You tell me, this is called daily youth?

That's right, from the moment he entered this dungeon, Yuuki smelled the scent of Khorne. Fortunately, with his experience as a person in a difficult situation, he was not so frightened.

There was a being that could transcend the dungeon, and the olive branch offered by the evil god before didn't seem like a joke. Yuuki didn't know the connection between this being and the reincarnation game, but he understood the most important point:

Even if they exist, they have to follow the rules of the game, which in a sense is inferior to the reincarnation game.

Besides, this may not be the real Blood God. Yuki has seen many familiar monsters, but they have all undergone changes. Only the Licker and the Tyrant are almost identical, while the Saint requires guesswork.

"I've even encountered hunters who looked like players. So, what exactly are these things that are higher than dungeons, yet lower than reincarnation games?"

This thought came to Yuki's mind, but he quickly suppressed it with his own hands. This was too far away, far beyond what he could guess at the moment.

Back to the present, Hayasaka Ai and Shinomiya Kaguya had used all their strength and almost retreated to the edge of the ring. Fortunately, they had rich combat experience and were not affected by the crazy curses.

The continuous roaming has made the opponent extremely impatient. The warrior in brass armor charged on a beast that looked like an ox or a tiger. He held up a tower shield, and the Death Knell bullets exploded on it, scattering sparks.

Its hardness exceeds that of the armor of a main battle tank, and it is far beyond the reach of bullets. Its sprint speed reaches 100 meters per second. It is a roaring humanoid tank.

The charge was unstoppable, and the iron hooves left footprints on the ground. He leaped into the air with a powerful stomp, and the knight behind him thrust out his spear like lightning.

Swah——

Soon, only a dark afterimage was left in the air. Hayasaka Ai instinctively shrank her head, feeling that her ponytail on top of her head was loosened, and a fishy smell filled her nostrils.

The monster that looked like an ox and a tiger opened its mouth wide and bit him. He had already realized how powerful this mount was during the previous fight.

Ghost Shooter.

The bloody mouth bit past her, causing ripples on her body, but no blood or flesh spurted out. At the same time, an arrow came from a distance and also pierced her body.

Ding.

The arrow hit the monster's heavy armor but failed to penetrate it, but instead erupted into a dark blue vortex.

Deep Sea Longbow.

The vortex was not fatal, it just pulled towards the center, slowing down the knight's spear. He could only watch Hayasaka Ai escape from his sight.

"You can't run away!"

The monster was gathering strength in the air and was about to do a double jump, but the second arrow flew over and quickly solidified the vortex into ice.

Click.

The ice shattered under the huge force. It couldn't stop it for long, but it was enough for Hayasaka Ai.

Storm Cut.

She swung the machete, and this extraordinary-level item left a long and narrow wind blade in the air, forcing the knight to raise his shield for defense. The exploding hurricane pushed the girl back more than ten meters.

The two sides immediately distanced themselves from each other, and a crack appeared in the middle of the indestructible tower shield. She saw the knight fall back to the ground, switching from defense to evasion, and immediately shouted:

"Miss, hold him back."

Shhhhhh.

Three arrows were shot in succession. Kaguya Shinomiya, who had already prepared for shooting, was extremely accurate and even made a prediction.

Three arrows landed on the knight's left front, right rear, and feet respectively, and then three dark blue whirlpools emerged.

The vortex was pulling, making it impossible for the mount's already crouching hind legs to move forward, and the left hand holding the heavy tower shield was pulled to the side, exposing the heavily armored knight in full.

The knight fought with all his might, his face turning red. He raised his head and saw the blonde girl raising her silver revolver with the black muzzle pointing at him.

boom--

The death knell is ringing.

Written as "bullet" and read as "cannonball", armor fragments mixed with blood and flesh flew everywhere, making the monster that looked like a bull and a tiger let out a wail.

The knight leaned back, holding his lance tightly. This did not kill him, but the second and third bullets followed.

boom! boom! boom!

In special shooting mode, each of the six bullets is more powerful than the last, and in the end they are enough to raze a building to the ground. Even if the knight is as hard as steel, he cannot withstand this continuous shooting.

At first there were fragments of armor, then flesh and internal organs, and after the fourth shot, there was only a bloody mass of rotten flesh and a huge crater.

The knight did not die, nor did he beg for mercy. His whole body was burning with blood-red flames, and his broken body was reassembled.

But Hayasaka Ai had already swooped down like a bird of prey, slashing with the machete raised horizontally.

puff.

Half of the bloody head flew into the air. Hayasaka Ai turned nimbly and shot at the mutilated corpse.

bang bang bang...  

The sound of gunfire continued to echo. In normal mode, Deathstroke had unlimited bullets, and its power was equivalent to that of a 12.7mm anti-material rifle. This amount of power could only be used to tickle someone before, but now it could be used to finish off the enemy. Yuuki's eyes twitched when he saw it.

Fist-sized blood holes appeared one after another. Considering that the warriors here had strong vitality, Hayasaka Ai simply beat him into a pool of rotten flesh.

There were only gunshots, no cheers, and tens of thousands of people watched the blonde girl whip the corpse. Her fighting style was obviously not in everyone's aesthetic taste.

This time, we did see a battle scene, but the powerful Bronze Knight was beaten into a hornet's nest by these two women before he even started fighting. Their conspiracies and tricks were disgusting.

popping.

Accompanied by the sound of gunfire, crisp applause was heard, and tens of thousands of eyes were focused on it. On the sidelines, an even more hateful man was applauding.

Yuki doesn't care about the aesthetics of the characters in the copy. There are only two kinds of people in his eyes.

Companions and enemies, living and dead, there is only one thing more meaningful than killing the enemy:

That is a massacre that is fast, good, precise to the millimeter, and leaves the enemy unable to resist.

Chapter 9 Team Atmosphere (First Update)

Hayasaka has grown up, and Kaguya is not bad either.

Yuki clapped his hands softly, all the tension gone. When the Bronze Knight charged just now, he was really worried about the two of them.

The speed is extremely fast and the momentum is like a rainbow. If you hesitate for a moment, you will be stabbed to death. Even extraordinary players with less practical experience will be in a panic.

But the two responded very well and cooperated well. It can be said that they perfectly combined the characteristics of the two shooters.

One person provided long-range cover, while the other struck at close range, preventing the knight from getting close. Even the armor with terrifying defensive power was smashed to pieces.

"Hayasaka even hid her powerful shooting mode. If anyone thinks Deathstroke is only this powerful, they'll be in trouble next time."

Yuki narrowed his eyes, very satisfied that Hayasaka had learned the essence of the way of hiding, and watched the two leave the ring.

The craters on the ground will soon repair themselves, and Hayasaka doesn't care about the audience's reaction. She still looks serious and expressionless. This player form combined with the ice-sculpture beauty behind him does give him a somewhat cold feeling.

"Well done."

"You taught me well." Hayasaka nodded slightly, not hiding who influenced her.

Indeed, the combination of sword and gun, I always feel that you are plagiarizing my idea.

Yuki couldn't help but grin. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a dissatisfied gaze. He turned around and saw only an ice-sculpture beauty.

"Kaguya, you did a good job too."

"Please call me Yuegong in the dungeon. If I'm exposed, I'll be in trouble." The girl replied coldly, with the corners of her mouth moving slightly.

Tsk, I can’t praise you, and I can’t scold you either. It’s really troublesome.

Yuki rolled his eyes and saw the blood oozing from Hayasaka's abdomen. He frowned slightly and picked up the coat on the table and put it on her.

The Ghost Archer greatly reduces physical attacks, but is not immune to physical contact, and she used it very dangerously.

Hayasaka held Yuuki's arm and asked softly, "It's okay. My appearance is enough for them to guess my ultimate strength."

"It's enough. Here, strength is judged by the strength of the opponent. You did use your full strength just now." Yuki smiled sinisterly. He used his full strength, but he didn't use the maximum destructive power.

He looked around. Ever since he led his team into battle, this death arena had become particularly quiet. It wasn't just that their aesthetics were inconsistent, but they always managed to win.

The warnings have been given, it’s almost time for a turning point.

"When is the next game?" Yuki looked at Abate who had a strange look on his face. This guide was doubting his life.

"I don't know, but there shouldn't be many warriors interested in you." Abate took a deep breath.

The people here are not afraid of death, nor are they afraid of the strong. That will only make people more excited and eager for that one in a thousand chance. Such a victory will be like an epic.

But they didn't want to die in such a miserable and inexplicable way, without cheers, without glory, with their bodies smashed to pieces and the cult members unable to pack up and take away.

Yuki was silent for a moment. He still didn't understand how many warriors there were here, but he had witnessed several deadly battles.

The weakest ones are all above Extraordinary I. The only ones who can reach Extraordinary level are Bull Demon and Bloody Reaper. Moreover, the warriors are not afraid of life and death. Even if fighting with these two people, no one will retreat.

It's strange, the soldiers are like leeks, after you cut one, another grows back. Doesn't the cult feel sorry for them?

"Then when can I become a warrior?"

"Keep fighting until no one in this death arena challenges you." Abate thought for a moment, then spread out his hands helplessly: "I think it will be soon."

A normal warrior should kill people and leave corpses everywhere, blood flowing like a river, gain everyone's respect, and be crowned amid cheers.

But this person was obviously different. Everyone disliked him and was unwilling to fight him. The superiors only told him to arrange a suitable opponent.

There is no denying that Yuuki is very strong, but his strength is not intuitive, because we cannot see the process, so no one knows how he wins.

It has been several battles in a row. If I fight with him, I will definitely die. It is better to fight with these two women. At least I can burn to ashes in front of everyone.

"So the unknown is more terrifying than killing. You may not admit it, but you are indeed afraid."

This is exactly the effect Yuki wanted. He didn't know how many soldiers were here. Fighting all day long, not to mention the consumption, it was inevitable that they would be affected by this fanatical atmosphere.

He had experienced mental erosion twice and was very vigilant.

In this case, there is only one way to deal with being despised:

Send the strongest man to fight me, and if I defeat this strongest man, at least no one will dare to challenge me in Arena IV. It would be a waste of effort without any honor.

No one likes to watch a black egg for an hour, and even if they can stand it, the eight pillars can't stand this eerie silence.

Yuki looked at the cylinder with his demon eyes. The 'flame' on it was almost extinguished. It was far less exciting than when he first saw it.

But there is still one question, why didn't the cult stop me personally?

In the distance, a warrior wearing a horned helmet was staring at him. The railing in front of him was twisted like noodles. Yuki even felt a sense of pressure from him.

As the strongest warrior in Arena IV, he has the obligation to step forward and put an end to this farce.

"When you have an opponent, let me know, but it seems there are very few fighters interested in me."

It would be strange if they were interested. Here we focus more on the fighting process and arouse the audience's enthusiasm.

Abate wanted to curse, but couldn't bring himself to say it. It was the same old saying:

Just tell me whether you win or not.

There was no intention of excluding him from the higher-ups, and it was impossible for him to raise his arms and call for tens of thousands of spectators to rush down and beat the bastard to death. He could only watch him turn and leave.

Entering the corridor, it was not as noisy as before. Hayasaka Ai looked behind her and saw that the audience seemed particularly quiet.

"They seem to be unable to do anything to you?"

"I don't know. Maybe these spectators don't have the fighting spirit." Seeing Kaguya nod in agreement, Yuuki continued, "Also, did you notice that even though our fight was ugly, no one left the arena."

Not only did they leave, there was not even anyone going to the bathroom. These people were so dedicated to playing the role of "audience".

"Really? Their mission is just to cheer wildly. What's the point?"

"Combined with the information gathered by my seniors, the cult should be preparing some kind of ceremony, and the enthusiastic audience is one of the components." Yuki frowned, which had already revealed some clues.

The flickering 'flame' on the pitch-black cylinder, what Hiyori saw and heard, putting together the disorganized information, he gradually came up with some ideas.

"Ritual? For whom and for what?" Kaguya was very sensitive to this topic.

"This is the main quest of the game. Not only do you have to guess, but you also have to verify." Yuki spread his hands. It would be strange if he could pass the level by just shouting "Khorne is the mastermind behind this."

Back in the lounge, the senior student was gently massaging Hiyori's temples. The side effects of the comfort medicine were taking effect, and the girl was feeling very uncomfortable, with veins popping out from her fists.

Without saying a word, Yuuki went up and gave Hiyori a drink of Tranquility Drops. He suddenly found that this item was very useful. What Bloody Disaster lacked most was calmness.

The prop took effect, and the anger and irritability quickly faded away. Hiyori shook her head and was about to speak when Yuki put his finger on her lips.

"No rush, take a rest, we'll discuss other things first."

Yuki didn't like treating people like beasts of burden. As soon as he finished speaking, the others took action.

Hayasaka Ai immediately made a cup of coffee and put it in Hiyori's hand. Kaguya brought her a pair of noise-canceling headphones. Mai gently pressed her down on the sofa and stuffed a book into her arms.

In a moment, Shiina Hiyori was 'fully armed'. She looked around in surprise and smiled sweetly.