I am a reincarnation player.

One, two, three...

A large number of figures made of blood stood up and surrounded the witch spirit in the middle, who was obviously annoyed by a group of flies.

It couldn't understand why this man, who clearly had the ability to fight a bloody battle, was as insidious and cunning as a fox.

"You're the only one who knows how to gang up!?"

Shura's vengeful spirit.

Some of it was like the resurrection of the dead, the souls that had been killed were released, merged with the blood, and stood up again.

They have no intelligence and rush forward driven by instinct, like a long river of blood running in all directions.

Swish.

Yuki annihilated several resentful souls with one sword, but saw that countless resentful souls gushed out from the front as if a pipe had exploded. This witch spirit was smarter than he had imagined and was not besieged like a fool.

Just like a game of chess, it cracked Yuki's shameless tactics in a clever way.

The warrior became a commander in the blink of an eye, but his soldiers did not need to be controlled. They were like three layers of blood-red waves rolling and spreading. These were not witch beasts. They were shattered by dense magic and mixed into the sea of ​​blood, and then gathered again.

Yuki stood like a reef in the river of blood, surrounded by swords, spears, and halberds, and the two swords danced so tightly that no one could penetrate them.

These resentful souls are not considered strong, but there are more than tens of millions of them, and more importantly, they still retain the skills they had in their lifetime.

Some people held shields, which were chopped into pieces. Then hundreds of spears stabbed at them, cutting off both the people and the spears again, and then a storm of various witchcrafts came.

Poison, Bind, Cut, Fireball, Ice Wall...

From the extraordinary level to the extraordinary level, their strength varies, their skills are strange and varied, but what they have in common is their fearlessness and absolute chaos.

Burn to death.

A knife was stabbed into the ground, and the red lotus fire spread, burning everything within hundreds of meters into nothingness.

Breaking the waves.

With a slash of the sword, the crescent-shaped sword energy split the blood river, and the ferocious expression of the witch spirit could be seen in the distance.

But it was no use. Drawing a knife to stop the water only made the water flow even faster. A wave of blood was broken, and the second wave of blood followed. The sea of ​​blood that had evaporated on the ground was refilled in a moment.

There were too many of them, so many that the purification of the soulless was like throwing a small stone into the sea. Philen had no hands free to help because the blood river spread and formed a tight formation.

There were hundreds of blood shields in front of him, stacked with various witchcrafts such as hardness and reflection that only priests could use. Philen quickly gathered his magic power to the limit.

Forbidden magic. Doomsday meteor.

A cloud of fire quickly appeared, and Philen used the magic with the widest killing range.

In an instant, a gust of wind descended from the sky, a sea of ​​blood boiled, strong winds and sword pressure intertwined, and the Shura Tower was in extreme chaos and blood.

clang!

Just as Yuki leaned down to force his way through, a huge axe coming from the side forced him to raise his sword, and then he stabbed back without hesitation.

wow-

The sea of ​​blood was pierced, and dozens of resentful souls howling in pain were annihilated, but they were quickly replenished. Yuki was stunned for a moment, and saw blood-red sickles appearing all around at the same time.

"Can the main body fight while using a special move? That's a bit troublesome."

His face changed slightly. These resentful souls were actually nothing. It would take countless ants a long time to bite him, an elephant, to death. But it would be very troublesome if a monster as powerful as himself hid in the dark and attacked him. He was a bit distracted.

He dodged the sickle, and the sound of breaking air was approaching the back of his head. Even though he quickly turned sideways, the electromagnetic force field, which had already reached its limit, was still pierced through in an instant. The axe blade cut through the defense behind him like a piece of paper, brushed past the lumbar vertebrae and came out of the abdominal cavity.

"Give me your head! Give me your blood!"

The roars of the witch spirits came from all directions, but Yucheng turned a deaf ear to them and even had time to glance at the battlefield in the distance.

This river of blood is a distraction for him, but a deadly threat to Philen and others. The "sea surface" where the Doomsday Meteor evaporated has been rapidly filled, and Wu Ling is becoming more and more excited.

As one grows stronger, the other shrinks. It will soon be able to chop off the heads of these strong men to decorate the throne. Then it saw Yuki suddenly leap up and fly into the distance.

"Want to run? It's too late!"

Killing Tide.

The huge waves were like a wall, hitting them head-on. The wall in front was crowded with people, all of whom were resentful souls. They were waving swords, spears, swords and halberds, wailing, and blasting out a barrage of bullets like a storm.

Yuki faced the entire legion alone, using soul energy as a stepping stone, circling quickly in the air, his two swords like chains, and attacks of this level could not get close at all.

Faced with chaos and bloodshed, he did not engage in a Khorne-versus-Khorne confrontation, but remained extremely calm.

"Fortunately, this isn't a war tower. These wraiths will just rush up in a chaotic manner. Their numbers won't be enough to stop me. The key is the witch spirit. It can use the wraiths as cover to launch a fatal attack."

"The energy core of this instance is the soul crystal. I have annihilated hundreds of resentful souls, but I haven't seen a single soul crystal."

clang!

Just as Yuki dodged, a giant axe came from behind, sweeping back without moving, and then cutting him in half.

Swah——

The breastplate burst into dazzling sparks and was cut open, more blood gushed out, forming an even more powerful vengeful spirit. Then it only existed for a second before being directly blown to pieces by Yuki's whip kick.

Boom! !

The air was compressed, making a dull sound like an explosion. This vengeful spirit was more powerful than before, but Yuki's whip kick was also heavier. Even a small mountain would be shattered by one kick.

He has become stronger?

Wu Ling was stunned and quickly retreated to look for an opportunity to kill. The hero's vengeful spirit was still there, so he had to find out the details of the prey first.

Is it getting weaker?

Yuki was also stunned. He had just been hit hard by an axe. Even though his burning heart was about to "explode", he was not motionless.

"I understand. This guy is splitting apart. The energy to maintain the blood river comes from himself. No wonder these resentful souls don't have soul crystals."

Suddenly, he understood everything. He was wondering why this witch spirit was so ridiculously powerful. For opponents below the "monster" level, the witch spirit didn't even need to leave the throne. These resentful souls alone were enough to annihilate any team of tower explorers.

Then things are simple.

If it was a tower of war, the witch spirit would definitely adjust its tactics wisely, but this is the Shura Tower, which is famous for its violence and killing. The bloody witch spirit wants his head, so he will definitely go all out and leave no stone unturned.

"Everyone, give up defense. Philen, focus all your firepower! Concentrate all your firepower on me!"

The blood river obscured the battlefield, but the spirit particle communicator allowed Philen to determine the coordinates, but this command stunned everyone.

They were already struggling to hold on, facing an endless stream of resentful souls, with painful and twisted faces roaring as if they were going to tear everyone into pieces.

Giving up defense? Are you kidding?

Besides, there is something wrong with this order. Why would they concentrate their firepower on their own leader without worrying about being killed by friendly forces?

Mental illusion? No, the witch spirit has never demonstrated such an ability.

Philen was also a little confused. The battle time was measured in seconds, and there was no time to think carefully. The words Sakurajima Mai said flashed through his mind instinctively.

"You want to join the team? Then please follow all the orders of that pig-head unconditionally."

There was no logic in his trust. Philen gritted his teeth and first removed the defensive magic, then the restrictions.

boom--

An even more powerful magical power burst out. She had the habit of suppressing and storing the magical power, just like opening a valve, and then igniting it with a burst of fantasy.

With someone taking the lead, the others didn't have time to think too much. Peggy led the mercenaries forward and faced the falling barrage with all their strength. If the shield couldn't block it and the sword couldn't cut it, then they would use their bodies to block it and protect the Soulless Man and Philen firmly in the center.

Forbidden magic. Thunderstorm.

Area purification.

The beam of light and the erasure crossed the blood river and appeared directly above Yuki's head, and a blood-red vortex surrounded him.

Countless resentful spirits surrounded them from all directions, with swords and guns like a forest and bullets like a stream. Among them were four extremely powerful resentful spirits that were almost at the monster level.

This was an absolute Shura field, a place of endless killing. Yuki held both swords in reverse grip and stabbed them into the ground as lightning flashed above his head.

Soul energy is fully activated.

Red Lotus Burns the World!

A burning red lotus flower bloomed with him as the center, converging with rain-like thunder, mixed with the large-scale annihilation of the soulless.

Purification is useless against magic and soul energy. The combination of the three actually contrasts with each other. Everything within a kilometer was wiped out in an instant, and even the four strongest resentful spirits were shattered.

Wu Ling held up his battle axe, his body burning with residual flames, his red skin blackened by the lightning. His four eyes blinked, still not understanding why the enemy had bet everything at once.

Aren't they cowards? They're trying to use such shameless tactics to attack me.

Aren't they trying to break out? How can they escape after exhausting all their energy?

It didn't understand, the blood gushing out of its body was even more violent, it was very excited. For Shura, fighting with all one's might was the highest respect, even if the body was weak and shaking.

But the next round of tides had not yet gathered, and his vision became blurry. Wu Ling suddenly found himself leaving the tower and appearing in an unfamiliar bloody wasteland.

Hundreds of fresh corpses were piled up all around, making the wilderness too empty. Turning his head, he saw the black-haired swordsman standing on the corpse of a witch beast, looking down at him.

"field?"

The witch spirit felt something was wrong, and it felt a ridiculous fear spreading.

"Being too brave makes you look foolish, being too rational makes you look weak. Truly powerful people combine the two very well." Yuki answered the question irrelevantly, and the two swords touched lightly, making a crisp "ding" sound.

call out.

The swordsman disappeared, and Wu Ling raised the axe with one hand, feeling a huge force coming from his wrist, and another cold light swept across his neck.

With its left hand gone, it quickly leaned back to dodge, and while rolling, it opened its mouth wide and spurted out a ball of energy directly, but Yuki stood still, with several mirrors unfolding in front of him.

Boom—Boom!

The energy ball bounced back directly, and a mushroom cloud rose in the wasteland. Yuki swung his sword to clear away the smoke and dust, watching the charred witch spirit crawl out of the big pit.

"Hmm, it actually has the strength of Monster I. But don't even think about escaping with this kind of strength."

The Night Furnace, which has reached level 6, has become even larger. The witch spirit's charge can exceed the speed of sound, and the hunter's net is unlikely to be able to withstand an axe, and it will run away in two or three seconds.

"When did I ever think of running away!?" Wu Ling seemed insulted, but the wounds on his body had stopped bleeding. Releasing the vengeful spirit at this time would be tantamount to seeking death.

"Sorry, I always like to be sure, and besides—"

His legs crushed the ground, and he faced the one-armed Wu Ling with two swords. Before the opponent could spit out a blood-red beam of light, several reflectors had already blocked his mouth.

"You want my head, I want your blood!"

Chapter 6 Mastering the Shura Tower (K)

End.

A head-on, life-for-life battle is certainly exciting, but Yuki prefers to kill the enemy step by step like a clock.

Hot-bloodedness represents risk, and it is a last resort, so he has been suppressing the violent side effects of demonic possession. Otherwise, he would have given up treatment and fought a bloody battle with the witch spirit long ago.

"You are Shura, but I am not."

The tail of regeneration.

The wounds all over his body recovered quickly, and Yuki stood in front of a torn corpse. The blood under his feet flowed over the back of his feet. After expanding tenfold, the area was finally not so empty.

In addition to the corpses, there is also the spreading sea of ​​blood, which makes this place even more terrifying, like hell.

"I always feel a little comfortable. When did I become too comfortable?"

Yuki actually felt at home. He shook his head slightly and bent down to pick up a blood-red, fist-sized crystal.

[Witch Spirit's Soul Crystal (Unactivated)]

It’s still the same hint, but it must be very precious. If the evil-fighting team were to come, they might not be able to eat this witch spirit.

Fighting with him with full passion is seeking death. Even if Yuki opens fire at full power, there is a high probability of failure. The role of IQ is to make the probability of failure infinitely small.

[Player Yuki, you have reached the highest level of Shura Tower. Your participation rate is 100%, and you will be rewarded with 8 reinforcement points.]

[Player Yuki, you have eliminated the witch spirit, participation rate 100%, reward 2 specialization points]

[Player Yuki, you obtain the bloodline item 'Shura Blood Pool']

The game prompts unfolded one by one, and Yuki couldn't help but grin, like a top student who had scored 100 points on the test.

That’s enough, 16 reinforcement points are finally enough.

After reaching four floors in a row, killing the witch spirit, and mastering the soulless, Yucheng dared to ask which player could compare with his progress.

The blood-related item made him think for a moment, but he decided to stick to the original plan.