Kibaou leaped out from the crowd, pointed at Akasaka, and cursed him indirectly.
"It's all because of you!!! You turned me into this!!! If it weren't for you! I never would've ended up like this!!!"
Kibaou's eyes were bloodshot. Clearly, he had pinned all his resentment on Akasaka.
He even blamed Akasaka for becoming a red-name player, without considering his own faults at all.
Akasaka lowered Avalon in his hand and couldn't help cursing Kibaou out.
"Are you out of your mind?! You're saying I did this to you?! I don't even remember you! Who the fuck are you?!!!"
Of course, Akasaka recognized the guy as Kibaou—he had read the original work, after all—but he truly wasn't lying. He really hadn't kept Kibaou in mind. If the guy hadn't jumped out just now, Akasaka would have forgotten he even existed.
After all, the guy had barely any presence. In the original work, he seemed to have only made a fuss during the early stages before disappearing without a trace.
Yet Akasaka had never expected him to cause such a massive mess here, actually bringing Laughing Coffin's people to come after him. That was the last thing Akasaka had anticipated.
At Akasaka's words, Kibaou involuntarily staggered backward and fell onto the ground, his defenses utterly shattered. But he immediately got back to his feet and shouted in fury.
"It's all your fault, all your fault! I'll make you die!!!"
"Brothers! Kill him!!!"
Kibaou gave the order to the many former raid party members around him, including Laughing Coffin's people.
Everyone drew their weapons. Some held shields, others single-handed swords, two-handed greatswords, hammers, or spears, while there were also ranged archers. All of them looked at Akasaka's group with murderous intent.
Akasaka knew this fight probably wouldn't end peacefully...
And more importantly...