I am a reincarnation player.

Originating from the ability of the 'Lost' witch god, a rare second bloodline skill, it was with this ability that the witch god infected the entire Red Earth Continent, turning countless humans into energy for his own awakening, and splitting the energy to create soul crystals and witch beasts, forming a kind of ecological cycle.

Fight division with division, infection with infection, erosion with erosion.

Muzan's expression froze. She could feel her blood losing control after it touched the gray miasma. This wasn't some kind of suppression tool, nor was it purification. Instead, it was—

"You have similar skills!?"

Yuki came in silence, continuing to fight his way through the thorns. Although both were pollution sources, there were also differences in concentration. How could such a small amount of blood break through the concentrated miasma of 'Soul Infection'?

It eroded in reverse, taking every drop of blood it passed by as its own, but it was too late for Wuzan to follow suit.

In order to escape from the maze, to find the hidden Yuuki, and to suppress the corpse, she had already dispersed the blood. It was not easy to gather it together now, and Yuuki would not give her this opportunity.

Ding--bang!

The bloody blade slashed on the thorn sword that was gathered in a hurry. Yuki leaned forward and slapped Muzan's beautiful face.

There was no mercy, the enormous force directly blew up the head, and the headless body was shattered, but was swallowed by the gray fog.

The erosion, combined with Sadako's black hair, made the gray fog even larger, and Yuuki glanced to the side, locking onto Muzan who emerged from the distance.

Want to run? Too late.

Hunter's trap.

The props in the furnace were mobilized according to Yuki's thoughts. Muzan was trapped as soon as he flashed out, and before he could react, the bloody long sword appeared in front of him.

Behead, kill.

Yuuki was like a dedicated cleaner, removing the dirt from the furnace, while Muzan's energy continued to drop, and he couldn't even maintain the thorn forest.

Roar! ! !

The wounded Wu Ling escaped and joined the roundup with a group of corpses. Jie Cheng's speed was too fast. Even if he paused for 00.1 seconds, the blade would follow.

Kill once, twice, ten times.

This is the real cruelty of killing, the slow slicing of people into pieces, a kind of severe pain that comes from the soul.

Yuki lowered his sword, and Muzan's figure was no longer in sight. The latter had no hope of breaking out, and his counterattack was ineffective. He rationally hid himself, waiting for the furnace to collapse on its own, and he would naturally have a chance to escape after returning to reality.

The blood line is still spreading silently, having penetrated the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and will soon find the boundary of the furnace.

"When the time comes, we will suddenly become one and penetrate the realm. Even if there is only a trace of blood returning to reality, you will be able to survive?" Yuki shook his head sarcastically, made a sword flower, and inserted the blade blood back into the ground with his backhand.

"But you will split, won't I?"

diffusion.

The pitch-black miasma lingering around Yuuki suddenly collapsed and spread to the entire furnace with the swing of his right hand.

The intensity of the infection was declining rapidly, and it was even more impossible to infect the densely packed blood lines that were spreading in all directions at the same level, but Yuki had never thought of using the LV1 soul infection to seize a powerful living puppet.

"It doesn't matter. Death is fine."

The shotgun was drawn, and two incendiary bullets were loaded. This was an extension of Yuki's soul energy and could certainly be ignited.

"No! Wait a minute!"

Muzan obviously knew what he wanted to do, and suddenly flashed out from a line of blood, but like Yamamura Sadako, Yuki didn't even look at him and pulled the trigger towards the sky.

boom.

Blazing fire.

Chapter 5: Epic Qualitative Change

In half an hour, I took Muzan's head.

The soul fire burned fiercely, turning the entire realm into a fiery red. Perhaps only at this time did the realm begin to look like a 'furnace'.

Yuki stood in the sea of ​​fire, looking at the charred corpse at his feet, observing the resentment on her face, and shook his head after a long while.

"Muzan Kibutsuji should have been at the Extraordinary level when he entered the game. It took him so long to become a Monster IV, but unfortunately he met me."

Muzan's player path might be even more exciting than in Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba. He pushed another skill tree to a very high level. If he had continued to strengthen along the path in the original game...

Well, death is faster and more miserable.

Yuki is not afraid of head-on confrontation, nor is he afraid of comparing health bars with others. Instead, the weirdness of the "One Hundred Demons Night Parade" opened his eyes. Whether it is cursing or pollution, they are all unconventional.

But there is no coincidence or luck. Whether it is the Witch God Soul Crystal or the soul infection, these are all skills that Yuki has chopped out with his sword and gun. He has been thinking about all-round development from the beginning.

"Muzan ranks high among the Twelve Evil Spirits, and it's unclear who is stronger between him and Kokushibo."

Yuki suddenly discovered an interesting thing, that is, after becoming a player, everything was cleared, and Muzan also lost the ability to take whatever he wanted from other ghosts. Maybe he was rebelling against Tiangang.

The second monster is level IV, and it has its own merits compared to Ulquiorra.

He was not at all panicked, and even had time to summarize. He picked out a few damaged props from the charred corpse and threw them aside, then took out a blood clot that looked like red jelly.

[Devil Blood Clot, which houses the soul of a Devil player. It costs 2 Specialization Points to forge, and has a chance to evolve into a Chaos Item.]

【Keywords, pollution, erosion】

Just like the materials dropped by Sadako Yamamura, it will inherit certain characteristics of the player. For example, the previous one is the keywords of curse and telekinesis. Yuki has no skills in this area, so he simply uses it as a consumable.

"Use two specialization points to create."

This was the first time Yuki had created a Chaos Prop. Ripples appeared in the air, and the void was constructed, just like a master painter was painting. With a blood clot as the core, lines, leather, and fabric progressed layer by layer, finally forming a pair of black gloves.

It seemed to be made of some kind of leather, with a blood-red gem in the middle. Yuuki looked at it carefully. In fact, except for weapons, chaos items were easily damaged, just like this black glove. It would be broken after just two cuts.

[Chaos Item: Blood Gloves (Mystical Level)]

[Increases the strength of erosion, pollution, and control skills by 20%]

[Side Effect: Rapidly Amplifies the User's Desire]

【Description: When you decide to control others, you have fallen into the abyss of desire.】

nice one.

Yuuki's face lit up with joy as he took one look at it. This item was a perfect match for 'Soul Pollution', and the so-called side effects were also very simple. Now that the Tranquil Dew had been upgraded to level 5, it was impossible to drink it all. Long-term use would allow Yuuki to drink more accurately.

A good chaos item must match the player's skills, and the side effects cannot be too outrageous. Obviously, this blood glove is very good.

Because of the soul infection, Yuki did not put it into the furnace.

"Monster IV players can drop materials for level 5 items. Hmm, another way to get rich."

Yuki touched his chin and looked at the charred corpse on the ground. The soul pollution was eroding the body. Soon another flesh and blood puppet would be completed, and the soul energy consumed actually came from Muzan himself.

The Demon Heart cannot be replenished after it reaches the 'full' state, so it can only be wasted. This soul pollution just solves the waste problem.

"Original soup into original food, Muzan, you gave it well."

Yuki smiled with satisfaction. He didn't leave the furnace in a hurry. After all, he had put in a lot of effort just now. He found a corpse and sat down, watching the corpses gradually recover. Some of them died completely because their soul crystals were broken.

"Muzan has two methods. One is his difficult blood control ability, and the other is that unknown authority. Strange, he has tried many times, why didn't it have any effect on me?"

This is a brand new clue that makes Yuuki constantly recall the settings he has gained along the way.

It has little to do with the completeness of the developer's permissions. Could it be that the problem still comes from 'nothing'?

He recalled what Gojo Satoru had said. The latter had almost complete suppression authority, which was also the premise of this faction war. The game described this authority as follows:

[Suppression authority, suppressing players from other factions entering the outpost. The scope and intensity are proportional to the completeness of the authority.]

"I can team up with Philen in other factions, but because I don't have a faction, it doesn't work for me?"

Yuki's eyes lit up. This made sense. The reason why Muzan dared to challenge him alone was because of this authority. That's why he was full of confusion and couldn't understand.

As an important condition, it should be incorporated into the operational plan, modified and corrected.

A new clue was incorporated into the plan, and several minutes later, Yuki suddenly stood up.

Keep going, the real situation outside will be exposed soon.

The thought flashed through his mind, and the furnace collapsed. When the burning eternal night was reflected in his red eyes again, a gust of icy cold wind blew towards him.

The air was freezing, even the falling debris was frozen in the air, and the world seemed to be shrouded in a huge blizzard.

Yuki subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face, looked up and saw a vast expanse of white all around him. The whistling sound of ice and snow penetrated his ears, and his fingers trembled from the cold.

I can't see anything, I can't hear anything, even if I switch to the demon's vision, there is still only a gray world.

"What a powerful Chaos item! It's rare even among level 6 items."

Of course, Yuki knew how big this horror castle was. The blizzard completely covered it. This was not ordinary snow. It could cause real damage to players below the extraordinary level.

First, it wants to use this item to suppress the evil-fighting team's military advantage. After all, the evil spirits suffered heavy losses in the previous battle.

Second, after dividing the battlefield, it is time to cover the battlefield, thereby creating opportunities to defeat each one separately.

Third, this is to destroy the command chain of the evil-elimination team and turn this faction war into a chaos and melee.

In an instant, Yuki had three ideas. He took out the disc, and sure enough, it was covered with fog and he couldn't see anything. Then the team's communication made a rustling sound and all channels were blocked.

"They really came prepared. Gojo Satoru and the others are in trouble. Judging from what Muzan said, Sukuna will be back soon. Then it will be two against one. Even if Gojo Satoru is invincible, he will not be a match for them."

He stopped where he was and continued to observe his surroundings. Even the blizzard could not block out some flashes of light. Those were the tracks left by head-on collisions between players with Monster III or above, but they were not enough for Yuki to identify who was who.

The melee has begun. It has to be admitted that the evil spirits' traps are very detailed. They have broken up the large army that had gathered together. Players from other camps like Shokuhou Misaki, Taihou, etc. are not familiar with each other, so how can they be identified by the tracks?

Fighting one-on-one and then annihilating Sukuna in one fell swoop is indeed a safe tactic.

Yuki saw the logistics team members frozen into ice sculptures, and suddenly drew out his sword. Suddenly, a ball of sparks burst out in the dense snow and wind.

clang--

A blurry figure emerged. It was a woman in silver armor and a black robe, holding a strangely shaped black dagger. She missed the target and instantly blended into the wind and snow.

"Do you think that even if I defeat Muzan, I will still be at the end of my strength?"

Yuki exhaled a puff of white smoke in the extreme cold. With just a quick glance, he already knew who was waiting for him.

Behind, above, and under his feet, a woman in silver armor and black robe appeared simultaneously. She had an elegant posture, ethereal movements, and a ruthless killing intent.

Belonging to the 'End of the World', the black knife assassin.

......

The war is gradually entering its climax.

Just as Yuki was dealing with Muzan, Gojo Satoru finally couldn't hold back and threw in all his troops. Two of the twelve evil spirits had been taken away by Yuki. If he didn't go all in now, would he have to wait for new evil spirits to fill the vacancies?

He knew there was a trap, so he had to take action, and things became very simple after that.

When he rushed towards the Demon Temple with overwhelming combat power, Mondes did not hide, but directly came up to him with a group of evil spirits.

When the two sides met, they were extremely jealous of each other, and Mendes opened the "Gate to the Demonic World" on the spot.

This is an extremely high-end, large-scale spatial skill that will randomly throw players within a few thousand meters away. Of course, monster-level players can break free.

But even for a millisecond, they would be thrown far away. When they returned to reality, they found that their companions had been scattered around them and the blizzard had obscured all their senses.

Traps, sophisticated traps. Every player knew that something was wrong. The team was completely disrupted. The teammates who used to cooperate well with each other and have complementary skills have become other players. There are conspiracies behind the conspiracies, and it is impossible to regroup.

The remaining twelve evil spirits all went out. Some of them went to find their old enemies in the castle tower, and some brought reinforcements to attack Shokuhou Misaki and others who were still in a daze.

The blizzard's obscuring effect affects both sides equally, but they have two advantages before the battle begins:

The gate to the demon world was opened by Mondes, so he could naturally locate the position where the player escaped; and the reinforcements of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons were dispatched in full force and had already prepared for battle.

"These evil spirits also want to make the final decision!?"

There was no trace of shyness on Taiho's face anymore. The people she brought with her, including the Emperor of the East China Sea, Atago, HK416, etc., were all thrown to other places. The team's communication was full of white noise, and several of her companions were replaced by players from the ether particles and the demi-human world.

They were not weak, but Dafeng couldn't even call out their names, let alone cooperate with them.

This was a trap that had been planned long ago and simulated thousands of times. A combination of punches made them dizzy.

"And the Anti-Evil Team can't keep their promise." She saw that there were only a few players in black uniforms. The blond warrior named 'William' was also the core captain, but he was obviously unable to stop the few people who came through the wind and snow.

A special-grade cursed spirit with a vicious smile and full of stitches on his face, and a golden knight in heavy armor. Especially the latter, he brought a whole team of heavily armored cavalry, not like a player, but more like an army.

"Real person!"

"The end world, guarded by the golden tree?"

The former was expected, but the latter was quite terrifying. The 'End World' was famous for its madness, and they would use their own players as firewood and rarely choose to hold back.

I knew they would call for help, but when did they get in touch with these crazy players?

Taiho glanced at the blond warrior with a frown on his face. It was too late to blame anyone now. The equipment kit appeared on his body, and the silver floating gun took off from the runway, releasing dense beams of light, while the golden tree guard just raised the giant shield and used heavy armor to withstand the strafing and charge forward.