Pile up faith and build a mountain of corpses.

[ID: Hinone God White Night killed ID: Drunken Moon, the current number of remaining players: 50]

Finally, the course of history crossed that line.

From now on, all participating players will not be penalized for their deaths.

From now on, every player who survives will be the victor of this unfair farce.

"The flow of the atmosphere has changed."

As the electronic sound of the announcement fell, Hikotsuki Hokusai also seemed to smell a bit of restlessness in the air.

Then, just as the electronic sound fell, a ray of light suddenly burst out in the sky above the arena.

"Bang-bang!"

That's no ordinary light.

It was a fireworks.

As the crackling sound exploded in the air one after another, a fully blooming dahlia showed its proper posture in the air.

"It's ...... Flares! Hikotsuki Hokusai instantly understood the meaning of what this firework was trying to express.

Because under the full bloom of flowers, a slightly inconsistent flower stem protruded.

Undoubtedly, what the stem is trying to express is naturally the direction it points to—where there is a target.

"Sure enough, the previous speculation was correct." Hikotsuki Hokusai quickly jumped from the canopy, and at the same time thought to himself, "These people are indeed tacitly preparing to besiege Hinagami Hakuya, and the time of this siege is when the fiftieth person leaves. ”

In that case, he himself could not continue to sit on the sidelines.

After all, Hinagami Hakuya is the most formidable opponent he's ever faced in this game, and he doesn't have the confidence to win against Hinone Hakuya if he fights alone.

So, there is only one answer.

That is the wolf smoke that ignites rebellion.

……

The momentum of the atmosphere in the stadium was also conveyed to all the spectators watching from the sidelines.

"That's ...... Firework?! Millitus stood up from his chair and expressed his surprise in body language.

"Can't be wrong, now there are only fifty people left, and those people are ready to counterattack." Lublum nodded as well.

"Good fellow, forty-nine against one?" Hanako smiled a little excitedly, "It's really exciting." ”

As the atmosphere of the audience ignited, the camera focusing on the white night of the young god began to gradually zoom out.

"That's a person?" Lorica seems to have noticed something at the edge of the frame.

"More than that." Xiaoxiao Hanako shook his head, his face still unconcealed excitement, "Take a good look, there are more people coming here." ”

Those are the players who have been summoned by the fireworks.

Although they didn't know who fired the flare, they chose to believe it unreservedly, and rushed to the point of the signal with all their might.

"In that case, the virtue of human beings should not be underestimated." As if in response to what Hikotsuki Hokusai had said in the arena, Nangong Yaya also bowed slightly and said lightly.

……

The place where the young god Hakuya was standing was right below the dahlia.

However, judging by his performance, he doesn't seem to understand

But at the very least, at the moment he was looking up at the splendor of this flower.

So, although he didn't understand the meaning of the flower, at least he understood the beauty of the flower.

“——”

Feeling the aura of the players who were beginning to approach around him, Hinagami White Night returned his gaze to the playing field.

At this moment, there were already more than ten players in his field of vision, and those dozen or so players were all from different directions, which seemed to be the same.

But he doesn't have the ability to think, he's just a battle puppet that relies on instructions, so when an enemy appears in his field of vision, his logic of action is nothing more than a simple command.

Search&destroy。

Whoever sees it kills.

……

If the camera in charge of observing the situation in the arena at this time is looking from above, then it can see a scene like this.

Countless small dots made up of players are converging in the middle from all directions of this arena, as if the young god White Night is actively attracting everyone.

But that's true.

Because although it was the flare that summoned these people to the center of the map, the main trigger for everyone's behavior was undoubtedly the Hinagami White Night.

The dots were approaching the only dot in the middle in their own way that had never moved.

Ten, twenty, forty, fifty.

At this moment, the dots on the screen have undoubtedly gathered all the players on this map.

All the people came.

They came for their victory, and for the life of the young god White Night.

Among these players, there are ranged classes.

For example, there was an archer who, when he spotted the figure of the Hinagami White Night, immediately stopped and began to look for a sniper point from a safe distance.

Another example is a mage, when he saw the young god White Night, he immediately began to prepare spells and spells that he would use immediately.

And the other players, the melee classes.

They unreservedly entrust their backs to remote professionals they have never even met.

It's just because they believe that when they fight the young god White Night, those ranged classes will provide the best cover and support for their fight, not a stab in the back.

Maybe from the very beginning of this game, when everyone began to hold back, all this was tacitly decided.

They trust each other unreservedly, simply because of a common enemy in front of them.

Then, the knight closest to the Hakugami Hakuya launched a sacrificial charge towards the Hakuya.

……

"Charge ——!"

A knight in black armor appeared in the field of vision of the young god White Night.

As you can see, his speed is very fast, so fast that it only takes about a second to directly slam his body armed to the teeth into the body of the young god Hakuya.

Therefore, he will die quickly.

Because of this kind of high-mobility class that uses one's body as a weapon, Hinagami Hakuya doesn't even need to do more.

All he had to do was summon a tentacle at a thirty-degree angle to the ground in the man's trajectory toward him.

It's like the rejection of horses in ancient times.

Does it take any skill and extra thinking to stop a galloping horse with a horse rejection?

Of course not.

But war horses and people are not the same.

A galloping horse doesn't turn, but people do.

In particular, this kind of profession, which uses charging as the main means of close to the enemy, has reached a nuanced level of control of this skill.

So, when the tentacles burst out of the ground, the knight had already drawn a meteor-like arc of light, like a crescent moon, towards the side of the young god White Night.