You tell me, this is called daily youth?

"Your Majesty, the food is finally moving."

At the same time, in the Demon God Hall on the middle floor of the castle tower, a soft female voice echoed.

Countless columns supported a huge dome, and gray fog filled the air. Two seats, one large and one small, could be vaguely seen on the platform. The normal human-sized seat was empty, and a white giant sat firmly on the other throne, with three eyeballs arranged in a triangular shape, emitting red light.

Its skin is pale, exuding a sense of holiness, yet also filled with the aura of the abyss.

The King of the Demon Realm, the Demon Emperor, this is his title. Just like the blood-red three eyes, conquering everything to fill the emptiness in his heart is his driving force, and there is no place that can better fill his desires than the endless reincarnation game.

"Your intelligence doesn't contain the existence of 'Li Dan'."

A majestic voice sounded, and everything was under the observation of Mondes. He certainly saw Yuki's bravery, but for the mistakes of his subordinates, the Demon King always had the simplest and most brutal punishment:

kill.

"I'm very sorry, the internal review of the evil-elimination team is very strict, and this Li Dan must be the helper that Shiwu just found." The soft female voice became trembling, as if curled up into a ball.

"Well, this is the only explanation, but there won't be a next time. This lack of intelligence has caused a huge error. My plan doesn't include losing two evil spirits before the battle begins." Every word of the Demon King was filled with murderous intent. He waved his hand lightly, and the mist condensed to form hundreds of pictures, showing everything in the castle.

Nearly half of the combat force was deployed and concentrated in the middle level of the castle. Countless evil ghost players were slaughtered, but it did not cause any emotional fluctuations in Mondes.

The evil spirits don't care about comradeship, they just need obedient flesh and blood tools. Just as Yuuki guessed, Mondes is also ready to make the final decision and completely conquer the "One Hundred Demons Night Parade".

"I gave the food a chance to fight back, and they seized it. It seems they have no intention of retreating, but the plan has deviated somewhat. Doubts and suspicions should have plagued him for a few more hours, making the plan more stable."

Mondes muttered to himself, placing Yuki on the scale as an important variable, and quickly completed the revision of the plan. The core of the plan was the imbalance in the infiltration of both sides.

It is difficult for humans to infiltrate ghosts because ghosts would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go. However, it is much easier for ghosts to infiltrate humans because emotions are the biggest weakness of human beings.

It had long known that the core of Gojo Satoru's plan was to seek external assistance, and even knew some specific camps, and the response was also very simple.

You seek external help, but I can't?

If there is a real flaw, it is that the initiative of the attack is in the hands of the Evil Extermination Team. For example, the timing chosen this time is very clever. Sukuna went on a mission, and one of the two giants was missing.

"But what you don't know is that Sukuna is going on this mission alone, and the time is almost up."

It looked at the giant hourglass next to the throne. Although there was very little sand left in it, the enemy had launched a general attack in advance.

There is no choice but to start the plan in advance.

"Which reinforcements are in place?"

"Mr. Genichirō Ashina of the Battle Madness; Mr. Aura of the Aether Particle Monster Front; Ms. Shalltear of the Great Cemetery; the Golden Guard Knights of the Apocalypse; and Mr. Shishio of the Samurai Kingdom."

When a list of dishes was announced, the players were already prepared, but they had to enter the game early because of Yuki.

"That's enough. They're all experts I've worked with before. They're both strong and reliable." The Demon King smiled with satisfaction and waved his hand gently. "Notify the 'Thunder Witches' and the others to prepare the reinforcements for entry. The Void Spirits will place the medium at the designated coordinates to lure them in."

"When do you enter?"

"When they found this place." Mendes stretched out his finger. In front of the huge palace, there was a flickering silver moonlight. A tall warrior with long black hair and six pupils could be vaguely seen.

This is his temple, his exclusive space, so solid that even Gojo Satoru cannot destroy it, so they can only enter through the main gate.

"Notify the remaining demons to come here and activate the Heart of the Ice Goddess." The Demon King threw a sapphire and instructed, "Their mission is to guard this item. I will take Gojo Satoru away and open the Demon Realm Gate to divide the battlefield. Remember, let the reinforcements deal with the players they invited. It's best not to get involved in a melee involving more than a dozen factions."

"Are you going to force them to leave?"

The hall fell into silence. Mendes stared at the hourglass, which was getting smaller and smaller, thinking quietly. His mission was to have a king's duel with Gojo Satoru, so he would not have the mind to command the battle at that time.

"It depends on their luck. If that madman Sukuna comes back, no one will be able to escape."

Fingers with sharp claws scratched his face, making a dull sound.

"Of course, this isn't a bad thing. It might even trigger more inter-faction wars. It's been so long since that upheaval that no one has passed the third assessment. The reincarnation game is becoming increasingly boring."

"Then why not start a bloodier fratricide and a more massive war of conquest?"

"That's my expectation, and perhaps, the expectation of the game."

Chapter 4: Kill without mercy!

It's you, Muzan Kibutsuji.

Yuki stood in the furnace of darkness, completely stripping away reality. He killed one of the twelve evil spirits and took one away. If Gojo Satoru didn't believe him, he would still have to wait and see.

The kimono beauty looked around, a trace of nervousness flashing across her face. As a player with a level IV monster, she could of course see that this was a very advanced mutation item.

"He killed Sadako head-on. I don't know how he saw through her true form."

Muzan was full of fear when he saw his companion in Yuuki's hand being burned to charcoal and thrown into a pool of blood. He saw that he was holding a bunch of thick black hair in his hand, which was a very high-level material that could be used to create a level five prop.

"You really don't need to get involved. No matter what benefits the Evil Squad offers, the dead can't get them."

The woman opened her mouth and spoke in a gloomy voice. She had just watched the whole fight and had already figured out this man's background by using Sadako's life.

He's very strong, but he can't crush me. He's still my favorite melee player, so why should I be afraid of him?

"Are you saying that the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons has been prepared for a long time?" Yuki leaned on the remains of Shura Wuling, supporting his chin lazily.

"If not, how could that group of foodies break into the castle tower so easily?" Muzan raised his chin, not wanting to beat around the bush, and simply said, "This is a trap. Gojo Satoru's every move is within our expectations. No matter how hard he struggles, he can't win."

"He can't win even if he doesn't struggle. It will just become a slow death." Yuki shook his head slightly. He had already seen through the conspiracy.

"That's right, he can only gamble, and we know he will gamble, but he will just provoke a faction war. We are also preparing for it."

"So, by spreading out the troops and stalling for time, they were hoping to create an opportunity for reinforcements to arrive?"

"No, it's a chance to solve this problem once and for all." Muzan corrected him, his words threatening, "You should run away quickly. If you wait any longer, Sukuna will return and you won't be able to escape even if you want to."

Sure enough, the script had already been written, but Gojo Satoru could not be blamed. This was an open conspiracy and he had no choice.

The authority to adjust the frequency of player tasks lies with the evil spirits. This can be seen from the gap between the Twelve Evil Spirits and Isayama Yomi and others. The former are basically players above Monster III, which is a small level behind them.

Players hate dungeons, but they don't rely on dungeons to temper themselves, because in the reincarnation game, the kind of "harmony" that Thorns and Roses have is extremely rare, and returning is just the beginning of another adventure.

"Do you want to expand the faction war?" Yuki asked again. No matter who killed Shokuhou Misaki and others, the scale of the war would get out of control.

"This has nothing to do with me, and I'm not interested in war." Wuzan shook his head coldly, his patience exhausted. "Make your choice quickly. Let me go and then escape. Even if we want to seek revenge on you, it will still be difficult to find you in this endless reincarnation game."

"Ha, so I have no choice?" Yuki laughed. Muzan actually dared to threaten him and clearly said he wanted revenge, so he told him to run away and hide obediently.

"First, I hate it most when someone tells me what to do."

Yuuki stood up straight and walked forward slowly, causing Muzan to frown. Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by a second finger.

"Second, you want to hunt me down, but you're not worthy."

Until now, the only one who could hunt him down was the Judge. What kind of person is this 'One Hundred Demons Night Parade'? How dare they be so arrogant?

"Third, you are the first true boss I have ever encountered. I want to hunt your head."

He knows me! ?

Muzan's face was covered with blue veins, looking hideous and terrifying. He was not stupid, nor did he think of provoking Yuuki. He just knew that players' first priority was survival, so he should threaten them harshly at this time.

The sneak attack plan has been seen through. There is no reason for these players from other camps to continue fighting. The best option is to run away quickly.

Before she could figure it out, Yuki had disappeared from her sight. There was no need to waste words at this point. The black thorns under her feet were growing wildly.

Swah——

The next moment, the blade cut through the thorns, as if adding a touch of fire to the black world, and Muzan, who was wrapped in thorns, saw the flames surge.

burning.

A pillar of fire penetrated the 'bush of flowers' and went straight into the distance of the field. A figure flashed, and Muzan appeared in the air. Seeing the thorns twisted in the flames, his eyes twitched slightly.

So fast, this is not an ordinary Monster IV player, but what can I do if he kills me?

A blurry afterimage meandered towards him, and he had no time to think. He wiped his right hand and blood splattered.

Blood vampire magic. Blood of the ancestor.

The blood split in the air and turned into a bloody rain in the blink of an eye. With the sound of a snap of fingers, it turned into countless bloody broken spears.

Da da da da da.......

The ground was covered with a dense layer of blood spears, and Yucheng was nailed in the middle. It shattered in an instant and completely merged into a pool of blood.

An illusion? No, this realm is essentially a maze.

Her rose-red eyes glanced around, and a knife light suddenly appeared behind her, splitting her in two, but Wuzan also shattered like a bubble.

This is no ordinary blood.

Yuki chopped Muzan into pieces and saw the blood splattered on the insect armor. It had no offensive power, but it made his eyes widen slightly, and he found that Muzan was a little different from the impression he had.

Didn't this jerk rely on mutation? Did he switch careers and become a mage?

Yuki remembered that Muzan would turn into a monster, but rarely used blood demon arts. Suddenly he realized that Muzan's original skills were known to the Demon Slayer Corps, so he specially clicked on a new skill tree in the reincarnation game.

Becoming a player is a reshuffle and a rebirth.

Along with the splattered blood, there was a grey halo, which was not any energy, but something above it.

Hey, he also has authority?

Faction authority. Power suppression.

Like the Flying Thunder God Jutsu, Muzan emerged from a blood spear with a delighted smile on his face.

Gojo Satoru has 95% of the suppression authority, but the remaining 5% happens to be with me.

The suppression range is too small, but it just fits with one's own strength.

"I'll put you on a level and see how you win."

Blood magic. Infernal puppet.

He raised two fingers to stimulate the remaining blood in the air. This also had no attack power, but it made Yuki freeze in mid-air.

A kind of mental erosion invaded from the face not covered by the black armor, just like forcibly turning people into demons in Demon Slayer. She split her own blood and then "gifted" this blood to Yuuki.

If it was an extraordinary player, he would be turned into a puppet directly. Even Yuki, whose physical fitness was as high as level 8, felt cold all over, and every muscle was out of control. His super dynamic vision saw blood the size of fingernails splashing into the distance and expanding rapidly within a millisecond.

Split, expand, and change endlessly!

The area around Yucheng was suddenly filled with the flashes of swords and sabers, long whips, armor-piercing spikes, and sharp and tiny blood needles, which pierced through at the same time.

Everything happened within two seconds. Yuki increased his output to break free from the restraints, while using his insect armor to resist. He heard a continuous "ding ding ding" sound and felt a dense stinging pain on his body.

These blood-colored weapons were extremely hard and had an extremely high attack frequency. Some of them actually pierced through the black armor, and the stinging pain only lasted for a moment before a deep chill spread.

Blood of the First. Infection.

Just like a virus spreading in the body, madly devouring the original cells, Yuuki's eyes froze and he pulled out a crystal staff.

Gravity Crystal Wand.

The purple gravity light spread, and its range was increased several times by the replica cube.

Crash.

These light whips and armor-piercing cones fell one after another. Before Yuki could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw them regroup and transform into a giant three-edged spear, breaking free from the constraints of gravity.

Ding.

A round mirror unfolded, and the spear was refracted by the impact, whistling into the distance.

Seamlessly switching between physics and energy? He must be quite capable, no wonder he's so arrogant.

No, why doesn't permission suppression have any effect?

Both Yuuki and Muzan were stunned. Within three seconds, both sides had completed several rounds of testing, but Muzan took the initiative after all. While the effect of the Wujian puppet was still there, he spread out his hands.

All the blood-red spears that were stuck in the ground flew into the sky. They merged and reunited to form huge blood-red pillars that surrounded Yucheng in the center.

Blood curse field.

The strange energy increased exponentially. Yuki, who had just regained half of the control of his body, felt like a mountain was pressing down on him. The invisible "virus" was frantically drilling into his body through the wound, accumulating more and more, faster and faster, even exceeding the repair speed of the regeneration tail.

In an area of ​​hundreds of square meters, the air became as thick as a sea of ​​blood, creating blood out of thin air and causing the virus's replication speed to skyrocket.

Over the years, Muzan has only studied one thing, which is how to deal with flesh and blood.

"Rotten and annihilated in my blood."

Muzan slowly clenched his fists, causing the pool of blood in the sky to shrink inward, but at this moment, a giant axe suddenly appeared above his head.

clang!

It was a clean and sharp blow, but fortunately the defensive item blocked the attack. Red blood swayed, and Wuzan turned around in shock, and saw the headless Shura Wu Ling standing behind him.

This, is this a summoning field?