I am a reincarnation player.

I hope that what I put in is proportional to what I gain. The Lazy Bishop and others are very different from me. If this doesn't work, I will definitely not use it in the future.

Yuki spent a lot of money on the experiment, and then put the diary away. This thing cannot be used casually. Taichi had written on it, and there was a strong causal relationship.

"Will it work?" Manas was still puzzled.

"I don't know, but I have to try anyway. If it doesn't work, I'll just have to use the contingency plan."

Plan?

Manas couldn't help but glance at the terrifying population density, swallowed lightly, and took back what he said before: Sky Island Yucheng will never be soft-hearted.

"Mr. Raymond, the base has been opened." Illya walked to the top of the tower. Her class card had been used up, and now she was mainly responsible for running errands.

Yuki nodded and followed her into the elevator. There were not many night watchmen in this huge tower, which was an empty city plan in the physical sense.

There is a different world under the tower, a huge underground square, where four chariots covered with rivets are puffing and emitting white smoke.

The remaining four Soul Annihilation Cannons were all brought in, with a Night Watchman standing solemnly beside them.

Mortensen, Murphy, Robertson and Klein were all there, but Eriksson was missing. Their expressions were different: some were eager to try, some were full of anticipation, and some were gritting their teeth.

Yuuki doesn't care what deal the Supreme Council made, ending the darkness, or what new order Erikson wants to create has nothing to do with him.

"It seems that no one came to see you off."

"Isn't this what you asked for? Don't worry, once the lighthouse is turned on, we will illuminate the fire of hope in everyone's heart." Klein's answer was quite artistic.

That's good. It's stupid to do good deeds without leaving your name.

Yuki didn't want to be the messenger of justice, so he turned and looked to the other side.

Emiya, Sekiro, Kyoraku Shunsui, and Homura Akemi stood in a row, the soul fires on their chests shining brightly, which came from the harvest of the 'Central Battle'.

Illya will hide with the red egg. It is daytime now, so it is not difficult for players to hide.

"Are you all ready?"

No one spoke, only nodded firmly. Everyone was battle-hardened and didn't need any flowery speeches.

6:15

Yuki glanced at his pocket watch and strode forward.

"Mana, follow me closely later."

"Okay, brother." The girl smiled sweetly, curtsied, looked straight at the figure's back and walked towards the center of the underground square.

There is a base made of crystal, facing the sky like a concave mirror, with countless dividing lines.

Activating the lighthouse is simple, and both players and Night Watchmen can do it. Input any kind of energy, and as long as it reaches a critical point, a chain reaction will occur.

Click.

Several soul crystals were crushed, and huge soul energy emerged from the body surface. Activating the lighthouse was not easy, and it required all the energy of a level 1 night watchman.

But Yuki made it look like a piece of cake, injecting energy into the concave mirror. The dividing lines were extremely bright, and thousands of rays of light converged at the center, roaring towards the sky.

Lighthouse, turn on.

........

Unable to conceal it, a beam of light rose from the center of the Night City, piercing through the gloomy sky and reaching the sky.

Its light was so concentrated that it broke through the dark sky like a sharp sword and went to an invisible place. This thin line connecting heaven and earth seemed to transcend the laws of physics and was clearly visible even at the edge of the continent of darkness.

Countless people knelt down to pray and send blessings to the warriors, while at the edge of the safe zone, the lazy bishop opened his mouth wide.

Lighthouse activated? Now?

This was completely unexpected and further proved the powerful alliance, because only in this way would the powerful soul lamps in their hands be enough.

Have you started the main storyline to fight the Lord of the Night?

It sounds like good news, at least no one will target them. This is a way out, but not the way out he wants.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! I finally convinced them to endure tonight and go grab the airdrop tomorrow. Only if we grab the powerful soul lamp will we be qualified to watch the battle."

The bishop's brain trembled. Not only could he take the opportunity to figure out the relationship between the two parties, but also for safety. With their strength, they were lucky to survive. How could they be qualified to interfere with the main mission?

But the timing is perfect.

"A lighthouse, a lighthouse. Enter that light, and we will not fear this night!"

"I've checked, and there are no guards from the Night's Watch."

The atmosphere became restless, and the 13 remaining players looked up. Last night was too hard to endure. Their companions, no, even their comrades in the same camp had their lights turned off and were swallowed by the darkness. The rest of them could only watch.

They didn't dare take down the Soul Lamp and fight side by side, because the rest of the people would happily share the light, and they could only watch their teammates fall.

Disappearing once would be fine, but the key is that everyone here is strong. They can break free even when dragged into the darkness. Their pleas turn into curses, and they finally disappear without a trace.

"This is obviously a trap, are you so stupid?" Bishop Laziness reminded, but he only received a bunch of cold looks in return.

They have to break through the trap. No matter how epic the player is, I will tear off a piece of his flesh at the risk of my life. It is better than being swallowed by the endless darkness.

After last night's devastation, the lights of the remaining players became even dimmer. Many of them definitely wouldn't survive the night, and the players who still had the strength to spare remained silent. They had had enough of the torture of being powerless.

Players, especially monster-level players, crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They fear death and are used to it, but they cannot tolerate a miserable death.

It's 100% a trap, but what can I do?

The Lazy Bishop can survive tonight, but he is powerless to stop his companions' choices.

The jungle players were barely able to fight back because of their unity, but this unity was too fragile. When Yuuki gave another choice, no amount of verbal persuasion could stop it.

"No matter what, I'm going, even if it means dying heroically." A barbarian holding a huge axe took the first step. He really couldn't stand this kind of torture.

"I'm going too. I can't make it through the night."

"And me, I'm a gamer, not a prisoner. If you want to survive, that's fine."

More and more players walked out. Bishop Laziness exchanged a glance with a few players whose lights were slightly brighter, and finally sighed.

Having lost most of the players, they simply don't have the strength to compete for the next airdrop, and they will be crushed into powder as well.

"How long until nightfall?"

"It's 6:21 now, and there's still an hour and forty minutes left."

The night in the Dark Continent always falls at 20:00, which is the most obvious reference.

"Let's go. The light of the lighthouse has been seen by all the remaining players on the continent. We can't be blocked outside." The bishop stretched his stiff waist. There was fog ahead, but it was 100% certain that there was a trap.

How many enemies would be lying in ambush? How many of them could possibly reach the lighthouse?

He rubbed his messy hair, his brain trembling to the point of giving up thinking, and his expression became crazy.

"Who cares? We're already in a desperate situation. Kill one and profit one. No matter who it is, I won't die in idleness!"

.......

Lighthouse? Now?

The light illuminated the dividing line of the tide. Mebius, who was surrounded by a group of twisted monsters, raised his head with a strange look in his eyes.

She was thinking and soon came to a preliminary conclusion.

"You saw through my plan to 'give the lighthouse'? Exactly. Those little cuties are tortured to death. They'll definitely flock to the lighthouse like moths. Are we trying to lure them over and kill them?"

No, there is no need to do such unnecessary things. If you want to kill them, you can still do it tomorrow. At most, you can avoid the disadvantage of being spied on by me.

This is obviously not aimed at the lazy bishop, so it is to lure me over?

She found it a little amusing. Why should she step out of the night and onto the stage? Couldn't she use this time to craft more weapons? But the smile quickly froze on her face.

"Damn it, he got the information of Hint One from the Nameless King."

[Hint 1: To complete the subjugation mission, you must face the Night King and obtain at least 20% participation. Violators will be eliminated.]

This is a limitation of the reincarnation game. After all, the strongest epic player is the crusader. You can't just stand by and watch while letting the hunting mission players do it part-time.

Can he defeat the Night King? It's unlikely, but I don't know what his strength is or what clues he has.

Mebius paced back and forth in a somewhat restless manner. If she could transform herself to increase her resistance to the darkness, others could do the same.

This is the benefit of being one step ahead. Mebius originally wanted to use the next powerful soul lamp to lure out Yuuki and find out his background. Now that he has been preempted, it will be very troublesome.

"Stay the course with the times. Continue preparing for my own endeavors and let him do whatever he wants."

"No, what if he really gets rid of the Night King?"

This is a gamble. Yuki has already played his cards first. Mobius is hiding in the dark, which is an advantage, but the price is the lack of intelligence, so he can only make a rough estimate.

One epic player, at least six assist players, two of whom have Monster IV, oh, and the Night's Watch.

Thinking of this, the snake's eyes narrowed slightly.

The power of the Night Watch remains quite intact. She still hasn't figured out whether the special Night Watchman is a player in disguise or a real person. She wanted to wait until the eternal night falls to investigate the details, but now it's too late.

If the Special Night's Watchman is really a plot character, combined with the rest, he really has the strength to take on an Epic II Boss.

Once you succeed, you will perform as fiercely as a tiger, but before you even show up, you will be wiped out by the game.

She began to waver. In essence, she was the same as Bishop Laziness and the others. The stronger the player, the more afraid they were of death, especially if it was an inexplicable death.

Bet?

Mobius' fingers trembled slightly. This word was extremely insulting to a scientist, not to mention leaving his fate to the weakness of his enemy.

"The key is that I not only have to defeat the King of the Night, but also what's behind him." The woman gritted her teeth and cursed softly, "What kind of a mission did that pink-haired idiot assign me?"

Complaining would not solve any problems, so Mebius finally took out the atomic clock and took a look.

6:30 minutes.

It will be nightfall in an hour and a half. Since they dare to challenge the King of the Night, they should know that the larger the area covered by the tide, the stronger the boss, and they will definitely not waste time.

After precise calculations, Mebius did not hesitate any longer and took out a red and white ball, causing it to expand rapidly, covering an area of ​​several square kilometers around it.

All the densely packed lights were taken into the ball. After just a few seconds, the ball shrank quickly and returned to his palm.

What a pity! If I had two more days, I could have made the seventh version of biological weapons, which would be enough to crush those Night's Watchmen into powder.

Mebius's face was full of regret. He still couldn't accumulate this trump card. Now he could only barely cope with it. But when playing against a strong opponent, how could he be perfect?

"Forget it. If you really want to conquer the Night King, theoretically we can still cooperate. At worst, I can share some of the profits."

She quickly adjusted the plan, which gave her the confidence to make the move.

Stepping out of the tidal edge, it was evening outside. Under the dim sky, the pillar of light connecting heaven and earth appeared extremely bright. At this stage, the tidal edge was only a thousand kilometers away from Night City.

Time was limited, and Mebius didn't dare to travel slowly, because once night fell, she would become the most beautiful person in the night sky with six powerful soul lamps on her body. She couldn't help but bite her lips lightly.

Did you take all this into account? You don't even give me time to fix the problem?

Although she was angry, she could only act according to the script after assessing the situation. Fortunately, a distance of one thousand kilometers was too close for her, and she reached the edge of Yedu in less than twenty minutes.

The ground was covered with dense lights, like a galaxy. God knows how many people were crowded here. Snake Eyes scanned like a computer, and his long eyebrows quickly frowned.

"Perform the Empty City Strategy?"

Her light was still too bright and had been discovered by the people on the ground, but there was no ambush. Even the night watchmen did not come to intercept her, but just looked up at the sky in panic.

Flying further forward, his brows were already furrowed.

The huge city was dead silent, all residents had been evacuated, and the streets were littered with debris and piles of steam trains.

The empty city plan was not an act, the city was really empty at night. It was very difficult to ambush someone in this copy. There was still an hour before nightfall, and the sky was already dark, but few lights could be seen.

Of course, Yuki didn't ambush thousands of night watchmen. It was impossible and unnecessary. The sparse lights could not escape the scanning of Snake Eyes. The only ones left were those residents who were unwilling to leave. Mobius gently shook the red and white ball.

Thousands of "starlights" appeared in the sky, and monsters like noodles fell to the ground. They quickly scattered and searched everything like licking the ground, not missing any basement or place where lights could be hidden.

No, not a single Night's Watchman, and the frequency of the players' Soul Lamps cannot escape my hounds.

Mebius opened her eyes. Her research on the night these days was her real trump card. If these residents were players in disguise, she would have discovered them long ago.

Confirmed, they really went to Eternal Night.

She looked at the nearby lighthouse. The beam of light emitted a dazzling white light, piercing the sky, penetrating into the eternal night, and then blocking all detection signals.

"Space teleportation sends the creatures that enter the lighthouse to another place. After all, it is physically impossible to approach eternal night."

Mebius had already experimented with flying into the sky and knew that the atmosphere in this instance was infinitely thick. After figuring out the situation in a few minutes, she released the capsule from her grasp and clenched her teeth.

This is not a good thing. It only means that all the elite troops have been brought into the lighthouse, and the combined strength is already very dangerous.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Mobius in the air dissolved like a pool of black mud. When he reappeared, he was already in the basement of the palace. The noodle monster directly turned into a beautiful green-haired lady.