You tell me, this is called daily youth?

A conspiracy is just a small trick, while an open conspiracy is a sharp sword.

The Witch God will take action, and he must take action. He cannot wait for the players to unite and attack him in three days, no, 60 hours.

The misunderstanding can never be cleared up, even if the Judge has the opportunity to contact the Witch God and say that he is connecting the players to deal with a certain target.

But can He believe it? Does He dare to believe it?

Yuki glanced at Ryougi Mana who seemed to be watching a good show, knowing that this clever girl was already peeking at fate. He reached out and took a POCKY from Huang Quan.

He ate nibbles of food while sharing his reading with Hiyori.

“Mm, delicious.”

Chapter 6 This is called calculation (K)

"That witch god has gone crazy!"

The white human body had no hair, no facial features, and the cracks on its face were spraying hysterically.

"We were trying to find a way to solve the problem, and in a sense, we were helping Him, but He wanted to kill me!!"

The human body grew hair, facial features, skin and clothes, gradually taking on the appearance of Deidara, but the artist's face was distorted and he was shrouded in deep fear.

It was almost over.

He was trying every possible way to find the target with the 'Ocean Followers', but who would have thought that the Sorcerer God would launch a surprise attack, using all his strength in one move. The battle between the two sides turned dozens of square kilometers of urban areas into ruins.

If he hadn't crushed the teleportation rune and called his companions, if he hadn't had a life-saving trump card, he would be dead now.

In front of him was a flat ground, covered with large craters left by the explosion, with lava flowing in it and huge trees that were smashed into pieces emitting light smoke.

He was much calmer when Ulquiorra, like a devil, flew beside him with a scythe in hand.

"It's certain that the target awakened the Witch God. Such a cruel method! Isn't he afraid of being buried in the mausoleum?"

This was unexpected, but also reasonable. The Witch God would not wake up for no reason, but he did not expect the target to be so bold and cunning.

"It is certain that the Sorcerer God is a Lost One. He holds strong hostility towards all players, and the target must have been guided in some way."

"You mean to say that the Sorcerer God doesn't know that our target is also his enemy, and that he considers us and his target to be his companions?" Deidara's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but shout, "That's ridiculous! Isn't it agreed that the enemy of my enemy is my friend?"

"For a Lost One, is it possible to become friends with a reincarnation player?" The devil looked at him expressionlessly, then covered his head, exuding a decadent aura.

It was indeed ridiculous, but in his eyes it was ridiculous in a different way.

The two judges still don’t know where the target is, how many players there are in the Shura Tower, and they have never even met each other.

He raised his head, always feeling that the person was outside the chessboard, controlling every chess piece coldly and ruthlessly.

This includes the instance boss, as well as the two judges who came to clear it out.

Is this the legendary 'Taiyi'? Even just one of them?

The difference between hunter and prey was only a moment. Ulquiorra shook his head and forced himself to get rid of the decadence. He did nothing wrong and was not demoted. But inexplicably, he was no longer the high and mighty judge, but an ordinary player who had to work hard to survive.

"Help...help me."

A faint voice was heard, and Ulquiorra turned his head to see a twisted human body lying in the ruins. It was covered with pustules and mushrooms, and its body was highly mutated, with almost no human nature.

Crocodile of the Sea Blessed, a Monster II player, died before he could be of any use.

But who will come to save me?

The man raised his finger and used a flash to relieve the other man's pain. He turned around and said, "The witch god has set his sights on us, and we have each used a trump card. We must replan."

Pulling teammates from a distance and reshaping the human form both come with a price. I didn't expect that this trump card would be used before I even met the target.

"How should I plan? I'm completely confused. I used to have all the advantages, but how come I've suddenly become the most difficult player?"

The Judge is not in the main storyline, so he can allocate resources calmly from a high position. Now the Witch God regards them as thorns in his side, and his target is hiding in the dark and wants to kill him.

His newly pinched nose moved, revealing a chorus of conspiracy, and he raised his voice:

"Since he was the one who awakened the Sorcerer God, he must have prepared a follow-up plan. Don't forget, if we can't judge the target, we will both be wiped out."

"Have you reported the current situation back?" Ulquiorra suddenly asked an unrelated question.

"Of course, I'll report every time the fax machine runs cold. Do you want to write a suicide note, or are you going to be a detective?"

"We are just human detectives. Don't forget that even the Hundred Eyes of Truth cannot see the outcome of the trial." Ulquiorra was as indifferent to his own life as he was to his own. He clapped his hands, not wanting to listen to his companions' nagging anymore.

"There's still a chance. We just need to fight the target. He must have faced the Sorcerer God directly. If the latter still has a bit of common sense, he will find something wrong and sit back and watch the fight. This way, we return to our original idea. Kill him and return immediately. The Lost One and the dungeon have nothing to do with us."

"But the problem is, we don't know who our target is!" Deidara was confused and wanted to blow up the giant island.

Apart from the blond young man's appearance that can change at any time, there are only two clues left: the Shura Tower and the separate camp.

"Kill all the players in the Shura Tower as soon as possible. Don't forget that the Sorcerer God is also looking for them. The reason he can't find them is because there is only one way to hide on this giant island--" Ulquiorra looked at several people dressed as civilians in the palace. These were the Soulless Ones. It was because of their cover that they escaped the Sorcerer God's pursuit.

"The War Tower is on our side. They've made thorough preparations for conquering the dungeon, and they really helped us just now."

Because the Judge was not involved in the main storyline, he knew almost nothing about the situation in the dungeon. Just now, the arrow came from afar, taking advantage of the Witch God's distraction to lead them to a safe place.

He was skeptical at first, but after discovering that the Witch God really couldn't find him, he recognized the value of the Thorn Rose and finally trusted the players of the Tower of War.

"Well, as long as everyone hides, the Witch God won't be able to hunt us down. I underestimated those women." Deidara immediately understood what his companions meant. They also had players to help them, and they could also hide in the dark and take this opportunity to quickly find the players of the Tower of War.

Once the two sides fight, the Witch God will of course be able to tell whether it is a real fight or just a show, and he will definitely choose to watch, because it will benefit him no matter which side wins.

"But what are they after? Briar Rose might be an ignorant bumpkin, but the War Orphans must know that we can return by killing our target. Can they defeat the Witch God?"

"No, they don't know. I said that we must eliminate the target and all players related to the target, but the latter is not a must." Ulquiorra replied coldly. As a smart person, he would naturally adjust his goals according to the situation.

He was calm and analyzed in the most rational voice:

"Rationally, the Witch God is too terrifying. The two of us working together can not only fight him, but also unite all players, making us a vital asset in clearing dungeons. Emotionally, the War Tower awakened the Witch God prematurely, betraying all players and making us untrustworthy."

The roar of thunder was echoing. The Witch God was not in a hurry to find the two of them. He took this time to eliminate the other players. With his strength, except for a few camps with soulless people, the players had no room for resistance.

Just as Nanami Kento said, Yuuki was hated by other players because of his misbehavior and no one was prepared at all.

While eating hot pot and singing songs, I was resting before the battle and thinking about how to gain more benefits from the judge. Suddenly, the boss took the initiative to attack me.

"So they can only believe what I say. Every copy is a gamble, and now is the time to place the bet." Confidence finally appeared on Ulquiorra's face. It was embarrassing to say that the judge had to participate in the gamble without even seeing the target.

The bet is that we can find the target before the Witch God eliminates other players, at least a player from the Shura Tower; the bet is that the War Orphans and the Thorn Rose are absolutely trustworthy and will do their best to help.

Deidara took a deep breath, and after a long while, he said dejectedly: "Okay, this is the only way."

Buzz...

At this moment, something in his pocket vibrated, and Ulquiorra took out a silver headset. It was a fairly common reincarnation item called the 'Spirit Communicator'.

The things were given by that group of women. After all, cooperation requires smooth communication. Ulquiorra has been monitoring and confirmed that the only linkers are them, Thorn Rose and the war orphans.

"explain."

"Your Excellency the Judge, something bad has happened. The minions of the Witch God are attacking us." Hayasaka Ai's voice came, sounding overly panicked and full of the aura of weakness.

"Don't you have the Soulless protecting you?" Ulquiorra frowned. The battle in the distance was still going on, and the remaining players were not bugs that could be killed with a single step. The Sorcerer God would not start clearing the fog so soon.

"It's not the wizard god, it's those wizards. They've become so powerful that Mr. Bradley can't hold on any longer. Hundreds of wizards will soon clear the fog from the city."

Of course wizards can discover the soulless, and the League is an expert in this field. Ulquiorra suddenly remembered that there is a force with little presence on this giant island.

so troublesome.

Of course, the two of them didn't want to care, and there was no such thing as a sense of loyalty in return, but the wizard could clear the fog and discover himself. These soulless people had already revealed their value and must be retained.

If you don't show an attitude of conquering the Witch God, why would the Soulless help you? As for mind control, once it's contaminated by the player's breath, the fog will be useless.

"Wait." Ulquiorra hung up the phone, feeling that his previous operations had made some mistakes. If he had known earlier, he would have let Deidara kill all the wizards. Now he has to go through trouble again.

"The awakening of the Sorcerer God has strengthened those wizards. Let's work together to get rid of these ants as soon as possible, and then go find him!"

......

Ha, this is what it feels like to remotely control a battlefield from thousands of miles away.

Yuuki was eating POCKY, watching the chaos outside like a spectator. The city was being destroyed piece by piece, the number of players was decreasing rapidly, and the players of Shura Tower only had to watch the show.

With the help of his senior students and Rihe's shared reading, he knew everything like the back of his hand. He was sure that there was a difference in the power of the witch god inside and outside the mausoleum, and that the energy concentration was directly proportional to the combat power.

Didn't the Witch God know there was something fishy going on here? Of course He knew, but He couldn't stop. At least eliminating the players was not wrong.

Is there no way for the Judge to break the deadlock? They do have a way, but there are only so many options, and Yuki has considered every one of them.

"Build trust, monitor locations, experiment with features, stall for time, kill with a borrowed knife, eliminate dissidents. All of these goals are being advanced simultaneously. How can you play me?"

Yuki snorted, and with each move, he completed six goals simultaneously. The root of all this was the setting of the reincarnation game, which meant that the prompt could not go wrong.

I am indeed a lone ranger, but I have teams from three different camps. If you don't figure this out, you will never find the clue.

This is the foundation upon which the plan is built, and upon this the skeleton upon which the features are built.

"Judging from Kaguya's 'Guaranteed Hit' ability, the Sorcerer God's ability to suppress it is truly strange."

"Why?" Hiyori asked, looking for advice. She had heard Yuki talk about Manas.

"How should I know? Maybe the reincarnation game still has a conscience. How can we ordinary people be players without using some cheats?" Yuki muttered, making several people want to laugh but unable to.

They didn't feel that way when they were on Earth, after all, they were all ordinary people. But after entering the new stage, it became very unbalanced. Why should these high school students compete with androids, ghost hunters, and demons?

"Don't worry about the reason. It's a good thing anyway. With this experiment, the plan will be secure. Senior, remember to come and get your gun when you have time."

Mai Sakurajima rolled her eyes slightly. Why was she always the one doing dangerous things like going deep into the tiger's den?

"How is the fight between the Judge and the wizards going?" Yuki asked again. There was already a Void Puppet watching from the side, which can be read as cover or written as surveillance.

"They are very powerful. Even the strengthened wizards are no match for them. And as you expected, they are very careful to protect the Soulless."

"Of course we have to protect it. That's their camouflage clothing. How can we not take it seriously?" Yuki smiled sinisterly. This trick of killing someone with a borrowed knife did not require him to do anything himself. He destroyed the witch god's trump card and attracted enough hatred at the same time.

This is only one of the reasons. The second reason is intelligence reconnaissance. The strengthened wizard is not weak. The two of them have to fight seriously, and then the whole process is recorded by Hiyori who is escaping nearby.

The third is to delay time and reduce the time they have to search for themselves, or simply think about the loopholes.

Finally, this will lead to the next step.

"Without these wizards interfering, we can proceed with the plan to cut off the bridges. Wait for my signal and have the Soulless cut off the three bridges. This should weaken the energy of the mausoleum."

Putting aside the false targets, the scattered soulless people all have a pattern. They can reach the external corridors of the Forest Spirit Tower, Shura Tower, and War Tower as quickly as possible, and then wait for an opportunity when the Witch God has no time to take care of other things.

Everything was arranged perfectly. There was never anything inexplicable in the world, only the interweaving of open and secret plots, so Rihe never panicked.

She knew that when Mr. Yuki made his last move, he had done his utmost to lay a tight net, and as his strength and experience increased, the net was becoming tighter and tighter.

"I hate deus ex machina or sudden outbursts. Even if I have to fight to the death, I have to be confident," Yuki muttered to himself, a strategic mind at heart. "Don't relax. Keep gathering intelligence. This only creates favorable conditions. When it comes to the final step, it all comes down to strength."

Everyone nodded, obviously they were already used to Yuki's style. This time the dungeon had a larger proportion of players, and the plot was very simple.

"Pighead, will those soulless people die?" Mai suddenly remembered something. If he wanted to cut off the supply, he would need to burn his own soul.

"Remember Lieutenant Chris? Death is nothing to them. The key is whether the death is meaningful." Yuki didn't look at the senior, but tilted his head and said indifferently:

"Whether players or plot characters, everyone has their own mission, and my role is to make their deaths worthwhile."

It’s not that they are cold-hearted. If they were given the opportunity to end the nightmare, I guess if you ask those soulless people, they would be willing to die.

Mai thought of the Defense Force. In a sense, the Soulless were not as good as the Defense Force. At least the latter were treated like heroes, while the Soulless were repeatedly persecuted and still wanted to save the world.

Those who persecute them may not appreciate the fruits of their labor, because civilization will regress, and in later history books, both players and soulless people will become demons.

"I suddenly understand why many players don't like to delve into the plot."

"Well, it's inevitable that I'll be affected when I'm too immersed in the play. I also have to thank the Judge for leaving me no time to interact too much with the plot." Yuki could certainly think of this, but what can he say? His mind is filled with conspiracies and calculations, so he has no energy to express his emotions.

"Senior, don't overthink it. As players, we don't care about the foolish thoughts. In the final analysis, we are all victims of the reincarnation game."

Yuki waved his hand. He was quite self-aware. Even if this group of players were wiped out, the worst that could happen was that they could just get another group of players.

Stop dreaming about saving the world, leeks. Just do your own thing and maybe one day you will be the one holding the sickle.

After the shared reading ended, Yuki turned his attention back to reality. The players were all taking the time to rest and listening attentively to the clear singing echoing in the palace.

The black-haired girl was kneeling on the ground and praying. The sound came from her mouth. The thin blonde girl was lying in front of her, silent.

Jis is dead.

The purification of the soulless is a kind of soul splitting. If it is overloaded for a short period of time, it will become a real "soulless person".

The song was melodious and sad. From the most straightforward Fire Pillar, the most shrewd Nanami Kento, to the most silent Philen, every player had a different expression, not knowing what to say.

I remember that there were dozens of mercenaries and a dozen soulless people who left the War Tower. As time went by, only Rita was left.