After a max-level boss mistakenly enters the infinite game

"Okay, what do you want to ask, beauty." The emperor leaned his body on the solemn and luxurious throne, holding his chin with one hand and admiring the beautiful and flawless face of the young man in front of him, "I will tell you everything I know, and I will tell you everything."

Bai Lixin looked around, stunned.

This is the place he first explored when he came to this world, the second floor of the undead tribe's underground palace.

There were already many fires lighting up the dark surroundings, and against the backdrop of the fire, the surrounding area was almost as bright as day.

All the murals engraved on the walls have been exposed, including the first three he discovered, as well as the few that Xia Chi accidentally discovered later.

On the throne where the emperor sits, the red secret treasure of the undead tribe is newly placed.

Priscilla looked at the paintings that were discovered later.

In fact, he has already seen these paintings with the help of the system, and now he is just looking at them again.

The warrior was invincible, was crowned after his triumph, and finally became the lord of a country. Later, he fought in all directions, and was ultimately defeated.

Bai Lixin looked at the mural where the Emperor raised his hands to the sky and begged. He stretched out his hands towards the sky, and tried his best to open his mouth and beg for something somewhere.

He frowned slightly and stared at the emperor's collar, as if he had discovered something.

Under the emperor's collar, a cross pendant was exposed.

But this Sibi Continent does not have the concept of inheritance at all. This is something that should not appear in Sibi Continent.

It can’t just be a coincidence. When an emperor goes on an expedition, everything he wears is very particular.

Some are for attack, some are for protection, and some are for prayer.

Bai Lixin frowned slightly. He looked at the cross, and then looked at the emperor who was as calm as if he was entering his own home. He was surprised: "Is this mural painted on you?"

The emperor said "Huh", raised his brows, tilted his body slightly, and leaned lazily on the throne, "Oh~ you have discovered this? Not only are you good-looking, but you are also very smart. I really like you more and more."

really.

Bai Lixin: "Looking at the regolith, this mural is thousands of years old."

"So, the undead tribe was created because of you?"

"You should be on the same mission as me, right? What's your name?"

"My name..." The Emperor pondered for a moment, "It has been so long that even I have forgotten it. I have lived in this world for too long. I have been a missionary, a magician, a prophet, and a

I became the Immortal King. I even served as the Human Emperor for a period of time. Finally, when I got tired of everything, I became the current Emperor."

"As for the undead tribe, you are right. A large part of the reason for its appearance is due to me."

Bai Lixin continued to ask calmly: "You saw that person's face just now and said he was on a mission. Who is he?"

The emperor rested his chin lazily, as if lost in thought.

"He, like me, is the first player to enter this game." The emperor's voice became soothing and his expression became dazed, as if he was immersed in that ancient memory.

"By the way, how many floors does the game hall have now?"

Bai Lixin: "999th floor."

The Emperor was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing. His laughter was so crazy that it felt like his stomach was exploding from his mouth, "999 floors, 999 floors, that's really awesome."

"When we first entered this game, there were only 20 floors and not many dungeons. We all got to know the players who participated in the game over time."

"In order to pass the customs, we often get together to exchange information."

"The owner of that face, I am very familiar with his name, his name is Di Jia. When I picked up that little bastard, I saw that his arrogant and indifferent look was very similar to Di Jia, so I gave him this name.

"

"He is a legend among our players. All games have been cleared with the highest score. The clearance skills obtained from him are the most practical. But he is too pretentious and always looks very cool.

Showing that you are worried doesn't mean you don't take the initiative to talk to others when you clear the level."

"To be honest, our group of players all admire him, but I'm quite annoyed by him."

"Knowing that we are not the same person, but letting 'Dijia' call me 'Master', it's exciting to think about it."

"Every time I find various reasons to beat and torture that little bastard, I will shout out the name of 'Tiga' loudly, so that I feel comfortable."

"You ask me why I hate him so much, right? Everyone is trying their best to break through, but he is the only one who is unscathed every time, making us look like embarrassed clowns. How can I not be jealous?

"

"There were not so many races before this dungeon. There were only three races: humans, beasts, and night elves. It was not difficult when I came here. I got the clearance information from Diga."

"Is your dungeon now a ten-player dungeon? We were just a simple two-player dungeon at that time. At first, everyone got out without any injuries, but then a small problem arose."

"The idiot who came with me triggered the trap even though he had the secret code to pass the level. He was killed by the trap. I hid in a secret room to escape."

"But I didn't expect that the secret room was a separate closed space. The system determined that I was dead and forcibly closed the copy."

"Since that day, I have been waiting for other players to enter this dungeon so that I can go out. But I have been waiting for several years, and the system has been dark and never lit up again. Do you know that feeling?!" The Emperor's tone suddenly turned cold.

He poked his chest angrily, "In such a large copy, everyone is an NPC, and I am the only living human being! Do you understand that feeling of loneliness?!"

"What's even more ridiculous is that this NPC is pretending to be a living person, just a bunch of data people, and is getting married and having children. It's really ridiculous. I'm stuck in one place. This is a low-level data world anyway, and I have nothing to do.

He went to lead the troops in the war, and he usurped the throne and ascended the throne."

The emperor pointed at the surrounding murals and smiled heartily like a child, "How awesome am I? I turned the magical world into a siege game. Not only did I become the emperor, but I also took over the surrounding territory.

.”

"But the last time, I failed."

"As I was dying, I suddenly thought about the game hall again." The emperor's voice began to tremble, "I will not die here, I will not die here alone, no one will find out, I will not become a set of game data. I will

Live!"

"When I was about to die, I thought about the forbidden magic I saw in the forbidden area of ​​​​the human race. I used the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers to summon the evil god and asked him to give me eternal life."

"I have been waiting for eternal life. Ten years, twenty years, fifty years, or even a hundred years, as long as the copy is enough, I can still leave this ghost place."

"But that damn evil god actually played a word game with me. He only gave me 'eternal', not 'life'!"

"I turned into an immortal monster! He even left a series of prophecies, saying that a destined person would appear in the future."

"One day, the destined man will baptize the green grass with the rain of light. He is as fiery as a newborn, but as wise as an old man. He is very young, but ten years old. He has the blood of gods. His arrival will

Let the hybrids emerge from the sky and cut off the source of the undead tribe. The Sibi Continent ruled by the four tribes will end, and hope and order will return to the new continent."

At this point, the emperor sneered, "Aren't you talking about me as the source of the undead? Wouldn't killing the source of the undead kill me?! How could I allow it?"

"So I tampered with the prophecy and spread it. Just by changing a few simple words in it, the hero who saved the continent turned into a devil that everyone shouted to beat."

"Yes, I am the mysterious and ancient prophet."

"But in the end, the evil god also told me that the destined person is the only one who can resurrect me. I have eaten so many hearts but they have not brought me back to life. They are not you. Only by eating your heart can I be resurrected."

I came back to life! So I have been looking for the destined person this year, but I never expected that the destined person turned out to be a player."

"Fortunately, I accidentally discovered the existence of Tiga." The emperor said he was tired and changed his position before continuing, "I have always been worried about this prophecy. I tried to kill him in many ways at that time. But the undead

The immortal power given to him by his clan allowed him to recover every time."

Baili Xin took a few breaths, and the palms hidden in her sleeves suddenly clenched.

The Emperor sighed: "He is too tough. I have tortured him so much, but he is neither dead nor crazy. I have no choice but to change my strategy and keep instilling the concept of mission in him. Let him kill himself, right?

Turn against the one you are destined to be."

"No matter which one it is, it's what I want to see."

"When I am sure that his sense of mission is fully established, I will fake death and leave."

The Emperor was silent for a few seconds, "The cause and effect are roughly the same. Is there anything else you don't understand?"

Bailixin pursed her lips and looked at the man on the throne indifferently: "Why do you turn all the players into undead?"

Emperor: "Oh, why? I'm not worried about the scarcity but the inequality. We're all players. I'm obviously smarter and more skilled than them. Why am I born at the wrong time and being such a desperate NPC that they can't leave the dungeon?"

It’s a shame.”

Prisin: "What about the beasts? Why did you help Earl Al usurp the throne? And why the fur?"

Emperor: "My Lord, my body is afraid of the cold and needs to be kept warm all year round, but I don't want to light the stove. It's too choking. I just want to get more furs. But the beast king before was stubborn, so of course my help will be useful to me."

That’s it.”

"You do so much," Bai Lixin narrowed her eyes, "just because you are afraid of the cold?"

"Otherwise?" The Emperor shrugged, "They are all a group of NPCs anyway, and the number of kills will only increase my kill value."

Bai Lixin sneered slightly from the corner of her mouth, "I have another question that I am curious about. Since you have become an undead tribe, why have you always maintained your human form? Didn't you become a skeleton?"

"Oh, this." The Emperor clasped one hand on the armrest, "Didn't I tell you that I was the Immortal King for a while? But the skeleton body was too ugly, so my throne was passed to my puppet. Later I

I developed a magic that can steal life from living human bodies. Of course it’s not a beating heart, it’s just making my body produce flesh and skin.”

"People have lived for a long time, and they like to tinker with things and want to be more refined. Anyway, they are all robbed. Just do it in one step and the skin plunder is over."

"Am I particularly smart? The magic I developed is very powerful, right?" The emperor chuckled, "How can a genius like me hang out in this kind of junk book and wait to die?"

"By the way," the Emperor seemed to be thinking about something and asked Bai Lixin, "In the game hall, how many floors has Tiga climbed to now?"

Bailixin raised his eyes and swept the emperor with his tail, "What level do you think he is on now?"

The emperor sighed: "After I entered the dungeon, the time outside was unclear. How many years have passed outside?"

Bai Lixin: "Well, I really don't know about this."

He paused, "But I didn't see the name 'Diga' in the rankings."

"Never seen it?" The emperor was stunned for two seconds, "How is this? Even he is dead?"

Bai Lixin hinted: "Have you divorced me already? Do you still want to know the rankings of other people? Maybe I can help you look at it from the rankings."

If the name he read was on this list, he might find that person and ask about what happened back then.

The Emperor touched his chin: "I remember there was a very powerful person at that time, named Tan Yue. How many floors was he on?"

Bai Lixin's slightly drooped eyelids flashed twice: "He is not on the ranking list."

The emperor was surprised: "Not really? Has so many years passed outside? Or are they all dead?"

It turns out that Dijia and Tanyue were among the same batch of players who entered the dungeon, and were among the earliest players.

"Is there anyone else?" Prisin continued to ask.

Emperor: "Others are pretty average, so I'm not very impressed. If it's true, I still remember one person. His name is Song Yuantian. Is he in the rankings?"

Song Yuantian?

He seemed to have some impression of this name.

Bai Lixin checked the rankings and found Song Yuantian's name in the search bar.

Ranked 94th, Song Yuantian is currently on the 789th floor. (Affiliated to the Guild: Shahai Guild. Identity: Hui.)

The third guild that specializes in collecting beauties belongs to this man named Song Yuantian.

Baili Xinhe looked up the ranking list and looked up at the emperor who cast a curious look: "I found him. He is currently ranked 94th. He belongs to the Shahai Guild. He is currently on the 789th floor."

"'Fuck'," the Emperor patted the handrail upon hearing this, "That idiot behind the crane climbed to the 789th floor?! How dare you? If I were still in the game lobby, I must have climbed to the 999th floor by now, you

Believe it or not!”

Bai Lixin shook his head, "I don't believe it. What floor were you on when you came here?"

The emperor sneered, "There are some things that don't know Taishan. Before entering this dungeon, I was ranked third! There are so many players, and I was ranked third! The first is Di Jia, and the second is Tan Yue! Song Yuantian, this coward, can't get through the level.

They are crying on the lap of labor and management, do you understand?! Let me ask you, is this guild great? Is it a low-level trash guild?"

Bai Lixin: "No, it's quite powerful. Among the entire game guilds, the Sand Sea Guild ranks third. It's an absolutely powerful guild."

The emperor's hands clenched tightly into fists, and his voice trembled slightly with anger: "Damn it, you bastard. If I were still here, if I were still here, I would definitely be number one on the list!"

"I am the king of e-sports, they are all scum!"

Bai Lixin: "..."

Are you telling me jokes to make me happy? Are you still ranked first in the rankings? That's his usual position, you're nothing.

You're not even a shit.

Also if, there is no if.

"You have been in this world for a thousand years, and you still think that this world is just a copy of data?" Bai Lixin looked at the thousand-year-old e-sports old man in front of him, "Their blood is red, and they can cry and despair.

, will be sad and happy, you didn’t feel uncomfortable when you killed them?”

Emperor: "Uncomfortable? What is there to be uncomfortable about? No matter how "realistic" they are, they are AI avatars. All I care about is their performance. Their life and death is none of my business."

Bai Lixin: "They are considered AI virtual characters. When the AI ​​is so real that it is completely indistinguishable from life, I think we should at least stop and think carefully about whether we should only regard them as dead objects. When an object is given

Emotions and life, it has been separated from its most original identity."

"Don't talk to me about this nonsense here," the emperor waved his hand impatiently, "I'm just telling you so much to give you special treatment and want to know from your mouth how the game hall is going. You really take it for yourself.

Is the dish ready?"

"I'm telling you, if I start from scratch now, it won't be long before I overtake them and become the one at the top of the rankings!"

Baili Xin's god was already as cold as frost. Seeing a god like him, the emperor was instantly furious, "Don't look at me like this god! That damn bitch Diga looked down on people like that in the game hall, and then that

The little bastard looks at me like this, how dare you, a loser like you, dare to do that now?!"

Bai Lixin sneered, "Emperor, do you still think of yourself as an adult? You have even abandoned your own name, so what are you going to do if you return to the game hall?"

He hit the backpack bar and said, "Let me give you a message."

Emperor: "What are you talking about?"

The pure white sickle instantly appeared in Baili Xin's hand. The young man kicked his feet slightly, and the angry voice instantly resounded throughout the hall: "I'm going to send you to the west for your uncle's sake. Go to hell!"

At the same time, a whirlwind suddenly appeared.

The trio of Di Jia and Xia Chi, who appeared in the hall without any warning, listened to Bai Li Xin's words.

Dijia: "..."

Baby is so brave, love it!

Xia Chi: "..."

Are you so irritable? That's awesome.

Li Cancan & Liang Xi: "..."

Did they come at the wrong time? Is it too late to pretend to be disconnected now?

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[It’s over, it’s over, Xin Shen has exploded! Have a good trip, the Emperor of Trash! 】

[I obviously listened to a lot just now, and the amount of information seemed to be huge. Why did I suddenly forget it? 】

[I forgot! But I think this emperor is rubbish. He will not regret dying ten thousand times. The calm and calm God Xin provokes "hair" and curses, which shows what kind of rubbish he is. 】

[I remember he said that he killed many people, lived for a long time, was the source of the undead tribe, and also tampered with prophecies. I remember so much, so he must be right? 】

[Why do we have collective amnesia? Has the system secretly done something to us?!]

['Fuck', garbage system, not only did we create this hellish place, but it also tampered with our memories! 】

In the 999-story tower, the man gathers his beautiful eyebrows, and his dark eyes flicker and dance.

Who is Tan Yue? Why does this name sound familiar?

In a daze, several memory fragments appeared in my mind.

Standing in front of him was a young man whose face could not be seen clearly. The two of them were facing each other and seemed to be discussing something.

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The sickle holding the beautiful white flowing tail rushed in front of the emperor in one second and cut the emperor directly at the waist.

However, this handsome and ghostly young man just laughed loudly, and his body instantly turned into a cloud of smoke. The smoke gathered in the air, quickly condensed and rubbed, and returned to a healthy body.

Emperor: "It's all in vain. I already told you that I'm immortal and you can't kill me."

"Compared to me, you are still far behind. So what if there is a prophecy? What if you are really the destined person? If I just kill you, the death situation in the prophecy will be broken! I still want to thank you for your help for me.

Provide me with a heart and let me become a new human. You ants will all die!"

The fire on the wall of the main hall suddenly went out. As the fire went out, the people in Xiachi suddenly felt that their breathing was not smooth.

The three of them knelt on the ground in pain, scratching their throats and opening their mouths, trying to breathe heavily.

However, the feeling of suffocation is like maggots attached to the bones, constantly eroding and tormenting them.

In my ears, the emperor's sharp and biting sneers continued one after another, as if he was mocking their fragility and overestimation of their abilities.

Bai Lixin looked coldly and raised the sickle in his hand above his head: "He is sucking out the oxygen in this hall."