I am a reincarnation player.

Has it ever happened that you negotiated with the dungeon boss?

Sora scratched his head and gestured to Yuki to make the decision. As a 'pacifist', he felt the same way about the Red Moon World and didn't want to fight to the death with the powerful God of War.

Yuki fell into deep thought. This copy had actually been completed. Anyone who got the divine torch could return. He didn't care about a few more reward points.

He just felt that the 'Divine Torch' was not a simple thing. Cutting off the connection with the reincarnation game was unheard of, and it was the answer that Yuki had been pursuing.

"I'll leave the 'Divine Torch' to you. Can you really achieve your goal?"

"Not sure, but this is the only possibility." The God of War was very honest, his eyes full of anticipation.

"I'm sorry, but since it's such a precious item, I can't leave it to you." Yuki said coldly. Seeing the calmness and disappointment in the eyes of the God of War, even Ikaros and Sora beside him showed contempt.

He is like a greedy player who is willing to risk his life and property for a little benefit. Such a person is certainly not likable.

But Yuki's idea is very simple. Marcus is too naive. Should he cut off his connection with the reincarnation game and control his own destiny?

This is impossible to do. If it is possible, it can only be done by Taiyi.

"Well, I didn't expect you to give up the benefits and pity our fate." Marcus shook his head, and with a snap of his fingers, countless cracks appeared in the space like glass.

His goal has been achieved. He escaped from the divine realm safely and went back to clean up the mess. No matter what, he had to get the divine torch. Those servants were too naive.

Yuki had let him go, and now the risk of fighting him to the death was too high.

"I won't participate in the subsequent battles. Whoever wants to take the divine torch can take it." Kong chose to withdraw, which went against his principles.

Yuki nodded, not angry at all. This was just like the blank space he had in his mind. He was glad that he had not been tainted by the reincarnation game.

"Ms. Ikaros, what about you?"

"I will fulfill my contract, but I have already repaid all the favors I owed you." The angel replied calmly, in a businesslike manner.

Okay, I accidentally lowered my reputation to indifferent.

Yuki doesn't care. A so-called hero will not be understood by most people. He doesn't feel aggrieved about it. He cares more about tangible benefits.

For Sora and Ikaros, these secrets only broadened their horizons and inspired sympathy, but for Yuuki, their significance was unimaginable.

Even if it was possible, he would never miss it, or rather, Ryougi Shiki had been exploring this 'possibility' for an unknown amount of time.

Just as they were drawn in without warning, they left the divine realm in an instant. The three of them suddenly stood in the void and saw the fierce battlefield.

Various beams of light, magic, and powers intertwined, warships fell to the ground with their wakes, and tens of thousands of lives fought for the same thing, rushing to the finish line.

The distant gods were looking down, smiling, and then, like Pinduoduo, they were slashing at me. No matter how hard I tried, the last bit of progress was nothing. I could almost hear their delighted laughter:

Not enough, not enough, far from enough!

Kong withdrew his gaze and retreated without hesitation. For him, the war was over. Rationally, he didn't want to take any more risks, and emotionally, he was greatly shocked.

Ikaros flew back to the mechanical fleet. Her friends were there, and she didn't care about the truth.

Only Yuki stood in the void, looking at the fault between the moon and the sacred torch with a playful expression.

If I'm not mistaken, I was just put in there, so why should I get out?

As the most powerful player, Marcus shouldn't be so naive as to fight me to the death. Why doesn't he keep me locked up in the Divine Realm? Why is the Divine Realm so close to the Divine Torch?

He can't do it. The rules don't allow anyone to stay, so why not allow anyone to stay?

"Mr. Yuki, you're finally back." Hiyori's voice came into his ears, interrupting his thoughts and allowing Yuki to turn his attention back to the chaotic battlefield.

Five races and more than a dozen lineages were fighting in a group. There was no formation between the two sides. They either shot at each other from a long distance or engaged in hand-to-hand combat inside the warships. Even if the God of War returned, it would be difficult to command.

Well done, this is the kind of chaos we want, and in the midst of chaos we are the only ones who are united.

boom--

A huge explosion was heard, and a golden light flashed from the head to the tail of an angel warship. The surrounding angels froze in place, as if they were under a halo of mental retardation.

The armor was broken, and the God of War, holding a huge sword, stood in the deep space, staring coldly at Yuki.

The two sides looked at each other, and Yuki's eyes turned to the divine torch in the distance. There was only one thought in his head, sending a message to all his companions.

"Help me get the sacred torch at any cost!"

Chapter 28 I am the general, the God of War!

war!

After all the fancy stuff, the war returned to its original state, with the starry sky and the broken moon as the background, and both sides lined up to fight.

The races from the ground have experienced the trials and tribulations of war, while the gods standing in the clouds are extremely powerful.

On one side was the steel fleet, on the other side were all kinds of strange talents and skills. The two sides fought in a mess, and countless warships exploded and Protoss fell.

Fighting, slaughtering, and hysterically striving for life, I have to say, this is a perfect drama. I finally understand why those players want to create great games.

Yuki sat in the bridge of the Brilliant, looking at the noisy battlefield outside, the humans busy and sweating in the bridge, and Lucy and others who were fully armed and leading the team to eliminate the invaders.

He had no intention of intervening, and just held up his head to appreciate everything. This was a bit like the story of a dragon slayer who eventually became the dragon himself, and the sins suffered by the players were vented on these characters in the script.

boom--

A dazzling fireball exploded in the distance. An octopus battleship of the mechanical race self-destructed, taking away the Protoss who had invaded the hull along the way. The storm whale wailed, and countless black beetles covered its body, gnawing at it frantically.

The beautiful and huge city in the sky kept shaking, and the angels with missing limbs were bombarding their homeland.

The admiring look was tinged with disgust, but Yuuki had no time to be sad.

"Marcus is quite a capable guy. He didn't even try to reorganize the formation, but instead used chaos to disrupt the attack."

There are more than twenty lineages of Gods, each with different skills. Link City is too lazy to describe their appearance. As bystanders, they naturally have not evolved various war machines.

Fighting in full formation is a dead end. Before you even get close, you will be covered by various firepower. You can only fight in a chaotic battle or boarding battle to bring out the advantages of your personal strength.

It just so happened that the subspace was attached to the surface of the moon, and it was impossible to bypass it when approaching the Torch. It was also impossible for Hiyori to gain command. The five races fought each other, making the battlefield a chaos. The void lineage had infiltrated the flagship of Link City.

But he had no intention of intervening. He only glanced at the screen occasionally to capture the battle scenes of his senior sisters and others. This was their battlefield, and they should get the rewards. However, when he saw Philen being buried by the beetle swarm, he clenched his fists. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Mana tricked Abdullas into coming to support him.

He is not a babysitter, nor does he have the ability to protect everyone. As long as he is still a player, there is a risk of falling, and there is nothing he can do except choose to believe.

"Hahaha, you lazy whale, you still need me to save you."

"I never invited you. You took the initiative to help me."

"Oh, you're quite stubborn. Think about how to survive first!"

Hearing the roars of the two monsters, Yuki couldn't help laughing. It seemed that Mana had fooled the Seeker, and the Storm Whale turned out to be a tsundere.

Damn it, Pinduoduo is going to cut some prices, right? Why hasn’t it reached the final step yet?

Looking at the sacred torch, Yuki couldn't laugh again. This thing hadn't changed much. Only his intuition told him that the progress bar was growing.

How many people have died? Ten thousand or twenty thousand? The battle is intense enough, why hasn't it appeared yet?

Yuki felt like a sprinter, just waiting to sprint out and grab the sacred torch, but the starting gun just didn't go off.

Fortunately, my side is united and has the upper hand in strength, but Marcus has to go into battle himself.

He looked at the golden meteor flying across the monitor. The God of War was indeed the God of War, with a long spear that was unstoppable.

He charged forward against the strategic-level city-destroying magic, killing his way from one end of the Sky City to the other. Relying on his bloodline to suppress the angels, no one was able to match him. In the end, it took the senior students' team and the Sky Wing Captain to stop him. As a result, he flashed away from the battlefield, cut off one of Abdullas' wings on the way, and pounced on the mechanical race.

The formation of the coalition forces on the ground was like a crescent moon, with the angels at the front and two magical beasts roaming and killing. On the contrary, humans hid behind the crescent moon and bore the least pressure, while the mechanical race who resolutely carried out the orders of the machine spirits were providing cover in the front.

almost.

Yuki took a deep breath and looked at the middle screen, where there was a young white-haired girl with several pairs of steel wings. It was the Machine Soul Ohm.

"Ohm, how many epic combat powers have you captured?"

"Except for the God of War Marcus, there are a total of seven left, no, there are six now." Ohm's terrifying scanning and computing capabilities allowed him to know the chaotic battlefield like the back of his hand, and he saw those black beetles melting like candles.

"Correction, it's five now, but there are only four on the Combined Fleet side. We are burning the battlefield with numbers and flesh and blood."

Kong withdrew, Tianyi Chang and the two monsters were seriously injured. Ikaros was exhausted after fighting for so long, and she had just taken over the authority, so she had no time to take over the data energy.

"So, despicable Mr. Rhodes, the outcome is still uncertain. How long do you intend to let us, the consumables, fight it out?"

"Fight until the Divine Torch appears. Ohm, you should also go out in person and lead the vanguard to replace the angels' helpers. I will use them to fight the God of War later."

"Mr. Rhodes, you really look like a villain. You are unscrupulous and cold-blooded." Jihun looked at the man coldly.

"The more blood you shed, the more beautiful the flower of peace will bloom. Besides, I'm a villain to begin with."

"So, Mr. Rhodes, the villain, can you really fulfill Ohm's wish?"

“Yes, and better than you can imagine.”

The two crimson eyes looked at each other. After a while, the picture became blurred and a team of a hundred mechanical people flew out of the shattered giant ship, abandoned their own fleet, and flew towards the city in the sky.

This stunned Lucy, who had just repelled the invaders. She looked at Yuuki in shock, not understanding what kind of magic potion he had given these iron sheets.

"Are you curious about how I did that?" Yuki turned his head and looked.

"Yes. What kind of program did you implant into the Webway Will that made her willing to sacrifice her own interests?"

Program? The cybernetic spores didn't have much effect. In my plan, the Webway Will was doomed to fail, but Marcus helped.

"This is a matter of trust and calculation. She knows I can do it, and only I can do it." Yuki didn't bother to analyze things like the chances of the Mechanoids getting the Torch were too low, so why not invest in me? He just asked:

"Lucy, what would you do if you got the Torch?"

The girl was stunned on the spot. She had never thought about such a thing, and humans did not have such fantasies. It was just because Yuki had freed them from their identity as mice that they followed him out of inertia.

"I, I want to live a good life and never go back to a life of uncertainty and hunger."

It's a very simple wish, because the speed of rise is too fast and humans have no ambition.

"Then do you believe me?"

"I firmly believe that you saved humanity. These past few days have been like a dream for me. Being able to participate in this war is beyond my imagination." The girl looked at the golden blood on the power armor and never thought that she would stab the sharp blade into the chest of the Protoss.

You have to know that not long ago, she didn't even know what the gods were.

Because there were too many things to do, Yuki, the hands-off boss, rarely talked to his race. Looking at the strange, tired and eager faces in the bridge, Yuki nodded after receiving the signal from the senior.

He has no sense of mission and feels no pressure. Since the bloodthirsty red moon, Yuki has not deliberately saved anyone, nor has he taken the initiative to be a hero.

Fate always entrusts the heavy responsibility of the times to me, no, it should be said that it is entrusted to the strongest.

Yuki slowly stood up, looking down at the battlefield like a king. The halo of the divine torch gradually became brilliant, just like an excited face that turned red due to the fierce fighting.

"Okay, I'll take care of this."

......

It’s almost there, the last step is almost here.

At the same time, Marcus also raised his head, his face showing not ecstasy, but relief.

After so many years and so many accidents, the original plan had long been riddled with holes. Fate was too stubborn, just like He tried His best to preserve His race, but still suffered heavy losses.

There are no bystanders on the stage of the great game. No matter how noble or far-sighted you are, in the end you will stand on the stage like the lowest gladiator, spilling blood to greet cheers.

Fuck fate!

The God of War gritted his teeth, his anger seemed to ignite his body, his fate was in his own hands!

"Plas, Clivars, Drakes, the final step is approaching. Countless compatriots have sacrificed their lives for this great game. We have fought each other. Now is our chance for redemption."

No one spoke in the communication network. Everyone was mad with anger. They knew the truth, and that was why they were even more angry.

No intelligent creature wants to be a toy for others' amusement. In this great game, the role of the Protoss is actually very simple:

As watchdogs, they slaughtered the victors on earth under the eyes of the gods. The race that has been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations must be strong and full of longing for the future, and then they will be eliminated with absolute power.

If the gods had not left, there would be no winner in the Great Game. Even if the races on earth came up with all kinds of ingenious strategies and the armies fought bravely to finally break through the gods' defenses, the gods would personally take action to crush all hope.

There is nothing more pleasurable than giving someone hope and then extinguishing it with your own hands. If there is, it would be to do it more than once.

Yuki could guess these things without Marcus telling him, but this was the last bit of dignity of the gods.

"Then fight, fight with all your might, and entangle these ignorant servants." Marcus watched a 'sun' rising in the deep sky, which was the last glory of the leader of the Flame Lineage, and gripped the halberd tightly.

"The Great Game must, and can only, end in our hands. We must not leave our fate to the gods' kind. We must redeem our sins ourselves. The Red Moon World must always be controlled by us!"

His tone was as firm as steel. Marcus was not a great hero and he also had selfish motives, but he would never place his hopes on Yuki, even if the latter appeared harmless.

He knew too well what players were: a group of pathetic souls who would do anything to climb to the top for power.

"As ordered."

"Void Lineage, follow me."