I am a reincarnation player.

"You want to force me to weaken the King of Eternal Night? No, that's impossible. Go ahead and fight. I'll take over later!"

There was no answer, not even a reaction. The group was making final preparations before the battle and took out the Chaos Props one by one.

Damn, damn, damn.

Hint five was originally a mercy to the player, but it was very fatal to Mebius at this time, because the King of the Night would only hunt one target. She didn't know how far this place was from the end of the night, but it must be very deep.

There is a high probability that they will be swallowed by the eternal night, the King of the Night will appear directly, and then they will just be spectators. There are only four possible outcomes.

First, the Night King was defeated and he was unable to complete Hint 1 and was wiped out.

Second, the King of the Night defeated them and jumped out to take advantage.

Third, the King of the Night escaped, but these people went further than him, and the chance of a second fight was greater.

Fourth, the King of the Night watched coldly, but from the early research, this Boss was more like a defensive program and not that smart.

Want to gamble? I hate gambling!

Mebius only believed in experimental data, which required hundreds of attempts and then a calm summary, but she didn't have time to think seriously now.

It must not be the first one, no matter what.

They have already paid the price of most casualties. Even if there are errors, they have penetrated deep into the eternal night, and I still have a chance to defeat the King of the Night.

She no longer cares about inheritance. All she thinks about is getting 20% ​​participation. What's there to say?

Before the Soul Annihilation Cannon emitted white steam and smoke and stepped into the darkness with the players, she gritted her teeth, made up her mind, and stepped directly out of the range of the torch.

Endless night enveloped him, and cold eyes were fixed on him. He should have avoided the boss on purpose and would never start a fight until the end, but Mebius was filled with joy in his heart.

Yes, yes, yes, look at me, look at me quickly.

The soul lamp in her chest quickly went out, but Mobius, transformed into a black snake, remained unswallowed. Relying on the resistance she had cultivated, she forged ahead, desperately trying to get as close to the end of the eternal night as possible, and then—

The face distorted by anger disappeared in Yuuki's sight.

Hey.

Yuki stopped, half of his body submerged in the eternal night, and a hint of relief appeared in his eyes.

"I won the bet. I was destined to win anyway."

He didn't believe that a smart man like Mebius would dare to stand by and watch. There was nothing wrong with standing by and watching. The power in his hands already had a chance of defeating the King of the Night. It was just a matter of risk and cost.

7:40 minutes.

He glanced at his pocket watch and saw that the tide would continue to shrink in 20 minutes. At that time, at the same pace, the King of Eternal Night would become stronger, and the damage caused by the desperate efforts of the Bishop of Sloth and the others would be healed.

"She really followed your script." Mana whispered beside him, having already made plans for a decisive battle.

"She's been forced into a corner, and the one forcing her is none other than the Night King. Don't worry about her. This kind of player is definitely sure to win. Do you remember the nickname recorded in the profile?"

'Immortal Serpent' Mebius, every epic player has a title. Judging from the few records, this person is very difficult to kill.

"So she doesn't care about success or failure, she just wants to get enough participation? No wonder you looked relieved when you saw her just now."

"Well, 20% participation means that she must ensure that the Night King is weakened by 20%, even at the risk of her life." Yuki had all the details under his control and waved his hand gently.

"I will seize this opportunity to delve deeper into the eternal night. I will gather all the favorable conditions and put an end to this endless darkness!"

......

The script was based on intelligence and careful calculations. Yuuki didn't even know if the "Future Diary" had come in handy, because everything so far seemed so reasonable.

Bishop Sloth and his companions had no better choice, and Mebius had no choice either. They just did what they were supposed to do to the best of their ability, like a blade, unwillingly and reluctantly cutting off the flesh of the King of the Night for Yuki.

No one wants to be cannon fodder, everyone wants to be the fisherman and get the advantage, but Yuki tells them with the cruel truth:

Only the most sinister old villain is qualified to be the fisherman.

Going deeper and deeper into the eternal night, and constantly consuming the eternal night, Yuki had not even seen the King of the Night before he stabbed it all over with two sharp blades. But even so, going deeper into the eternal night was still a painful journey.

Mortensen fell, Klein chose to self-destruct, the Soul Annihilation Cannon turned into a pile of garbage, and Sekiro and Homura Akemi lost their combat effectiveness.

Yuki took off the lampshade and inserted the almost extinguished torch into the darkness. There was only a faint lone star in the endless night sky, and his refocused gaze told him the result.

"Mebius was defeated, but she's definitely not dead. She must have used some method to temporarily survive in the eternal night. Haha, I guess she's really hoping for my quick victory now."

Yuki told a sarcastic joke, but no one responded to him. Everyone was exhausted just to save a little energy for him.

Robertson covered his arm, which had been cut off by the Scythe of Night. His glasses were full of cracks, but his expression was like a burning fire as he looked at Yuki firmly.

Using countless corpses as stepping stones, no Night's Watch has ever gone so deep into the Eternal Night. Even if Yuki is defeated, it will be an epic story, but he knows that when the final plan is revealed, this man will never be defeated.

Everyone's expression was similar, their faces full of anticipation. They had already learned a lot from escaping the darkness many times, and the final step should be taken by the king himself.

"How far have we traveled?"

"The limit of the seven torches, and not far ahead, is the end of the eternal night." The scholar-like night watchman's face was full of fanaticism. No one could reach the end of the eternal night, and it was impossible to even get close to it.

"Oh, Mebius is worse than I thought. He's quite smart. As soon as he felt he had achieved the goal, he decided to hide and put the blame on me. That's fine, maybe there will be a chance for cooperation in the future." Yuki sighed, his face full of regret. Sometimes he really likes hot-blooded teenagers.

She probably hates you to death, and you still want to cooperate?

Everyone was too tired to complain and just stared at him in amazement until Mana took off the badge on his chest and handed it to Yuki with a smile.

"The last step depends on you. I will cheer you on."

Due to repeated wear and tear, the soul lamp of each player was very weak. Everyone woke up as if from a dream and took off their badges one after another.

These soul lamps gathered together could probably allow Yuki to hold on for another second, but taking one more step now would mean life or death for everyone.

The torch, like a candle in the wind, may go out at any time and fall into eternal night at any time. Those crazy monsters will not give us a chance to breathe. We can only break free a few times at most, and then everyone will die.

"This is also part of your plan, right? We can at least eliminate some of Eternal Night's power." Emiya had a complicated expression. Now he remembered that he was the captain, so why didn't even Manas have a strong presence?

But he also breathed a sigh of relief. If all the players died here, as long as Tip 6 was achieved, Illya and Tono Akiha could survive.

"Don't look like a martyr. Illya still needs you as her brother." Yuki took the lamps steadily and said with a smile. Except for Mana, he didn't have much contact with other players, but he saw the interactions between old acquaintances.

The Heroic Spirit looked puzzled and couldn't help asking, "Are you really the hidden sage of the 'Aether Particle'?"

"It's genuine. Look, Shunsui is using the detection tool." Yuki glanced to the side and asked the man who took out a rag doll to put it away quickly.

As the most chaotic and powerful faction, the Aether Particles do have a lot of epic players, but this guy is even more powerful than that dragon and that Skeleton King. Professionalism is written all over his body.

Emiya didn't want to explore the secret, he just couldn't help being curious. This kind of monster is a priceless treasure no matter which camp it is in, and is enough to make a local lord.

But thinking about the old scoundrel's methods, he felt that it was reasonable for him to act alone.

This old bastard not only harms the enemy, but also turns his own people into stepping stones if they are not careful. He should be kept at a distance.

"Then please."

"Okay." Yuki nodded. With so many people present, it was not appropriate to do anything unusual with Mana. The girl clenched her fists, and her blue eyes seemed to be glowing.

He said nothing, but turned and walked into the eternal night, feeling the powerful tide coming towards him, mixed with cold gazes.

He sprinted at full speed, the darkness like a tide suppressing his forward speed, but with an epic qualitative change, he broke free from the restraints and struggled to advance a distance.

Then, the feeling of devouring could no longer be suppressed, and the only lone star disappeared in his eyes.

Is it really eternal night?

Just like dozens of times before, he stood in the pitch-black darkness, but unlike before, the epic upheaval was burning with purple-red flames, and Yuki no longer looked like a bystander, but rather as sharp as a knife.

In front, a figure somewhat resembling Ulquiorra's Return Blade stood at the edge of the light. He was completely black, and his facial features could not be seen clearly. There was a slit in his mouth, revealing shark-like pale teeth.

A pair of bat-like wings grew on the inky black body, with dark green lightning remaining on the surface, as well as black holes of various sizes. Needless to say, these were the wounds caused by Mebius.

As soon as she was defeated, Yuuki rushed out. Just as she had thought before, the King of the Night had no intelligence, but hunted according to procedures. Otherwise, he should have used cannon fodder to distract Yuuki and give him time to repair his body.

Without any emotion, without any expression, it simply stood there, with its hands open. Thick black mist gathered and stretched in its palms, quickly forming a sickle, and then it raised its hands—

clang!

Yuki drew out the blade, and the giant sickle like a pendulum suddenly slashed down from above his head. No sound was heard, and the shadow rushed straight in front of him.

boom!

A gunshot rang out, and the monster that was close to his chest retreated silently. There was a fist-sized hole in his chest, and the remaining fire of the soul bullet was burning in the hole.

Yuuki looked at him and blew away the white smoke from the muzzle of the gun.

"Sorry for the wait, Lord of the Night."

Chapter 23: Confronting Taiyi

Without the senior and Hayasaka, Yuuki rarely fights the boss alone.

But he was very calm, which came from his confidence in his plan. Every guess and every step of the plan was just right.

The Night King is extremely powerful, enough to fight against the combined forces of the Nameless King and Mebius, and has unlimited opportunities to escape back to the Eternal Night and fight again, but the old saying still applies:

“I’m the one who wrote the script.”

He will only appear when he is needed, and when he is needed is decided by Yuki.

"You're just a brainless guard dog. I can't waste too much time on you. The important things are still to come."

Blade Blood fluttered slightly as he watched the round hole in the Night King's chest heal like clay, while green lightning continued to flash on his body.

Well done, Mebius. This 'poison' is beyond common sense.

The monster had no sense of pain. Its dark body twisted, and four arms holding sickles grew from its back, and then it raised its left foot.

There was no sound, no afterimage, no sonic boom ring. He just appeared silently in front of Yuki, and the five sickles fell at the same time, cutting Yuki into several pieces, and then turned his head 180 degrees to the back.

The master-level Moonlight Ghost Step made Yuki extremely fast. Before the afterimage of the chopped-off corpse collapsed, the muzzle flame and the black knife mark appeared at the same time.

Milliseconds have become a luxury, the Soul Fire Gun and the Night Scythe are constantly intertwined, and Yuki is getting more and more excited as the fight goes on. This is not the excitement of a war maniac who sees a strong enemy, but the confidence in his calculations.

Epic I, he only has Epic I. Of course, with the advantage of terrain, it is difficult to defeat him at the same level. Fortunately, I will not be completely restrained by him.

boom!

The shotgun shells came like huge waves, but the King of the Night did not block them head-on. Instead, he nimbly hid in the night. At the same time, the purple lighthouse became even more dazzling.

boom!

As the Night King was illuminated, the second projectile followed. It was cut by the sickle and exploded into a huge fireball.

Explosive incendiary bomb.

As soon as the fireball appeared, the blood-red spear pierced through the middle, and the sickle behind it closed, clamping it tightly in the middle. The monster raised its head and saw Yuki emerging from the moonlight.

thump—

A straight punch hit his face, causing his featureless face to sink, as if he had been hit in a black hole. The huge suction force made Yuki unable to pull his hand out. His eyeballs rolled, and the sickle came across his waist.

clang.

The black armor was cut open, leaving a mark about an inch deep. Yuki ignored the pain and activated the gloves on his fists.

Blood Gloves.

Soul pollution.

The virus corroded the body from within, which stunned the King of the Night who was controlling several sickles to chop. He took the initiative to spit out Yuki's hand and wanted to retreat into the night, but found that he had lost control of his body.

Soul pollution. Puppet threads.

Purple-red threads connected the gloves to the big hole on the face of the King of the Night. At the same time, Blade Blood turned his gun into a knife, leaving blood-red knife marks in the air.

The two arms were cut off, and thick night sprayed out from the wounds. The monster had no sense of pain. The night was deformed in the air and turned into thousands of tiny black needles.

Eternal Night Piercing.

Ding ding ding ding.......

Sparks exploded all over Yuki's body. These black needles were extremely hard, leaving dense dents. After being bounced away, they quickly stabilized and pierced countless times.

Even if it is a tanky Monster IV player, this move is enough to beat the opponent into a sieve. No super-speed regeneration is useful, and even the Insect Demon Armor can't withstand it for a few times.

The pendulum of eternal night.

Just as the black needles were covering the area, the darkness condensed into several giant sickles that were hundreds of meters long and swept across from all directions.

"You want to leave me so much?"

Yuki's eyes moved around. Even the lighthouse formed by the burning soul could only illuminate a range of one kilometer. Once the King of the Night escaped into the eternal night, he would become a shadowless assassin.

"Don't think about it."

Qualitative change of soul. Transformation into void.