After I became the infinite flow boss

"He saw something he shouldn't have seen. No, he couldn't see the essence. It was just a little corner."

The high-level of the infinite world, System 001, who was helplessly isolated outside the copy, watched Quirrell's miserable condition and made comments.

At the same time, Quirrell, who was suddenly paralyzed by fear, was beheaded by Sartre and died without any resistance.

Quirell died in the copy, but his consciousness was still alive. As soon as his vision changed, he was sent to a white space.

Even after leaving the scene, Quirrell himself was still in a state of extreme fear and extreme tension. His soul was completely shrunk. In just that moment, his mentality collapsed, like a landslide, and even his self-consciousness could hardly maintain its existence. It collapsed like a physical entity, and layers of spider-like cracks appeared.

Quirrrell suddenly remembered the rumor that the top 100 of the original infinite list collapsed and became useless because of a failed level. He felt it was impossible. It was definitely because that person was too weak. How could a person become useless overnight just because of an experience? But now, Qi Luo wanted to slap himself hard if he still had the mental strength.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh——"

A heart-wrenching cry came from a room in the white building.

The sound was too miserable. It was a male voice at first, but it became sharp and not even a human voice. It was hard for the players in the surrounding rooms to imagine that this was a sound that a human could make.

"What's going on? Someone's coming again? What the hell is this guy doing? Why is he screaming so loud? He just died once, so why is he acting like he saw a ghost?" Huang Zongsheng, who was in charge of managing the community, put down the origami in his hand, picked up the telescope, walked to the balcony and looked far away at the room where the scream came from.

In view of their increasing number, the white building has expanded a new building. The people from [Dark Blue Ghost City] are all on the opposite side. The old residents can see who is coming from the opposite side, provided that the curtains are not lowered.

"Fuck!" Huang Zongsheng was shocked when he saw the new guy on the opposite side.

It was unknown what this person had gone through. His entire state was not right. Huang Zongsheng could see with his naked eyes that his body was shrinking, as if it had shrunk. His hair was gradually turning white, and even falling off one by one. In the blink of an eye, a 1.8-meter-tall man had turned into a skinny thing, with a withered face, protruding eye sockets, and dim eyes.

Huang Zongsheng dared to say that he had been in the infinite world for ten years, but there was really nothing more bizarre than the scene he saw now, and it was even a bit weird.

"This guy won't die more miserably than the last human head tree incident."

Huang Zongsheng and the residents around him thought so. Only a few people who could read lips found that in addition to being so scary, this person seemed to keep muttering things like demons, black mountains, and endless black holes.

"He might really have seen a ghost." A player scratched his head and stopped paying attention to this madman.

·

At the same time

To be honest, Bei Heng, who was about to kill Qi Luo, didn't quite understand the situation just now. Why did this player suddenly collapse on the ground as if he saw a giant monster when he turned his head, and he obviously didn't do anything yet.

Insect phobia, or trypophobia, or did Zhou Hengshan's mental state scare him? Bei Heng thought about it and felt that it was unlikely. With a few exceptions, it seemed that players with such obvious weaknesses could not survive for so long in the infinite world. Even if they didn't die in the dungeon, they would die at the hands of other players.

Why did this person get so scared when he saw him? Bei Heng will think about it later when he has time.

Now, through contact with Sartre, Bei Heng read Sartre's memory.

White building, Lord God, previous experiences in other dungeons, etc., Bei Heng saw the picture from Sartre's perspective, and also read Sartre's own thoughts.

So that's it. My previous guess was indeed correct. I did kill all the players at that time as the boss of the previous two dungeons, and then the dead players were locked in my consciousness space, and I used the power of [Lord God's Liver] to transform them into auxiliary NPCs for the next dungeon.

Bei Heng roughly profiled his thoughts at the time from Sartre's memory. Although it was not complete, he knew most of it. He was very surprised that he had not recovered his memory until now. It seemed that the copy restriction he was subject to was the strongest, while other players were weaker, so they could use mental props to avoid memory tampering in the copy.

Bei Heng had made a lot of preparations in advance, but he was still in a state of amnesia.

Fortunately, he had anticipated this problem in advance, so he made settings for the other 10 people. From Sartre's perspective, Bei Heng didn't know what settings he had made for others, but he knew that when he considered the issue of "memory", he must have taken Sartre's belief into consideration.

The more firm something is, the less likely it is to be affected by external forces. In other words, if it is affected by external forces, then this thing must not be firm enough. Bei Heng was not sure about this at the time, but he decided to take a risk and let Sartre go to [Dark Blue Ghost City].

And now Sartre's appearance undoubtedly proves the firmness of his belief.

To be honest, Bei Heng had to feel a little shocked.

Although he didn't know what he would think after recovering his memory, at this moment, Bei Heng did feel as if he had seen an incredible phenomenon, or quality.

It was undoubtedly good, kind, beautiful, and trustworthy.

Of course, Bei Heng's current thoughts are somewhat influenced by Zhou Hengshan. Zhou Hengshan, a monster with inner emptiness, has some quite morbid logic in his mind. He is too directed at people's viciousness, but at the same time, he seems to appreciate these good qualities. He doesn't want to destroy things, and always looks at these people and things in a relatively subtle and perverted way.

Bei Heng felt this way, so he tried his best to separate himself from Zhou Hengshan's personality.

In the original copy of [Strange City], it was precisely because the players deduced this psychological logic that Zhou Hengshan was seduced by the players many times and was eventually killed. Zhou Hengshan's approach is prone to problems, but Zhou Hengshan himself is also a smoke bomb used by Bei Heng to hide himself.

Bei Heng spent a few minutes sorting out this information. He became more and more aware of the cards in his hand and knew what he should do next. The main line was still to destroy all players and find the "left pupil of the main god". Bei Heng's eyes Slight change, more serious than before.

The child secretly looked at Bei Heng, looked down, and saw the glowing ring on Bei Heng's hand.

Bei Heng was so focused that he never noticed anything unusual about the ring.

The child stared at the rings faintly, his eyes moving without making a sound, as if he was talking to them with his eyes, arguing about something.

·

at this time.

"Quirrell is dead?"

Gu Cai, the team leader of Satellite City No. 5’s cleaning intelligence team, frowned, “Why is this happening? Isn’t his talent the most suitable for searching in this dungeon?”

No matter how strong that humanoid monster is, it can't possibly kill a player of Quirrell's level. Is Quirrell careless, or does it have other methods?

"Report, based on the analysis of corpse tissues collected at the scene, the deaths of more than a dozen people are related to parasites that invaded the body. It is suspected that other monsters have appeared at the scene." The investigation team at the scene answered through the communication equipment.

Gu Cai's face became even less calm. She found that her side had been dragged into a guerrilla war situation unknowingly. It was now 10:23 in the evening, and there was still a long time before dawn. In this situation, it was more difficult for them to chase the monster.

"Monsters can actually help monsters. In theory, they should have lost all intelligence. Could it be that there are mutated monsters? A certain level of intelligence? Or...is it a dungeon boss?" Someone from the dungeon boss analysis team next door Turning his head, he said to Gu Cai: "Follow it. I have a hunch that it's not simple. Maybe it has something to do with the dungeon boss."

After their team's current reasoning, most of them agreed on several conclusions. First, the dungeon boss has the ability to kill people across regions. Second, the dungeon boss itself has a high probability of not appearing at the murder scene. Third, through the identity and cause of death of the deceased, A summary analysis shows that the manner of death of the deceased is related to his or her own character and experience. They are all evil men who have been sentenced to death dozens of times. From this, we can infer part of the character of the dungeon boss. It seems to be quite disgusted with "malignant" and "evil deeds". ".

"As long as the mental threshold detector is there, we can track the whereabouts of those monsters. Isn't it easy?" He said to Gu Cai again.

Gu Cai was still hesitating. She didn't want to give away her life in vain, but now she had to make a decision.

Excluding the elite troops who left the city, 70% of their strength is now guarding the headquarters, and 30% is defending and sweeping the entire city. And the humanoid monster has killed nearly fifty of them, which is not a small number.

Gu Cai knew that now was no longer the time to compete for quantity. Only one or two equally powerful individual players could complete this task.

"Everyone responsible for the investigation at the scene should come back. The headquarters has decided to send out individual soldiers to fight. Pay attention to strict disinfection of your own body. Monsters will use parasites. Don't let go of any corner that may be parasitic." She finally gave the order.

However, at this moment, Mo Sui, who was leaning against the wall and listening to everything, suddenly spoke.

"No, it is okay to evacuate them from the scene, but they cannot be allowed to enter the headquarters, let alone contact other members. In addition, all members will be disinfected every ten minutes unless there is an emergency. Members who are cleaning outside tonight will be cleaned up tomorrow. Don’t go back to the headquarters until dawn, and find a safe place to stay.”

The two staff members turned their heads at the same time, with some doubts on their faces. Gu Cai asked on behalf of everyone: "President, why is this?" They can't even make contact, isn't it the same as the group that appears now? Have people become a team independent of the headquarters, and anti-virus? Do you really want to do such a big thing just for a monster?

Mo Sui took off his blindfold, looked at the leader of the dungeon boss analysis team, and said coldly: "You suspect that this matter is related to the dungeon boss, and you don't know the ability of the dungeon boss yet."

The implication is that the on-site investigation team may have been tampered with.

Their Killing God Guild is making such a big fuss that even if the dungeon boss is no longer in Satellite City No. 5, they must have noticed the abnormality. Maybe the dungeon boss is really controlling the parasite monsters from a distance and cooperating with the monsters in Satellite City No. 5.

Judging from the actions of the dungeon boss in [Shock Town], it is impossible that the dungeon boss in [Blue City] did not take any action for most of the day. Maybe it has been planned for a long time, but they don't know it.

However, there is also a possibility here. For example, the dungeon boss may be affected by the restrictions of the dungeon just like the players. They must make the most careful assumptions and preparations.

Gu Cai nodded, but she was also thinking that the fact that the God-killing Guild controlled the entire city within half a day should be unexpected to the dungeon boss, and it is very likely that it has fallen into a passive situation.

The leader of the dungeon boss analysis team was stunned, and suddenly realized: "I understand!"

Their president is indeed extraordinary and cautious. He is so admired.

Gu Cai conveyed Mo Sui's instructions to other members on the spot.

Their approach is naturally correct.

In the No. 7 satellite city, when Bei Heng roughly estimated their next move, he had to say that there was an absolute strong player on the opposite side. He made a decision to avoid the risk of extinction based on only a few possible speculations and directly gave up an investigation team.

This is not something that ordinary people can think of. That person has a very high vision, as if he is standing at an absolute height overlooking the development and changes of the current situation. Any change and any possibility will not be missed, which is indeed impeccable.

Bei Heng knew Mo Sui through Chen Feiyi's memory, and he knew Mo Sui's shrewdness.

"You can't deal with him with ordinary methods."

Bei Heng believed that to eliminate the God of Killing Union, a method beyond Mo Sui's imagination was needed, so that Mo Sui could not figure it out, and this method must be successfully implemented within two days, otherwise two days later, Mo Sui and others would definitely find out his ability and identity, and then he would have to fight hard.

He must race against time. Thinking of this, Bei Heng thought for a while, his eyes changed, and he thought of the key again.

Indeed, Mo Sui and the instructions given by Mo Sui were almost perfect, but what about the people who executed Mo Sui's instructions?

At this time, Bei Heng seemed to see countless flaws of the members of the God of Killing Union. Even if someone didn't have them, he could help him create them.

11 o'clock in the evening.

Around the headquarters building of the God of Killing Union, a heavy-armed team of fifty people and heavy-armed weapons were strictly guarded outside. Everyone was energetic, without any fatigue, and seemed impeccable.

Suddenly, a series of explosions sounded nearby, but the mental threshold detector did not respond.

The person who led the heavy-armored team frowned, feeling something was wrong.

Two members of the God of Killing Guild suddenly ran up the avenue in front of the Execution Department headquarters where two large trucks could pass.

They were both familiar members, but they rushed to the Execution Department building at almost their fastest speed, as if they were being chased by a monster.

"Monster! There's a monster!"

"Help!"

They screamed at the same time, with fear and tension on their faces.

The leading heavy-armored player immediately said, "Didn't you hear the president's instructions? Who doesn't want to return to the headquarters tonight?"

As he said that, more than a dozen heavy-armored players raised their automatic guns and aimed them directly at their heads.

The two men stopped in an emergency, their faces pale and angry at the same time. They stopped more than 30 meters away and shouted to the heavy-armored players: "The monsters are behind us, come out and kill them!"

"Don't we deserve to live!"

At this time, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the things on the road were blown up and rolled randomly.

The fierce explosions from the buildings on both sides came from far away and were about to explode behind the two men. Their faces were distorted and they uttered strange curses.

The leading heavy-armored player had some doubts in his heart, but he was experienced after all. After only three seconds of hesitation, he directly shot and killed two companions who were 30 meters away.

The other heavy-armored players followed suit and shot the two men into a bloody mess.

The strong wind brought a strong smell of blood, and some of the blood and flesh inevitably stained some of them.

The leading heavy-armored player was unlucky. A blood just blew into his left eye. He wiped the blood and cursed before immediately saying: "Anti-virus!"

All the players immediately used anti-virus props after hearing his instructions.

Five minutes later, there was no movement on the road in front of him, and the explosion caused by unknown reasons also stopped. The leading heavy-duty player felt a little uncomfortable, and the feeling of being covered in blood was a little disgusting. He used some cleaning props, but still felt very disgusting, as if this disgusting feeling stuck to him and couldn't be shaken off.

He thought of notifying the headquarters and asking what the situation was and how to deal with it.

But just as he was about to connect, he suddenly thought that if the headquarters found out that there was something wrong with him, would they kill him like he had killed two companions before? This was the most cautious approach.

But there was no redemption in [Dark Blue Ghost City], and death was death.

The leading heavy-duty player's forehead was sweating, and he immediately realized that his situation seemed to be extremely bad, but if it went on like this, the disgusting feeling in his left eye would not disappear. Is this just a psychological effect? ​​This is just a psychological calculation of the monster on the opposite side. In fact, he had nothing wrong. Is it to mess up his mentality?

He was thinking wildly, and looked at his companions left and right, and found that they had no reaction at all, and their faces were normal. It's impossible that I'm the only one who was splashed with the flesh and blood of those two people. Why didn't they feel as disgusted as I did?

He suddenly fell into panic, and the nausea in his left eye became more and more severe, as if the entire eyeball was crawling with caterpillars.

"I, I have something to go back to the headquarters!"

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