How can my daily life of youth be a reincarnation game?

Yuki played a trick again. His tough resistance and inaction in the face of the ceremony confused Black Sword. Confusion requires information, and Pan Zi can't find Yuki himself, so he can only follow the smell on the chainsaw sword to find Rick.

Of course Rick would be killed if exposed to the light alone, but it would be different if Yue Yumi and Oreki Houtarou were added. He had to be cautious or waste time in verbal sparring.

This hour is the time for players to act freely, and it also has a wonderful use in the current situation.

Yuki suddenly stopped and hid in the bushes nearby. Not long after, several gray-robed priests jumped over the roof and rushed to the direction where the sound came from.

In the past, the church turned a blind eye and did not care what outsiders wanted to do. Now, in the final stage, they have put all outsiders in the ranks of enemies.

Even if they were happy to see foreigners killing each other, they would send people to monitor them. But now that the believers cannot move, they can only send priests.

"This way, the number of troops guarding the square will be much less."

Yuki raised the corner of his mouth, tiptoed, and sneaked in broad daylight. Before long, he arrived at the end of the alley.

The front was suddenly open and filled with people. Even though he had killed many, there were still thousands of people. The rumbling sound of fighting came from afar, causing the crowd to feel all kinds of surprises.

Some of them were very pious, as if they heard nothing and continued to recite scriptures silently; some looked around with obvious uneasiness on their faces; some forced themselves to remain calm and secretly opened their eyes to look around.

But no matter what he was thinking, he sat still and refused to move at all.

The church was just in the distance, emitting a disturbing atmosphere, and two guards wearing heavy armor and holding halberds were standing at the edge of the square, observing their surroundings vigilantly.

The third step is to remove the fuel from under the cauldron.

Yuki took a deep breath and came to the church base alone. Miraculously, he was not nervous at all. He was like a machine, following the set program and proceeding step by step.

He took out the black crystal and put it aside, put the hunter's musket back into his belt, hung the long knife behind his back, thought for a while, and then put the claw hammer and Glock pistol into his pocket.

One last glance at my watch, I saw that there were still twenty-five minutes until the ceremony ended, and two and a half hours until the dungeon was over.

"almost."

Holding his breath, Yuki locked his sight on the heavily armored soldiers at the edge of the square. The latter were also looking to the north, hating the blasphemy of the outsiders.

The secret area is activated, and the maximum range is set to cover the eastern square except the church.

Yuki opened the barrier, held his breath, and then let out a long sigh after a moment.

"The analysis is correct."

There was no unusual change. God's eyes were indeed focused on the church, and he did not notice the player's tricks. Originally, this chaos item could only hide the internal movements.

It was silent and colorless, and did not isolate the sounds outside. Even the guards did not feel anything unusual. At this moment, a loud 'bang' was heard from the north, accompanied by the sound of a building collapsing.

Can they sense it? This is real.

Yuki's eyes focused and saw that the loud noise caused two heavily armored guards to stretch their heads and tiptoe. There was nothing they could do as the noise was too loud and any intelligent creature would be attracted over there.

"It's now!"

Yuki seized this moment, released all his violent energy, superimposed his enhanced magic, and instantly turned into a top hunter.

boom--

He took a step and his whole body was launched out. The mere fifty meters were reached in an instant. The guard on the left heard the sound and before he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow rushing towards him.

The despicable outsider used a shameless sneak attack, which was too fast for him to react. He saw the opponent holding a claw hammer and hitting him hard in the chest before the halberd swept across.

Boom! !

The hammer struck from bottom to top, causing a dent in his breastplate and sending him flying on the spot. Yuki paused for a moment, pointed his toes, and poured even more violent power into his feet.

Second stage acceleration.

He cracked the white flagstone ground with his feet, and faced the oncoming halberd. He threw out the goat-horn hammer first, then grasped the hilt of the knife behind him with his right hand, and drew his sword at the same time as the guard retracted the halberd and took a defensive posture.

Clang——

With a dragon's roar, the sharp blade was unsheathed, but as it was swung, the red energy on the blade became increasingly powerful, and in the end, it formed a blood-red arc.

Blood Moon Slash.

The sword energy flew so fast that the extremely compressed energy split the halberd in two and embedded itself into the breastplate, sending the guard flying backwards.

"I know you have high defense."

Yuki was not surprised. He reached for his waist with his left hand and pulled out the Hunter's musket. This extraordinary-grade, twice-forged chaos item had already been loaded with the maximum load of soul bullets.

boom!

The single-barreled bullet fired, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. A round hole the size of a washbasin appeared on the guard's chest, through which the scenery behind him could be seen.

Yuki took a look and raised his gun again. The guard who had been blasted into the sky just now happened to fall down. Even though he was attacked by surprise, he did not panic. He was just about to perform a halberd technique that dropped from the sky.

Before the gun could hit the stranger's head, the latter raised his hand and pointed the black muzzle of the gun at him.

Despicable outsider...

boom!

The second shot was a shotgun, which was fired from two meters away. Immediately, a heavy rain of blood fell from the sky, soaking Yuki's entire body in blood red.

He attacked with all his strength, combining the sword, gun and hammer, and killed two heavily armored guards in five seconds.

Yuki wiped the scraps of flesh off his face and looked forward.

The entire square was silent, but people had different attitudes. Some turned a deaf ear to the sounds and focused on chanting scriptures, while others were stunned. They could not believe that someone would go on a killing spree in such a sacred place as the square.

Very good, the church is outside the coverage of the barrier and did not cause any unusual movement.

Yuki was looking at the church. He knew that these townspeople were no different in IQ from normal people, except that they were overly enthusiastic and able to locate players.

As expected, there was no way to leave the square before the ceremony was over, and I couldn’t move.

During the gathering yesterday at noon, Yuki asked Yueyu to come and scout. The latter risked hitting these people on the head with gravel to confirm that they would glare at her but would not be able to rush over and hit her.

After such a long preparation, and combining the information from Yue Yumi and Oreki Houtarou, it's my turn.

The man covered in blood stood up, sheathed his knife, hung the musket and claw hammer back on his waist, and was met with another wave of puzzled looks.

Many townspeople were looking at him, some openly, some stealthily. No one said anything, they were just wondering why this murderous stranger had put away his weapons.

Could he be here to confess? Then why did he kill people? Why didn't the church respond? Even if the saint wanted to focus on the ceremony, other priests should have come out to see.

Too many questions flooded my mind, but I returned to reality after the sound of a gunshot.

The shell fell to the ground, rolled a few times and disappeared. Yuki held the Glock pistol in one hand above his head, with smoke coming out of the muzzle.

“If you want to live, lie down now. I’ll give you ten seconds.”

Yuki shouted loudly, and confirmed from their expressions that these people could hear him, but no one paid any attention to him.

As long as you can listen and think, you are not completely crazy after all.

Yuki nodded slightly, put down the gun, and pulled the trigger at those people who were smiling and had ignored him from the beginning. These people were too fond of chanting, so he definitely did not kill the wrong people.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

Every bullet hit the head accurately, and bodies fell one after another, red and white mixed together.

These believers are usually quite strong, but during the ceremony, they are like targets. Without the blessing of the evil gods, their bodies are not strong enough to withstand 9mm bullets.

Ding ding ding.

The shell dropped to the ground with a crisp sound. Yuki pressed the magazine release button, loaded a new magazine, pulled the bolt with a "click", and aimed at the stunned townspeople nearby.

He smiled kindly and exerted a little force on the finger holding the trigger.

"Time is running out."

PS: Today I have 7,000 words, at least I am in good shape

The Confused: Chapter 31: Don’t Look Directly at God! (First Update)

How to distinguish between baptized fanatics and ordinary townspeople?

This is the core of the "Judge". Even someone as smart as Oreki Houtarou has no clue, because in a sense, all the residents of the town are believers, just as they can accurately locate outsiders.

But the two are different after all, such as patrolling at night, becoming a minion of the church, and gaining extraordinary powers.

Yuki couldn't see with his demon eyes, and the square couldn't make them attack violently, so he could only grasp another core:

Faith makes people fearless of life and death. On the contrary, people without firm faith will have a survival instinct.

In front of her was a blonde girl, and there was no difference in her appearance. But under Yuki's cold gaze and the black muzzle of the gun pointing at her, she swallowed and her pupils contracted.

Death is the thing that every intelligent creature fears the most, but after staying in Yaduo Town for a long time, being exposed to it every day, she doesn’t know what to do.

boom!

The gunshot rang out and brushed past her cheek. The burning pain was like opening up her Ren and Du meridians. The girl screamed and fell to the ground instantly.

"That's right." Yuki smiled. Someone took the lead. When the gun was pointed at, the people around him fell down one after another, holding their heads and curled up on the ground.

The church is gone, God is far away, but the guns of strangers are close.

Each copy is a world with its own operating rules. Since the residents of Yaduo Town are ordinary people, they should be afraid of death.

The sound of crying was heard, some people lay down, some knelt and chanted scriptures, and the target stood up by himself.

Bang, bang, bang.

Yuki shot everyone in the head one by one, and walked slowly among the crowd. The gunfire never stopped. After emptying a magazine, he replaced it skillfully.

Wherever he went, fear spread. He killed dozens of people. After he had walked past about one-fifth of the crowd, he suddenly heard someone shouting.

"Ignore the threats of this outsider!"

boom.

The person who spoke was shot dead, and then someone else took over.

"It's time for God to test us."

"If you back down at this time, the church will definitely punish you."

"Do you think that the great church can't defeat this outsider?"

"Come with us and chant the sutras in a low voice, and you will find peace."

Whenever someone responded, Yuki shot them to death, but the fanatic was not afraid of death and would finish his words even if it meant sacrificing one word for one life.

Click.

Yuki changed the magazine again. This chaos item was very weak, but he was somewhat addicted to the feeling of changing the magazine and pulling the bolt.

"Really? You're always causing me trouble." He saw that those who were originally wavering began to hesitate, and that some people were clearly looking at him but pretending to be pious.

Tests and such are all bullshit, the church punishment that follows is the key.

They were afraid that their blasphemy would lead to retribution later. If the church door was opened now and a group of priests walked out, they would probably be as strong as iron.

"You still don't understand. The reckoning will have to wait, but I can kill someone right now."

boom.

The gunshot rang out again, shooting in the head a man who had been lying down and was now trying to sit up.

"Don't waste your energy. Do you want to regret it now?" Yuki steadied the person behind him and continued to move forward.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at a young man next to him. The latter trembled all over and closed his eyes tightly, but when the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead, he fell down like a puddle of mud.

Being firm but not absolute is being absolutely not firm. As long as you are afraid, you will lose all your strength no matter what those fanatics say.

"One second, everyone."

Yuki continued to move forward, pointing the gun at everyone around him. Some people were still holding on, but with a bang, they were shot in the head.

Kill three, five, six, eight by mistake.

Yuki was counting in his mind. It wasn't that the Judge couldn't kill ordinary townspeople. There was still a certain degree of redundancy. However, time was limited and he had no interest in forcing them one by one.

Then just act it out, act out a killing that doesn't matter if it's a mistake, it's just a monotonous, mechanical killing weapon.

He pulled the trigger and his head exploded. After ten bullets were fired, he stopped to change the magazine. His unhurried footsteps seemed like a demon approaching, and the crisp sound of the bullet casings rolling on the ground was thrilling.

A murderous demon, an absolute murderous demon. The church turned a deaf ear to it. Could something have gone wrong? If the priests don’t show up, who will save me?

Imagine you are sitting on your knees and unable to run away, and a murderer comes up from behind and shoots his own kind with an expressionless face. No one knows how many people he is going to kill, only the sound of gunfire.

Then the priests who provided security were nowhere to be seen, but how could any human being with normal intelligence not be afraid?

Fear is spreading and accumulating.

The differences between people gradually became apparent. True believers continued to chant as if they had heard nothing, while ordinary people who tried to remain calm became increasingly shaken.