I am a reincarnation player.

"The struggle between the martial arts world and the imperial court is one of utter annihilation." Captain Zuo came over, carrying a wine jug, and sighed, "Every faction has irreconcilable contradictions, conflicts that are bred from the mother's womb. New hatreds and old grudges pile up together, and only the men can see the true outcome."

"Like a ghost hunter?" Yuki seemed not to notice Shokuhou Misaki's pout and looked at the 'strongest human'.

"Hahaha, if we're lucky, once we catch the evil ghost, the outcome will basically be decided. No need for you to worry about it." Captain Zuo laughed heartily and asked intently, "Do you know what the outcome of 'Forget the Hidden World' is?"

"All the players perished, and their accumulated wealth was devoured by hyenas. After all, most players only wanted a chance to make a fortune and didn't consider the future of the camp at all." Yuki knew what was going on, so Gojo Satoru learned from the experience of his predecessors and would rather take more risks to control the intensity.

The premise is that there is no authority to suppress, and expanding the scale of the war is seeking death. Yuki immediately realized that gathering the authority of a "pioneer" is a false proposition. This is almost impossible because the harvested will seek external assistance and eventually destroy the territory.

Therefore, most factions will choose to compromise, just like the Mechanical Cultists or Valhalla, where each of them holds a large amount of authority and everyone discusses and does things; or like the "Hunters", there is a "Hunter King" who controls most of the authority and forms a strict organization.

"By the way, what was the outcome of 'Forgotten Hidden World'?"

He was moved and thought of his own outpost from the description. It was extremely dilapidated when he first came up, obviously having experienced a war.

"The winner will lick his wounds quietly, and the loser will be exiled to the border area. Fortunately, there are a constant supply of players, and we will be able to recover one day. Hmm? You have also participated in cross-faction wars?" Shokuhou Misaki noticed the disappointment that flashed across Yuki's face, and couldn't help but feel curious.

It's different. There is not even a ghost at the Thorn Rose Outpost. Of course, there is a chance that the survivors have fled to the border area.

If I can find a survivor, I will be able to completely understand what happened before, as well as Taiyi.

Yuki seemed not to have heard Shokuhou Misaki's question. Just while chatting for a while, he found a lot of inspiration. It turned out that working in isolation is not a good idea.

Before Shokuhou Misaki could get angry, Yomi, who had just left, strode back with excitement on her face.

"Everyone, we are ready to enter. The plan is going smoothly."

She stuffed a tablet into everyone's hands. It contained detailed information about the 'Night Parade of One Hundred Demons' and was also top secret for each camp. No one wanted to reveal any information about their own lair.

"Everyone, watch and listen to me. We have already rushed into the 'ghost town' and are fighting in the castle tower. Those evil spirits are retreating step by step."

As Huang Quan described, the terrain began to appear on the flat plate. Yuki then discovered that the "One Hundred Demons Night Parade" was different from his own territory. It was like a chessboard, divided into more than a dozen castles, one of which was the largest.

Excluding those who are doing missions and going to the border area, there are currently about 10,000 players in "One Hundred Demons Night Parade", but not all of them belong to the evil-fighting team or evil ghosts. The majority are always spectators, and there are also some forces that do not help either side and hold their ground behind closed doors.

While Sukuna and several powerful demons were away, Gojo Satoru launched a surprise attack. Thousands of players joined in at the same time and blew open the city wall in one fell swoop.

"Have you found any players from other camps?" Yuki snapped his fingers.

"There are players from 'Aether Particle', 'End World', and 'War Madness' here, but they are not prepared and their strength is not strong."

"you sure?"

"Well, that's what it looks like at the moment." Isayama Yomi didn't dare to be sure, and she didn't dare to say too much to Yuuki. She knew that this person had a bad mouth.

Yuki didn't ask any more questions and continued to look at the information in his hand, which made Huang Quan breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'll open the portal right away. Please follow me closely. Don't worry, I won't deploy you until Mondes and the Ghost General appear. You just need to wait by Gojo-senpai's side."

"As for when to deploy everyone, please follow Gojo-senpai's instructions when the time comes. Is that okay?"

No one objected. This faction war was relatively small in scale and short in duration. Everyone trusted the Evil Extermination Team and would not dare to use themselves as cannon fodder even if they had ten times the courage.

There are seven camps here, and each one of them has an epic boss behind him. If they unite to locate and track them, the evil-fighting team will never be able to complete any missions in the future.

"They're being moved from one place to another on standby, which is quite considerate. It seems like the battles between pure players are king vs. king, general vs. general, cannon fodder vs. cannon fodder."

"That's right. Every player has a unique set of skills and items, so it's impossible for them to be as organized as an army. Most players are used to fighting in small groups. Furthermore, the difference in combat power between players is huge. While monster-level players can crush extraordinary-level players, they also consume their stamina. If they encounter an equal opponent, they will be defeated if their condition is not good enough."

Yuki was absorbing knowledge crazily. He had accumulated rich experience in clearing dungeons, but this was his first time to fight a war between two players. This was also a side goal of this trip. He wanted to learn from the experience of player wars.

A blue light circle unfolded in the hall. Dozens of monster-level players were already ready. As the most elite hammer heads, they would launch a fatal attack together with Gojo Satoru.

Phew, let’s check out the new twist on the reincarnation game.

Yuki took a deep breath, making every nerve in his body excited, and turned his head to glance at the overly silent Ryougi Mana.

"What do you see?"

"It's dangerous, very dangerous." The girl's face tensed as she hesitated, "Should I tell the evil-elimination team?"

"Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Do you think they don't know that?" Yuki moved his shoulders and watched the players disappear into the light circle one by one.

"Follow me closely later, I'll take you to a killing spree."

Volume: Faction War

Chapter 1: Killing for Training

Eliminate the interference of plot and dungeon, and let players kill each other purely.

This is also an important part of the reincarnation game. No player can escape the vortex of fratricide. Even if it is just out of curiosity, Yuki wants to witness the faction war and see what position he has in the endless reincarnation game after working so hard for so long.

A trance-like feeling similar to teleporting through a copy came over him, his vision was restored in an instant, his eyes opened, and his blood-red pupils shrank slightly.

Is this the outpost of the Hundred Demons Night Parade?

There was eternal night overhead, dozens of familiar whirlpools were gently turning in the sky, and the air smelled of a mixture of sawdust and sulfur.

Yuki was standing on the top of a tall building, which was surrounded by some kind of barrier, making it visible in one direction.

Looking around, you can see large areas of shanty towns, some of which are torn apart or burning. Some affected players appear silently and run away.

Exclusive space can actually be destroyed from the outside?

He suddenly thought of the collapsed buildings when he first arrived at the outpost. It was obvious that they were completely destroyed. Later, because the Thorn Rose prohibited fighting, he didn't know whether they could be destroyed.

Even though these shanty towns occupy most of the area, they are still inconspicuous. In this vast dark land, the protagonists are the castles. They are big and small, Japanese, European and other styles. Most of them have their gates closed and various protective shields raised.

It’s very novel and valuable for reference. How come it looks no different from reality?

While the other players were focusing on the battle at the largest castle, Yuki was studying the details and couldn't help but ask a question.

"Why do some players live in castles and some in shanties?"

"The shanties should be included in the game when you ascend. Each camp has a different form of expression, and the size of the internal space is determined by the number of people in the team." Liangyi Mana, holding a pair of binoculars, looked puzzled. Isn't this common sense?

Well, this setting is the same as that of the thorny rose.

Yuki nodded and asked, "Where did these castles come from?"

"Players build it themselves. With a little permission, you can do it. You can change the material, style, and size. You can treat it like a guild base in an online game, where you can divide it into dedicated areas. Some areas are very sturdy and difficult to damage from the outside."

"How do we solve the problem of land?"

"Just rob them and overturn other people's nests. The exclusive space that comes with the game is very fragile. Even a super-level person can destroy it."

"Why deploy powerful defensive equipment? Why build it?"

"Are you afraid that others will steal it? The strength of the castle is directly proportional to the amount of authority. If the team does not have enough authority, of course they have to use defensive items to cover it." Mana rolled her eyes. She found that Yuki was sometimes scary smart, and sometimes ignorant like a pig.

"As for why it was built, you travel back and forth to the borderland through the medium, and you can't be surrounded by onlookers as soon as you get home."

I see. This is the setting of "If you are a brother, come to Sand City and kill me". No wonder the border area is so prosperous, and no wonder Philen dares not return home.

Judging from the performance, the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons has no combat restrictions at all. You just returned from the border area after buying a bunch of treasures, and then they were snatched away by the "fellow villagers" who were waiting for you.

And then there's the medium.

Yuki glanced at the broken sword stuck in the distance. In the center of this outpost, there were several broken sword sculptures with the same appearance, but dozens of times larger.

There were many players who appeared out of nowhere. After a brief moment of shock at seeing their homes turned into this state, they all ran towards the castles.

"What's going on with this medium?"

"Ah? How could you return from the border without coordinates? Those are public media granted by the game, and anyone with any authority can create individual coordinates. You don't want to be teleported to the enemy's lair for no reason, do you?" Mana gave a 'you're so stupid' expression and gently spread his hands.

"That's why players from different factions rarely visit each other. No one knows what's on the other side of the coordinates, or whether they'll be caught in a pig-killing game."

Oh, that's the difference between public coordinates and private coordinates. Because Isayama Yomi has the authority, I can appear accurately next to Gojo Satoru. I have to use this thing to enter and exit.

He suddenly understood the significance of those castles. These were the homes of various player forces. It was safer to travel back and forth using private media and return directly to their homes that had been built into turtle shells.

That's not right, how can the thorny rose have infinite medium?

Yuuki thought of the outpost of Thornrose, where there were countless tall buildings, and there was a portal in the lobby of the first floor of each building. Doesn't this mean that the medium is infinite?

Why? Why?

Yuki had no answer, he was just thankful that he had imposed the gag order early on, otherwise the many anomalies in the Thorn Rose would have been targeted sooner or later.

To sum it up, apart from the vortex above the head, there are too many differences between One Hundred Demons Night Parade and the Thorn Rose Outpost. The root of the difference is whether fighting is prohibited. This creates a strange equality. Every player has similar resources and cannot plunder each other.

"If it were like this, they would have already beaten me to death and destroyed my exclusive space from the outside, leaving me homeless. No one would want to live in a shack instead of the safer castle."

This has created a series of closely-knit factions, as well as countless hatreds and ambitions.

sense of security.

This is the most core demand of the reincarnation game. No matter inside or outside the dungeon, every player who does not want to commit suicide must pursue a sense of security, and this resource is the most scarce.

So what if you become an epic player? Where there is comparison, there is class; where there is oppression, there is resistance. And the game provides ample opportunities for resistance, no, for killing each other.

The weaker evil-fighting team will then bring a group of foreign enemies back home. Regardless of victory or defeat, there will be bloodshed. This hatred will continue until one side is completely destroyed, and then a new challenger will appear, and the cycle will continue indefinitely.

With disgust, Yuki finally turned his gaze to the core battlefield, which was a giant castle that could not be described in words.

The pitch-black city wall is about a hundred meters high, and the towering castle tower has golden patterns. It is so high that you can reach out and pick the stars. Its area is equivalent to that of a city, and it stretches as far as the eye can see.

The light left by various energies flickered inside and outside the city walls, afterimages crisscrossed on the walls, and every second, evil spirits and human corpses fell to the ground.

It was a fierce battlefield, but it was completely different from the global insect plague. It was hundreds of player teams fighting each other. Even with Yuki's experience, he couldn't tell how many extraordinary skills or chaos props were colliding.

Energy, physical skills, curses, cause and effect, time and space, domain...

Yuki was admiring the special effects movie. He had never seen so many players die in a short period of time. He didn't have to spend time studying the settings or cracking the secrets of the dungeon. He just had to focus on fighting.

It's really simple and crude, which is also the norm in reincarnation games.

He retracted his gaze and saw that Gojo Satoru in front of him was very busy. A holographic projection unfolded in front of him, which was covered with densely packed enemy and friend signs. Many high-ranking members of the evil-elimination team stood around him, and their straight black uniforms looked quite imposing.

The handsome Arima Takashi with white hair; the petite "Insect Pillar" Shinobu Kocho; and Abe Haruaki from who knows which film set...

There were many familiar faces, but fortunately Yuki had developed antibodies after seeing so many of them that he just glanced at them and turned to look at Zuo Qianhu.

"Why aren't there any epic player reinforcements? Ghost Hunters should have some."

This was a hidden common sense, and the warrior carrying the six swords didn't think much of it. He clasped his fists and replied, "It's not that we don't try our best, but because of the participation of epic-level players, if they are exposed, they will be targeted by the Judge, and the risk is too great."

Oh, there is also this setting. The Judge is not just a killer, but the maintainer of order in this stage of the reincarnation game.

He thought of the "Trial Mission". Anyone who broke the rules would become a virus, and the reincarnation game program would naturally send out antivirus software.

Otherwise, you will be crushed by the big guys and won’t be able to raise the Gu, right?

Yuuki cursed silently when he heard a cheer.

"We got in! We finally got in!"

Looking forward, the fierce battle has spread to the huge castle tower. Some members of the evil-fighting team dressed as ninjas are running on the roof, fighting with evil spirits and ghosts that appear out of nowhere.

The will-o'-the-wisp fire and the demon-killing bullets intertwined, and in just an instant, hundreds of fireballs emerged, looking like a string of shining pearls.

Demons are everywhere, and both the technological and magical sides have all kinds of abilities. It seems that this war is destined to be chaotic.

Yuuki was an excellent observer, keeping his composure and learning quietly.

"Issue a search mission for Tanjiro. Remove the common medium and sever all communication between the border areas." Gojo Satoru was very excited. The 'Teleportation Crystal' was a crucial item. "Have you encountered any monster-level players?"

"The Flame Demon appeared, and Giyuu took people to deal with it." Arima Kisho adjusted his glasses and said expressionlessly, "Only Virgil showed up among the Twelve Evil Demons, and he led Dante away."

Huang Quan frowned, the Insect Pillar chuckled, and many high-level members of the Evil Extermination Team were dissatisfied. Dante was a Monster IV player second only to Gojo Satoru and a vanguard general in the war, so how could he abandon his post without permission?

"Oh, the hatred between these two brothers is too deep. Let Kotaro go and help." Gojo Satoru scratched his head, as if he had expected it. "Well, send three more teams from the core to help Tanjiro and cut off contact as soon as possible. There are several monster-level demons staying in the border area. It will be troublesome when they return."

"Yes, the third, fourth, and sixth core teams will be dispatched to quickly suppress the first floor of the castle tower!"

Dozens of players jumped off the roof and soon sank into the eternal night. There were 20 core teams in total, and all of them were led by monster-level players, who were the core force of the evil-fighting team.

Shinobu Kocho, who hadn't been called, stepped forward and said, "Captain, have you found Muzan?"

"We're looking for them. Just be patient. You guys are looking for Muzan, they're looking for ghouls, and I also want to find Sukuna. This time we agreed to take care of them all." Gojo Satoru shook his head repeatedly. Everyone was busy with revenge, so they could only be defeated one by one.

He unscrewed a bottle of Coke, looked at the holographic screen, and nodded continuously.

The situation was good. The demons were caught off guard. Many players were still strolling around the border area, and when they returned, they were confused. The strongest outer defense was immediately broken. After killing Mondes, they waited for Sukuna to return and die.

After destroying them, he adopted a lenient approach towards the remaining teams, and the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons could finally be peaceful.

He glanced at the castles, big and small. Although their gates seemed to be closed, they were actually just watching. As long as the evil-fighting team did not intend to kill all the ghost players, they would not resist.

There are good ghosts there, as well as former ghost hunters who are in a stalemate, and they account for a quarter of the camp's strength.

"The problem now is that only one Virgil has appeared among the Twelve Evil Ghosts. They are the core force of the Hundred Demons Night Parade."