"Big Brother Sigrout!"
The two Wind Elf players behind Sigrunt cried out in surprise when they saw Sigrunt unsheathing his weapon in anger and embarrassment.
"What are you trying to do?! Sigrout! "
Lifa's expression changed completely.
"He drew his sword!"
"Sigrout drew his sword!"
The surrounding Wind Elf players were in an uproar.
The entire hall on the first floor of the Tower of Wind immediately became chaotic.
In ALO, killing each other between different races was encouraged. The PK behavior between different races was also recognized, and it was quite intense.
Although not all races were hostile to each other, from the perspective of the system, different races would indeed compete with each other.
For example, outside the circle, killing between different races wouldn't cause players to become orange or red names. Therefore, it wasn't strange for different races to immediately start fighting when they encountered each other. This was also the reason why Lifa hated the Fire Elves so much. They relied on this setting to target the Wind Elves outside the circle, absorbing a large amount of money and items.
Apart from that, when players of other races entered the territory of a race that didn't belong to them, they couldn't attack the players of that race. On the contrary, the players of that race could kill the players of other races who entered their territory.
From this, it could be seen how PK was encouraged in ALO.
However, it was a different matter if the same race killed each other.
At least, this kind of behavior wasn't recognized in the circle.
"Aren't you afraid of Shuo Ye's punishment?"
Lifa shouted at Sigrout.
The Shuo Ye she mentioned was the Wind Elf Lord, who was also Sigrout's immediate superior.
As the Lord, Shuo Ye had once stipulated that the Wind Elves were not allowed to be hostile to each other. If it was too blatant, punishment would be given depending on the situation.
This was announced by the Wind Elf Lord, Shuo Ye, in order to not harm the harmony and interests of the Wind Elves.
But now, Sigrout had drawn his sword at Rozen.
This was obviously a very blatant act of hostility.
But Sigrout didn't care.
"Since you have the guts to say such words, then you should accept my duel invitation, right?"
Sigrunt pointed his sword at Rozen, his eyes brimming with hostility, malice, and even killing intent.
"Come out and accept my challenge!"
Sigrout roared at Rozen.
Before Lifa had time to stop him, Rozen already said.
"Stop barking."
Rozen walked past Lifa and slowly moved forward.
"A duel is a duel. What's the use of shouting so loudly? It's not like you're a dog. How stupid."
Rozen didn't hold back at all, causing Sigrunt to be infuriated.
However, Rozen could not be blamed for this.
It would have been fine if Sigrout was targeting someone else, but he was targeting Lifa. Coupled with his embarrassing performance, there was no need for Rozen to be merciful.
Even though Rozen had seen a lot of players like Sigrunt in the past, it was still the same.
After all, these guys were different from the opponents Rozen encountered in other worlds.
They were just ordinary people. After gaining power, status, and achievements in the game that they didn't have in real life, it was only natural for them to fall into depravity.
However, even if he knew that it was reasonable for these guys to behave like this, Rozen still couldn't show much understanding for these guys.
It couldn't be helped. Compared to the various enemies Rozen had encountered, such a character was too insignificant.
Plus …
"You're obviously in the game, but instead of enjoying yourself, you're doing something that spoils the game experience. What an eyesore."
Rozen slowly pulled out the sword from his waist as he moved forward.
"Clang …"
The sword gently rubbed against the scabbard, and the sound of metal rang from the scabbard.
"Clang …"
A dazzling brilliance flashed across the sword, causing everyone who was watching this scene to feel a stinging pain in their eyes.
A gorgeous white one-handed sword with golden patterns appeared in Rozen's hand.
That was the weapon Rozen obtained, Sword of the Fairies.
The people around him couldn't help but have their eyes lit up.
"That weapon …"
"It seems to have high performance …"
"I've never seen it before …"
"I'm afraid it's a very rare weapon …"
One by one, the wind elves began to whisper among themselves.
Sigrunt also saw this scene. At first, he was startled, but immediately a touch of greed flashed in his eyes.
High-level weapons would always be the players' favorite.
This was especially true for someone like Sigrout, who had a high opinion of himself. A weapon that looked like it was of high performance and was selling well could completely become a synonym for him. It was impossible for him not to be tempted.
Unfortunately, it didn't belong to Sigrunt.
At that moment, Sigrunt's eyes rolled.
And Sigrunt's behavior naturally didn't escape Rozen's eyes.
So …
"Do you want it?"
Rozen suddenly smiled at Sigrunt.
However, his words were like this.
"Don't worry, I won't give it to you even if you're a pig."
Rozen said sarcastically.
"You …!"
Sigrunt's breath caught in his throat, and then he finally exploded.
"I'll kill you!"
After roaring, Sigrunt raised the broadsword in his hand high.
He didn't directly rush toward Rozen, but suddenly spread the wings behind him, and with a flap of his wings, he gained an amazing speed and burst out.
That speed was obviously much faster than the Players charging and sprinting on their own.
This was also one of the characteristics of ALO. Because the speed of movement depended on the Player's own quality, the flying ability was set by the system. Often, flying was faster than running.
Coupled with the difference in maneuverability, it could be said that in ALO, the level of flying ability almost determined the outcome of a battle.
This was a world of aerial combat, and the first-class Players knew how to use flying.
And Sigrunt was able to rise all the way to the second place in the wind elves' martial arts tournament, even if his performance wasn't good, he obviously had some strength.
However, it was still the same sentence.
His opponent was Rozen.
"Bang!"
Amid the shocking sound of the air exploding, Rozen's figure suddenly turned into a gust of wind, stirring up a storm as he dashed toward Sigrunt.
Coincidentally, he appeared in front of Sigrunt with the broadsword in his hand raised high.
"Wh …!?"
Sigrunt's face changed drastically.
"Hmph …"
Rozen, on the other hand, smirked in front of Sigrunt.
Then, the Fairy Sword in his hand turned into a flash of light and slashed across the air.
"Pssst!"
Sigrunt's broadsword flew into the air with a tearing sound.
Along with his hand holding the sword.
"Bang!"
In the next second, a muffled sound was heard.
"Gru …!"
Sigrunt let out a muffled groan as his entire body was sent flying.
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