I am a reincarnation player.

"Don't think too much, just do as I say and you will win." Yuki said in a cold tone. Seeing the bald man open his mouth and remain silent for a long time, he still turned his head to convey the order.

The reason why the Judge wants to cooperate with him is the absolute control over humans. The Judge cannot have direct contact with the copy forces, so he values ​​the obedient Yuki very much.

His red eyes swept around, and the strange dust in the bridge had disappeared. They had risked their lives to cooperate, so it would be a bit insane to continue to monitor them closely.

Very good, this is considered as initial mutual trust.

Yuki took out the Future Diary, took out the old golden pen, put in the last two specialized points and started writing on it.

There is a saying of the mercenaries that is both right and wrong.

You have to act according to the script, but you have to act according to my script.

......

"Humans, when did you become so powerful?"

In the illusion created by the magic forest, a beautiful woman with long pointed ears and a green rune painted on her forehead was looking at the round mirror in front of her.

The long golden hair was as smooth as silk, and the mirror surface rippling like water did not reflect the beautiful face. It was a battlefield within the outer ring.

The huge fortress kept moving forward under the support of mechanical arms, spraying various projectiles in all directions. This kind of war technology was too crude in the eyes of the elves. The key was the battlefield in the sky.

A mecha charged forward with a lava bomb, turning into a spiral beam that pierced through the dwarf airship, and a flower of fire suddenly bloomed in the air.

The death of the vulgar dwarf should have been a cause for great joy, but the Elf Queen Raphael couldn't laugh. When did this human being turn things around?

They are just a group of rats, but their own strength has grown at an alarming rate. What is even more terrifying is that they have a group of powerful assistants who can destroy an army alone, are extremely powerful, and there are many of them.

"What is going on? When did the great game become so unfair?" The queen turned her head and looked at several figures in different costumes. Needless to say, these were all players.

As players of 'Moon Wolf', these werewolves and vampires are in dire straits. The elves are extremely xenophobic, and these players from the dark race cannot raise their reputation to friendly no matter how hard they try.

They were trapped in the magic forest and knew nothing about the outside world. They looked at each other in confusion when they saw the scene in the magic mirror.

Including the tanky player, they observed three epic-level powerhouses. This, this is so unscientific.

"I think this might be the Judge." A black-skinned man with a long knife on his back stepped out and gave a brief explanation.

"Are you saying that your kind are collaborating with humans to achieve a certain goal? That they'll leave once they achieve it?" The Elf Queen squinted her eyes and asked softly, "Are you sure? Judging by the roots of fate, they're going after the Tin Men. If humans could gain access to their racial talents, they'd be even stronger. Combined with this combat power, the Great Game could be usurped by a group of rats."

The Blade Warrior licked his lips and dared not nod. If he guessed wrong, these elves would use the entire team as fertilizer without hesitation.

This is the most depressing part. They are imprisoned here and have no way of contacting the outside world. How can they be sure?

Useless and ugly garbage.

The queen uttered the most vulgar curses, but she didn't think that these stinking helpers would be useful. She looked at the magic mirror and thought for a while. The decision was actually not difficult to make.

Yuki used an overt strategy, which was to make all races feel threatened. The growth rate of humans and this group of players were of course a huge threat, but on the other hand, he also took advantage of humanity's history of humiliation.

A group of mice hiding here and there could not even get close to them, let alone surpass them. The elves with mysophobia could not accept it, not to mention that these mice were not using their own strength at all.

It would be fine if I could become stronger by my own ability, but what about relying on a group of helpers?

"What are the movements of the dwarf, the birdman, and those monsters?"

"The dwarves' territory is closest and they've suffered the greatest losses. They're determined to avenge their grudges. The Doomsday Airship has already taken off. The birdmen are gathering in the Sky City and must be watching closely. As for the Warcraft, I hear the Seekers of Destruction are lingering nearby."

A handsome young elf reported, his voice as gentle as a harp.

"A group of rats has set the whole world in motion. Even if they perish, they will die for a good cause." The queen seemed to be praising them, but she knew that these races were ready to take advantage, and humans were obviously going after the mechanical race.

"What about the movements of the Ironhide group?"

"It's impossible to observe, but there's no migration. They must be preparing for war."

"No, can't those heartless iron creatures calculate that they are no match for these humans?" The queen frowned her golden eyebrows, feeling that something was wrong but couldn't put her finger on it.

Could it be that they set up a trap to lure the main forces of each race over and then destroy them together?

Her eyes moved back and forth between the images of the golden fleet, the doomsday airship, etc., but she did not dare to stand by and watch.

Human beings’ helpers are too powerful. If they drive out the mechanical race and develop themselves, wouldn’t they be shitting on the heads of the beautiful elves?

Yes, humans are too ignorant and have no idea of ​​the secret of the torch. Perhaps they really dare to ignite the fuse of destruction in one go.

The queen bit her silver teeth and suddenly hated these dirty and ignorant mice. She wanted to remind them that the great game could not be played to the end.

Forget it, the ignorant deserve to be annihilated in silence. Once the war begins, no race will allow humans to survive.

"Order--"

Wow.

All the servants and warriors in the palace knelt on one knee, which made Blade and others very embarrassed, but no one cared about them.

"Activate Morton's Spear, let's attack too!"

Chapter 14 Listen, we still have to thank you

Pulled around and moved the whole body.

Yuki has always been puzzled. Although this great game is intense, it is like a curve that suddenly reaches the bottom. The fighting never stops, but acts of genocide rarely occur.

This is not normal. At least according to the history that Rihe and Feilun found out, there were hundreds of races participating in the Great Game in the beginning, and many powerful races were annihilated in the dust.

But at this stage, the intensity has decreased. The killing continues, but the final say rarely happens.

While dealing with the Inquisitor, I will gather most of the races and find out the reason.

Yuki never operates in a single thread. This is an implicit goal. He and humans cannot accomplish this goal alone, so he needs the "help" of the judge.

They have limited time, have not explored the dungeon in depth, and have no interest in it. They cannot simply jump into the game after peeking at it from the outside and use their powerful strength to speed up the process.

No matter whether they were scouts or vanguards, they could not stop the Inquisitor. Dio Brando crushed them all the way without even making a move. According to the background story of the reincarnation game, they had already participated in this great game. So in the eyes of other races, the Inquisitor, Yuki, and humans were one and the same.

The threat is big enough, and a terrifying force that makes people tremble is gathering around. This makes the judges even more anxious, and they are not sure whether any race will take the initiative to attack.

If so, wouldn't the judge become a thug? The plan doesn't include scenes with the elves and dwarves.

Yuki was worried that players of these races would cause trouble, but as time passed, this risk was never exposed.

"The more powerful the race, the weaker the players assigned to it. This is a really clever tip."

Precisely because of their weakness, if it were not for Shiina Hiwa's unconventional strategy, it would have been difficult for players to gain a say within this month. Now it seems that they don't even have the right to act independently.

"The players from the Siren and Insect tribes should be very strong, but the Siren tribe only appeared twice before retreating, and the Insect tribe has never appeared since the beginning."

Fingers tapping to the beat, these two races and the players they belonged to had no sense of presence, as if they were observing from the shadows.

Whether they were looking for a bargain or to gather intelligence, Yuki was in no mood to deal with them.

They have arrived at the Death Canyon, but there is no fog in the huge valley. As for where the undead who have been entrenched here have gone, Yuki knows it better than anyone else.

Beyond the valley is the dry sea, and behind the sea is the headquarters of the mechanical race, a steel mountain that looks like a honeycomb.

"No, there are clearly undead here." The judge had been here before and noticed something unusual at a glance.

"From what I've observed, the Undead and the Angels are mortal enemies. Perhaps the latter dealt with it. You can go ask them."

The person on the other end of the communicator just shut up. If they could ask, would they have gone through so much trouble to find Yuki?

"It's the smell of battle. Do you feel like you're getting high?" This was Dio's voice. No one knew where he was hiding.

The script is still a few steps away from completion, so of course I’m super excited.

Yuuki grinned, his voice extremely serious: "No, I'm very nervous. If a fight breaks out, I might not even be able to escape."

The fortress's radar waves detected the surroundings and could see high-energy fog in all directions. The dwarves, angels, elves, and monsters had all arrived.

The Doomsday Airship, the Spear of Morton, the golden giant ship, and the cruising "Seeker of Destruction". The humans and machines on the stage are not important, but a group of tigers are lurking around.

"Once you've dealt with Ikaros, you can return. I still have to deal with this ambush from all sides. Regardless of whether we win or lose, humanity is doomed."

"Hahaha, the friendship of a judge is hard to obtain. Don't worry, I will compensate you if you survive." Dio laughed wildly. From his point of view, this was inevitable.

The reason why these races did not move was simply because no one was willing to bear the losses, or because there was no mechanical race that could escape and would face the attack.

He finally realized that all races were afraid of them. This was normal. Racial spokespersons were too important. If the team he led was really determined, even the Nine-Ring Archangel would have to die.

The ideal situation is to let humans and machines fight one-on-one, but they move too slowly. This is the price of acceleration.

"We can't let the situation get out of balance. I'm afraid these natives won't be able to resist intervening." Dio paused and said in a commanding tone: "Charge forward, force the target out, and then you take advantage of the chaos to escape. It's that simple!"

Yes, it's that simple, but our entire team prepared for this moment for a full month.

Yuki took a deep breath. To be honest, he was not absolutely sure. For example, when various races destroyed the judges, they took away humans along with them, so he left Lucy as a backup.

This iron fortress inherited from the orcs is just like that. If it is destroyed, it is destroyed. But no matter what happens, I can escape from the siege and concentrate on conquering the dungeon without wasting much time.

Yuki naturally had a contingency plan. Whether it was the senior or Mana, they could not control their own race. What he wanted to bet on was something else.

The core secret of the great game, why the progress has stagnated, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is like boiling a frog in warm water, and continuing to fight will still lead to destruction.

"Then I will provide you with an opportunity to meet and a stage for cooperation. If you are stuck, I will help you move forward."

"At least, I can basically control the mechanical race."

Yuki stood up and waved his hand towards Slott and the others who were numb from the huge stage.

"Fortress advances, step into the absolute defense circle!"

Ignorance is fearless. Under the watchful eyes of a hundred times more power, the gigantic mechanical arm drilled through the earth, allowing the steel fortress to step into the canyon, which obviously set off an alarm.

Just opposite the dried-up sea, at the end of the horizon, a steel mountain split apart, and countless war machines reflecting cold light soared into the sky.

A dark cloud made of steel formed in the distance, and when the image was transmitted to the bridge, it made people's hands and feet cold.

Not only did the mechanical race not leave, their entire race was here, including the vanguards, the giant squid-like ships, and the densely packed mass-produced machines. Thousands of tail flames gathered into a ball, like stars twinkling in the night sky.

The Doomsday airship circled and the Spear of Morton stopped. It would be very foolish to join the battlefield at this time. The whole Iron Lump clan fighting to the death was no joke. I even wanted to watch the show.

With the limited strength of human beings, they cannot withstand three salvos. We have to see how those powerful assistants fight this battle and how they use quality to crush absolute quantity.

thump.

The Iron Fortress stopped, and the chariots patrolling around it also stopped. Since humans were not under mental control, it was obvious that moving forward would be a dead end.

“They’re scared.”

"Nonsense, humans have never been fearless creatures. Because of hint 2, I can't use mind control to make them charge forward."

Yuki stood on the deck. There was a space crack beside him. Dio was standing with his arms folded, looking at him in the standard JOJO stance.

"Don't you just want humans to issue a declaration of war and then wait for the mechanical race to respond? This condition has been met."

The great game between races is sacred and inescapable, and does not tolerate interference from a third party, unless it is an assistant to the race participating in the game.

This background story is that Yuki has experimented on the Orcs. The humans who came from afar abandoned their tactics. Now the Mechanical Tribe has chosen to fight back. The game has begun.

It's not a hint, there are no restrictions on players, it's more like a rule for dungeon forces, you can lose, you can win, you can tie, but you can never do nothing and profit on the spot.

"Ha, you're indeed very clever." Dio grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth. "But I want to know why the Mechanical Clan, renowned for their calculations, accepted the challenge?"

"Maybe there are too many things in their nest and they can't move them, or maybe they feel embarrassed to be challenged by humans. You can ask them yourself for the specific reasons." Yuki retorted casually. These doubts could not be explained, and he didn't need to explain them. He just raised his right hand and pointed into the distance.

"She's in it, now you should figure out how to fight."

The Judge has a special ability, which is to accurately distinguish who is the player and who is the plot character. If all conditions are met, it can even be accurate to the camp.

So despite being blocked by countless mechanical creatures, Dio Brando could still smell the scent of the players.

With her here, given the hostility of this bunch of useless people, it's impossible for her to just hand over the person.

Dio grinned, revealing his sharp white fangs. "Simple, let's charge forward together, defeat these junks, and surround and kill her."

"Including me? This is different from what we agreed." Yuki frowned immediately. He was only responsible for issuing the challenge and then luring out Ikaros.

The mission has been completed, it's time to reap the rewards.

"If you don't go up, how can they go up? If they don't go up, how can the battlefield be in chaos? If the battlefield is not in chaos, how can you escape?" Dio looked like he would not negotiate. He had already used a stand to send his subordinates to the front line. How could this powerful melee player leave?

"Don't worry, you'll just be responsible for attracting the firepower. You won't be the protagonist."

Dark clouds were approaching in the distance, and there was no time to think. Yuki nodded solemnly and pressed the communicator.

"Forward, everyone return to the fortress, and maintain maximum power on the defensive shield. We will not lose."

Almost under his coercion, the cruising chariot was recalled, and the steel fortress rumbled forward. Two judges, a man and a woman, appeared beside Yuki, both to monitor and to provide assistance.

The pale yellow defensive shield unfolded, and Yuki saw the male judges displaying hundreds of black flags, while the female judges raised their hands high, making the air in front of them extremely sticky.

A player who specializes in defense?

Yuki remained expressionless. As a martial artist who only knew how to use his fists, he was naturally powerless in the face of such a vast battlefield. He just stared at the countless stars unfolding in the sky.