I am a reincarnation player.

Kaguya glanced at Yuuki, who was extremely calm, and said with a stiff upper lip, "No need, I can handle it completely."

Kaguya was trying to be brave, while Yuki had a complicated mentality. Emotionally, he had never been paid attention to by so many people in his two lifetimes, and his scalp suddenly tingled.

It's not just a matter of losing control of their emotions. Players with poor psychological quality may even become weak in the knees or get too excited and lose their way.

But rationally, he felt that something was wrong. This kind of mental erosion was continuous, and the drops of tranquility might not be enough for him to drink. If he really stood on the stage, he was afraid that there would be a risk of losing control.

"Hiyori, did you find anything?"

"Yes, around two o'clock." The girl's eyes gleamed. She swallowed the dew in small sips, activated her characteristics and skills, and scanned tens of thousands of different faces like a scanner.

"First, the density of people here is huge. I've seen dozens of people butting heads, and countless people spitting into each other's faces. This is enough to cause a bloody battle outside."

Through meticulous observation and supercomputer-like analysis, Yuki did discover this, but he was unable to compare hundreds of sets of data together.

Yes, why didn’t the fighting break out? Based on what I have observed over the past half day, the fighting should have started below, and there was also a melee above.

"Secondly, the audience stands are very close to the arena, and the fighters are very strong. Aren't they afraid of accidental injuries?"

Yuki had noticed this a long time ago. He had seen a life-and-death fight going on in the ring.

There are five warriors fighting in the middle, one of them has been in Rihe's notes, and his code name seems to be Bull Demon?

Just as he was thinking about it, the warrior wearing a bull-horned helmet jumped up to a height of about twenty or thirty meters. As his body fell, the black hammer continued to expand, and finally its diameter was at least ten meters.

This blow was very heavy.

Yuki saw him hammering down, and the air contracted like liquid, then suddenly exploded.

boom--

The sound waves were like waves, sweeping up large amounts of gravel and dust. Suddenly, nothing could be seen. Yuki subconsciously raised his hand to defend himself. Based on his experience, this shock wave was enough to raze the entire death arena to the ground.

But he felt nothing. All the power was confined to the center of the ring. Even the spectators in the first row showed no intention of dodging.

The power is controlled so precisely?

Yuki lowered his hand and saw a huge hole appear on the ring. All enemies and friends were swept away by the shock wave.

The Bull Demon landed on the ground and rushed towards the enemy who had not yet stood firm without any hesitation, and his hammer, which had returned to normal, went straight to his chest.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Muffled sounds were heard one after another, the breastplates were dented, some people flew backwards and died on the spot, some people were engulfed in blood flames, their bodies quickly carbonized, but in return they gained even more powerful power.

The fight continued, no one retreated, until everyone was dead.

"Hiyori, did you see that just now?"

"Well, there's something wrong with those cylinders. The power was restricted when it spread out, and the soldiers who were blown away were bounced back." The girl's heart was pounding. She watched, but hid behind Yuki.

"I don't know, but this is definitely a kind of protection. Otherwise, with such a powerful force, rivers of blood would flow in an instant." Yuki stared at the front. This was definitely an "extraordinary" strength.

It was very strange. The strength of the two sides was not equal. The opponent was obviously much weaker, but he never retreated a single step until his death. He even found that the gap in strength was too big, and used secret techniques to burn his life without hesitation for a second.

Also, there is no need for this Bull Demon to use his ultimate move. Wouldn't it be better to just beat them to death one by one?

A group of reckless men who don't care about their lives, all of them have histrionic personalities?

Yuuki raised his eyebrows and looked at the audience who were silent for a moment.

The entire audience seemed to be shocked by this powerful destructive force. After a moment of silence, they burst into even more enthusiastic cheers.

"Bull Demon!"

"Bull Demon!!"

Tens of thousands of people were roaring and cheering hysterically, with their fists raised high and their eyes red. They really looked like a swarm of wriggling insects.

The exhausted warrior stood solemnly in the middle of the pit, with his arms open, enjoying the glory to the fullest. He smeared the blood of the defeated on his black armor, as if he was painting some kind of totem.

At this moment, he raised his head and saw Yuki staring at him at the entrance. He stretched out his thumb and lightly scratched his neck. The murderous intent could not be concealed at all.

Yuki was baffled and subconsciously took a step forward, with only one thought in his mind:

Damn, I’m going to kill you.

Fortunately, Hiyori held his hand tightly. After realizing the problem, the girl kept staring at the ground, devoting most of her attention to reading the pattern on the floor.

Yuki turned his head and looked at her, concentrating for a few seconds, and the manic expression on his face faded away in an instant.

What a terrible mental erosion, just like the saint in the movie "The Conman", it silently affects the player's emotions.

At this moment, Yuki seemed to hold his own heart, causing its beating to slow down rapidly, and as he glanced away, the corners of his eyes began to twitch.

The cheers stopped at some point, and tens of thousands of spectators were staring at him.

Deathly silence, tens of thousands of different faces, as if copied and pasted, all with the same expression:

Endless instigation and infinite expectations.

.......

Sky Island City, we players have all been through thick and thin, so don't lose points.

Yes, be more alert.

Good job, go ahead and kill him.

No one spoke, but Yuki felt like he had become the deputy general of the elves. This feeling was even a hundred times stronger than the scene itself. After all, there were tens of thousands of people fanning the flames. In this situation, if you hesitated for even a second, you would be committing a crime and losing face.

No wonder I almost shouted 'TOM' and rushed forward to fight.

Yuki, who was somewhat socially anxious, felt his scalp tingle. He wasn't afraid of the enemy. In terms of performance, the Bull Demon was still a little behind him. But as a professional player, he knew that there was one most precious thing in these dungeons:

Stay calm, absolutely stay calm. A real player should not be played by games.

He immediately imitated Hiyori, lowering his head to the floor and speaking in a low voice: "Distract yourself, don't let it affect you, and don't disrupt our own plans."

He didn't need to say anything, Mai and the others had already diverted their attention, just like a gold digger who used the excuse of going to the bathroom to escape after paying the bill.

"You all saw it, this dungeon is designed to get us into a fight right away." Yuuki swallowed, as if trying to save face, "I'm not afraid of killing people, but I think this is a vicious cycle."

"Well, if you kill him, the audience will be more enthusiastic. There is a famous saying that goes 'Praise is the most poisonous poison'. If you keep fighting, you will exceed your limits." Hiyori quoted from the classics and also found the problem.

Mai was a little worried: "We are less affected. It seems that most of the attention is on you?"

"Maybe I'm the only male." Yuki finally came to his senses. It must be uncomfortable to be stared at by so many people. "Hurry up and think of a solution. We can't be led around by the nose like this."

Demonic possession already has the side effect of causing violence, and if these people add fuel to the fire, what will happen next?

I immediately thought of tip six:

【Battle and blood are glory, but also poison】

Now it seems that most of the ingredients are poison.

"What is this guy doing? He's not going to get scared, is he?"

"Why is he silent? The Bull Demon has challenged him, so hurry up and do it!"

"Pah, is this considered a warrior?"

The voices of doubt and contemptuous discussion were like the sound of magic entering the ears, and actually broke through the shielding of the spiritual communicator, which meant that covering your ears was useless.

A man lives by his face, a tree by its bark. Yuki's breathing began to become heavy, and his self-esteem and reason were colliding.

Either I keep doing it or I turn around and run. I can't just stand here and be despised by others. But if I keep doing it, wouldn't I be stupid? But if I turn around and run, I will have a psychological barrier in the future.

Being in the eye of the storm, Yuki was in a dilemma and couldn't concentrate on thinking. At this moment, a gentle voice was heard.

"I have a solution."

"Hurry up and tell me." Yuki felt that he could not help it.

Shiina Hiyori quickly quickened her pace, "A fight is unavoidable. This involves the cult behind them, but we can't accept their challenge."

"What's the difference? Won't the audience add fuel to the fire for other opponents?" Yuki said in a bad tone.

"Yes, but since they are spectators, if we don't let them watch the battle, they will have no reason to be so enthusiastic."

Don't let them see the process?

Yuki's eyes lit up. Yes, from what he had just observed, these spectators were cheering for the cruel and bloody battle scenes and enjoying the process wholeheartedly.

What would happen if we didn't let them see the process? To use an inappropriate analogy, if there were no visuals in a romantic action film, would anyone still be able to direct one?

"Coincidentally, I have a tool that can do this." When his patience was about to reach its limit, Yuki suddenly raised his head.

"How about it? Do you want to accept the challenge?" Abate asked enthusiastically, and the atmosphere in the audience changed from contempt to anticipation.

"Forget it, he just finished fighting, I won't take advantage of him." Yuki shook his head decisively, which immediately stunned the guide.

Huh? If you're not going to fight, why are you still discussing it?

The atmosphere changed from anticipation to contempt and occasional boos, but after all, Yuki didn't escape, so he was barely qualified.

"How shameless! I've seen too many people like you. Just don't run away from the ring crying later. Come with me."

Abate was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and just walked away. Originally, Yuki shouldn't have fought with the strongest person like Bull Demon.

Phew, it seems I got away with it.

Yuki breathed a sigh of relief and saw the warrior on the ring grinning, revealing shark-like sharp teeth, as if mocking him.

It doesn't matter. I will kill you sooner or later. I just don't want to be played by the game.

Yuki also smiled back. He now felt more confident and his resistance to mental erosion seemed to have increased a lot. He followed the guide down the stairs, feeling the questioning gazes around him.

There's no way around it. The painting styles of Yuki and others are indeed different. At least in this city, tall means fierce, strong means powerful, and it's best if they hold heavy weapons that are bigger than humans, which creates a sense of visual oppression.

The players, including Yuuki, were too thin, looked too pure, and lacked a fierce aura.

A smile appeared on Yuki's face. He didn't care what others thought. It was better to treat himself as a fly that could be easily swatted to death, and then when you made a move, he would chop off your head in an instant.

He was somewhat surprised by the reactions of Mai and the others. Being questioned by so many vicious people, he did not feel too uncomfortable except being a little nervous.

"We've already experienced being judged in Master of the Seas. It's really troublesome to have inconsistent styles." The senior student complained in a low voice. Among a group of wild pirates, they really looked like visitors from another world.

I forgot that they have more experience than me.

The frenzied death arena is an emergency, which will be dealt with later. The important thing is to continue exploring.

"Senior, activate your special ability. When I stomp three times, use the [Light-Covering Prayer] to cool down my skill."

"Okay." Mai didn't know what he was going to do, so she simply disappeared on the spot.

She was not completely forgotten, but her presence was extremely weak. However, as long as she did not step onto the ring, the people here did not care what a woman wanted to do.

"Kaguya, Hiyori, you will each act according to the plan and look for clues."

"Isn't it a team battle?" The black-haired girl lowered her voice. The atmosphere here really made her eager to try.

"No need. The prompt only states that players can participate in the battle individually or in groups. It doesn't stipulate that the remaining players must stand by and cheer on. Let's see how Abate reacts later."

"Oh well."

After saying that, everyone had walked up the stone steps and arrived at the bottom level.

Yuki looked at the ring with interest. The thing had been shattered, but it was restored to its original state just a few minutes after he went downstairs. He couldn't help but cast his eyes on the eight black cylinders.

Interesting, this thing is actually alive.

In the demon's vision, the cylinder was also as black as ink, but it was different from when he was in Yaduo Town. He didn't feel like he was being watched, and the swaying black light was like a burning torch.

There were just a few pillars, but the color was richer than that of the Saint and Dean Tomikawa. If there weren't so many people watching, Yuki would have really had the urge to chop them down.

Just as I was thinking about it, Hayasaka Ai came over again.

"How are we going to fight later? Do you want to act or go all out?"

The maid was not frightened by the hammer. She was capable of inflicting such destructive power and was well aware of it.

Acting? Full strength?

These are two different styles, and according to custom, one should perform them fully, so as to hide the trump cards and prepare for future challenges.

Yuki glanced at the figures coming out of another entrance. They were two people, wearing crimson cloaks and pig-nose-like masks. The one on the left was holding a long spear, and the one on the right was holding a pair of thin swords.

Their eyes were fierce, emitting a strong killing intent, but with just one look, Yuuki knew that these two were still far from being good enough.

Sacred and inescapable?

Yuki muttered to himself, then replied, "I'm going to activate the Night Domain later and see how the audience reacts."

"Row."

Standing at the edge of the ring, the feeling of being watched became even stronger. Fortunately, the enemies at the other entrance were cut in half.