You tell me, this is called daily youth?

The apostle forced himself to turn around, trying not to look at the power that could easily destroy an entire city block.

"who is the next?"

"Klein, I bet he can't last more than ten minutes, and then he'll be crushed to his heart's content." Elke also turned his head away. He had played so many tricks before, and even aroused doubts. The way to suppress them was also very simple.

One is to kill, and the other is to let everyone get what they want and fight Adam.

What Yuki saw as a foolish act of queuing up to die was a benefit that Elke and others were eager for.

The believers only need to enjoy the battle, but the apostles obviously consider more.

Now the military forces were extremely divided, the useless seed had not yet died, Adam gradually became violent, and then Yuki jumped out again.

"That's a good thing. If he keeps waiting, what if Adam really loses to him? When the ritual is complete, I want to kill Adam myself."

"Adam is probably the strongest player in this closed world. Killing him would be a great honor."

The apostle thought for a long time and spoke slowly: "Elk, go stop Kevin and consume him. I still need some time. We can't let them meet now."

Once they meet, the fight to the death will begin and no one can intervene. What if Yuuki dies before the ceremony begins? Wouldn't it be a waste of so much power?

"Master Apostle, I want to fight with Adam!" Elke's face was ferocious and he was very resistant.

"Don't worry, he can satisfy you now." The apostle pointed to the east of the city, where a blood-red tornado rose up, with the same astonishing momentum and the same devastating power.

"Even if he is despicable, he is still a powerful warrior. Under the Blood God's gaze, you too will gain eternal life."

Yuki did not use the Night Domain this time, but fought in an open and honest manner. His strength was tested by Wu Lei'an and was beyond doubt.

The confrontational expression on Elke's face faded a little, and then he remembered that as the most insightful, intelligent, and most respected Golden Mask, it was his responsibility to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens.

"What if I kill him?"

"Then kill him." The apostle didn't hesitate for a second and fell into a state of madness.

Executing the plan was the only remaining sanity, something one had to strive to maintain in order to move onto a higher level of killing.

"What if he kills me and defeats Adam?" Elke asked again.

"That's fine. I won't hesitate when the time comes." The apostle slowed down his speech and looked towards the two energy storms in the distance, one to the east and one to the west. "As long as we start the war, we can lay the foundation. Completing the ritual will only cost a little more. Even if the rules of the reincarnation game guarantee it, he will definitely die here. There is no possibility of leaving, because-"

"I am the champion!"

Chapter 31: The Gambler

The deathmatch rule is the greatest chance of survival for stubborn players in the reincarnation game.

It ensures that the cult, which possesses overwhelming power, cannot deploy all its combat strength at once. Otherwise, not to mention extraordinary players, even players who are one stage stronger cannot face the siege of the entire dungeon alone.

But at this time, the overly simple folk customs of this copy became an obstacle.

When there is no conflict, the simple folk customs ensure that players can complete story missions while looking for clues.

But when the two sides really turned against each other, the intensity suddenly increased, and Yuuki understood why the vast majority of players would rather step into the arena and risk their lives than confront the cult head-on.

"There's no way to kill them all."

Yuki was holding a bloody long sword, standing in the ruins, with more than a dozen scattered corpses around him.

There were miscellaneous soldiers in black suits and cadres in red suits. These people were fearless and launched an all-out attack on him as soon as they came up.

Deathmatches are counted by the number of matches. The more noise you make, the more enemies will come to fight you. And because of the rules of the deathmatch, the battle will be bound before it ends, so even the senior’s characteristics cannot be hidden.

There is no way to hide, and although the enemy cannot interfere with the death fight, one wave of enemies will soon be replaced by another, and the death fight can be said to be endless.

"They are fearless and never retreat. Aren't they really not afraid of killing me?" Yuki muttered to himself for the Nth time. This cult gave him a feeling of absurdity and madness.

On the one hand, he was flexible and never interfered with the senior students. On the other hand, he tried his best and never let those who died under his knife go.

Paradoxically, the death struggle is like a dividing line, clearly dividing the internal and external characteristics.

So I can’t let that apostle take action now, otherwise it will definitely try its best to kill me.

Yuki continued to adjust his plan, stood up with the help of his sword, and saw more than a dozen cult members running towards him from a distance. They ignored the scattered corpses. The powerful enemy only made people more excited.

It never ends. Fortunately, you don't enter the cycle and can replenish my soul energy.

Looking at it with a cold eye, according to the information obtained by Zhang with Two Guns, it is not impossible to escape from the battle. It requires the strongest means of attack to end the fatal fight instantly, and then hide quickly before the next fatal fight begins.

But why should I hide? The energy consumed by Wu Lei'an can only be replenished from you.

Yuki glanced at the onlookers. It would be useless to kill as many of these things that were incorporated into the cycle as possible. Because of the cover of the night domain, the cult and the apostles lacked a key piece of information—

As for him, the more he fights, the stronger he becomes, and the more money he makes.

Yuki lifted the roof next to him and applied the concept of "huge force" to strengthen it. As if he had transformed into a giant with infinite strength, he used the roof as a javelin and threw it directly over from a distance of a hundred meters.

boom--

The roof and several houses were shattered, knocking down a large number of passers-by, and the neat team was immediately scattered.

Deathmatch begins.

Dust mixed with gravel spread, creating a mushroom cloud in the city. The Devil's Eye locked onto the rapidly approaching enemy, and the slight vibration from the ground made him raise his head again.

In the distance, as if a competition was taking place in the air, an even larger mushroom cloud rose up. It was clear who was responding without asking.

"You're stronger than me, kill more."

Yuki sneered. Neither Adam nor the cult would hold back. The fight between the two pairs of berserkers was a good opportunity to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

He looked at the cult cadre who was charging the most fiercely and raised his shotgun.

"I know myself well, so I save my energy."

......

That's really fierce. Luckily I left in time. Neither of them is easy to deal with.

On the south side of the city, a middle-aged man about forty years old, with black hair, black sunglasses, and a black windbreaker raised his head, and two rising mushroom clouds were reflected on his lenses.

Zhang Jin, or Zhang with Two Guns, was looking out at the battlefield. He didn't feel any fear or anything like that. Since he discovered Adam's existence, he had never thought about competing for the championship.

If you can't win, you can't win. You might as well deal with the second main line.

Unexpectedly, Adam's existence triggered a chain reaction. He received "special" care from the cult, making other players who were honestly playing the game become dim.

And there was that overly direct cult. There was no chance to play tricks in front of them. It was either kill them or be killed by them.

"So I'll settle for the next best thing, just to stay safe, and put all my bets on Kevin." Zhang Jin lit a cigarette, and after an epic puff of air, he looked at the alert boy next to him, "Xiao Li, look, he's here now, there's no need to be upset."

"We took such a big risk, he should show up." Li Mo'an said gloomily. They really cooperated with each other. At least one-third of the important intelligence was obtained by them at the cost of their lives.

Brother Zhang cooperated fully, making sure that the audience could be killed, that the cult was bound by prompt 4, and even determined the specific rules of the deathmatch.

That Kevin had only just now taken action against the cult, but they had been fighting and hiding for a long time.

"Hahaha, nothing in the world is taken for granted. If he was a little bit stupider or more cowardly, we would definitely be dead." Zhang Jin laughed loudly, making Li Mo'an almost rush up to cover his mouth.

Now the cult's forces have been drawn away, but some are still chasing them with all their might.

"So how do you know he'll come forward?"

"I don't know. I don't know this powerful player who suddenly appeared." The man spread his hands, but he was full of confidence. "But a true gambler must be brave enough to bet. Once a good gambler places a bet, he will not hold back."

I understand, the wisdom of all-in, right? Risking your entire fortune and life on a gamble.

Li Mo'an felt a toothache just thinking about it. They had no choice, but also no reservations. They just put all their bets on it. Fortunately, Kevin had some skills and acted without hesitation.

"He's no ordinary guy. He's got a great sense of timing. Xiao Li, do you see anything?"

"Uh, killing with a borrowed knife? Using Adam to deplete the cult's combat power?"

"So you still have to learn. Borrowing a knife to kill someone is just a superficial act. He's fully mobilized the cult." The man looked at the eight death arenas, the eight black buildings, and took a deep puff of his cigarette.

"He holds nearly every secret of this dungeon, including me, the cult, and Adam. The two main quests are progressing simultaneously. I was skeptical of this 'champion' from the start, so I kept two backup plans."

what?

Li Mo'an blinked. He could only think of using Adam to consume the cult, and then using the cult to consume Adam. In other words...

"Has he never considered avoiding the strongest apostle and seeking to destroy its ritual?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hayasaka Ai's voice rang in his ears, hoping that they would take action now and cooperate with the next battle plan.

He hesitated. As a younger brother, he knew that Zhang with Two Guns had an IQ far exceeding that of ordinary people, so his analysis must be correct.

"Promise him."

"But that apostle." Li Mo'an hesitated. His special ability was to identify the degree of threat, and it was with this that he escaped many pursuits.

He had seen the apostles before, and they gave him the feeling of the collapsing sky, with no possibility of victory at all, so their goal was to help Yuuki kill Adam and return.

"It's inevitable. What do you call someone who takes the worst-case scenario into consideration, calculates everyone at the table, follows a plan and adapts to the situation, and ultimately wins all the chips?"

"I don't know." Li Mo'an shook his head blankly.

Zhang Jin threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, and pulled out a pair of silver guns from his waist.

"The Saint of Gamblers."

......

The second wave, the third wave.

Yuuki was still moving forward, heaving 'Honest Man' firmly.

By using the deathmatch rules, the enemy will never escape and will not leak the information about absorbing soul energy.

Then his pace slowed down, as if he was getting weaker and weaker, and he kept thinking from another perspective:

The people in this copy are extremely crazy, and only the apostle can plan the strategy. We have invested so much, so we have to let him meet Adam.

"It's logically correct, but everyone here, including that apostle, is crazy. Common sense doesn't apply to them at all."

Yuki raised his head from the mess of corpses. The entire block under his feet had turned into ruins. When he looked up, he saw a meteor flying from a distance.

The senior officials at the Golden Mask level are going to get serious about this.

It's a contradiction. Just using the miscellaneous soldiers to stop me is enough. Aren't you afraid I'll lose to such a strong opponent? Or are you afraid Adam will consume too much energy, so you want to increase my strength as well?

Yuki didn't know what the apostle was thinking, but he didn't have the habit of acting according to other people's scripts.

"Why should I fight you? Hayasaka, are you ready?"

"Li Mo'an has arrived, and the conditions are met." The young girl's voice came without any emotion. "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"One, survive."

The meteor flew by at a speed of tens of meters per second, and Yuki raised his foot.

Combat skill. Earth collapse.

boom!

All the strength gathered under his feet, causing the concrete floor to collapse directly. When a huge amount of dust was raised, Elke also fell to the ground.

boom--

The speed of landing was extremely fast, and the shock wave it created razed the surrounding ruins to the ground. The burly man wearing a golden mask roared in a low voice.

"You dare to avoid fighting?"

This was the first time Yuuki had avoided a fight since joining the dungeon, but Elke didn't seem to be secretly happy about it.

He rushed forward with the most serious attitude and the most violent momentum, just to fight to the death with Yuki. In such an epic atmosphere, the enemy actually avoided fighting?

No honor, too much cowardice.

"You can't jump far." Elke said as he was about to dig three feet into the ground to dig out the enemy. As soon as he took a step, he quickly opened his hand and crushed an arrow flying from a distance.

Ice chips flew everywhere, and a fight to the death was about to begin. Elke became even more furious, and he was ready to use his companions as scapegoats to buy time.

He was about to deal with the archer in an instant, but found that the enemy was right in front of him. He was wearing a gray windbreaker and had long black hair. He was holding a huge revolver in his hand, and there was a young man holding a rapier standing next to him.

So they were... ambushing me?

Instead of being angry, he was happy. What he hated was the behavior of avoiding fighting. He didn't care if they really sent a few more people to fight with him.

When the projectile of the death knell was slapped away by a palm, and the sword energy like the cold moon was dodged nimbly, the realm of darkness expanded before his eyes.

"You didn't need to do that just now, but you targeted me!?"

Everyone in this city hates the Night Territory, but Yuki has never used it since the war began. This is undoubtedly targeting them.

As darkness engulfed his vision, Elke furiously tore off his mask, revealing a ferocious face like a hound.