After I became the infinite flow boss

Bishop's Court. Players gathered in the white building. Players in the imperial capital gathered the latest. Mo Sui arrived late, muttering: "The space transfer props are useful, but there are few of them. It's hard to grab them."

The hall of the Bishop's Court is very large, about the size of a football field in the world. The previous battle between the high priest and the players was too fierce, and the area was razed to the ground, leaving a large area of ​​ruins. Juan'er and others were of course indifferent to the situation of these buildings, but Juan'er's vision was extraordinary. After Bei Heng, a righteous god, suddenly disappeared, she didn't stay in a trance for long, and quickly took a measure that might help Bei Heng, that is, to rebuild the Bishop's Court and strengthen the power of faith.

After hearing what she said, Orlan and others acted immediately without doubt. Of course, they couldn't rebuild on the spot. The fastest way to do this was to use the time-travel prop, so they rebuilt the Bishop's Court within one minute after Bei Heng left.

After the execution, Orlan asked Juan'er: "How did you guess that doing this would be useful to that person?"

"Because I studied history," Juan'er looked back at Orlan and added an explanation: "For this kind of plot copy, I will first input the history and culture of this world. This is the basis for understanding and thinking about the world."

Olan was a little speechless. Although he had been a partner for many years, he did not understand Juan'er's way of thinking very well. Now he finally understood that if he didn't understand, he didn't understand. There was no need to force himself to understand something that he couldn't understand.

"This level is very strange." Juan'er looked into the distance, the strong wind blowing her long hair, she continued: "Its restoration is too high, too close to reality, it is very likely to be some past history."

"Indeed..." Huang Xiru also nodded.

At this time, Mo Sui and others hurriedly came to the interior of the Church.

"How are you?" Mo Sui said.

"That person left." Juan'er said concisely.

Mo Sui looked at her expression and looked at the other three people. Naturally, he saw something wrong, but he didn't ask explicitly. At this moment, he received a new order, which notified them to evacuate the level as soon as possible and return to the white building.

Mo Sui was always one of the first people to whom Bei Heng gave orders, because he would disassemble the order itself, analyze it according to the specific situation, and quickly understand it.

Even if the same order was to be given to everyone, giving it to everyone at the same time and giving it to some people and then letting some people make arrangements and notify them were two different approaches. Bei Heng chose the latter.

"Yes, at the moment, we are not of much use when it comes to the existence of the demon god level. There is no mechanism for players to deal with the demon god in this level. From the player's perspective, it is a dead end from beginning to end, and there is no way to struggle. Is this the [Human Trial]? It really lives up to the word "Trial". If we continue like this, our No. 49 plane will definitely not escape its cleansing." Mo Sui said casually.

What he said was basically the truth. The unsolvable game copy was like a maze with no exit. It was not that he had not experienced it before. At that time, he could redeem himself with points, but the [Human Trial] would not allow such naive things.

If you lose the game, you die, your consciousness is wiped out, and your personality disappears completely. Although the soul unit will not disappear, it doesn't matter if you don't even have consciousness. Thinking of this, Mo Sui suddenly felt a little emotional.

"Let's go." Juan'er was silent for a while, and said to Mo Sui: "We will only hinder that person if we stay here."

"Okay." Mo Sui nodded immediately.

Then, the players in the white building left the dungeon in batches, and soon only a few people were left out of thousands of people.

Sartre looked into the distance on the high platform without moving.

"What's wrong with you? You don't want to kill him, do you?" Moss saw Sartre motionless and couldn't help asking.

To be honest, Moss was sometimes afraid of Sartre. Sartre's beliefs were too terrible and he often did amazing things.

Sartre looked back at Moss and didn't reply, but his eyes clearly expressed some information.

"That's the demon god." Moss was shocked.

Sartre rolled his eyes at him subtly and said, "I won't cause any trouble."

You said so, but your murderous aura doesn't mean that, Moss was stunned.

"Go quickly." Sartre said coldly.

Moss blinked, thinking that the fanatic's thoughts were indeed incomprehensible.

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At the same time, in the temple.

Bei Heng returned to his own consciousness space.

He couldn't come back before because he was worried that the level mechanism would identify him as the level boss, but now he has no such worry at all.

In the bedroom, Bei Heng opened the door and saw Zuo Tong waiting for him in the room at a glance. The blue butterfly landed on Zuo Tong's shoulder, and Nuomi Tuan stayed next to the human figure of the main god.

As soon as they saw him coming back, they came to him immediately.

Bei Heng's eyes fell on Zuo Tong, who helped a lot during the level.

Zuo Tong looked at Bei Heng worriedly, wanting to say something but stopping, with a hint of anger in his eyes. The actions of some humans in the level in the past two days made him very angry, and he almost took action, but he finally held back.

The blue butterfly flew to Bei Heng, as if to tell him how worried he was.

"Can I borrow it for a while?" Bei Heng wanted to confirm this question with the blue butterfly in advance.

The blue butterfly tilted its head, looking a little confused.

Looking at him, Bei Heng on the opposite side also felt a little confused.

Zuo Tong patted the blue butterfly.

The blue butterfly paused, and quickly expressed the meaning of "of course".

Bei Heng was a little puzzled by His reaction, thinking that perhaps for Blue Butterfly, the human form can be shaped at any time, so it is not that important. He walked to the bed while thinking.

Nuomituan raised his head, and the naive Him seemed to have no idea what Bei Heng was going to do.

Time in the consciousness space passed slowly, so Bei Heng was not so anxious and took his time to do things. He pulled open the bed curtain and saw the human form of the Lord God again, feeling a little emotional.

"If Sen Luo had not broken into the Pope's territory at the third level and successfully snatched the human form, the fourth level would have been a dead end." Whether for the level boss or for the player.

The people in their dozen planes combined are not as good as the Pope who is serious, and the members of the Inverted Cross Church sent in advance are not even appetizers.

This time, it was also the first time for him to face an existence of this level.

Bei Heng thought about it, and quickly suppressed the extra thoughts, and focused his eyes on the human form. If he was right, he could control the human form by transferring his consciousness like controlling his current body.

Bei Heng closed his eyes, and the next second, his current body fell down, and at the same time, the human form of the Lord God slowly sat up and just happened to catch his fallen body.

Bei Heng's vision was a little blurry. The main difference from the body created by Blue Butterfly before was the internal strength and structure. There was no other difference. Bei Heng felt it a little and found no damage to the body. Except for some problems in movement, there was almost no problem.

The Pope should have kept the human form of the Lord God very well.

Bei Heng got out of bed while thinking. His movements were relatively slow, slower than he expected. There was no way. The human form of the Lord God had not moved for thousands of years. If it was a human body, it might have been gone long ago. At least He could still move. After all, it was a body used by the Lord God. This degree of unusualness was normal.

In order to increase the chance of dealing with the Pope, he needed to try many ways. Playing the role of the Lord God in front of the Pope was the last trick. Although this trick was very likely to anger the Pope, it might also subdue the Pope. The opportunity was that under severe schizophrenia, the Pope might not be able to distinguish between true and false.

But if he wants to play the main god, he must be able to move, and Bei Heng is working hard for this.

Zuo Tong walked to the side to support him, and the blue butterfly flapped its wings, as if to encourage him.

Finally, after a few minutes of hard work, Bei Heng successfully stood up in the human form of the main god, but he was a little unstable, and sat back on the bed after a few seconds.

This was really an unexpected difficulty. Bei Heng was a little dazed, but at the same time, the silver hair under his cloak was completely scattered because of his previous action and spread on the bed. Subconsciously looking sideways, Bei Heng was stunned for a few seconds again.

The silver hair was faintly glowing, like silk under the silver moon, beautiful and a little unreal, but it was too long.

Bei Heng had never noticed this problem before, until now he found that the long hair of the human form seemed to be two meters long, but because it was always under the cloak, he didn't notice it.

I didn't expect that I would face this problem before confronting the Pope. It seems that the human form of the main god is not very convenient to move. At least for the time being, I can't control the human form well. Bei Heng fell into a brief thought, looking like he was in a daze.

Zuo Tong kept staring at him, his eyes moving, as if he was missing something, a little absent-minded.

Blue Butterfly stopped beside Bei Heng, and Glutinous Rice Ball also came over silently. They didn't think of their other compatriot.

The black snake in the copy was still struggling.

That's all. After many failed attempts, Bei Heng chose a more stable method. Although walking was impossible, he could at least stand for a while.

As long as he could get this time, or solve the problem during this time, he would have a chance of winning.

However, after this problem, Bei Heng still needed to think about a crucial thing, that is, what to say to the Pope. The Pope's actions were unpredictable. Although the Pope was absolutely pious, sometimes the problem was in piety, not to mention that the Pope was so seriously ill.

Bei Heng reflected on himself and had to say that he would never reach the baseline of acting skills. He had no talent at all.

Can he only improvise?

Facing the unpredictability of the crisis, Bei Heng's rationality was somewhat uneasy, because it meant that there was not enough confidence.

His pale golden eyes dimmed slightly, revealing some worry.

He was more worried about Zuo Tong and the others, and his heart, than worrying about himself.

At this time, Zuo Tong, who had come to his senses, held up Bei Heng's left hand with both hands. Although he did not speak, Zuo Tong was obviously telling Bei Heng not to worry about them. In fact, Zuo Tong's expression seemed to reveal a bit of fearlessness.

It was as if they would be very happy if he won, and they would make the other party pay the price if he lost.

Bei Heng looked into his eyes and was about to respond, but he found that the human form of the Lord God... seemed to be unable to speak, and the vocal part seemed to have never been used, and it was instinctively unfamiliar. Bei Heng was stunned again. He did not expect that there would be so many restrictions on the last resort.

But Zuo Tong seemed to be completely unsurprised.

Seeing his eyes, Bei Heng could not help but doubt that when the Lord God walked in the world, he was just like them, not speaking, just walking, just witnessing. What was the Lord God thinking about when he walked in the world?

Bei Heng originally wanted to deduce it carefully, but the current situation seemed not to allow it.

In Zuo Tong's vision, the imperial capital was completely shrouded in dark light, and there was no sign of the dawn that should have appeared at this time. Countless pieces of light shattered and scattered like rain. The space blockade of the black snake was broken, and the black snake returned to the temple by itself, rushing towards Bei Heng with a look of great injustice.

Bei Heng could not stop him because his body could not react so quickly.

But Zuo Tong grabbed the black snake with one hand, showing a full smile on his face, with coldness in his eyes. If the black snake had not been offline at a critical time, it would not have caused some troubles later and been noticed by the Pope.

The black snake did not dare to pester him anymore, and looked at Bei Heng with aggrieved eyes, obviously asking for help.

Bei Heng wanted to stop them from quarreling, but he was not only unable to speak, but his movements were also relatively stiff. He could only express it with his eyes. Zuo Tong should understand what he meant.

In addition, now the time is up, and he should leave.

Then, after Bei Heng returned to [Beautiful Hell], something unexpected happened again. He couldn't even return to the body of the true god. He was clearly in the level, but he couldn't transform into the level boss.

Three accidents happened in succession, even Bei Heng felt that he was unlucky.

At the same time.

The dark light that erupted from the imperial capital flashed by, and in less than three minutes, it covered the level land and swept the entire planet.

The Pope was frantically looking for something, and then found it in just a few seconds.

A gust of wind raged, and the soil and sand around the city where the Bishop's Court was located were blown all over the sky, making the whole city look a bit desolate.

When the Pope walked into the city, the wind stopped suddenly, and the dust was cleared away. The whole city seemed to be renovated, and the city walls were glowing white.

He stared at the Bishop's Court, with visible tension and uneasiness, and he was anxious and hesitant at the same time.

At the same time.

Near the city, a person suddenly walked out of the void.

This person was Li Chen, who should have been killed by Orlan.

Is he still alive? Yes, but to be precise, he is barely hanging on to his life by someone. If that person hadn't rescued him, he would have died here.

Li Chen originally thought that he could take the opportunity to seize the "Heart of the Lord God" and annoy that person, but he unexpectedly discovered that this was the world of that person's past, because he sensed a young man with the blood curse carved by that person, and the young man was accompanied by a woman like his sister. Is there any other possibility? So Li Chen suddenly had an idea. Although he might not be able to kill him, he at least wanted to humiliate the person in his youth, but he never found him.

When he was almost killed by the player, the person's body suddenly took action and triggered the power of the blood curse to save his life.

"You didn't want to let me go at all, I was just a chess piece in your layout to the 'past'!" Li Chen's face was gloomy. He immediately thought that the reason why he was able to escape from the other party was actually because the other party didn't want to kill him at all.

He had nothing to do with that person's past, and would not interfere with any unnecessary cause and effect, so that person set a trap on him, sent him to this plane, and observed all the situations in this plane through him, and even planned to intervene.

That person was the first person of the Dark Church, one of the ceilings of the infinite world, Se Aaron!

"Damn, aren't you afraid that I will kill you in the past!" Li Chen gritted his teeth. Although he knew the difference in strength, he still didn't want to bow to the other party.

However, before he finished speaking, the blood curse broke out on the spot, and the hideous blood pattern suddenly expanded and exploded into a huge blood flower with a radius of three meters.

Li Chen's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect the other party to start a fight as soon as he said it, and then the blood flower shrank, swallowing him in the next second, turning him into an anchor point for time and space interference, that is, a palm-sized blood mark.

At this time, the void cracked again, and red blood flowed down.

A humanoid creature stood up in the blood river. His appearance was obscured by the rules of time and space, but it could be faintly seen that his eyes were gray-blue.

He turned his head and looked directly at the bishop's court, his eyes seemed a little hot.

"Don't be rude," his sister Elena warned him.

He smiled and said, "Of course, sister."

"Someone has caused trouble for that person, we are just here to solve the trouble"

"... Yeah."

The other side.

The Pope hesitated for a long time at the door of the cathedral, and finally made up his mind and pushed the door open.

Then he froze.

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