I am a reincarnation player.

It doesn't want to interfere, and it can't help but feel a little happy watching others struggle desperately.

"It's all in vain anyway. You must burn out here."

Endless death battles couldn't kill them, but coordinated prayers could.

The area that maintained sanity had shrunk tenfold, forcing Yuki, who was providing close cover, to occasionally jump out. Even if they had similar props, they would not be enough to reach him.

"Of course, if you don't want to kill each other, you can also choose to die at the hands of God."

The apostle raised his head. The bloody sky had completely changed its appearance. The ripples spread like huge waves, forming circles of ripples, and a sea of ​​fire was burning in the center.

Flying in the air, the sea of ​​fire occupied the apostle's entire field of vision. Compared with the past, it was almost the same size as the arena surrounded by eight giant pillars.

Tyranny, terror, madness.

The apostle quickly lowered his head, feeling that if he looked any longer, he would lose control of his fighting spirit and would either challenge the sky or join a bloody battle.

"But I just want to get away from here and regain my former strength."

The apostle murmured to himself, looking at the ruined city, feeling a little regretful.

Once upon a time, there were only eight death arenas and a group of natives here. It was it that used the ruins to build this city, restarted the cycle of killing, and longed to break through the barriers of the copy and return.

But this is a poison. As the killing deepens, its sanity will burn out, and it will eventually turn into a monster that only knows how to kill and destroy everything. At that time, this world will lose its qualification to be a copy.

And I became a beast in a cage, and could never return to that vast world.

"So I have to thank you for letting me put all my chips on the line."

He couldn't hide his smile at all as he watched Yuki and the others approach the edge of the ring and felt the destructive force coming from above his head.

It's almost there. The Blood God would get sick of watching this level of bloody battle, and then would bestow destruction with admiration.

......

"Hurry up, the smell above me is getting more and more wrong."

Yuki didn't dare to look up at the sky, nor did he need to. The oppressive force from another dimension was indescribable. The absurd thing of 'staring people to death' was becoming a reality.

The beam of light was just a thousand meters away, rushing in from the city center, burning the potential of every player.

The apostle had already flown hundreds of meters high, looking down like a god. Yuki didn't have time to talk nonsense with it and went straight to Mai.

"Senior, prepare to explode. It doesn't dare to attack you now."

Yuki is betting on that obsession, and now it is obvious that he is only one step away from success. No matter what Mai and the others do, the apostles dare not strike back.

"Okay, detonate two explosion points at the same time, countdown ten seconds, and then I'll go to the next explosion point." Sakurajima Mai spoke quickly. There were four sites loaded with explosives, but detonation took time. Each death fighting field was too far apart to be detonated at the same time.

"As soon as possible, tell Hiyori to stop running around and wait for me outside."

With the senior student around, Yuki didn't need to worry about anything. He just turned around and looked at the chaotic Shura field.

In the distance, shadowy figures were engaged in a bloody battle; in the near distance, people were lined up with their backs against the wall, shooting wildly.

But figures kept rushing out from the ruins. They were knocked down and shot, but as long as they were still alive, they would rush forward madly.

Unlike the zombies in Hongyue City, they will not form a zombie tide, but the strength of the miscellaneous soldiers here is extremely high, and almost everyone is as strong as a Licker.

"I'm out of arrows."

"I have one magazine left, and after that I'll just have to shoot my own soul."

Bad news kept coming. The team was no longer in peak condition. Almost 80% of their strength was used on Adam, and they could not be replenished in a short period of time.

This is not even worse. The domain halo has shrunk to two meters square, and the four people have no room to move around.

Ten minutes to go.

Yuki glanced at his watch and took a decisive step forward. Because he had consumed the most energy from Adam, he also had the most remaining energy.

"Who still has the dew of tranquility?"

If you step out of the area, you will be exposed to radiation. He had just drunk up all the tranquility drops, but just as he finished speaking, he saw Hayasaka Ai put away her gun and turned around.

No nonsense, no hesitation, Yuki only saw a pair of blue eyes appear in front of him. Before he could read the look in his eyes, he felt a hint of warmth on his lips.

The lips were pried open, the tips of the tongues touched and separated as if they were electrocuted, and then the cold liquid was poured in, which quickly stabilized the suddenly accelerated heartbeat.

boom! boom!

Yuuki instinctively pursued the wonderful touch, but two loud noises came from behind, which woke up Hayasaka Ai first.

"What are you standing there for? Go now."

Her tone was the same as usual. She grabbed the man's shoulders and threw him behind her. Before Yuuki could savor the scene, the manic shouting came into his ears.

The air became scorching hot, and the surging murderous intent diluted all unnecessary emotions, while the quiet dewdrops maintained the remaining rationality.

Yuki suddenly lost the desire to savor the moment, and chopped the figure in front of him with a knife. After carefully sensing it, he found that it was indeed calmer than before when he jumped out of the field.

It works. The fewer the audience, the less mental erosion there is, and even the pressure on the head is reduced.

"Senior, faster."

Kill one more person, it seems like there is a timetable in Yuki's brain.

The remaining characteristics of Mai Sakurajima, the speed of the apostle's rise, the rate of reduction of the thinker's field, the time it takes to resist the mental invasion...

Everything is progressing in sync, and ultimately compared to the duration of the deathmatch.

five minutes.

Even if he swallowed slowly, the drops of tranquility in his mouth were almost gone. His vision turned blood red as he watched the killing, his logic began to become chaotic, and he had only one will in his heart:

kill!

He began to actively rush towards the battlefield, away from the light wall behind him, which made Hayasaka and others anxious and sweating profusely, but they could do nothing.

If I step out of this area, let alone pull Yuki back, I'm afraid he will be chopped to pieces as soon as I get close to him. But seeing him going away, is he planning to stay in the copy?

boom--

At this moment, an explosion sounded, and as the roof of the death arena collapsed, thousands of spectators were wiped out, and the resonance of the shouts was weakened.

Yuki stopped charging and quickly retreated as if he had just woken up from a dream, without caring about the consequences.

"Not enough, Senior Sister, not enough."

The rate of domain reduction slowed down, but Hayasaka Ai and the others were almost crowded together and would soon be exposed to the blood.

They don't have the mental resistance to demonic possession, and they will probably put guns to each other's heads and kill each other in five seconds.

"I know, don't rush me." Sakurajima Mai was certainly aware of the importance of her trump card. She was not allowed to make a move when the battle with Adam was in full swing, and she has been holding it back until now.

The redundancy of this cry was higher than she had imagined. It was not enough to blow up three death arenas. The apostle did not intervene as expected, but it could control the remaining members of the cult and was rapidly expanding the alert range.

The eight death arenas formed a circle, and it was not difficult to predict which one they would blow up. II-IV had already exploded, and the next would definitely be I. They couldn't possibly cross the arena and go to the other side of the circle.

The key point is that this fourth explosion point is an initial experiment, and the killing effect is definitely not ideal.

"It just so happens that at this time, my special time has come."

She was extremely anxious, and even if her shouting couldn't make Yuuki and the others kill each other, the gaze above her head was about to reach a critical point.

"Senior, let me do it." A gentle voice sounded in her ears. Hiyori, who was supposed to be waiting for evacuation under the light column, came and was holding her knees and gasping for breath.

"The Void Puppet has finished cooling down. Give me the Lightning Ball. I'll control the puppet and charge in directly, luring the guards away. You can then detonate it. It knows we're there, and it knows there are only two of us. If you detonate it, it will concentrate its remaining forces at the next Deathmatch Arena."

Shiina Hiyori spoke concisely but calmly and explained things clearly.

Yes, if No. 1 is detonated, they will gather towards No. 8III which is in the next position. Then the Void Puppet can rush in with the lightning ball and trigger an even more violent explosion.

Mai's eyes lit up, but he was a little hesitant: "If you use the Void Puppet five times in a row, will it..."

"It doesn't matter. As long as we're still alive, the game can be fixed after we return. Make a decision quickly."

Mai glanced at the beam of light. It was the tallest skull mountain, standing right next to the Death Arena IV. If they could attract the troops away, it would be safer for them to gather.

"Okay, just focus on controlling it, and I'll carry you away!"

This was not the time to hesitate, she quickly threw the blue crystal ball to Hiyori and faced the burly man in a suit coming down the street head-on.

Two minutes.

When the fourth explosion sounded, the Thinker's domain had been completely annihilated, exposing everyone in the deep blood light.

Kaguya and the others suddenly felt a little excited and wanted to throw away their bows and guns and rush forward to fight. Taking into account the cyclical consumption, one-fifth of the spectators had been eliminated. After the intensity of the shouting was greatly weakened, they could barely maintain their sanity.

"Swallow the remaining drops of tranquility slowly." Yuki also retreated. After dealing with Adam, the chaotic fight in the ring was not a problem.

The four of them almost had their backs against the light, putting most of their energy into fighting the shouting. Their ammunition was almost exhausted, and they relied entirely on Yuki for cover.

Senior sister, please hurry up. We are still one kilometer away from the beam of light, and it will still take time to run over there.

Yuki counted down in his mind while swinging his sword and fighting against the mental erosion. He felt that every second was like a year.

"Hayasaka, a death knell."

boom!

Without a pause, gunshots rang out, and the five rushing figures were instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"There is only one bullet left." Hayasaka Ai kept pulling the trigger. She killed more enemies than Yuuki. After all, Deathstroke had unlimited ordinary bullets and was quite powerful.

"Keep it and pay attention to your luck." Yuki habitually left a trump card. Suddenly, a strong light illuminated his side face and he turned his head away instantly.

The roaring arc of electricity even passed over the ceiling of Death Arena No. 1. The Chaos-level props released all their energy, and the sound was several times stronger than that of explosives.

I knew I could do it!

Yuki immediately clenched his fists, feeling that the mental erosion had dropped to another level. Even Kaguya, who was holding her head, felt much more relaxed.

"Twenty seconds. Hayasaka, hold Kaguya. Zhang Jin, use whatever tricks you have. Don't let yourself be entangled."

"Damn, I really lost a lot this time." Zhang Jin did lose a lot, but he knew that he must not hesitate at this time.

He glanced at the citizens who kept rushing out of the ruins, and tried to kill them all before the cycle ran out. He raised his hand and clenched it in the air, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Zhang Jin tore off a large piece of his soul, squeezed it into the last few bullets, and turned it into a spiritual thunder that sprayed forward.

This is the last chip at the table, and the rest depends on how Yuki plays.

ten seconds.

Yuki no longer had the heart to fight, and was concentrating on looking at the light behind him to avoid it. This thing was not something that an extraordinary player could break through, and this was also his last card.

Through the strategy, he already knew that there were two ways to end a deathmatch. The first was that all enemies were killed. Obviously, this would not work. Now there were still endless people coming to kill. As long as the killing cycle continued, the deathmatch would never end.

"The second is the time limit. Kaguya Shinomiya has been out for two hours and twelve minutes."

Yuki's eyes were bright, and he was not gambling at all as Zhang Jin saw him. His heart had never wavered.

Even if the reincarnation game targets me and bares its fangs at me, He will still abide by the rules He has set!

three seconds.

When the spirit particle thunder blew the citizens who were passing through the rain of bullets into the air, the insurmountable wall of light began to flicker, reflected in Yuki's constricted pupils, as if it was going to drain all his strength.

Yes, just as I thought.

Without even having time to rejoice or savor the feeling of surviving a disaster, he raised his hand and grasped Hayasaka's shoulders.

"run!!"

Chapter 41 Welcome to the New Stage

The escape route has been found, so there is nothing more to say. Take advantage of the opportunity when the spiritual thunder blocks the oncoming citizens and quickly escape from this damn arena.

The wall of light disappeared in an instant, and the insurmountable chasm opened up, and there was no longer any obstacle between the light column and the city.

what?

The apostle, who was approaching the sky, opened his mouth slightly and saw the mice escaping from the cage. No, the cage disappeared by itself.

"Is there a time limit for Deathmatch?"

Even the apostles didn't know this rule, because in this bloody city, no one could last more than two hours.

Never give up, every move is to take someone's life, and if you lose the ability to fight back, you will explode on the spot, and all the player's energy will be absorbed by the life-and-death battle.

With all these situations adding up, it is difficult to form a protracted war, where one either kills others or is killed by others.

"I see. I underestimated those women."

The apostle came to his senses. Sakurajima Mai and others were too weak. In his eyes, they were like air. All his attention was on Yuuki. Then several women gave him a loud slap in the face.