Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

"Kirito! Kirito! Kirito!..."

While running, Asuna unconsciously repeated the names of important people. Her eyes were fixed on Kirito who was lying on the ground. The blood bar on his head was only about 1/5 left at this time. The boss is not often in a dangerous state, and the person who caused all this...

"Hey, hey... is it true..."

Holding the murder weapon stuck in Kirito's arm a moment ago, Klatir didn't even pull out the dagger stuck into his back with his backhand. He looked at the girl who was approaching rapidly, and staggered back a few times. step.

"No...impossible...my plan is flawless...you can't know...who? Who betrayed me! Ah...I know, this must be an illusion...hehe...an illusion..."

Ignoring Klatil who was standing there muttering to himself with a crazy expression on his face, Asuna quickly ran to Kirito's side, and while he was watching silently, took out a few pieces from the item bar to remove abnormal status and restore Blood volume crystal, and clicked to use.

The feeling of paralyzed limbs gradually faded away, and instead a piercing tingling pain came from the arm, and then under the effect of the recovery crystal, the tingling pain turned into an itching feeling.

The moment he gained control of his body, Kirito's eyes seemed to be burning with a violently erupting volcano. He slapped the ground with one hand, and his whole body turned into a black shadow and rushed in front of Klatir.

A crazy face was reflected in the deep black eyes like a deep pool.

stride.

draw sword.

"Chong-"

The pitch-black sword light streaked across the air, and finally stopped less than one centimeter in front of Klatir.

"what……!"

Looking at the tip of the sword hovering in front of his eyes, the madness on Klatir's face finally subsided, and turned into horror.

There is no doubt that he is a veritable murderer.

But at the same time, he is also extremely afraid of being killed by others. Killing is not because he is fearless, but just a way to vent his inner desire.

But at this moment, on the tip of the sword in front of him, he smelled the breath of death.

In the past, he was the one who brought this breath to others, but today he was lucky enough to taste the feeling of dying.

Terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible...

Looking back with the sword tip as the center, what I saw was Kirito's calm expression.

Fury blazed amidst the calm.

At some point, Klatir's legs and teeth began to tremble.

The upper and lower gums collided, making a "crack" sound.

Silently watching the cowardly expression on Klatir's face, Kirito wished he could chop him into seventeen or eight pieces with a wild sword - this kind of murderer who has been rotten to the bone is not a pity to die!

But in the end, he still failed to hand out the blade to the last distance of less than one centimeter.

He can't.

He couldn't bring himself to kill.

Even if the other party is a heinous murderer, he can't just kill him because of this. In the end, he will only get more violence if he uses violence to control violence, until he himself is dragged into the abyss of violence.

"Will a murderer be afraid of being killed?"

Looking at Klatir, Kirito finally only said this sentence, his voice was so hoarse that he didn't look like a young man at all, then he put away his sword, turned and walked out of the canyon.

When he passed by Asuna, he paused, and said in a low voice: "This man is a member of your Blood Knights, I believe Heathcliff will make a fair verdict... I will hand him over now." Here you go, Asuna."

"Kirito-kun...?"

Not our Knights of the Blood, but your Knights of the Blood.

He didn't call Heathcliff the commander, and he called Asuna by his first name.

Just when Asuna was stunned by Kirito's words, a friend message came, and the sender was Kirito.

Some doubts opened the message, Asuna took a closer look, it was Kirito's application to withdraw from the guild, and specifically stated that even if he did not get permission, he would not join the Knights of the Blood League again.

After reading the news, Asuna raised her head suddenly, and wanted to stop Kirito who was walking out of the canyon, but as far as she could see, the lonely and lonely young man she saw seemed to have become vicissitudes in an instant With so many backs, her words of persuasion got stuck in her throat, and she couldn't even utter them.

It just felt like a hole had been pierced in my heart, and the cold wind was blowing into it, making my heart ache from the cold.

When leaving the middle of the canyon, Kirito stopped in front of Chen Mo.

From when Asuna rushed over him just now, Chen Mo had already stopped, leaning against the rock wall of the canyon with his arms folded and waiting.

Looking at this leisurely-looking black-clothed swordsman with complicated eyes, Kirito suddenly felt that what he insisted on began to shake.

"What does killing mean to you?"

"...eat, drink, breathe."

Although he was a little surprised by Kirito's sudden question, Chen Mo answered immediately.

"But...don't you feel guilty?"

"Does it make you feel guilty to breathe?"

"Why...why can you say murder so lightly? This is killing! Killing!"

In his mind, he kept replaying the expression of Klatir's indifference and even enjoyment when he killed the other KOB people before, and thinking of Chen Mo's indifference to other people's lives, Kirito couldn't help asking again what he had done in the Garden of Flowers. The question asked Chen Mo in front of the street gate.

"Probably because I'm stronger?"