliff did not answer anything, but said: "Originally, in my script, I wanted to make my true identity public when you reach the 95th floor, and then come here to wait for you to come, but..."

Turning his head to look at Wu Yan who had been silent, the smile on Hizcliff's face disappeared, and he said solemnly: "Yan Jun, your appearance has made me dispel such an idea!"

"Oh? Can our Creator be afraid of a player who can be played with it?" He looked at Hizcliff with a speechless smile, and all he received was Hizcliff's shaking head.

"I just want to observe you up close for a while..." Hitzcliff's eyes began to condense. "After all, you are the only player I didn't think I expected!"

"I have been thinking about why, as a player, you can have the strength far exceeding that of the player?" Hitzcliff shook his head again.

"In 'SAO', players' development ultimately has a limit. Even if I do not have a certain setting, I cannot surpass this limit. So I designed a unique skill, which is the only existence that can make the player's strength exceed the scope of ordinary players!"

"I gave myself one of the unique skills, the Holy Sword, and the other unique skills, the Second Sword Flow, gave the player with the strongest reaction ability, appearing as the hero character who finally attacked the Demon King. This is my original script..."

"I have always believed that only a player with another unique skill can become an existence against me!" Speaking of this, Hizcliff's tone suddenly became bitter. "But I was wrong, Yan Jun, you are an exception, an existence beyond my expectations. You have the strength to fight against me and even defeat me even if you do not use the "Second Sword Flow"!"

"Do you know? Yan Jun..." Hizcliff turned his eyes to Wu Yan. "The first time I was unwilling to give up, I was really unwilling to give up. As a player with unique skills, I don't have the confidence to defeat you who don't use unique skills..."

"So, Yan Jun..." Hizcliff looked around and knocked the cross shield in his hand to the ground.

"Before the final decisive battle, I want to fight you, a one-on-one duel!"

"She..." Asuna's face became anxious. "Yes..."

Wu Yan raised his hand, stopped Asuna's speech, looked at Hitzcliff and smiled.

"Are you serious?..." Wuyan narrowed his eyes. "Looking at your appearance, you don't seem to want to use administrator privileges. You are duel with me as a player. Do you think you will win?"

"Indeed, I don't think that among players, someone can compete with you!" Hitzcliff said frankly: "So, although I am not going to use administrator privileges, I will not use the identity of an ordinary player to duel with you. Anyway, I am the final boss. I will adjust my ability value to the value that the final boss should have!"
Chapter completed!