Chapter 596
Similar jokes are rampant in the Borderlands, and they've even come up with weird things like "Taiyi Ark" and "Liberation Front." Without a doubt, they're all scams targeting women.
Because Borderlands cannot be attacked, Outpost like 'Forgotten Hidden Jianghu' in the sewers become perfect locations for robbery. If you dare to believe it, once you enter, the companions who were just chatting with you about ideals, the anxious fugitives, will instantly become kidnappers.
"No wonder the Judge turned a blind eye. If the rumors continue, even the truth will become false. But do you think you can stop me with such a small trick?"
Yuki chuckled, wrote a few strokes, raised his hand, and the letter burned with phosphorescent light in the air, leaving ashes behind. He then patted the table.
"Grown ups."
'Yuki Sorajima' walked in, and seeing him kneel down on one knee before her looked strange no matter how you looked at it.
"Are all the extraditers in place?" Yuki took out the Lord of Cinder Soul Blunderbuss and loaded soul materials into the chamber.
"They've already gone to the Borderlands and announced that they're players invited to attend the ceremony."
"Few responded?"
"Well, apart from a few busybodies, nobody cares."
That's for sure. Even if an epic player comes from a fallen faction, nobody cares. Of course, the people who guide others don't know who to invite. Their task is simply to let whoever is willing to come.
The Forgotten Hidden Jianghu is too chaotic, and many players are still in the hands of the enemy. Presumably, they have already sent people in.
"A play either goes well or it goes awry. They let 'you' organize the stage, and then kill you in front of everyone, which will break the backbone of the Forgotten Hidden Jianghu once again." Yuki sighed softly. It can't be said that the enemy is stupid.
There are several main characters. Yuki can precisely control his 'full power' because the Stand User's power comes from division. He can make it epic or epic as he wants.
"In other words, they sent a lot of people to test the waters, they were sure they had won, and they just thought you were a bit foolish to jump out and be the first to stick your neck out so quickly."
"There's no other way, this is exactly the timing you mentioned." Dao Ma moved his lips, for there was chaos right now, and many factions were still confused about what was going on.
How did an epic-level player suddenly appear, issuing invitations to gather allies and saying they wanted to make 'Forgotten Hidden Jianghu' great again? This is far too hasty.
But because he acted so quickly, he didn't have time to investigate properly. If he waited until he started the martial arts tournament and united the remaining players under one banner, it would be much more difficult to fight.
Do you have the list?
Dao Ma quickly took out one, but Yuki waved his hand, and he immediately understood, taking another one instead.
Yuuki didn't care what the local players in the Forgotten Hidden Jianghu thought; he wanted to take a look at the Yuki. As he scanned the list, some names piqued his interest.
'Game Players' Seto Kaiba, 'Hero Kingdom' Garou, 'Hunters' Hisoka...
Some, like Seto Kaiba, belong to opposing factions with Sora, while others are closely connected to the Judge.
There was even an extra bonus.
Click.
He put away his gun, stood up and walked forward. His Dao Ma to make way, and guards dressed in black raincoats opened the gate.
Outside the space was a Chinese-style manor, with a large group of players dressed in ancient costumes standing in the courtyard square. If it weren't for some of the knights holding molten ray cannons, it would be no different from a classic martial arts world.
Yuki looked up at the endless whispers, feeling all sorts of eerie gazes focused on him, and countless detection devices being deployed.
Forgotten Hidden Jianghu.
The faction is genuine; even if this is a switched 'escort,' it still belongs to this faction. It's possible that a veteran player who was hiding in the dungeon has returned to clean up the mess.
Yuki ignored the stares and abandoned his previous elaborate disguise, simply stroking the hilt of his sword.
Perfect, let's solve it all at once.
Chapter Ten: Mere grains of sand are not even half as good as me.
After a Greek setting where No One Survives, a wasteland where life was like a game, and a future world Cosmic Insect Disaster, Yuki experienced a different kind of local customs and culture.
Inside the plaza in front of the court were hundreds of local players, each dressed like someone from a martial arts film, holding various flags. At a glance, one could see familiar names such as the Beggar Sect, the Five Mountains Sect, and the Xiaoyao.
Each Outpost is a world Forgotten Hidden Jianghu values tradition and reputation above all else. Aside from many female warriors who secretly flirt with him, there is still a great deal of doubt surrounding him.
They didn't believe it was Dao Ma, yet they had no choice but to believe it; in the entire Reincarnation Game, everything could be faked, only the factions were clearly distinct.
Yuki has used this cheat many times and is already very skilled at it. That's why he has repeatedly misled the Judge, yet the cheat is impossible to expose.
You know perfectly well that I'm using cheats, but there's absolutely no way to disprove it, and as for ordinary players, they've devised countless scenarios.
The reclusive senior returns, saves the soul from hanging upside down, or the escort has some adventure, and his skill suddenly increases sharply.
In Eastern worldviews like martial arts and cultivation, serendipitous encounters are very common, and if even local players don't understand them, let alone those from other factions.
"There are two hours left. Who hasn't arrived yet?"
"Reporting to senior, we have not yet reached Dugu City, Star-Seizing Tower, or Kongtong Mountain," a young woman in a tight-fitting outfit said, bowing. Her eyebrows and eyes were like stars, her appearance was gentle and beautiful, and she had a long sword hanging at her waist, giving her the look of a female knight-errant.
"If you're not coming, there's no need to come. This person is standing against all of us." Yuki looked on indifferently, his mind only on the progress bar. "When the time comes, we will meet on time. I intend to take control of the faction. Anyone who disagrees can challenge me personally."
The arena is also a unique feature of the factions. There is no first place in martial arts, but no second place in literature. Everyone should prove their true strength by their own hands. However, after these words were spoken, no one was eager to make a move.
Yuki few days, dealing with countless tests, all with the same result: whoever comes, never to return. Although we don't know how strong he is, he's definitely at least epic level.
Local players are going crazy wanting a powerful backer, so who would dare to challenge them? But the reason why Forgotten Hidden Jianghu is considered a bottom-tier faction is precisely because of its colonial characteristics.
"Senior, I'm worried about external enemies. They've been tyrannical for so long; they won't just stand by and watch us unite." The girl pursed her lips, mustering her courage to say, "Forgive my bluntness, but you've acted too hastily. If..."
Yuki raised his hand to interrupt the other person. He wasn't a real local player; he was just using the place to light the explosive barrel. How could he get too into the role?
"May I have your name."
"You can call me Yuyan, senior."
Yuyan, could it be Yuyan?
Yuki glanced at the pretty face and clever appearance. Once you become a player, you don't have to worry about the character settings anymore. What about being a martial arts cripple? There are a million ways for you to learn and put your skills to use, just like the long sword at her waist.
It's a smokescreen; the real thing is a Jedi lightsaber.
Wait a minute, isn't this a martial arts faction? Jedi Knights are martial arts practitioners, right?
Yuki suppressed the urge to retort and looked at the puzzled crowd. Logically speaking, they should have quietly accumulated strength and then slowly plotted to take advantage of the chaos at the Borderlands to reclaim their dignity.
'But I only have a few days, just to casually kill a few epic-level players, take the final half-step, and then use that as an opportunity to directly ignite the fuse.'
He was perfectly lucid and too lazy to explain.
"As for external enemies, just kill them all."
Oh, this.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Had he gone mad from practicing his skills? The strongest alliance leader before the cataclysm had only just crossed the Epic II threshold. What was going on with this invincible demeanor?
Did He not know that the Borderlands were teeming with powerful experts? Did He not know that those players who treated this place as a hunting ground were incredibly strong?
Following a madman usually doesn't end well, and many people were having second thoughts. But at this moment, as if touched by something, everyone turned to look to the east.
There is a broken mountain peak there, shrouded in a perpetual, dense rain that makes it appear hazy. Through the rain curtain, a few blurry shadows can be vaguely seen in the sky.
"Oh, they've really gathered here. More than half of the local players are here, right?" The Clown -like man put his hand on his eyebrow, clearly seeing the players gathered in the manor.
"It's a bunch of rabble. If you kill the leader, they will collapse." Hungry Wolf didn't pay attention to this group of players. After the targeted elimination, they were all a group of weaklings. "But what happened to the 'escort man'? Where did he have the courage to stand up?"
"It's probably just using his name, but my people have already checked, and it's definitely a player from Forgotten Hidden Jianghu. It's strange, when did an epic-level expert appear in this godforsaken place?"
"They might be delaying their return by hiding in dungeons. Don't these factions usually like to 'live in seclusion'? That just goes to show their arrogance and stupidity." A handsome, tall man stood in front, his voice carrying the characteristic intonation of a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) sufferer.
"This kind of player is outdated and should be eliminated. Whoever he is, if he gets in our way, he must be crushed!"
You talk a big game, but why don't you actually do it?
A group of players stared at Seto Kaiba. To be honest, this kind of sewer faction is particularly useful for summoner players. After all, player souls, regardless of their strength, are the highest-grade materials, and this kind of faction that has lost its defensive capabilities is like farmland, where you can cut one crop and another will grow back.
"But this person is strange. Could it be that elusive Taiyi?"
"That can't be right. Even if he wants to play the hero, what's so great about saving someone from the bottom of society? Besides, the Judge are focusing all their efforts on finding him right now. Aren't they afraid of a fight breaking out?"
"Yes, even if they want to be liberators, they should seek help from a powerful faction. If the Judge attack, these weaklings are no different from air; they're completely useless."
Hearing the cacophony of voices behind them, the leading epic-level players exchanged glances. They had all considered this factor, but they couldn't see any value in 'Taiyi' intervening.
Although the battle Night Parade of One Hundred Demons did not result in Earth Collapse, the two sides still faced off directly. Now, the entire Borderlands knows that 'Taiyi' is not alone; behind him are countless Return Faction players.
These Return Faction players and the Judge are mortal enemies, and their conflict is irreconcilable.
To participate in the battle between the two, an epic-level qualification is required; this godforsaken place doesn't even have a single helper.
This is the limitation of most players' vision. They don't have the Hundred Eyes of True Knowledge, nor can they control the overall situation like the Grand Inquisitor. Because Yuki didn't run away with the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, no one knew what he wanted to do.
Perhaps he truly was a liberator; to do this, he had to face the full force of the Judge, and both sides rallied their allies to wage a world-destroying war.
There was nothing in front of them. The detection array scanned repeatedly, and the strongest energy reaction was only at the Monster IV. The images had been transmitted back, confirming that they were all from the major local sects. Even if there were disguises, how many could they possibly hide?
"Major, could this be 'Taiyi'?" Garou turned his head to look at a blond, round-faced fat man, the representative of the Judge.
"No one can figure out His methods; He's like a ghost on the battlefield." The fat man adjusted his glasses. Yuki's repeated use of disguises had already revealed some things. "But based on current intelligence, the decisive battleground is not here."
"Then why did you come?" Seto Kaiba glanced at the fat man.
"I've said it before, no one can figure out His methods. Just to be safe, we should observe Him." The major looked at the manor in the distance, saw the players looking on in surprise, and the man in black with one hand on his sword.
"Personally, I enjoy war, especially this kind of encirclement and annihilation warfare. Why not savor some appetizers before a massive war begins?"
This warmonger.
Everyone knew that the fat man was a 'War Orphans' and a very powerful Epic II player. With the Judge in charge, he immediately felt more confident.
Even if He truly is 'The Taiyi', could He defeat the ten Grand Inquisitors who would follow?
"Let's give it a try. The value of an Outpost is self-evident. This is our hunting ground and testing ground, and we will not allow anyone to take it away, not even their own heroes." Seto Kaiba raised his hand and pulled out a few cards from thin air, tucking them between his fingers.
"Then, let the game begin."
The card turned into white light, releasing the monsters sealed inside: Emperor Seahorse, Ironfist Giant, Gargoyle, and the enormous Jewel Dragon. In an instant, the summoning player gathered a large army.
What martial arts tournament? This isn't Reincarnation Game. They don't care about martial ethics; they just want to crush their opponents and intimidate all those who resist.
The momentum of the attack launched by dozens of players was impossible to conceal. Although they were few in number, they were backed by several epic-level players. As soon as Seto Kaiba made his move, the manor was thrown into chaos.
Before anyone else could even attack, this place collapsed. The various sects, which had been incredibly powerful just moments before, instantly distanced themselves from Yuki and fled the manor. It wasn't that they were cowardly.
The gap in strength is too great; even a daring suicide is foolish.
"That's why I chose the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons as the testing ground." Yuki stood silently, watching these people disappear without a trace like rabbits.
When given a choice, the human instinct for survival overrides everything. Having endured the harsh realities of the Reincarnation Game, they are not susceptible to empty words. If they can win, they will naturally be recognized as the leader; if they cannot win, they will simply go about their business.
"What should we do?" Dao Ma walked over and saw the churning rain and the approaching horde of enemies. His fists clenched until they turned white.
"You don't want to escape?"
"I don't want to, because I know you can win."
"Good assessment." Yuki. The group was impressive in number, which allowed him to see their strength clearly. "Two Epic II-rank, one Epic III-rank, oh, the group of Judge behind them is quite strong, roughly equivalent to one Epic III-rank. Those thirty-five monster-level players are also quite strong."
That is?
Dao Ma's confidence wavered. This power was enough to fight against an entire faction. He opened his pale lips and asked, "How is this strength?"
Yuki held the sword to his chest, looking at the nearly one hundred players left behind. These were all idiots who were tired of living, their pale faces staring at him.
"These mere grains of sand are not even half as good as me."
These words made them think they were hallucinating. Such a powerful voice was actually just sand? How arrogant!
Yuki the act, simply asked, "Dao Ma, can you pinpoint the location of the teleportation medium on the other side?"
Having killed many resisters and those who tested the waters during this period, he not only gained prestige but also reclaimed a significant amount of authority. Upon hearing this question, he immediately understood.
Giving him a discount wasn't because I liked him, but because of his value—a value he himself wasn't even aware of—that's how I understood 'why'.
"Two transmission media, one at the center and one at the end of the formation. How do I do that?"
"There's no need to do anything; this number of people isn't even enough to fill a gap in our teeth." Yuki roughly knew the location; he had hunted several times and accumulated a lot of experience.
To carry out a massacre, one must first cut off their escape route. Why come to the Hidden Sword Villa? It's simple: because it's the furthest point from the nearest public transportation hub. This kind of layout is incredibly easy for them to navigate.
"Take your men and collect the mediums from those rabble. As those with authority, they can't hide. I want there to be no escape route within a thousand miles."
"That's not difficult, so what's next?"
"Lend me your sword first." Yuki bent down, drew the sword, and the Reinforcement Magecraft made it gleam. "Then run as far away as possible and watch me clear away the gravel."
Thump--
The words had barely left his lips when the Roar shockwave swept away everyone around him, like a comet striking the moon, blasting a hole in the rain. Even as the sound waves continued their journey, a dazzling flash of light was already visible in the distance.
The Ironfist Giant was sliced in two with a single strike, the remaining blade light connecting and slicing through everything within hundreds of meters. The gem dragon breath followed, but the attacker went against the current, enduring the dragon breath as it entered the giant's mouth and then pierced through the back of its head.