Congratulations, You've Become an NPC

In this almost airtight space,

When everyone's atmosphere is about to become happy.

Something unexpected happened.

No sound was made.

A shadow stood in the darkness, watching them from behind.

The shadow wasn't there in the first place, otherwise he would have been discovered.

He appeared there suddenly, silently, like a ghost.

There was such a rumor in the Sword Knight Academy.

A long time ago, there was a man who used his sword to the extreme, and could even use his sword to cut through large magic spells.

His sword has no edge, but is extremely sharp;

His sword is very slow, but so fast that people can't see clearly.

People can always see him slowly retracting his sword, but they can never see the moment he draws it out.

He kills quickly,

Moreover, the blade is never stained with blood.

certainly,

This is just a rumor, and occasionally I can only hear older people talking about it.

Today's young students no longer believe such nonsense.

Although the brilliance of magic has been overshadowed by the booming technology, people have never forgotten the power of large-scale magic.

Using a sword to defeat demons sounds like a joke.

Arno didn't know whether this rumor was true or not.

He can't do this either.

When he kills people with his sword, there is always a lot of blood on the edge of the sword.

It was blood spurting out like scattered wolfberries.

"But there's only one thing I can do."

Arno's figure got closer to the group of joking people.

Hold your breath and slow down.

Arno couldn't make any sound in the true sense, he just touched the edge.

But for this group of people talking and laughing now, this level is enough.

"I can do it..."

A gleam of cold light appeared on Arno's sleeves, flowing in the darkness, like a poisonous snake trying to choose someone to devour.

This is not a sword,

But, you can kill people.

And the sword itself is used to kill people.

Although it is not a sword, it is still a sword.

Its essence is no different from that of a sword.

Although Arno could not kill without bloodshed.

However, he kills people quickly.

It's so close that the other person doesn't notice that he's bleeding.

rub--

A crisp voice with endless coldness.

Arno quietly came up behind a man, and immediately put his sword at his throat.

Of course he didn't do it voluntarily.

However, Arnold did it voluntarily.

And when Arno was willing to put the sword to his throat, it didn't matter whether he was willing or not.

Because he has no right to refuse at all.

Slight,

A drop of blood emerged from his throat.

The blood dyed the steel-white blade of the sword, giving it a hint of color.

Arno looked at it coldly,

The other party didn't even notice that Arno's sword had cut his throat.

Only when death gradually strangled his heart and stopped beating, did he touch his throat belatedly.

When the wetness spreads to the fingertips, everything is over.

The breath of life no longer favors him.

"one……"

Arno supported his body and slightly moved the angle of his legs so that he would not fall down for a short period of time.

This method is only available for a short time, but for Arnold, it is enough.

When he followed the same pattern again and got close to another person, another life passed away.

The joyful chatter becomes less and less,

But no one noticed anything unusual.

Arnold's method is very clever. He only chooses people who are silent for a while and will never interrupt a person who is talking.

In this way, the sense of inconsistency of missing one person can be minimized.

Finally, when someone finally noticed something was wrong, there were only two people left.

One is the strong man with the gun, and the other is the young man who talked to him before.

Others, although still standing, could no longer speak.

"What's going on? Why don't you talk?"

The young man's doubtful voice reached Arno's ears.

It's dark all around,

It was so dark that even if they discovered an abnormality, they would not be able to react for the time being.

This space is very important for Arnold.

"Hey! Please speak up! It's so dark that you don't speak. It's scary."

The young man approached a person, smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

cold,

Extremely cold.

Because the room was airtight, it was very hot and people wore very thin clothes.

It was so thin that the young man could clearly feel the other person's body temperature.

"you--"

The young man's pupils shrank suddenly.

Then, something even more horrifying to the young man happened.

The opponent's body was affected by the force and suddenly lost the balance that Arnold had created for him.

boom,

Gently, the other party fell to the ground.

The floor is very clean and it can be seen that it is cleaned frequently.

Therefore, his body did not raise a trace of dust, just as light as his death.

However, when the body fell, another person appeared in front of the young man in his place.

Arno looked at the young man coldly.

"you--"

The young man wanted to speak out in fear,

However, his speed is still too slow.

The sharp blade on Arno's cuff gently brushed across his throat like cutting a piece of tofu.

Phew,

A sound so slight that it is almost inaudible.

The young man stared at Arno with wide eyes. His throat opened and closed, as if he wanted to speak his words instead of his lips.

Unfortunately, there is no sound coming out of the throat and no words.

The young man's final outcome was just touching his throat and rolling up the whites of his eyes, which were as cold as fish.

"Only the last one left..."

Arno turned and looked at the man with the gun.

The first thing he saw was the dark hole of the gun in the opponent's hand.

This was expected by Arnold.

The young man spoke several times, and it was impossible for the other party not to notice.

But for Arnold, this no longer mattered.

"Who are you?"

The gun man took the place of the young man and expressed his question.

"Is this question important?"

"What can I do if I know?"

Arno looked at the gunman calmly, his tone calm.

It was as if the person who killed his companion just now was not him.

"You don't need to worry so much, just answer my questions!"

"who are you!?"

The gun man's voice sounded like it was forced out of his throat.

Even in such darkness, Arno could clearly see his trembling eyes.

"You're afraid."

“Fear makes you say things you shouldn’t say.”

Arno ignored the muzzle of the gun and approached the gunman.

"do not come!"

"I told you not to come over!"

The gun man roared angrily, veins popping out on his forehead.

He turned on the gun's safety on Arno.

This action convinced Ya Nuo that the opponent was not from the combat team.

The combat team will always keep the safety open.

"Why do you push yourself so hard?"

"I know you won't shoot."

"You know that shooting is not the right choice."

Arno did not stop and slowly approached the gun man. As he walked, he continued to talk.

"Put down the gun and your fear will disappear."

"It doesn't mean anything to you to hold that gun any longer."