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

At first, Yuki would struggle for two seconds when the gun was pointed at him, then gradually, he would hold his head and cry when he was aimed at, and finally, when Yuki's footsteps approached, they would fall down like wheat.

Once the psychological defenses are breached, the efficiency of killing will only increase.

Yuki's marksmanship is average, but he has no problem shooting at fixed targets. He just needs to walk closer, ignore the ordinary people who lie down voluntarily, and turn around with the gun in one hand. People who are a little more determined will not be able to hold on.

Who else but a fanatic could still smile and recite scriptures at this moment?

[Player Yuki, you have judged the 300th believer, and are rewarded with 1 reinforcement point. ]

[Player Yuki, you have judged the 400th believer, and are rewarded with 1 reinforcement point. ]

The murmurs sounded from time to time, adding a sense of achievement to Yuki's killing. He felt like he was standing in a wheat field, full of the joy of the harvest.

It would be great if these believers were endless, I could just clear a copy and ascend to heaven on the spot.

Yuki's hand was sore from pulling the trigger, and he finally walked to the end of the crowd, which was the church's platform where he used to preach.

Jingle Bell......

Everything was quiet, with only the sound of bullet casings rolling. He slowly turned his head, his eyes widening inch by inch.

No one dared to look at him anymore. The entire square was lying on the ground in unison. Some were ordinary people trembling in fear, while others were believers with different looks of death.

The blood formed streams, and the pure white floor tiles were all dyed red. Yuki felt like he had become a demon god, overlooking all living beings and deciding anyone's life or death.

Dang Dang Dang——

The bell rang, signaling the end of the rally, but unlike usual, no one dared to get up and leave, as if the rules had been broken.

This is the rule he set. The gods are far away, the game is even farther away, and the devil is right in front of him.

crunch.

The door of the church finally opened, and with several heavily armored guards leading the way, a dozen priests walked out of the church.

After the ceremony was completed, God told them who the judge was, and the judge's coordinates were outside the church, so they rushed out in a hurry.

They received God's guidance, but felt that the blessing was extremely weak. They didn't know what was going on, and it was shrinking like a deflated ball.

Just as I was wondering, I saw the scene in front of me:

A black-haired young man holding a gun stood on the platform. Behind him, the sacred square had been dyed red and the bodies of believers were everywhere.

All I could see were dead bodies, and the living were all kneeling on the ground. They were not kneeling to worship the gods, but the strangers in front of them.

This, this, this...

The visual impact was so strong that my brain was a little confused. In just half an hour, where did the believers go? Whose believers are these remaining ones?!

This is a bit like a dream. When you wake up, you find that everything has changed. The key is how did the other party do it? It was clearly a gunshot, but there was no sound at all.

"Just like the cemetery, these outsiders have the ability to block out sounds!"

A priest woke up as if from a dream. Just as he opened his mouth, he saw a blood-red moon ring coming towards him. This thing was very fast, but he could easily dodge it. But when he really wanted to dodge, he found that his body could not keep up with his brain.

what?

Swah——

Cut in half with a single blow, the splattered flesh and blood dyed the wall red, like graffiti on a sacred church.

The rest of the people drew their weapons as if they were facing a powerful enemy, only to see the young man approaching with a blood-red long knife in his hand, with hundreds of the town's residents "kneeling" as he did so.

"As clergymen, how could you forget?" Yuki flicked the blade, and with the buzzing sound, he smiled contentedly.

"You cannot look directly at the gods."

The Confused: Chapter 32: Judgment is Coming (Part 2)

There's a problem over there in the square!

A few kilometers away in a straight line, another team of players also reacted, or rather, they had the doubt half an hour ago.

Black Sword felt the barrier unfolding in the direction of the square. He instantly realized that he had fallen into a trap, but it was not so easy to escape.

The Phantom Thief actually faced him head-on and held him back. After several rounds of fighting, not to mention the opponent's strength, his head was filled with doubts.

Isn't he a Christian? Why is he so serious?

Could it be that he and one of them are teammates and have been acting together until now?

It's hard to understand. If it's true, Black Sword would really admire his acting skills. Fortunately, the thief is not too strong. What's really hard to understand is what's happening in the square.

'Li Dan went to the square? He wanted to kill those believers?'

There was no need to guess the purpose. Although Black Sword had not found out where the church's power came from, he was very clear about the importance of believers, and he could also guess that the "Judge" would definitely be its enemy.

But there are more than just believers there, and there is no difference between them from the outside. If you can kill them at will, why didn't you burn down the town earlier?

The longer the battle went on, the more confused he became. His attention was distracted and he couldn't catch the thief. When an invisible sword stabbed his chest, he turned into a black shadow.

The shadows were like mud splashed on the roof, and like swimming underwater, they quickly gathered into a human shape dozens of meters away.

Used it for the first time.

Hei Jian muttered to himself and quickly looked around, he saw that the roof was full of holes and there were two or three dead bodies of fierce dogs.

The girl in a dress and a motorcycle helmet stood on a high place, constantly pulling the bowstring. The man holding a chainsaw sword stood in front of her and refused to retreat even a step.

Rick's hand was bitten by the Caucasian Hound, and his forearm was almost bitten off, but he still held the chainsaw sword and split it in half.

'Why are these people fighting so hard?'

Black Sword found it difficult to understand, but that did not stop him from analyzing the current situation:

It was difficult to kill these three players in a short time, and they were held back and had no way to attack Li Dan from both sides. That meant that in this dungeon, not only did they play a supporting role, but they also suffered heavy losses.

Even if the role of providing intelligence is taken into account, the mission evaluation will not exceed C level.

"Wait a minute, there's no need for us to continue fighting." Hei Jian suddenly raised his hand, causing Oreki Houtarou, who was making a detour, to stop.

"What do you mean?" The young man wearing a smiley mask tilted his head slightly. He knew that the black sword was not serious and Pan Zi did not use his full strength.

His mission was to hold these two people back, and of course the more nonsense he talked, the better.

Black Sword also knew this, but it was really a headache. This man was a cultist, and even if he used all his strength to kill him, he would not be able to improve his mission evaluation.

"You teamed up with Li Dan?"

"No, if we were a team, we wouldn't be so 'harmonious'."

"You are a Christian, right?"

"Well, do you want me to recite the Cultist prompts to you?"

Then why the hell are you fighting with me?

Black Sword almost couldn't maintain his grim expression, and gently adjusted his sunglasses: "Then why are you helping the Judge?"

"I hate this town and that church. I didn't choose to be a 'church member.'" Oreki Houtarou shrugged lightly, speaking at a leisurely pace.

It's just disgust. You are an old player, how can you be so naive?

Hei Jian couldn't help but complain in his heart, thinking that there must be other reasons, but he couldn't think of them for the time being, so he had to throw in another weight.

"We are players affiliated with 'Day'. Are you sure you want to challenge us just because you hate us?"

As he finished speaking, he saw the thief's eyes change, and he felt a little relieved. He had already determined that this man had at least four copies of experience.

Since you are an old player, you should have heard of the name "Zhou".

Players can be naive and willful, but that comes at a price, and now that costs have skyrocketed, he seems to be a smart guy, so he should think about this carefully.

"It's a very useful threat. It does increase the risk a lot." Oreki Houtarou nodded slightly and glanced at the center of the square.

At this moment, Yuki had already left the range of the barrier. The noise of his battle with the priests was very loud, but the sight was blocked by the houses, and the boy could only see the church bell tower.

It was at this time that a black shadow "flew" into the sky, and when it fell, it happened to fall on the top of the tower.

The sound of fighting continued, which proved that the person flying was not Yuki. Not only Houtarou was surprised, but Kuroken also looked back in shock.

"Not only did he not die, but he even got close to the church?"

The rally was over, so logically, shouldn't they have to face the furious counterattack of hundreds of believers and the church? Why were the fights getting closer and closer, and the sounds of the fighting didn't sound like there were many people involved?

The current situation became more and more bizarre. Hei Jian lost interest in the present and prepared to help Pan Zi quickly deal with the two players. At least by dealing with the 'undercover', his evaluation could be upgraded to B level.

But the young man moved sideways two steps, just blocking the way, and facing the inexplicable black sword, he raised the transparent sharp blade.

There was a gleam in his eyes, which was a replay of the battle in the trial phase. After being reconstructed by reasoning, he could predict the opponent's actions in advance.

Knowing that the other party has the support of a huge organization, they are too willful and naive to take that risk.

But there are real benefits, yes.

......

Squeak.

The door of the church was slowly pushed open, allowing the midday sun to shine into the dim room inch by inch.

The bodies of several priests, riddled with holes, lay in front of the door, their bulging eyes fixed on the man in the red windbreaker in front of them.

Blood soaked through his clothes and dripped from the corners of his clothes. Yuki looked inside and saw rows of empty seats, some of which were covered with sheets, and large mosaic windows on both sides.

Opposite the gate is an altar with a number of extremely twisted golden statues placed on it. There is also a wall behind the altar, which should be the room leading to the bell tower.

The church is not particularly large, but it looks quite grand. The dome that is more than ten meters high makes visitors look small.

"That's right. These priests only have 20% of their strength left, and it's slowly fading."

Yuki grinned, and the soles of his shoes left bloody footprints on the ground. The priest who had just rushed out was killed completely by him, and then he compared them accurately.

It is like turning off a faucet. Without believers, the energy bestowed by the evil god will naturally be less, unless the remaining townspeople are baptized to replenish it.

"But you don't have the opportunity to do that now. You can only concentrate your strength or rely on the quality advantage of your own blessings to maintain your combat effectiveness."

Although it is the same blessing, the blessings of believers, gray-robed priests, purple-robed priests and saints are definitely different. Even if they are weakened in the same proportion, the base number is still there.

Yuki was thinking as he walked, not too fast, as this would make the opponent weaker. He also didn't worry that the two players would come over to attack him.

　 Houtarou Oreki will definitely be able to stop him.

Ability is not a problem. Not only does he have a trump card hidden, but his characteristics are also very suitable for this kind of battle.

At first, no one took it seriously, giving him enough time to collect data. When you really want to kill him, you will find that the same skills are no longer effective against him.

"Using reasoning to reconstruct and create a predictive effect is completely different from Hiyori's. It focuses more on tactics."

What about the will to fight? It was a problem, but now it has been solved.

Yuki gave a sinister smile. He and Oreki Houtarou didn't have time to trust each other, and it was impossible for him to coerce others in the same way he treated Hiyori, so he had to use benefits.

[Tip 4 for believers: Try to play a role in the church as much as possible and be valued by God]

This is related to the task evaluation of the "cultist" players. The former is the method of game prompts, and the focus is still on the latter, so Yuki proposed a reverse strategy:

"If I kill all the believers and church members, it will be hard for the believer players not to be taken seriously."

It is true that he has not been baptized, but rules are rules, and a believer is a believer. This identity is unquestionable. There is only one person left, and he can call himself the Pope at that time.

Originally, this reverse attack method was only possible in theory, but it was gradually becoming a reality. Oreki Houtarou participated in the whole process and finally saw this "good bait" in front of him.

How could I give up? Compared to a mission that was rated at least A, the threat from Daytime was nothing. Shouldn't I risk my life for the sake of strengthening and specialization points?

“So the willingness to fight is not a problem, but it’s not the limit.”

Yuki even thought more. If he had the ability to split the soul and truly accepted the baptism, he would receive all the blessings of God and might even be able to ascend to heaven on the spot.

"This should be the ultimate solution for the believers, but it requires appropriate skills and great risks."

He muttered to himself, thinking that every identity had an ultimate solution that could earn him a mission rating far beyond the S-level.

It's really a different time now. I used to envy others for having easy tasks, but now the situation is the opposite.

The easiest way for a judge to get a high rating is to kill the person.

He walked to the altar and looked at the golden statues of gods placed on it. Each one had a very strange shape. Some looked like a combination of animals, humans, insects and organs. Anyway, they were so strange that it was difficult to describe.

clang.

Yuki drew his sword and slashed, but the altar and the golden statue did not move at all. If he squatted down a little, he could see an arc around the golden statues with dense markings on it.

The altar cannot be dismantled by violence, at least Yuki is not qualified to do so, but he is not panicked at all because someone has seen people from the church open it before.

Oreki Houtarou has not been baptized, so he is naturally not qualified to enter the underground, but he has the ability to reconstruct by reasoning, and he simulates the secret positions that the priests have turned many times, and finally gets the correct answer.