After I became the infinite flow boss

In silence.

Sartre stared at the man.

At the same time, the doctor also stared at Sartre.

They can't see each other's appearance clearly, because once the outsider reaches another plane, he or she will be blurred by the infinite system. This cognitive blur is not just a matter of one party, but the same for both parties.

In addition, the doctor is still just a ghost used to travel between planes, far from a complete body, so his existence is very unstable and can easily get out of control. Anyone can feel that he is extremely extreme.

The two of them stood on different sides, but they both sensed similar auras on their bodies.

Similar, but inconsistent, or different in direction, where is the difference and why is the difference.

They were both thinking about it almost simultaneously, which was why they fell silent.

Right now.

"Could it be that..." The crazy doctor spoke first.

Every syllable he uttered would cause the surrounding space to distort, and large mottled black shadows even extended under his feet, like the multiple tentacles of an abyssal sea monster.

There were fierce ghosts buried under the shadow, and dense bones emerged, echoing with the screams of thousands of ghosts.

How many people did this man kill? When the players in the white building saw this scene, they would be lying if they said they were not scared. The sense of oppression that came to them even though they were not present was simply frightening.

"Damn, is that person opposite a real outsider?"

"Here we go, it turns out there are really outsiders. This is the first time I've seen them!"

"What about this situation? Help, I'm so worried about Brother Sartre!"

In the picture, Sartre stared at the doctor, ignoring the thousands of evil spirits at his feet. He only cared about one thing, and that was what kind of existence the other person was and what his relationship was with him.

On the opposite side, the doctor walked slowly, with heavy sorrow in his eyes. He seemed to be completely self-centered and did not notice the evil ghost released under his feet.

He was still continuing the topic just now, and his expression became more distorted.

"Did you, did you take it away..."

The doctor's tone revealed extremely terrifying hatred, as if he wanted to kill the satyr opposite him immediately and gnaw his bones and flesh.

Sartre couldn't understand what this person was talking about for a while. It's probably impossible for anyone to understand a stranger's sudden outpouring of hatred towards you.

The people in the white building were also confused, wondering what was going on with this outsider. Did he know Sartre?

However, the doctor seemed not to notice Sartre's confused expression at all, and was still talking to himself.

"Ah...as expected...not abandoned...it's you...it's you..."

There were many complex emotions in his tone, such as nostalgia, touchingness, piety, etc., making it difficult for the listener to imagine what kind of mental state he was in. But even if they couldn't imagine, everyone who was there or watching the live broadcast knew it. thing.

That means the other person is a complete lunatic!

Sartre immediately became more vigilant.

At the same time, the doctor's pupils shrank suddenly, he scratched his face with both hands, and he couldn't control his rage. He shouted: "You must have some plans for my god, you deserve to die!"

Thousands of ghosts under his feet erupted, almost instantly killing Sartre, killing him on the spot.

Sartre was about to react, but the people in the temple conference room reacted a second faster than him.

Mo Sui urgently evacuated Sartre from the scene, and the demons released by the doctor swatted away the demons and let out a horrifying scream. The terrifying sound waves directly smashed the buildings within a radius of 100 meters from the center of the circle to pieces.

The people in the white building felt numb at first sight.

The evacuation of Satyr was the unanimous opinion of most people in the temple meeting room, and they all realized that the situation was unusual.

"Is there really someone from another plane here?" Mo Sui stood up, looking shocked.

"Do you know him?" Juaner turned to ask Olan.

Although Olan has never been to other planes, he has been to several inter-dimensional dungeons, and the same is true for Bai Bian. It is impossible for those of them who specialize in combat skills to have no contact with people from the outer plane. They should know some strong people from the outer plane.

"I don't know him, I've never seen him before." Olan shook his head when he came back to his senses. He had to say that the doctor-looking man was indeed a bit outrageous and difficult to deal with.

Bai Bian also shook his head, "I haven't seen him before. He didn't appear in [Babel Tower]."

Sartre, who realized that he had been recalled, came over and said to Mo Sui: "But he is very strong, and he has the aura of the divine realm on his body, so he should have something to do with that person."

Sartre might be a little dissatisfied with Mo Sui and the others for withdrawing him, but he knew after a moment's thought that Mo Sui and the others' judgment was correct, and they really shouldn't take action before knowing the details of their opponent.

"We should not be enemies with him before he expresses his intention." Sartre added.

Everyone in the conference room looked at each other. Obviously, after Sartre said this, this incident was beyond their scope of authority.

"Perhaps, maybe it's a companion?" The curious hunter touched his chin, and a strange thought arose in his heart.

They only knew about that person's present, and knew nothing about that person's past other than rumors.

"But the other side already regards us as enemies." Moss sighed. All of them were confused about this matter.

"He is that believer, and so are we..." Mo Sui's eyes changed slightly mid-sentence.

At this time, Olan suddenly remembered something and blurted out: "Dark Church..."

"What?" Bai Bian said in surprise.

"Isn't that a legend? Is it true?" Even Juan'er looked incredible.

Before coming here, they didn't really believe in the existence of that person, so accordingly, they didn't care much about the church that claimed to worship that person. Now thinking back, they realized this problem.

But the Dark Church is a very mysterious organization, revealing less information than the Infinite System itself. Where is their base, how many people are there, what is the doctrine, etc., everything is a mystery.

A rumor that is widely circulated among the strong in the Infinite World says that the base of the Dark Church is outside all planes, in a place called Ark.

And the legend about that place is even more bizarre, and Oran remembered the words of a senior in [Tower of Babel].

At that time, the senior who claimed to have lived in the Infinite World for almost a thousand years said that the Ark existed, that place was independent of all time and space, a bit like some god-level copies, but it was not a copy, but a real place where gods once appeared.

Oran didn't think much about it at the time, but now he wants to find this senior again and ask what happened.

"If it is really the Dark Church, things may be very troublesome. I have heard some rumors before, such as the plane massacre..." Jacks, the president of the Mercenary Union, was halfway through speaking, and he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling when he thought of the crazy behavior of that person just now.

The temple meeting room suddenly fell into silence.

Some people were thinking about the Dark Church, and some were reflecting on themselves. What the madman said actually hit their hearts to some extent. Among them, except for Sartre, how many people have no intention of God?

Theocracy is omnipotent. Such an omnipotent existence, except for pure faith, once knowing that God is real, will there be anyone in the infinite world who doesn't want to pray to God and let God fulfill his wishes.

However, soon, Mo Sui broke the silence at the scene and said: "Let's wait for that person to give instructions on this matter. We try to keep a distance from each other. The round table has only removed two people now, and the current task is the most important."

Everyone nodded immediately.

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Their decision was seen by Zuo Tong next door.

Zuo Tong blinked, first glanced at Sartre, then at the doctor below the plane. He paused, as if comparing something, and then looked away three seconds later, as if thinking.

Nuomituan patted Zuo Tong, expressing his doubts.

Zuo Tong looked at Nuomituan, shook his head, and nodded.

Nuomituan smiled, and the light on his body suddenly lit up. He listened to Zuo Tong's words and operated his power, which soon took effect. The degree of liberation reached 3, and he was very happy.

Zuo Tong poked Nuomituan's head, asking him not to get carried away.

Nuomituan shook his head and still smiled foolishly.

They seemed to know something, so they also thought that Bei Heng knew it.

But in fact, Bei Heng didn't know.

The picture that Zuo Tong broadcast to Bei Heng was delayed. When Bei Heng finished watching the confrontation between Sartre and the doctor, the meeting room above had almost reached a consensus and gave the problem to himself.

"Hmm..." Bei Heng was very confused. He had no memory of this doctor who suddenly appeared. Although the other party's face was blurred in the broadcast, he should not have met such a person in his memory.

Could the other party be a believer of the Lord God? Bei Heng thought about it. He was not the Lord God. If he was discovered by the true believers of the Lord God, he would definitely be angry. He had never heard of the Dark Church before, but he could roughly infer from the rumors that it was a mysterious organization that spanned the infinite world. The number of members was unknown, but taking this doctor as an example, if we deduce it, I am afraid that everyone has unique skills and is extremely powerful.

Now is obviously not the time to be enemies with them. If possible, we should avoid them forever.

Bei Heng thought while watching the broadcast from Zuo Tong.

At this time, the doctor's crazy actions in the city did not stop. More evil spirits rushed out of his shadow.

The evil spirits were like black waves, rushing around. They were all looking for or sensing the existence of the target.

"...It's you, it's you!" The doctor was furious and looked crazy and out of control.

The NPCs in the city were all scared to death, and all hid in their rooms. But perhaps it was the doctor's instruction, these evil spirits did not hurt the NPCs, and almost all ran towards the players.

"You... are good memories." The pale-faced doctor lowered his head and suddenly said this sentence, as if he was evaluating the NPCs. He showed "kindness" to the soulless NPCs, but hated the players and wanted to destroy them all.

"Ugly things, impure things, all deserve to die!"

The doctor locked his eyes on a player, and his bloodshot eyes burst into murderous aura. The player immediately fell to the ground in fear, and fainted the next second.

Seeing this scene, the system 001 of the Infinite System was stunned.

Bei Heng looked at this scene and was still thinking. He found that this person seemed to be not controlled by the rules and could use the power of a player without limit. In addition, this person seemed not to be a complete body.

The players on the scene were all scared. Regardless of the strong or weak, each used the city transfer to escape to other cities.

Players on the forum who still suspected that the extradimensional beings were just rumors immediately corrected their perceptions.

"Fuck! Oh my god, there really are people from the outer planes!!!"

"Help, who is that person? Is he really a player? Why do I feel like he and I are not the same creature at all!"

"What the hell is this? What kind of ability does he have? There are so many ghosts in him, I almost fainted from fright."

"Big trade unions, please help. Someone come and deal with the outsiders."

Netizens on the Infinite Forum were in mourning. Under the influence of this catalyst, the virtual union under Juaner's plan was actually established in response to the current situation.

The players in the white building were worried about the development of the situation and were surprised at the same time. They did not expect that their strategies would come into reality so smoothly one by one.

In Mo Sui's original strategy, in the second and third stages, they wanted to portray outsiders in public opinion and become that person's enemy to enhance credibility. But I didn't expect that people really came from outside, and they created such a huge formation as soon as they came, which broke all the players' suspicion and made all the players have to believe and realize that they were in danger. Regardless of whether they are strong or weak, they have no way to escape now that the dungeon system has not been repaired. They can only stay in the plane and let the other party slaughter them.

"This is a good opportunity." Chen Feiyi couldn't help but said.

At the same time, the top leaders of the Olympus Union and the Twilight Union also noticed these situations.

At the high-level meeting of the Olympus Trade Union, its president stood up angrily and cursed: "Damn, why is it so sudden? Didn't you find anything in advance?"

The staff officer lowered his head and said: "There have been high-level assassinations on the edge of the mainland before, but I think there is something fishy about this matter and it needs to be verified, so I didn't report it in time."

The president glared angrily and scolded: "Check it for me! I want to know where he came from! And how to deal with him!"

At the same time, the president of the Twilight Union and the visiting Tel Aviv looked surprised at the same time.

"Is this what my intuition is referring to?" Tel Aviv stood up and turned to look at the city where Sen Luo lived. It was safe when he went there in the morning, but now he looked at it from a distance of several kilometers. You can see the ominous aura rising into the sky. He just contacted Sen Luo, but Sen Luo didn't reply. This is almost impossible for Sen Luo, who hates unread messages and replies quickly every time.

Something happened to that Sen Luo, and he probably died. After realizing this, Tel Aviv looked a little ugly and frowned.

"People from the outer plane invaded so easily."

The president of the Twilight Union glanced at Tel Aviv. Not long ago, Tel Aviv came to the Twilight Union and made a bunch of imaginary remarks. He didn't pay attention. He just felt that Tel Aviv was probably influenced by [Blue City] and had some unrealistic ideas. .

Intuition is a very mysterious thing. People can believe it or not. This is all free. But now, the president of the Twilight Union had to change his mind.

"It seems your intuition is right, something big is going to happen in our plane."

Tel Aviv turned around and corrected: "It has already happened."

"It's all the same." The president of the Twilight Union didn't care about details, only about specific things. He smiled and said to Tel Aviv: "How about you go and meet for a while? I heard that you like to fight with people. "

Tel Aviv hesitated for half a second and said: "I like to fight with people who know the 'ins and outs'. Whether the other party is a human being or not is a question."

The president of the Twilight Union showed an expression that was indeed the case, and then said: "Then let's wait and see before taking action."

at the same time.

Bei Heng had several thoughts in his mind.

It is better to use the power of this outsider to deal with those big trade unions first. After all, the fewer enemies, the better.

Bei Heng thought for a while and decided to wake up the blue butterfly in himself.

The blue butterfly flew out from the tattoo on Beiheng's neck. It flapped its wings and circled around Beiheng happily several times. He seemed very happy when he woke up.

Bei Heng also noticed that Blue Butterfly's liberation level had reached 3 unknowingly. No wonder he was so happy.

The slightly flamboyant blue butterfly quickly flew back to the back of Beiheng's hand. He seemed to sense that Beiheng had something to ask him to help, so he became even more happy, and his beautiful wings flapped blue light particles.

Bei Heng looked at him, hesitated for a few seconds, and then told him that he needed him to leave for a while to help him lure someone away.

Blue Butterfly tilted his head, as if he didn't understand his task very well.

Bei Heng said it again.

Blue Butterfly finally understood, but he didn't quite understand. He even flew a question mark in the air, seeming to ask: "Why did you leave that human being?"

He seems to have confused something. The meanings of leaving and leading away are quite different. Bei Heng was a little confused, but he still let Blue Butterfly go out and take action.

The blue butterfly is the main god's prop and the main god's power, and naturally carries the pure aura of the main god.

Since the outsider has determined that this plane has the existence he is looking for, it is only a matter of time before he discovers the "Props of the Lord God". Even if he does not discover it now, he will soon find it in the copy of this plane from the player's memory. The main god's props appear three times.

Instead of hiding it, it is better to reveal it in advance, after all, it is unavoidable.

In this state, the other party should be able to quickly detect the presence of the blue butterfly and be led away smoothly, Bei Heng thought to himself.

The next second, the blue butterfly flashed over the headquarters city of Olympus.

He glanced at the humans under the clouds for a few times without paying any attention to them.

A few minutes passed.

The crazy doctor suddenly raised his head.

He seemed to sense something, the murderous intent in his eyes faded, and deep piety emerged. He turned around and looked around, his eyes as if looking into the distance.

Beiheng in the distance saw that he really felt the breath of the blue butterfly. While being surprised, he also felt some...apologies.

This person is very similar to Sartre, Beiheng suddenly thought.

"But... they are different people." Beiheng shook his head again, his eyes a little dark, there are some things he has never dug deep.

He is also aware of this, but... extra thoughts are easy to form fantasies and lead to misjudgment.

Beiheng found that he seemed to be a conservative, and he was not so daring to try many things.

Whether conservative or not, as long as the result is good, isn't it good?

Beiheng looked at the doctor in the broadcast screen and sighed in his heart.

However, the next second, things went beyond his expectations.

Just when he thought the doctor would move towards the position of the blue butterfly, the doctor turned around and walked in another direction.

The end of the continent in that direction is the port city where Beiheng is.

"How could it be..." Beiheng was shocked.

The doctor didn't go to the blue butterfly, but came to him.

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