I am a reincarnation player.

This world is not just for entertainment purposes at all. Instead, it uses a world and a copy as a rebirth capsule, which is so grand that it is beyond imagination.

"I exist in the past, present, and future, and even the reincarnation game cannot erase me."

Taichi never brags. No matter whether he comes to Yuki or not, the moment the rebirth plan is activated, the sword that should have been left behind countless years ago will chase here.

'Death' is the result, the truth determined by Taiding, like a snake with its tail in its mouth. No matter what abilities or plans you have, you cannot escape this vicious circle.

"It's terrifying. These reincarnations are so powerful that they are beyond my understanding."

Yuki looked up and saw that the twelve high-backed chairs had disappeared. Only sobbing sounds could be heard in the air, as if begging for mercy.

Parallel worlds and abnormal time and space are useless. The ending has already been determined. Even if there are a million plans, they will not succeed.

That was a battle on another level. Those who had long been 'dead' would continue to fight forever across time and cause and effect. Yuki had no right to intervene. He stood up with his spear and walked quickly forward.

The high-back chair disappeared and turned into a funnel-shaped thing that floated in the air and looked quite huge.

Countless spiral light bands spread towards the starry sky with it as the center, densely packed, and each one is filled with endless rules and information.

The Divine Torch is what maintains the Great Game and makes all races powerless to resist.

Yuki looked around quickly and then focused his gaze on the funnel. There was a black vortex hanging there, dripping tears like an eye, and the vertical line connected the funnel.

The vortex, similar to the one in the outpost?

Yuki was stunned. This actually didn't mean anything. There were many strange things in each copy, but the God of War Marcus had mentioned his wish, which made people think about it.

This world does not originally belong to the scope of the reincarnation game. It is originally the territory of the reincarnator. This is certain. No one wants to be sent to other players in their own home by the reincarnation game.

As for how Yuki did it, he didn't know, but the principle was definitely this, and what happened next was easy to guess.

Because of the great upheaval, the reincarnations were slaughtered by Taiyi, and even the survivors were cut off from contact, and this world was exploited by the reincarnation game.

Yuuki is no longer a novice. He knows that the power of the reincarnation game is very strong but not infinite. Even the copies have many sources, and there are even other games mixed in.

For example, the Zerg Queen and the Witch God, the territories they are in are included in the reincarnation game, and there must be some links that fix them to the trunk of the game.

"Is this the link between the game and the dungeon?" Yuki said anxiously, but as he circled around the sacred torch, his heartbeat began to accelerate.

The deeper he went into the dungeon, the more he realized there was more to discover than just the Judge. This dungeon was very special, and it was almost impossible for players to reach this point.

"Marcus's wish is to achieve true redemption. In other words, he wants to stop the reincarnation game from sending players in again."

He looked at the tear line. This was impossible. Yuki didn't even think of trying. After thinking for a while, he slowly touched the sacred torch with his hand, and his pupils contracted slightly.

[Player Yuki, you have obtained the Divine Torch and can set new rules for the Red Moon World. The one-hour countdown begins.]

Wait a minute, where the hell did I get the Divine Torch?

Yuki used all his strength, but it didn't move at all. This funnel-shaped thing was like a mountain, how could he possibly lift it? But the countdown was already flashing, and the reincarnation game never gave an explanation.

"This should be something like the cornerstone of the world. No, this copy is very special. It belongs to the world created by the reincarnationist himself."

His thoughts raced with the flickering time, his eyes moving between the whirlpool, tear marks and the divine torch. Inexplicably, he remembered a boast he had made, and it was because of this boast that he got into trouble.

If the reincarnation game is compared to a big tree, the countless copies are like branches and leaves growing on the trunk, and the branches and leaves are connected to the branches through petioles.

Just think about it, how do you peel a leaf off a tree?

Yuki looked at the tear marks. The solution was simple. Of course, he would pick the leaves off. But the question was how?

My thoughts reached a dead end, and my palm passed through the tear marks, but there was no prompt and no feeling.

This thing is pure nothingness, and the subsequent epic transformation also has no results.

No matter what ability or qualitative change it is, even if it involves cause and effect and time, you cannot come into contact with things from another dimension.

"Future Diary? No, I know nothing about Tears, so it's impossible for me to write any script." Yuki simply opened the panel and scanned every line of the directory. Other players would have given up at this stage.

The rewards he deserved had been obtained, and the information he was supposed to obtain had also been gathered, but Yuki was unwilling to give up. "I inherited Taichi's will, and after suffering so much, I must have gained something."

Wait, Taichi?

Yuki's expression became strange, and he suddenly remembered that there was something that did not exist on the player panel.

He clenched his right hand and took out the black knife from the storage space. Based on the last contact and the scene he just saw, Yuki was certain that this knife was Taichi's weapon.

He looked at the black tear marks and tightened his grip on the hilt of the knife slightly.

The sword inscriptions are all destroyed.

......

The noisy battlefield has quieted down, debris and corpses are floating everywhere in the space, the divine realm has been closed, and in the end no one can cross the line.

The gods, angels, monsters, humans, machines, insects, and eight other players all stopped in close proximity to the divine torch, at a loss.

They are losers and outsiders, and can only wait quietly for the judgment of the winner, but the tense atmosphere remains.

It's just one step away, but who can be willing to stop at such a critical moment?

But rules are rules, and no one can take the last step. They just stare at each other, then quickly recover their strength and prepare for any unexpected situation.

"Why? When did you ever side with the humans?"

Tianyi Chang was covered in blood, and his beautiful face was full of ferocity. He really tried his best, and put everything on the line for the long-cherished wishes of thousands of angels, but he stopped at this moment.

And the person who stopped him was actually his own helper.

"Girl, shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Abdullas' voice was weak. He had flown here with his last breath and was about to become the Supreme Man of Joy.

Philen, who was supposed to protect him, suddenly stopped and was then stopped by the machine spirit.

"I don't want you to die." Philen had a blank expression on her face. To be honest, she had been living with this monster day and night for more than a month, and it was impossible for her not to have some feelings for it.

"I told you, the closer I get to the Torch, the happier I am. So what if I die?"

"But I still don't want you to die. You will definitely die if you face him head-on." Philen repeated. She knew Yuki very well. That man would not hold back.

"Why do I feel like you are in the same group?" Abdullas muttered, and the other forces close to the Divine Torch had the same idea.

The Void Puppet suddenly jumped in front of them as if it had coordinates, and then the mechanical clan and humans pounced on them without any benefit to themselves. They did not want the divine torch, nor did they engage in racing, they just wanted to prevent anyone from getting close.

If it weren't for the machine soul inheriting authority and the hive mind having absolute control, there would be internal strife.

For this day, countless races have been destroyed, countless cities have perished, and even the earth has been turned into charcoal. Every race and every individual has a strong pursuit of the Divine Torch.

Philon couldn't explain, nor did he need to. Things had come to this point, and no matter whether they were enemies or friends, they were all frozen in front of the finish line.

"Mr. Rhodes promised Ohm that he would bring eternal peace to the world."

The machine spirit did speak, but it was greeted with sneers and ridicule from all races.

"You believe this nonsense? Who are their collaborators? Has your database been tampered with?"

Not only the Gods know who the players are. They will only take away the most precious treasures and will not care about the lives of other races.

The Great Game can no longer go on, because there are only a few living people in the whole world, and no one is talking about war anymore. If Yuki leaves, they will just fight here until the last man standing, venting their hatred completely, and the eliminated races will become the survivors.

But so what? The earth is no longer suitable for survival, and they will perish sooner or later.

"Oum doesn't believe it." The Machine Soul shook his head lightly, drawing countless doubts. "But the probability of the Mechanical Clan obtaining the Divine Torch is less than 1%. If anyone does, Ohm would rather give it to Mr. Rhodes. Even though Mr. Rhodes is clumsy, insidious, and a lolita complex, Ohm is still willing to trust him when he has no choice."

This is the attitude of Jihun. It sounds both rational and emotional, but Tianyi Chang will never accept it.

"Just because you believe in me? Such a ridiculous reason!?"

"Well, compared to you, I trust him more."

"why?"

"Because your wish is unknown, no one knows what the world will become. But Mr. Rhodes asked Ohm what his wish was and promised to fulfill it."

Jihun was stupid. You could say she wasn't smart, but she chose the safest path. However, she was far from rational.

Things like oaths are vague and have no credibility.

"Mr. Rhodes is a trustworthy person. Every promise he made was fulfilled, so there is no problem with Ohm's choice." Jihun recalled the past when he was with Yuki. This trust was built up bit by bit and it was not groundless.

"Warcraft tribe, you respect the strong. The God of War was defeated by Mr. Rhodes, so he should be given to him."

The Storm Whale and the Destroyer looked at each other without saying a word. They were not stupid and they were at the end of their strength, so why should they compete with Yuki?

"Humans, you are Mr. Rhodes's followers, and you should not have any unreasonable expectations."

"Yes, great machine spirit." Lucy lowered her head and led the remaining warships to block the way. Yuki made mankind great again, and it was an unparalleled honor to be able to stand on this stage.

"Insect tribe, you listen to your followers, and Mr. Kong, you should be looking forward to it too." The machine soul looked at the young man farthest away again, who sneered and shrugged.

He wasn't exactly a bystander, but he had no intention of competing with Yuki for dominance. The reason was simple: the latter was as smart as him, but could fight much better than him. He was curious about what this guy could do.

"God Clan, the God of War is dead. What you should consider is how to continue."

The only remaining leader of the gods said nothing, his eyes full of hatred. If he had not taken action, he would have been exterminated by the alliance, but now he has taken revenge.

"Angel, do you think Miss Mai and the others are bad people?"

The Machine Soul asked a question in return to the angels, and the remaining thousand or so angels looked at each other. Miss Mai and the others were friends, so they couldn't be considered bad, but at this time there was no difference between good and bad.

The Skywing Captain waved his only remaining wing, holding a flaming sword. "They betrayed the Angels and ruined countless years of planning. I don't care whether they are good or bad, so now-"

"So now, please wait with Ohm." The Machine Spirit interrupted her, raising his hands with a smile. "It's like a guessing game, waiting for the result with full anticipation. Everyone has worked hard enough, so let's take a good rest."

The soft moaning sound echoed, and no matter who it was or what they were thinking, they all sighed.

This is nonsense, just like a teacher collecting papers, close yet far away, no one can change the result.

"Are we just going to wait here?"

"No, you can still pray."

Many people swallowed their curses. Yes, now they can only wait. Looking back on the entire battle process, they always felt that they had unknowingly made things difficult for others.

Tension, hatred, anticipation, dejection, indifference...

Countless emotions were intertwined, and the gods wanted to speak up several times to remind these idiots that they lost the chance of redemption because they competed with them. In the entire space, only Mai and others were extremely calm.

They knew all the secrets, and they knew Yuki would keep his promise.

"The Divine Torch is responding!"

I don't know how long it was, or who shouted, but the thousands of remaining life forms all started and opened their mouths wide together.

A sun appeared overhead, with countless bands of light emanating from the sun, spreading throughout the world, like a breeze that blew away the red clouds beneath his feet.

The starry sky surrounds the sun, a huge planet is right under your feet, and the light belt emits an intense glow. No one appreciates this magnificent view because the whispers of the gods resound in their ears.

The great game continues.

This sound made everyone's heart stop, hatred and despair erupted like a volcano, even Ohm's expression changed drastically, and he felt the "heart-wrenching" pain.

This is betrayal, this is deception.

[1. The world is reset and returns to the golden age.]

2. Prohibition of violence and war: In this world, all acts of killing, war, and plunder are prohibited. All disputes and conflicts must be resolved through games, not through violence.

3. Resolve disputes through games: All disputes will be resolved through games. Whether it's a personal grudge or a group conflict, both parties will play games to decide the outcome, and the winner will be the one who resolves the issue.

4. Fair Betting: The stakes in the game must be equal to what both parties agree on. Unfair participation in the game is prohibited, ensuring both parties compete equally in the game.

5. No Losers: Winning or losing the game does not affect the right to survive. The winner will receive more resources, but no race will be eliminated.

......

New rules are injected into the world, and everyone becomes confused again. What the hell is this? Is this still a great game?

Of all the people, only Sora stared at the sky with his mouth wide open in horror.

This, this is plagiarizing my idea?

If he got the sacred torch, he would establish this rule, but Yuki never asked himself.

"What's going on? What kind of game is this?"

"But it sounds good."

"Does He want us to become like children and play house?"

"Otherwise, do you still want to fight to the last soldier?"

The sound of whispering could be heard. It was still the great game, but it was completely different from the previous one. Before they could think about it, the strong light had already covered everyone.

[The rules are set, the new game begins, players please get ready. ]

No one can go against the rules. In just a moment, when everyone opened their eyes, something even stranger happened.

The battleship lost its energy source and fell, and the terrifying war weapons entered a locked state, but no one was in a hurry to fight. They just stared at each other, because the changes were too fast, and they didn't even know where they were. As they looked around, this sense of confusion increased rapidly.