After I became the infinite flow boss

Suddenly, Liu Ming's heart stopped beating, and he instantly felt that something was wrong.

However, he was a step slower.

Sartre's knife was only one or two millimeters away from his neck, and a dangerous breath like a venomous snake and beast came from behind him, chilling him to the bone.

Liu Ming shuddered on the spot, as if countless ants crawled from the soles of his feet to his scalp. Just now he was still thinking about the left arm of the Lord God, but now he was instantly awake, and his heartbeat was pounding.

"You, you are...!?"

As soon as Li Fuming and Pute came in at the entrance of the cave, they saw Liu Ming with a knife across his neck and the terrifying corpse ghost hidden in the dark. Their scalps numbed immediately, and they stopped on the spot, holding the sword tightly in their hands.

Sartre did not kill Liu Ming instantly because Beiheng stopped him temporarily.

"This person knows the information"

Sartre's pupils shrank slightly, and in the few seconds before the people at the entrance of the cave could react, he cut off Liu Ming's arms on the spot, spilling blood all over the ground.

"Ahhh!" Liu Ming screamed.

He was a high-level player, but he was caught off guard by the ambushed corpse ghost and had his arms chopped off. This kind of thing would have been impossible in the past!

However, Sartre then cut off Liu Ming's legs again, with extremely skilled movements, as if he had done the same thing countless times before, which gave people goose bumps.

Li Fuming froze and dared not move.

Putt reacted the fastest and prepared to rescue Liu Ming, but it was too late.

Even if the player has his own means of recovery, the damage of having his limbs cut off on the spot is very terrifying, because although the player's flesh will not die for a while, the pain is still painful and will not be alleviated at all.

The corpse ghost on the opposite side killed people, but he also tortured people like this. It's too terrible! Li Fuming even took a step back and didn't dare to get close at all.

But he just took a step back and suddenly bumped into someone behind him. No, is that a person? Li Fuming felt the coldness behind him, but he had no time to react. He turned his eyes and saw that his arms were also cut off, blood splashed on his face. The severe pain of the broken limbs was half a beat slower to surge from the nerves to his brain.

Orlan and other ghoul NPCs who came to meet Sartre.

"We will stay at the entrance of the cave, and you guys go in." Orlan said to Sartre.

Sartre grabbed Liu Ming's collar and said, "Aren't you going in?"

Orlan explained, "There will be other player teams coming later. Just in case, if there are players in the top 100 of the infinite list among them, it will be troublesome. We can't be careless. It's best for us to ambush them here. The chances of winning in a head-on confrontation are low."

It makes sense.

Sartre turned and walked into the cave.

"You, you, who are..." Liu Ming was not dead yet, and his consciousness was too clear under the stimulation of severe pain.

At this time, Bei Heng took over the NPC body that Sartre was currently controlling, and said to Liu Ming: "What is the last information in the black leather notebook?"

"You..." Liu Ming was shocked. Although he knew that most of the players on the mountain were killed by the dungeon monsters, he did not expect that they would turn around and hunt him so quickly! What do they want the Lord's props for? Can they use the Lord's props!

Liu Ming thought of several thoughts in an instant, pretending to be weak and said: "I, I don't know what you are talking about..."

"Now, you have no chance of getting the props. To avoid pain, I advise you to tell me as soon as possible."

"..." Liu Ming's eyes changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I won't tell you."

Really? Bei Heng ignored him and drove the corpse ghost to the stone chamber at the end of the cave.

The stone chamber was covered with talismans and exorcism props, but in fact they had almost no effect on the corpse ghost.

The corpse ghost pushed open the stone door, and a stone chamber of about 200 square meters appeared in front of him, full of spider webs and dust. A few rays of sunlight shone through the cracks on the top, becoming the only light source.

The layout of this place is no different from what the Purgatory Ghost King had seen before. Bei Heng saw the black wooden cabinet hidden in the upper right corner of the stone chamber at a glance.

When he opened the bottom drawer, he saw a package covered with talismans, which was about the size of a human arm.

When Liu Ming saw it, his eyes were straight, and he couldn't hide his greed at all.

"Lord God, Lord God's left arm!"

Bei Heng ignored Liu Ming completely, took away the package and replaced the NPC's body with Sartre.

Sartre regained consciousness and saw the package in his hand. He was stunned at first. He knew that the god had just been here. He couldn't help but get excited. If he didn't know that he had a mission, he would probably take a long time to get out of this extreme state.

He glanced at Liu Ming and saw that this human dared to have such a desire. He cut Liu Ming's eyes with a knife and grabbed a pile of talisman paper from the cabinet to block Liu Ming's mouth.

"You, ah, woo!" Liu Ming looked desperate, and his face was almost deformed because of the pain.

Sartre walked to the cave entrance and saw that Orlan had killed several more teams of players.

There were no signs of a hard fight around, which meant that the players who came were relatively easy to deal with.

"Maybe they knew we were ambushing, so they stayed outside and didn't come in." Orlan stared at the cave entrance with a serious look.

However, after waiting for more than ten minutes, Orlan decided to give up the ambush because the reinforcements on the mountain were almost here.

The most troublesome thing about low- and medium-level dungeons for high-level players is that the victory or defeat of these dungeons is closely related to the number of enemies and friends. The lower the dungeon, the less pleasing it is for you, a high-level player.

Now that there are so many of them, even if there are two or three players in the top 100 of the infinite list ambushing around, it is impossible for them to succeed easily.

"Let's go."

They, a group of dozens of people, quickly evacuated the cave area and headed straight for the cave ghost village.

To Oran's surprise, they did not encounter any enemies along the way, and they handed over the package and the half-crippled Liu Ming smoothly.

"Isn't it that I am fighting wits and courage with the air?" Oran walked out of the ghost village, with a gloomy face, thinking a little.

"It's a good thing to be cautious." Sniper Li Zhe also came out and sighed: "In this way, the victory or defeat of [Shock Town] is almost determined."

·

At the foot of the mountain.

"Brother Changyin, what are you doing here?" The military uniform player finally found a partner who had left the team.

The young man with a leisurely temperament turned his head and smiled at the military uniform player: "I think this piece of soil is really good."

"Soil?" The military uniform player was puzzled.

"Yes, the soil here is very good." The smell of the curse is too good.

Changyin spoke with an accent, or rather, his tone was a little strange, as if he had sung or played rap before. His voice was clear and crisp, and both men and women would feel good when hearing him. His voice alone could make others feel good about him.

Such a harmless guy was unlucky enough to fall into the infinite world. The military player sighed and shook his head. He happened to meet Changyin after coming to the Horror Town. Seeing that the guy was really weak, he invited him to join the team.

Unexpectedly, the guy disappeared without a trace just now.

"Don't run around next time."

"Yes, yes!"

"I can't find that cave no matter how hard I look. What's written in the notes must be fake." After returning to the team, the military player complained to his companions.

"Should we go back to the town to have a look? We can't meet other players here. We must have gone to the wrong place." A player scratched his head.

Changyin listened to their discussion, and his originally gentle expression gradually turned cold, until he was expressionless, as if he had taken off his painted skin in the blink of an eye, and even his eyes were dead silent, smiling on the outside but not on the inside.

The live broadcast room screen just turned to this scene, and many players were scared, and some recognized Changyin's true identity.

"Fuck, fuck, how come he is also in the dungeon, the top 100 of the infinite list, the Baibian who was rumored to have died a few years ago!"

"Good guy, why is it so coincidental, it turns out that this guy just ambushed the corpse ghosts near the cave! If there were not so many corpse ghosts, I guess he would have definitely fought hard"

"If those corpse ghosts had not been a little cautious, he would have succeeded"

However, the ignorant military uniform players and others were still discussing what to do next.

I saw that Changyin took out a bright white long sword from the equipment space.

The long sword has a delicate arc, beautiful blade patterns, and the blade occasionally reflects a strange blood light, which is unusual at first glance.

But the players in the conversation have not yet noticed their crisis.

Changyin looked at the top of the mountain, sighed subtly, and then turned his hand to raise the knife.

It was only a moment, and the naked eye could not see his movements clearly.

Crack! More than a dozen players were separated from their heads, and died cleanly without any signs. None of them could react.

"I am helping you, killing you while you can still die." Changyin added an explanation.

Yes, he fully understood the current situation, so he did not choose to fight hard with the current corpse ghost party.

"Next time, in the next copy, I will treat you well."

After saying that, this madman also ended his life.

·

The top of the mountain, behind the fierce ghost village.

Liu Ming, who was thrown into the blood pool, miraculously opened his eyes, and then saw a scene he would rather not see.

"Fuck, fuck..."

The screaming heads formed the branches and leaves of a tree, covering the sky and the sun. Liu Ming was facing the sky, and he saw the most terrifying angle. He felt that he had lost all the goose bumps he could lose in his life today.

Bei Heng, who was counting the number of players, noticed that Liu Ming had woken up and looked down at Liu Ming.

"Why, you can talk now?"

"I, I..." Liu Ming had difficulty breathing and couldn't speak clearly.

He knew how outrageous this human head tree meant, so he was so scared.

For players, enough points can redeem themselves, but the condition for redemption is that they still have consciousness, and this human head tree is just aimed at this point of players. Therefore, even high-level players don't want to provoke spiritual monsters and avoid them.

Liu Ming's face was pale and he had to waver.

"In fact, it doesn't matter whether you say it or not. After you join them, there will be no so-called secrets." Bei Heng said by the way.

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you!" Liu Ming, who saw the human head tree, confessed in just a few seconds and said anxiously: "The note says that if you burn it, the left arm of the Lord God will appear!"

Liu Ming, who had lost his use, was immediately swallowed by the tree trunk.

It seems to be true.

However, it turns out that the conditions this time are so simple, Bei Heng has some thoughts.

No, simplicity and complexity are not the key points. The triggering conditions should be related to the dungeon boss itself.

For example, in [Dead Rising], the deepest wish of the Zombie King was to kill all zombies and players and end the endless fighting.

And this time, combined with the memory of the Purgatory Ghost King, it is very likely that there is a place in its heart that thinks that its left arm is the source of the disaster, which has brought terrible disasters to its family and itself, so it wants to destroy its cursed left arm.

Although, it knows that even if it does so, everything it has lost will not come back, and time will not flow backwards. Moreover, in the final analysis, it is the mayor and his people who are the beginning of the sin.

"Is the triggering condition to complete a certain wish of the dungeon boss?"

Bei Heng seemed to have thought of the truth.

"Well, then I'll burn it for you."

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