You tell me, this is called daily youth?

The blood-red spear really brushed past Seras' neck and nailed her to the ground. This time he didn't even have the chance to smile, as he saw the enemy following closely with the spear and landing in front of them.

There was a brief, deathly silence, and the iron-blooded bull roared and charged forward, but in an instant, the six people could not see anything. When they came to their senses, they were no longer in the ruins of the castle.

The setting sun was as red as blood. Shigong Huangguang stood in the sea of ​​blood and looked around blankly. There was no sign of Yuki.

All I saw were corpses of all kinds and weapons scattered all around, extending to the end of the horizon. An unknown fear was spreading in my heart.

Where's the gravity trap I set up?

He looked at the crystal scepter. He had clearly set a trap to prevent the other party from getting close to him. At this time, he heard a cry of surprise from the side.

"Space-stripping props! He has space-stripping props!"

The corner of his eye twitched. This kind of prop is extremely rare. No wonder the gravity trap disappeared without a trace. With Sigong Huangguang's knowledge, he had only seen a similar prop once.

"This isn't just a space-stripping tool..."

Even with his imagination, he knew that the scene before him was not a special effect. As if to confirm his guess, with the sound of "clicking", several people sitting back to back turned their heads together.

A headless monster with wings on its back and covered in blood slowly crawled up and raised its hand to pick up the giant axe beside it.

Starting from this, some strange-looking monsters and some humans in black robes slowly stood up. Each of them was in pieces, like zombies crawling out of a grave, but the power they exuded and the horror brought by the space itself made six pairs of eyes begin to tremble.

"Fuck, this guy is a necromancer?"

"These monsters look like they're from a dungeon. What kind of item has such power?"

"Master Huang Guang, what should we do?!"

I know shit.

Sigong Huangguang really wanted to answer like this, this was not a situation he could calculate and handle.

I thought the agent was a powerful warrior, but after fighting for a long time and almost dying, I found out that he was a necromancer. What's even more terrifying is his planning ability.

He knew my trump card? He didn't even give me a chance?

His head was buzzing, but as a veteran player who had struggled to get to this point, he did not choose to give up.

"Nobumasa, trace the cause and effect. Bull, open the passage. Seras, Nanyunya, follow me!"

The undead arose because of the city, so there was certainly a direct cause and effect between the two parties. A snake-like winding silver light emerged and flew away into the distance.

The iron-blooded bull transformed into a half-man, half-bull warrior. The wound on his waist was reforged like metal. The fortress of the Transformer House was deformed and turned into a chariot to blast its way forward.

Seras's face was pale. She had already overloaded her special ability, guzzling potions to stay awake, and using the crystal sword to cut through the remaining witch beasts.

Sigong Huangguang stepped on the frisbee, holding the almost unconscious Causation Prophet, and stared blankly at the silver light in front of him.

The maze was almost infinite, and only Karma could find a way out. In just a few seconds, he penetrated the distorted space and saw a person standing in the center of the sea of ​​blood.

Gray mist spread out beneath his feet, contaminating the corpses. It was invisible to the naked eye because of the maze.

When the two sides met, he had no time to think. He raised his hand and fired a shot, but was bounced away by a round mirror that suddenly appeared, and then he bit the gold coin in his mouth.

"Found it, only one chance!"

Crystal Coffin.

The greatsword followed the beam of light, and before Yuuki could dodge, it turned into a cone-shaped coffin, trapping him in the middle, followed by Nan Yunga.

Jade Talisman of Doom. Overload.

Characteristics. Mental charm.

The synchronized attack caused Yuki, who raised his fist, to pause briefly, and he was confused for a moment.

A desperate fight?

Yuki glanced over and saw Shinomiya Huangguang coming on a flying disc, with a brilliant golden light surrounding him.

Chaos items. Increase gold coins.

Extraordinary skills. Probability of hitting.

Extraordinary skill. Tracking projectiles.

This is a very special prop that can enhance any object, energy, or concept. Then, the right hand turned into a bloody umbilical cord.

Features. Flesh and blood exploitation.

The characteristics of Sigong Huangguang are very capitalist. There is a chance that he will treat the player as a consumable and use his characteristics, skills, and props as currency, and slam them onto the gambling table.

A very cruel feature, at LV4, the consent of the exploited is required, and there is only one way to turn the tide -

Everything was done in an instant. The Causal Prophet held by the umbilical cord turned into a ball of black mist and expanded under the effect of the gold coins, while extraordinary skills such as probability of hitting and tracking shooting were also improving.

At the same time, Nan Yunya used all her strength to output mental charm, and Seras tried her best to reinforce the crystal coffin. It only took one second, one second!

The umbilical cord grasped the black mist and turned it into a swaying black ball. Feeling that the probability had reached its limit, Sigong Huangguang threw out the black ball and revealed his trump card.

Karma is death!!

Xinzhen has been studying cause and effect all his life. After becoming a player, all his extraordinary skills and props also revolve around cause and effect. Now they have become currency and are experiencing expansion.

"You will die!"

Good idea. If you can’t defeat me physically, why not try another approach?

Yuki also felt the pressure. These strange methods of instant death, probability, erasure, and fate really transcended the concept of physics. With his companions fighting to the death to suppress him and his comrades protecting his back, the only thing left was to hit him.

thump—

The crystal coffin was shattered, and Yuki rushed out despite the mental charm. Death was still following him like a shadow, and no matter how fast he was, he could not avoid being hit.

The chain-like concept is similar to Yuki's conquest of the witch god.

"But have you ever thought about why I should give you the chance to reveal my cards?"

The purple crystal emitted light in Yuki's palm. It had no killing power, but it made the chasing black ball lose its target and fly straight into the sky.

The Witch God Soul Crystal has a suppressing effect on skills and items such as cause and effect, precognition, and instant death within 100 meters, with the user as the center of the circle.

It may not be able to suppress the characteristics, but considering the difference in strength between the two sides, it is not suppression for the probability of hitting, but complete erasure.

What is this?

Huang Guang of the Fourth Palace found it difficult to understand and realized that the two sides were not on the same level at all. He had gone to great lengths to play this card, while the other party could cancel it with just one card.

Without the probability of hitting, how could the causal death catch up with Yuki.

"Any more cards?"

The sound came from behind, but for the three remaining people, even turning around was a luxury.

"I don't accept..."

Yuki didn't waste any words or trample on Shinomiya Huangguang's self-esteem. He just raised his hand, grasped the blood-red knife, and swung it lightly.

Swah——

The voice stopped abruptly, and the will to survive and ambition were cut in half like the knife marks on the neck.

Several heads fell to the ground, splashing some blood. Yuki took a look and then looked away indifferently.

Everything was under control, and he didn't have any unnecessary thoughts at all. Only after a moment did he slap his forehead in frustration.

"Tsk, I forgot to leave his body intact."

Chapter 4: Future Diary (K)

The head rolled, causing a few ripples.

In half an hour, 78 players were wiped out, and a thriving organization was uprooted.

There was no destined opponent, no chance of luck, and the whole process lacked the romance of fate, only the coldest rationality:

Discover problems, find problems, and solve problems.

It’s just these three steps, and the result is already determined. It’s even just an experiment, a self-test.

"First, ordinary level 5 items aren't very threatening. Even for extraordinary skills below the master level, it depends on their type. Skills of the same level can pose different threats. For example, armor-piercing projectiles are much weaker than space-type, time-type, and causal-type skills."

"Secondly, players below the level of monsters are almost powerless against me. Above that, it also depends on whether the skills complement each other and whether the teamwork is tacit. Well, Thorn Rose can be a little more relaxed. The Sorcerer Soul Crystal can't suppress its characteristics."

"Third, due to versatility, players rarely focus their points on a single skill. Hayasaka and the others specialize in this skill. If they work well together, they can pose a greater threat."

Yuki made a few small summaries. Generally speaking, 'Daytime' was pretty good. To be on the safe side, he opened the Night Furnace for the remaining players, which was considered a face-saving measure.

He didn't feel any regret at all. He still thought the same as before that it was too troublesome to compete with ambitious people in wits and courage and win people's hearts. At what level is Sigong Huangguang qualified to compete with me in wits and courage?

For him, the experiment worked out fine.

It is confirmed that the Witch God Soul Crystal, like the Doomsday Golden Pen, cannot be placed into the realm. It should come from the Lost.

Sure, Soul Infection and the Forge of Night are a perfect match.

The former is nothing strange, but the latter is very interesting.

"It's ten times harder to contaminate a living person than a dead body, and this contamination requires long-term parasitism. This means I can't control zombies like a necromancer in a battlefield that just ended."

Soul pollution is not the resurrection of the dead at all, but more like an invisible bacteria that slowly erodes the "living things". This bacteria comes from the division of one's own soul.

"Summoning skills are more like raising zombies. They're usually kept in a specific container and then taken out for use in battle. Nothing is more suitable than the Nightforge."

Yuki looked at the mountain of corpses in front of him. There were only a few hundred real corpses here, and the rest looked more like a maze used for special effects.

"It's a bit of a waste recycling, but it's better than just leaving it here smelling stinky. However, the level 1 soul infection is very limited."

With rumbling footsteps, the headless Shura witch spirit brought back the two corpses. After opening the domain, the Transformer and the Blood Bull had no chance of survival. The witch spirit's corpse tore them to pieces.

"First, the infected body cannot be too broken, at least not when it's dead."

Yuki circled around the witch spirit and saw that the charred wounds on its body had begun to heal, but the head he had cut off would not grow back.

"Secondly, only a portion of his strength will be retained, at least dropping two or three levels, and he will also retain some of his characteristics from his lifetime."

The Shura Witch Spirit is now at the level of Monster I, which is indeed two levels lower. It is also extremely violent and is chopping and killing indiscriminately with an axe.

"Third, the stronger the infected corpse, the more souls will be split. For something like the Shura Witch Spirit, the cost-effectiveness is very low. Fortunately, soul crystals can be used instead."

Yuki's current energy source is the Devil's Heart, but even when fully charged, it can't withstand multiple uses.

It needs to be used for demon possession and soul infection, and the total amount is limited. Yuki doesn't want to change his job to become a half-baked summoner because he can't take things out of the Night Furnace, and it has disadvantages such as a small peeling range of 20 meters and a short maintenance time of one hour.

Fortunately, after the last experiment, Yuki discovered that the soul crystal can be used.

For example, Shura Wu Ling has a Shura Soul Crystal on his chest, so he doesn't have to split his soul himself. But the problem is that there are too few soul crystals, not many in total, and they have to be left for the seniors to use as blue bottles.

Therefore, Yuki only carried out a small-scale test, and the split souls only infected a few noble tower explorers. Taking into account the losses, it would be worse for him to pick up a knife and kill people himself.

"The future is promising. Anyway, the Demon Heart cannot be upgraded after it reaches a full state. The extra soul energy can be used to create puppets." Yuki looked at the silver-haired girl not far away. He remembered that this was the daughter of a grand duke in the Red Earth Continent.

He was dull and sluggish, with his right hand blown off by a hunting rifle and a bloody hole on his chest. If someone was starving, this would be barely acceptable.

"Next time I'll conduct experiments on living people in real life, let's do this for now."

With a wave of his hand, all the corpses fell down instantly. The Dark Furnace could still be forged and would come in handy sooner or later.

After a major issue was resolved, Yuki began to clean up the battlefield. Due to the existence of storage space, no player would wear the props on their bodies, and coupled with the deliberate destruction, the harvest was not as great as expected.

Fortunately, there were enough players, and after a while, Yuki found a bunch of props from the Night Furnace and the Space Ruins.

There are more than twenty items in total, most of which are concentrated in levels 4 and 5. The shapes are also strange and varied, including seals, weapons, and various clothes and armors.

"I absolutely have to make an appraisal item. Touching each one individually is exhausting. And why aren't these players dropping any materials?"

The Tiger Vanguard has dropped Demon Pills, which can be used as materials for crafting Chaos props. Even if there is a probability, it is not possible that so many players will not get any.

Human players can't drop it? Is this a characteristic of the Thorn Rose?

Yuki didn't know, so he just explored them one by one and judged the value based on the prompts. Some of them cost more to repair than to sell, so he was too lazy to pick them up. But seeing so many Chaos Items piled together was an eye-opener for him.

Because of the encounters, there are relatively few auxiliary props, mostly combat equipment, and most of the props are like the Phantom Dual Blades, which are nothing special and not worth investing a lot of points in.

"This gravity staff is useful and doesn't require any special requirements. Also, these pieces of equipment have minimal side effects and aren't picky about who uses them. I can give them to the seniors. Hey, there's even a pretty good staff. Philen's got a good deal."

The Golden Belt for Murder and Arson, Yuki seemed to be here to purchase goods, sorting out the pile of props, putting the useful ones aside, and packing the useless ones for sale.

There are no Chaos-level (Level 6) items. Just think about it, but items of this level have usage requirements, and you can't use them just by grabbing them.

Yuki hit his lower back and put the items back into the storage space one by one. Coincidentally, because all the players were dead, the space returned to its original state.

The annoying rubble disappeared, the area was greatly reduced, and some fish that had escaped the net and were buried in the rubble were also revealed. He picked up a few more pieces and paused when he walked to the last one.

There was a book-like prop on the pure white floor. I had the impression that no player had ever used it. It was just placed there, open.