I am a reincarnation player.

"Thankfully, our goal was achieved, and Hiyori was finally able to find out what was going on."

"But we don't know whether it's true or not, and you can't try it." Hayasaka shook his head slightly. This ghost place is really weird. Either you get beaten to death or kill others. There is no room for trial.

"So the risks for me and my senior are the same, but judging from the style of the dungeon, the probability of him cheating me is very low." Yuki stopped thinking about these questions. There is no such thing as 100% certainty in the reincarnation game.

"At least he's right about one thing. There's no need to think too far ahead in this dungeon. Focus on the present and the next battle."

call--

Yuki took a deep breath and walked to the end of the corridor. The dazzling light made him squint slightly, and he saw a venue that was exactly the same as the Death Arena No. 4.

The same venue, the same audience, still so crazy, wriggling like a swarm of insects, and there were also many empty seats in the middle.

Fanatical cheers were heard. On the enemy's territory, everyone shouted the name of "Golden Skull" loudly, but also showed respect and expectation to the warrior who came from afar.

Isn't there any information exchange between the audience?

Yuki lowered his head slightly and saw a giant in the middle of the field, holding two huge axes, wearing a golden skull helmet, and making a throat-cutting gesture towards him.

He has a strong murderous intent, it seems he knows my name.

Yuki smiled strangely and started self-hypnosis, instantly forgetting all the secrets and conspiracies. All he saw were the giants and the enthusiastic audience.

Okay, let me cool down your anger first.

Chapter 4 You Must Die! (K)

"Yuki's first Warriors Battle has begun."

The car stopped by the roadside, and Mai Sakurajima stuffed small bites of cake into her mouth. The player's storage space has a 'freshness' function, and these cakes have been stored for two copies and are still not spoiled.

Hiyori, who was sitting in the passenger seat, seemed to be dozing with her eyes closed, but she was actually controlling the Void Puppet to enter a black building not far away.

Although both are reconnaissance, the safety factor is much higher than if Mai goes there personally. Even if they are discovered, they can just be abandoned. Meanwhile, the blood-red figure that has invaded is watching the battle in Death Arena No. 1.

"It seems that the trick was successful. Kaguya-san, you can relax a little."

Mai took her foot off the accelerator, and the girl in the back seat said.

Kaguya Shinomiya was holding a longbow, ready to create an ice wall to block the way at any time. Upon hearing this, she loosened the bowstring slightly, with an expression of confusion.

"Are they really going to let us investigate? I always feel like it's going a little too smoothly."

They didn't expect that the red figure would actually take action in person. According to the news from Yuki, this person was the only one.

"This is a unique aspect of the dungeon. The people here don't seem to be into scheming. Yuki couldn't handle an open conspiracy, did he?" Mai held her chin and continued, "We've found many clues, but unless we can pry open the mouths of the cult's higher-ups, who will know the details of the ritual?"

The people here are all strong and indomitable, and they don't care about life or death. Unless you have powerful mental hypnosis skills, don't even think about it.

Hearing Yuki's defeat, Kaguya didn't gloat this time. She stretched and said, "I kind of miss those crazy people in Yaduo Town. At least their persistence can become a weakness."

"Same here. We're too focused on fairness and glory, so he'll take advantage of our weaknesses." Mai chuckled. In her opinion, no dungeon was as terrifying as the 'Bloodthirsty Red Moon'.

They were very weak then, but now they have some trump cards.

There is no day or night, and the city is always shrouded in a faint blood-red color. This environment inevitably makes people feel depressed.

Inside the car, Shiina Hiyori was sneaking in, and the two could only look at each other boredly. Kaguya really wanted to ask something for Hayasaka, but she swallowed the words back several times, always feeling that it was inappropriate.

Sakurajima Mai could naturally tell that she was hiding something in her heart, and could roughly guess what it was.

"Kaguya-san, you want to ask what my relationship with Yuuki is."

She asked suddenly, causing Kaguya to look up instantly and shift her gaze towards the outside of the car: "Well, I am a little interested, but right now I am in the middle of a dungeon strategy, so it's okay if you don't answer."

Haha, you are playing hard to get with me.

Mai smiled and teased, "I assume you're asking this on behalf of Hayasaka-san?"

"No, I don't like to pry into other people's secrets." Kaguya shook her head slightly. How could she possibly sell her own maid?

"So you're interested?" Mai opened her mouth slightly, deliberately pretending to be alert. "Let me make it clear first, there are some things you can't give in to, not even with friends."

what?

Kaguya tilted her head slightly in a daze, not understanding what Sakurajima Mai was talking about. After two seconds, her face slowly turned red.

"Who asked you to give in?"

The voice was a bit loud, causing Hiyori to move her head slightly. She quickly lowered her voice, "I'm simply curious. Well, from a rational point of view, now that the two of you are each leading a team, the relationship between you can bring different results, which will affect my chances of survival."

What on earth am I talking about...

Kaguya was completely bewildered, but under the smiling gaze of her senior, she gritted her teeth and continued speaking seriously.

The way she makes excuses is so cute. Does that pighead really not have any other thoughts?

Mai muttered to herself, after getting to know her for a long time, she found that Shinomiya Kaguya was not an ice sculpture, always talking about self-interest, but she never backed down at the critical moment. Then she looked less and less indifferent, and would even complain in a low voice when being persecuted.

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with Hayasaka. It only concerns my own interests. I'm just asking casually since I have nothing else to do. You don't have to answer."

"It's okay, it's not a secret." Mai raised her hand, twisted her fingertips around the hair beside her ear, and lowered her head slightly. "I rely on him, I trust him, and I like him, that's all."

It was a very familiar scene. In the hazy blood-red color, the girl seemed to be emitting light, which made Kaguya subconsciously look away.

This is the truth.

Even though she had expected this, Kaguya still felt mixed emotions and immediately asked, "What about him?"

"You want to know what Yuuki thinks?" Mai raised her slender eyebrows and calmly asked, "What do you think, Kaguya-san?"

The answer is obvious. Sorajima Yuuki's attitude towards Sakurajima Mai is very clear, and anyone who is not blind can see it.

Isn't this the kind of consensual love you see in books? Then what about Hayasaka, the shameless third party?

Kaguya's overly traditional education has confused her mind, but she feels something is wrong. Sakurajima Mai obviously knows what Hayasaka is thinking, but she does not show rejection or disgust.

Deeply scheming? This woman is indeed very skilled, but given the bond of life and death, she wouldn't harbor murderous intentions.

Mai immediately realized that the beautiful woman was imagining things again, and quickly added, "Don't overthink it. That pig-head is very greedy. In a sense, we have the same opportunities. For example, it's Hayasaka who's staying with him now, not me."

Yes, the three of them participated in Bloodthirsty Red Moon, so why should Hayasaka be one step behind?

No, I think I want to get Hayasaka back. Sakurajima Mai has bound Sorajima Yuuki, shouldn't that be a cause for celebration?

Kaguya's mind became even more confused. She realized that her original intention had become distorted at some point, so she covered her head with her hands.

No, no, I have to start from the beginning. From the perspective of the request, Hayasaka can only follow me, and Sky Island Yuki is a distraction...

"As Yuuki said, this Shinomiya Kaguya may look like an ice sculpture on the outside, but she's actually quite interesting underneath."

Mai looked at the distressed girl and felt that she understood her better. The latter was obviously asking on behalf of Hayasaka, and from her usual behavior, it was obvious that she had an attachment to Hayasaka.

Hayasaka, please pour me a glass of water. Hayasaka, what do you think of this dress?

Whenever Yuki is not around, Shinomiya Kaguya always talks about Hayasaka. In a sense, she is Yuki's love rival. As for why she speaks up for Hayasaka Ai?

There is no need to worry about this because there is no contradiction at all.

"She talks about profit, but deep down she considers Hayasaka-san like a family member, so naturally she shares her perspective on things.

Mai wasn't confused, nor did she feel threatened. She glanced at the distressed girl in the back seat, and at Hiyori next to her, who looked calm, because no matter what—

I will win.

"Well, what were you two talking about?"

At this time, Hiyori opened her eyes and happened to see the strange look of her senior sister. She immediately realized that the atmosphere in the car was not right.

How should I put it? It's a bit awkward, and also a bit youthful, which is completely different from this bloody city.

Mai glanced back and could see Kaguya was visibly nervous for a moment, so she smiled and replied, "Just chatting while you're exploring. By the way, what's inside the building?"

The question immediately diverted his attention, and Hiyori rubbed his swollen head and began to recount what he had seen and heard.

The interior of the black building was very simple. Although it was called a "cult", there were no departments or anything like that. The first floor was a garage, and things were moved upstairs. At first, Hiyori thought there was a warehouse or something upstairs.

"The building was essentially a funnel, and I saw a mountain of skulls, thousands and thousands of them."

"So they collect the skulls, then climb up to the upper floors of the building and throw them in. Uh, kind of like a granary, so they can pile them up into a mountain."

Hiyori's words were chilling, and they both turned around to look at the tall black building.

It looks like a huge black and red sword, but it’s actually just a container?

Hiss, how many skulls would it take to fill it?

They thought there would be some kind of ritual, like symbols, information, or something, but it turned out to be extremely simple, and this "simplicity" was actually despairing.

"You mean the inside of the building is just a pile of skulls???"

"Uh, Kaguya-san, I think you can be more amazed by the mountain of skulls," Hiyori reminded her. As expected, every dungeon was accumulating material for her novel.

"I'm sorry, what I mean is that if it's just a mountain of bones, it's useless to us. How can we find intelligence?"

Isn't that a rip-off? You could even just use some nonsensical text or abstract murals, and didn't Abate say to log the players into the system?

There can't be a server hidden in that mountain of bones.

"The naked eye is useless, so we can only rely on speculation. I'm sure those skeletons don't have any extraordinary powers. At least for now, they look like a bunch of performance art." Hiyori said carefully, pointing to the black car whizzing past the window. "But judging by the number, Skull Mountain must have been there for a long time."

Rihe has specifically calculated how many people die every day. Excluding the possibility of a person having two heads, it would take years just to pile up a mountain of skulls.

"What's even more bizarre is where those people came from. The number of skulls in just one mountain must exceed the entire population of this city."

No one could answer Rihe's question. This copy was full of weirdness. Even in Yaduo Town, after the thousands of residents were killed, they would not grow back like leeks.

They looked at the passers-by outside the car again. Apart from being a little more irritable, they were actually not much different from normal people.

"It can't be something like androids. If it can be mass-produced, they can just make skulls directly. Why bother collecting them all?" Kaguya joked, and saw that the expression on Hiyori's face was frozen, and he was trying hard to catch the fleeting flash of inspiration.

"Hey, why don't I see their bodies?"

Yes, the head is only a part of a person. Since the skulls were piled up, where did the rest go? I didn’t see any crematorium or anything like that.

"Let me think, the last time I entered the black building, I saw them carrying the corpse out of the car, then chopping off the head with an axe, packing it up and taking it away, and the rest..." Hiyori slapped his forehead lightly and suddenly remembered.

"The rest was thrown on the first floor, soaked in blood, and no one came to clean it up!"

She vaguely grasped the key point, held Mai's hand beside her, her face full of excitement, just like a novel reaching the most critical and exciting part.

"Senior, let's go to the next black building. I also want to see if there is a skull mountain, witness a ceremony with my own eyes, and eavesdrop on those people's conversations."

Can you really withstand the continuous use of the Void Puppet?

Mai's lips moved slightly. There were eight black buildings in total. After using the Void Puppet continuously, Xiaoxin's consciousness also returned to nothingness.

But seeing the excited and determined girl, she did not stop him. If the red figure came back, it would be just as dangerous, so she had to seize this window of opportunity.

"Okay, let's hurry up and search for two more seats." She said this, but opened the car door: "Kaguya, you drive, and I'll help."

......

This is really shameless.

In Death Arena No. 1, the apostle sat on top of the stands, staring blankly at the black giant egg in the center of the arena. In the past, the reports he heard were not very intuitive, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he found that the reports were not true.

There was silence in the venue, and everyone looked at the scene in front of them in a daze.

At the beginning, the place was filled with a fanatical atmosphere. The duel between the two warriors was undoubtedly a visual feast, and then Yuki began his own operation.

The frenzy turned into a clamor, with countless people gnashing their teeth and cursing. If it weren't for the constraints of their roles, they would have wanted to jump down and eat Yuki alive.

It's like downloading a work by a famous teacher. The toilet paper is already laid out, the pants are already taken off, and then you click the play button with great anticipation.

It's even worse than "Calabash Brothers". Yuki will just give you a black screen.

Then the noise became quiet, and even the apostles' fingertips trembled slightly.

If he wasn't very useful, damn it. He was completely going against the world. No, to be more precise, he was going against me.

Yuki did not break the rules, nor did he passively avoid the battle. He really tried his best to fight. However, the battle ended ten minutes ago, but he kept hiding inside and refused to come out.

This strange thing can block their vision, and they have no way to observe the battle situation from the outside.

"How could he suppress his desire after defeating the Golden Skull?" Elke beside him muttered to himself, completely unable to understand.

After a bloody battle, shouldn't a normal person accept praise and roar to the heavens? That kind of excitement and joy comes from the hunting instinct.

"In a sense, this is also a talent. He can actually interfere with the ceremony." The apostle looked away, and the more he looked at the black egg, the stronger his murderous intent became.

"But what he did has disrupted the operation of the world. The flame of God is no longer fervent, and the birth of blood puppets is getting slower and slower." Elk reminded.

"Similarly, the atmosphere has been suppressed to the limit. Once it completely erupts, the resonance generated will be unimaginable." The apostle murmured to himself as he saw the black egg disintegrate, revealing a messy arena and the man standing in the middle.

He was unharmed, facing the deathly silence and malice of the whole audience, as if he was not under any pressure at all, staring at the blood-red figure.