I am a reincarnation player.

Feeling the desperate and powerless gazes, Yuki lightly kicked the horse's belly, raised his spear, and the man and the horse became one, falling to the earth like a meteor.

boom! !

The ground was pierced like tofu, and Yuki fell into a hole. The warhorse under his crotch suddenly spread its wings and flew to the side as if it had teleported. Then, a bone-chilling cold swept past.

A dark blue ice crystal a hundred meters thick emerged, blocking the entrance of the cave tightly. Yuki looked down and found that it was a hall with hundreds of snowmen of all sizes inside, fleeing towards the corridor on the other side.

refuge?

He couldn't tell the snowman's gender and age. The warhorse continued to gallop. An ice crystal tree suddenly appeared, and dense branches grew towards this side.

"hide."

Yuki gripped the reins tightly, dodging the barrage of bullets while looking towards the center of the hall. There stood a giant about four or five meters tall. Unlike the round and abstract appearance of the snow demons, he looked quite human, with ice condensed into crystal armor and holding a pure white sword in his hand.

Is this the great demon of the Snow Clan?

Yuki saw the golden light above its head, which looked like lightning from the sky god system, and frowned on the spot.

Isn’t Mithras from the earth god system? Didn’t he cast this tracking magic?

No one had an answer, because the great demon slashed his sword, and an ice wall separated the hall into two halves, accompanied by a shrill roar.

"Why?! We've been away from the world for thousands of years, always abiding by the rules. Even when we go out, we're seeking the path to godhood!"

"What crime have we committed that requires your army to surround and suppress us?"

Its voice was filled with confusion and regret, as if it should have listened to others and hidden away, or that the gods had betrayed its trust.

Until Yuki appeared in front of it, it still couldn't figure out what went wrong with the snow demon that warranted being surrounded and attacked by the army.

click-

The thick ice wall was pierced directly by the spear, and Yuki rode out on horseback, his ice-blue button-like eyes filled with despair.

As soon as it took action, it realized that the gap between the two sides was too big.

"But I won't let you wipe out an entire race!!"

With the object to be protected in mind, the white sword expanded a hundred times, even cutting through the dome, and slashed towards Yuki head-on, and then something even more desperate happened.

The man and the horse separated, Yuki disappeared directly in the silver moonlight, and came directly to his side across space.

Moonlight Ghost Step.

Yuki dodged the all-out attack with just one skill, and then saw the Snow Tribe Demon roar like an explosion, and layer after layer of ice rings unfolded one after another.

Useless.

This great demon had merely touched the epic threshold, and Yuki didn't even bother to use epic transformation. He held the gun in one hand and was unstoppable with his physical strength alone.

Click, click, click.

Layer after layer of ice rings were shattered, Yuki strode forward, and the big demon showed his mouth full of sharp teeth, having seen his own end.

"Run! Close the passage again. I'll hold him back!"

It roared at its people, raised its greatsword and rushed forward, gathering all its strength and slashing with both hands.

clang! ! !

The entire underground was shaking, and the extremely hard ancient ice around him was breaking layer by layer. Yuki held the spear above his head with both hands, and the strengthening magic made the spear indestructible. He saw the snow demon opened its mouth wide, and a swirling blizzard gathered in its mouth.

Eternal ice!

It was like a storm rolling in, the absolute zero degree made the air condense into ice. The Snow Demon did not look happy at all. He turned his head directly behind him and saw the golden armored warrior standing in the air. The black eternal night was spreading.

“Die! Die!!”

His waist spun like a top, and the greatsword slashed quickly behind him, but Yuki had already disappeared into the eternal night, and this terrifying blow could not cut through the eternal night.

You can’t win, absolutely not win.

The gap in strength between the two sides was too great, and the space movement alone was enough to kill it, but the snow demon did not give up. Just as he was about to freeze the ground, he felt a slight heaviness on his shoulder, and then froze in place.

The enemy was already on his shoulder, and it would take less than two shots to kill him, but just whispering seemed incredible.

"Aren't you going to run away? Do you really want me to kill you?"

......

With flags waving, soldiers in the sky surrounded the mountains in a circle, and the battle on the ground was coming to an end.

The snow demons had no chance to resist. Occasionally, a few masters who resisted were killed by the heroes accompanying the army. Mithras did not take any action from beginning to end. He folded his hands and watched the battle in Yuki.

The players were untrustworthy, he was in charge of oversight, and the results were bizarre.

This man is very strong, extremely strong, and has extremely rich combat experience. He is worthy of being the sharp knife in the mouth of His Majesty Thorion.

But why hasn't such a powerful person brought back the head of the Snow Clan Demon yet?

The 'hunting mark' appeared and disappeared, extending into the distance. I have never heard that the snow demon has spatial abilities, or is he in a tough fight?

If the trial had not required completion alone, he would have gone to provide support, becoming increasingly impatient as he waited. Fortunately, at this moment, Yuki finally returned.

It actually took four hours. Is this torturing the other person?

The war drums sounded and the trumpets sounded long. Yuki, carrying a spear and holding a huge snowman head in his hand, rode back on his horse, passed through the forest of spears formed by hundreds of soldiers, and came straight to Mithras.

"Does this count as passing the test?" He threw out his head without a scratch, and his momentum was eye-catching.

"What took so long?"

"I have very particular requirements for my kills and like to study each hunting target thoroughly."

Yuuki narrowed his eyes and gave a creepy smile, looking like a murderous demon.

This was instinctively disgusting, but Mithras didn't care. He summoned a giant hand to take over the huge head, and the remaining energy on it quickly condensed the air into a layer of ice.

After the demon's head is removed, it becomes a material that will continuously emit the snow demon's instinct, which is ice. The gods can use it to create artifacts, which is considered a by-product of the trial.

Mithras studied it carefully and casually asked, "How strong is this Snow Tribe demon?"

"It's just okay. I mainly use my freezing ability, and I also have some unique talents."

"Well, the Snow Clan can freeze time when it evolves to the highest level, but that was only possible during the Great War." Mithras felt the bone-chilling cold. Its appearance could be created using alchemy, but the energy it emitted could not be faked. Ice and snow magic and divine power would not work because the energy frequency was different.

"It's not time, it's space," Yuki corrected.

"Impossible, the Snow Clan has no talent in space." The god looked up in shock. The Snow Clan was not some strange race that suddenly appeared. They had fought against each other during the great war.

He suddenly remembered the hunting coordinates that had appeared and disappeared just now, and his eyes became confused.

"Could it be that there are other demons with similar abilities colluding with them?" Yuki raised a possibility.

"The Demon Hunters have surrounded this place like an iron barrel. They haven't found any traces. They don't have the courage to do that."

"Then..." Yuki thought for a moment and tapped his forehead: "Is it possible that 'we' left something behind?"

We are of course referring to the players. The gods know the demons very well, but are completely unfamiliar with the players. However, they know that some players are assigned to the demons, and of course this doesn't matter.

Except for a few idiots, as long as the reincarnation game does not mention the word "annihilate", the assigned race will be destroyed, and it will also reduce the burden. The more ruthless people will just do it themselves.

It's really possible.

Mithras's face changed. He also knew that these outsiders had strange equipment and abilities. He took the head with a diameter of more than one meter in his own hands, and runes of power appeared in his eyes.

"Damn it, this is fake! A masterful fake that can actually simulate the instincts of a snow demon!?"

His sharp eyes immediately turned to Yuki, but quickly looked away, because the latter had no motive to deceive himself. If he showed mercy to the Snow Clan and refused the trial, it would be over, just like handing in a blank paper or missing an exam.

Now that I'm here, there's no reason to just write nonsense.

"Listen up, all troops, disperse and search for the fish that have escaped the net. Remember, capture them alive."

With players involved, the hunt starts to get complicated and it's best to find out who's behind the scenes.

"But Lord Mithras, we have to rush to the next trial point." A god warned, looking at Yuki with a bad look, "This is his trial, and the responsibility for failure should be borne by him alone."

This is natural. It is very common for the target to escape. The deifier will spend his entire life digging him out, otherwise the progress of the trial will be stuck. Who can accept this?

Besides, according to the law, even if the target is found, Yuki still has to take action, unless he is killed by the target and another candidate is chosen.

An ominous atmosphere spread, especially among the other eagerly awaited gods who wanted to kill Yuki. Are you making us take the blame for your mistake?

Each demon hunting army has its own mission, and the plans are as accurate as clockwork, especially now that the situation is precarious. If the target of the next trial gets the news and runs away, who will take the blame?

"Leave two hundred-man teams to him, and Jadeite, you will lead them." He nodded to a woman with long azure hair and luxurious clothes, and looked at Yuki unkindly: "The hunting beacon will last for three days. If you don't bring me the real head within three days, you are not worthy of becoming a god."

"Yes, sir." Yuki pounded his chest with one hand, his face full of apology, but he was actually smiling.

This little trick was of course his own doing, using Void Alchemy to create it. The energy behind it was even simpler, and the soul mimicry could even simulate the lightning needed for the Dragon Hunting Sword and Spear, not to mention the little sleight of hand.

The core of the trick is simple psychology:

In this world, becoming a god is the highest goal, and having the qualifications to take the trial is something that others envy and hate. It's like a student receiving an internal recruitment exam notice from Peking University or Tsinghua University. He may fail the exam, but no one would fail the exam on purpose.

"Remember, time is limited. Even if you cannot become a god, every step of the trial will be of great benefit, even for you." Mishu specifically emphasized the word "you". Obviously, no matter which stage, Tip 5 is a common rule.

[Tip 5: Players can participate in trials to become gods and receive rewards. The deeper the trial, the greater the rewards.]

This is clearly written in black and white, so it's no wonder that most players defect to the Protoss. They don't care about immortality, but they definitely want side quest rewards.

With a cold snort, Mithras flew into the sky with the remaining demon hunters, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Incompetent, useless, ruining my good deeds...

These emotions cannot be concealed at all. Don't forget that if the Demon Hunters perform well, they can also be promoted to Gods. They are simply being held back by the formation.

But this was exactly the disgust Yuki wanted. He looked at Hisui, an extremely beautiful and gorgeous fourth-level god. Her luxurious red dress didn't look like she was on the battlefield at all, but it was she who, with a playful smile, turned hundreds of unarmed snow demons into crystal gems.

"Your Excellency, the tunnels beneath this mountain range are interconnected, and many fish have slipped through the net. I suggest we follow the tunnels."

"You mean to turn a gorgeous god like me into a groundhog?" The woman smiled, not bothering to hide her contempt. "Every hunt has its share of slippers, but if we eliminate the leading demon and eliminate the threat, then we're going to play cat and mouse with you?"

She is already a god, so what does the trouble caused by these gods have to do with her? She even wishes there were fewer competitors.

The named gods control the rules, and the rules are limited.

"Now is not the time to assign blame." Yuki frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

"No, no, no, I told you, this is your trial. We are only responsible for supervision and assistance." Jade wiggled her white fingers, and the densely packed ornate headdress on her hair trembled slightly. "But I must remind you that the snow demons are still capable of fighting. In the narrow and dirty environment of the tunnels, the demon hunters are also in danger."

Well, this guy is also a master at fanning the flames, and the looks from those around him suddenly changed from unfriendly to hateful.

Because of this person's mistake, you lose the opportunity to show yourself and have to risk your life to clean up his mess. Isn't this a lie?

Is your mouth full of justice and your heart full of business?

Yuki guessed it. When he was observing the massacre before, he found that everyone had a strong desire to show off. Rather than killing the demons to practice justice, it was more like shouting like a peacock to Mithras who was watching the battle, "Leader, look at me, look at me quickly."

now it's right.

Yuki is well aware of human nature, and the root of human nature lies in interests. If you control the interests, you control human nature.

"Lord Jade, if you really can't find it, can I change my target? Even a stronger demon will do?"

The goddess was stunned for a moment, not expecting Yuki's thoughts to jump so quickly. After a while, she replied uncertainly, "That shouldn't be possible, unless Neyin and Tiberius show some mercy and arrange another trial for you. But why would they help you?"

Isn't that nonsense? If the Ocean God was in power now, Warmaster Dias's involvement might have given him some leniency. But why would an outsider like you get in through the backdoor?

Yuki took note of another point and said helplessly, "How about this? You guys block the perimeter and monitor the battlefield, and I'll go back underground to chase them. If it's really one of our kind, I'm more familiar with it."

"Well, if someone strong enough other than the target of the trial intervenes, please notify us." Jade yawned. Actually, for her, it wasn't a bad idea to stay and clean up the mess.

Yuki turned his horse around and found that this group of people did not care about their own life or death. It was normal. His success in the trial, or even becoming a god, would not benefit these people at all. Besides, the players would eventually leave, so there was no need to make them familiar.

I have never lost when betting on human nature.

Yuki listened to the discussions behind him and returned to the ground from the huge hole that was blasted out.

The place was in ruins, covered with fist-shaped pits and broken ice. The originally huge underground cavity was almost filled up, leaving only a few caves in the damaged upper half of the rock wall.

The high-energy particles left over from the battle floated in the air, blocking all kinds of detection just like the chaotic environment. If there was an ambush, it could have provided some resistance. No wonder the demon hunters refused to come in.

Yuki looked around on his horse, without any need to explore. He followed the breath of eternal night, floating up and down in the frozen soil. He could see the night wandering in a mostly collapsed cave.

Stand user.

Yuki activated his stand, took off his golden armor and spear, put the Fool's Mask on its face, left his horse, touched the Eternal Night, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, while Klauen on the horse searched around miserably.

The eternal night is his eyes. In this hazy night, a snowman looks around confusedly until an indifferent voice rings in his ears.

"Snow Demon, we should talk."

Chapter 8: The devil kills the god, as it should be!