Chapter 465

"I'm in. This place is beautiful."

"What a load of rubbish! The Fairy Race's capital city used to be much prettier. I even took a bath in the Eternal Spring, and then I was chased by Elemental Spirits for ten thousand kilometers."

"Mr. Abdulas, this is nothing to brag about. Besides, I'd like to ask why you agreed."

"Just looking for more fun, huh? By the way, I've killed quite a few birdmen before, so be careful not to get hurt by them."

Frieren's eye twitched slightly. Seeing the unfriendly expressions of the angels around her, she finally understood why the communicator was so loud.

That stinky Magical Beasts is having a good time.

Uh, Frieren has had a tough time too.

Yuki wanted to laugh but dared not. He knew that the 'Annihilation Seeker' was just a mischievous dragon who loved to join in the fun. For Frieren to become friends with it must be a wonderful adventure, and that was another value of the player.

If the accomplice dies, the race will suffer no loss. If it's a trap, send Frieren to his death and he'll just walk away. If it's genuine cooperation, Abdulas can have some fun.

"The helpers from the Monster Race and Machine Race have arrived. Should we wait for the Elves?"

"Those long-eared monsters are very suspicious and are still observing." Nier yawned. Angels are energy beings, and they get tired if they expend too much energy. "Besides, their assistants don't have your abilities. Without an assistant to sign a contract, how can I trust them?"

This is awkward. It seems the rules of the Great Game are the same as the Reincarnation Game; they are based on objective evaluation, not on the Elven Queen saying "I believe you" to gain "respect" reputation.

"The Elves's problems are for them to solve themselves. As the Great Game has progressed, the various races have accumulated too much hatred. The Assistant Contract isn't 100% foolproof, but it's a necessity."

A deep voice rang out, and all the angels in the empty courtyard bowed their heads. Yuki turned his head and saw a handsome figure in white robes with gold trim.

Her long hair shone like gold, and her face was like the most beautiful creation of the gods, with every feature in perfect proportion, and it was impossible to tell her gender.

He was as handsome as a man, and she was as spirited as a stunningly beautiful young woman.

Nine-ringed archangel, Klemisius, with Epic Tier II strength.

Yuki felt neither inferior nor pressured, because in terms of pure combat strength, he was stronger than his opponent. No strong person would bow down to a weaker one.

"No wonder you want to eliminate the outsiders; their strength does indeed pose a threat to you."

"Are you disappointed?" Klemisius his head slightly, his rational blue eyes showing no anger.

"No, the Angels is not known for individual strength. Your angelic army can overwhelm quality with sheer numbers," Yuki replied bluntly. Having met the nine-ringed archangel, he understood why the stage could be organized.

The power of the Judge is too great. Under Dio Brando's leadership, no force can stop them from assassinating anyone they want to do, and the representatives of their race cannot be allowed to fall.

"These people will return once they kill her." The Skywing Elder pointed at Ikaros. He wasn't stupid; he naturally saw that something was wrong with that battle and had hesitated.

"Perhaps, but you don't dare to gamble," Yuki retorted without holding back.

The two exchanged a glance, the atmosphere tense. Mai Sakurajima, watching from a distance, broke out in a cold sweat, thinking to herself, "Why is this idiot provoking Tentsubasa?"

"Humans are trash, unworthy of the Holy Angel Alliance, but you are different." Klemisius did not get angry; he turned around Lightness and waved his hand to create a portal of light.

"Come with me, it's time to move on to the next step of this Great Game."

The private garden, though not as vast as the open courtyard, is far more exquisite.

Yuki, Mai Sakurajima's squad, Ikaros, and Frieren —except for Frieren, who can only represent a single Magical Beasts beast, the others correspond to humans, angels, and Machine Race, respectively.

Everyone sat around the round table, acting as if it were business. Machine Soul Om and Nine Rings Skywing were the witnesses. These players had all gained enough prestige to activate the rules of the Great Game.

Yes, some wavy, ghostly characters appeared above their heads; these were the native script of the Crimson Moon World, which the players could read.

Among them, Mai Sakurajima and others are described as 'trusted', Ikaros as 'respected', Frieren as 'friendly', Yuki's name has slightly more words.

'Like a god'.

This is how humanity evaluates the assistants a month later. In a sense, the positions of the two sides have been reversed. Yuki needs the label of 'Great Game' from humanity. Without this label, his fate will not be Dio Brando better than Dio Brando's.

The bamboo slips of the 'Soil-Offering Contract' were spread out on the table. This was the first time Yuki had ever signed such a double contract, and he had to thank Taiyi for his legacy.

If it weren't for the faction's lack of resources, he wouldn't have had any cross-faction contract items, which would have put him in a real awkward situation.

Players form alliances to jointly conquer the dungeon; they must not attack each other before approaching the Divine Torch.

[Contract established]

The content was very simple, and there was no need for any bargaining. Yuki wrote it directly, which was in the best interests of all parties.

Players can bind their race, but there is a point of contention that can never be avoided: who owns the Divine Torch? Therefore, cooperation can only last until a certain point. 'Approaching the Divine Torch' is a special requirement of the Skywing Chief and the Netway Will, which is enough to make people think.

"Alright, we can call each other comrades now."

The players seemed unfamiliar with each other, looking at one another; to be honest, it wasn't anything surprising.

This is inevitable. The Great Game cannot stop. The races are becoming fewer and weaker, and sooner or later they will fall to the bottom like humans and eventually be wiped out. The progress will also be pushed forward.

Judging from the current situation, none of the racial advocates are fools. They will find a way out sooner or later. It's just that the hatred between them runs too deep. They are all stained with each other's blood and need an opportunity to communicate and a bridge to build mutual trust.

The opportunity was provided by Yuki, and the mutual trust was built on the players.

With the contract signed, the project had moved forward a step, and everyone looked at the Chief of the Heavenly Wings, seated at the head of the table. It was time for Him to give His reasons.

"There are two rules for the Great Game." Tianyi Chang did not refuse. As the nominal leader of the alliance, certain secrets naturally needed to be explained by Him.

"First, once the game begins, it cannot be stopped; the war will continue indefinitely."

"Secondly, when only five races remain, the Divine Torch will appear."

In short, the two rules are logically related: the ongoing war will inevitably trigger the second rule, and even the 'immortal' angels will fall, just as they are focused on annihilating the Undead.

"But why don't you want the Divine Torch to appear?" Yuki didn't ask a stupid question like 'why not slack off'. Rules are rules, just as players cannot disobey prompts.

"Because the Survivors of war cannot obtain the Divine Torch, not even angels." Skywing turned his head and explained, "War means a price, and there is no tacit agreement in the sacred Great Game. Every race does its best in this war, and even those who are not qualified to participate will fight desperately to survive."

Yuki this best. You say that if we exclude humans without taking damage, then humans have long since turned into rats and hidden on the edge of the world. It won't be so easy to find them.

Preserving strength and trying to prolong the war is a form of slow suicide.

The weak races will eventually be wiped out, and the Divine Torch will surely be revealed, while the powerful races will also become weak due to depletion.

Is the Divine Torch on the moon?

Yuki's words made Tenki's eyes turn dangerous, and he almost blurted out a question. Hiyori, who had been silently observing, was stunned and lowered her head to think.

"Yes, how did you know?"

"I guessed, but I've noticed that the top-ranked races who know the secrets of the Divine Torch all have one thing in common: you all value flight." Yuki was already a tiger; there was no need for him to play dumb, so he simply said it:

"Angels, Magical Beasts, elves, Dwarves, and machines—these five races are all the same, so it's impossible that their technology trees all went in the same direction."

[Hint 4: Each race has a different understanding of the Divine Torch, and the degree of proximity varies, but all are highly classified.]

Yuki deduced this from the clue: the Machine Race was the entry ticket, while the Orcs obviously knew nothing and were only concerned with following those two rules, making the humans even worse off.

"I understand, something is preventing everyone from obtaining the Divine Torch." Hiyori said excitedly, as if she had read a wonderful detective novel and was recounting the background story.

[The Divine Torch is the authority of the world, the creator of all rules. Whether for survival or for the Divine Torch, they are trapped in the game and cannot escape. On the land, the ten surviving races are divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower.]

"On this land, ten races remain, which means—"

"Yes, there is another race above the heavens. They are the gods' closest children, independent of the Great Game, yet the eleventh participant."

Ten-Yi interrupted in a cold tone, staring directly at Yuki.

"We call them, the Divine Race."

Chapter Nineteen: Angel Alliance

So that's how it is.

Yuki's pupils contracted slightly, something he had expected, but when the answer was revealed, he was still amazed by the insidious nature of the Reincarnation Game.

This clue is hidden in the background story, 'on the earth'? Is this some kind of word puzzle?

Even for him, it would be difficult to think of such details if he were to play solo. Guessing the conditions for the Divine Torch to appear is the Limit, so there's not much to say.

Kill them all. Start by slaughtering the weak, while using cunning and trickery to make the powerful races fight tooth and nail, laying the groundwork for seizing the Divine Torch, and then—

You've become Clown. The real boss is yet to come. The races on earth are either wiped out or weakened. How are you going to steal the Divine Torch?

"No wonder I felt something was off about hint number 7 from the very beginning."

[Tip 7: You can return if you help your race obtain the Divine Torch; or you can choose to return if 5 or more races lose their eligibility.]

There's a noticeable pause here; the Divine Torch isn't a mandatory option. So that's where the problem lies.

Trying to solve the reading comprehension problem is too difficult. Sweeping away all five races is still within the capabilities of an average player, but the conventional strategy will not allow you to obtain the Divine Torch. If you are greedy enough to go to the moon with them, be prepared for a surprise.

Even more insidious is the hidden trap in the allocation method. Characters like Yuki, who are easy to gain reputation with, are assigned to humans. So what if they are 'like gods'? They have no access to the secrets. On the other hand, characters like Ikaros are very difficult to gain reputation with, and the Netway Will will not tell you that.

This, in turn, confirms the game's setting: no matter how strong the Judge is, like in the 'Wizard's Tower,' it's impossible for them to be stronger than the dungeon.

"I must thank the Judge; if I hadn't divided the instance into two phases, I would have already started a world war."

Yuki a sigh of relief. Without the Judge's presence, his plan would be simple and brutal.

He utilizes his team, turning the Angels and Monster Race into the most useful weapons to deal with powerful races, while he himself... leads humanity in a frenzy of farming.

The world war will shatter the heavens and earth, causing devastating losses. With the balance of power shifting, Yuki will jump out to Momo, playing the role of a traitor who kills his own people. All he needs to do is ensure that his senior and the others are not wiped out.

The group exchanged glances, all except Ikaros feeling a bit apprehensive. This Strategic Angel was the type who didn't care; he could simply eliminate the five races and choose to return, regardless of the ensuing chaos.

However Yuki's greed was too great, and from the very beginning he was determined to get his hands on the Divine Torch.

"So you need to conserve your strength to deal with that Divine Race?"

"Yes, there can be no accidents, so the pact will continue until the Divine Race are defeated and the Divine Torch is approached." Skywing Chief was very honest; only one race could obtain the Divine Torch, and this was merely a necessary truce.

He was also very confident. A Magical Beasts, a bunch of scrap metal, and these humans were no threat at all, which is why he was so proactive.

What a coincidence, I also want to use your power to defeat the Divine Race.

Yuki had no intention of quitting while he was ahead. He knew this guy could probably guess the conditions for the players' return. The reason for the alliance was simple:

To avoid internal strife, we should work together to eliminate the Divine Race. As for who will possess the Divine Torch, that will depend on their own abilities.

"Om, are the Machine Race willing? This is only a temporary ceasefire."

"To the clumsy Mr. Rod, the most basic requirement for living beings is survival. Calculations show that if the Great Game continues, the annihilation of the Machine Race is likely in 98.77% of cases, not to mention the uncertainties surrounding this event."

Om stood up and gave a curtsy in a cold manner.

"Whoever obtains the Divine Torch will become a new god, establish new rules, and end this boring game. Compared to annihilation, even being ruled by these birdmen is acceptable."

She still has a sharp tongue, calling people "birdmen," but thankfully the angels don't get angry.

"That's true. If we keep fighting, we'll all die, or we'll be wiped out by the Divine Race if the fighting continues." Yuki nodded slightly, then asked, "Aren't you afraid of being punished later?"

"Whoever gets it is a possibility, but not taking it is a certainty. The clumsy Mr. Rod should understand the difference clearly."

Om's retort silenced Yuki. The various races had fought for countless years and knew each other too well. Of course, he was confident that whoever won would have a chance to survive.

"Why not let the Divine Race take it?" Yuki asked again.

"Because I'm the only one who enjoys other people's fun, and nobody else gets to enjoy mine!" A furious voice rang out, and Abdulas, who had been listening in, spoke up, disdainfully:

"Who do you think made these rules? Ah, so many beautiful female Magical Beasts, all wiped out by this shitty war. I'm not bragging, I had several lovers among the Dragon Race back then."

"Tsk tsk, make it with them, the taste..."

Smack

Frieren immediately shut down the communicator, his face slightly flushed, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground. How did such a serious topic end up being discussed like the 'Eighteen Hands of Magical Beasts'?

The playful Magical Beasts lightened the atmosphere considerably, Yuki. However, a fierce glare from Frieren quickly brought him back to normal.

Frieren has had a tough time. Now I finally understand.

Like the sun breaking through the clouds, a month later, Yuki figured out almost all the secrets of this instance.

The current rules were created by the Divine Race, and this contradiction cannot be resolved.

From the proud angels and the cold machines to the humans hiding in fear, the races on the ground have truly had enough of this game. Like gladiators in an arena for entertainment, no one wants to be livestock.

The sea has dried up, the land is desolate, and not a single weed can be seen in Yuki to this day. Races have been wiped out, and communities have disappeared. It couldn't get any worse.

For survival, one would even be willing to be a servant to another race.

"I've clearly killed countless people, so why am I always portrayed as a peace envoy?"

Yuki was speechless. This time, he came with a murderous intent. If it weren't for the appearance of a Divine Race, he would have killed most of the races and obtained a bunch of special skills. For example, the Angels's gains would definitely be related to rebirth.

He skillfully kept his greed within acceptable limits, and lightly tapped the table, saying: