After the Full-Level Boss Entered the Infinite Game By Mistake

"Okay, what do you want to ask, beauty." The emperor sank his body on the dignified and luxurious throne, resting his chin with one hand and admiring the flawless face of the young man in front of him, "I must know everything and say everything."

Bai Lixin looked around, a little stunned.

This is the place he first explored when he came to this world, the second floor of the undead dungeon.

Many torches were already lit up in the dark surroundings, and the surroundings were almost as bright as day against the backdrop of the torches.

All the frescoes engraved on the wall were exposed, including the three he discovered at the beginning, and the few that Xia Chi accidentally discovered later.

On the throne where the emperor sat, the red undead treasure was re-installed on it.

Bai Lixin looked at the paintings and found them later. In fact, he had seen these paintings with the help of the system, and now he is just looking at them again.

The warriors were invincible. After triumphing, they were crowned and finally became the lord of a country.

Bai Lixin looked at the mural in which the emperor raised his hand and begged the sky. He stretched out his hand towards the sky, trying to open his mouth and begging somewhere.

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

Under the emperor's neckline, the pendant of the cross is revealed.

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

It can't be just a coincidence. The emperor goes out on a mission, and everything he wears on his body is exquisite.

Some are for offense, some are for protection, some are for prayer.

Bai Lixin frowned slightly. He looked at the cross, and then at the emperor, who seemed to be calm as he entered his own home, and asked in surprise, "Is you the one painted on this mural?"

The emperor let out a "huh", raised his brows, leaned slightly, leaned on the throne lazily, "Oh~ you can see this? You are not only good-looking, but also very smart, I really like you more and more. already."

really.

Bai Lixin: "These murals look at the regolith and have a history of thousands of years."

"So, the undead were created because of you?"

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

"My name" the emperor pondered for a moment, "It's been too long, even I have forgotten myself. I have lived in this world for too long, I used to be a tasker, a magician, a prophet, and an immortal king. .Even when I was a human emperor for a while, and finally I got tired of everything, I became the current emperor."

"As for the undead race, you are right, a large part of the reason for its appearance is me."

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

The emperor held his cheeks lazily, as if he was lost in thought.

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

"By the way, how many floors are there in the game hall now?"

Bai Lixin: "The 999th floor."

The emperor was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing. His laughter was so crazy, as if he wanted to laugh his stomach out of his mouth, "999th floor, 999th floor, it's really amazing."

"When we first entered this game, there were only a mere 20 floors, and there were not many dungeons, just a handful. Players who participated in the game, we will all know each other after a long time."

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

"The owner of that face, I am very familiar with his name, also called Dijia. When I picked up that little bastard back then, it was because of his arrogant and indifferent appearance that he resembled Dijia, so I gave him this name. name."

"He is a legend among our players. All games are cleared with the highest ratings, and the clearance skills obtained from his mouth are also the most practical. But he is too pretentious, and always has a big heart. It looks like it doesn't take the initiative to take care of people when it's not customs clearance."

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

"I know it's not the same person, but asking 'Dijia' to call me 'Master' makes me feel irritated when I think about it."

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

"You ask me why I hate him so much, right? Everyone tried their best to get through the level, but he was the only one who was unscathed every time, making us all look like embarrassed clowns, how could I Not jealous."

"This dungeon didn't have so many races before, there were only three races: humans, beasts, and night elves. It wasn't difficult when I came in, and I got the clearance information from Dija."

"Is this dungeon of yours now a ten-player version? We were just a simple two-player version at that time. Everyone was able to get out without injury, but then there was a small problem."

"The idiot who came in with me also triggered the agency even though he had the cheats for customs clearance. He was killed by the agency, and I hid in a secret room to escape."

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

"Since that day I've been waiting for other players to enter this dungeon so I can get out. But I've waited for years and the system has been dark and never lights up again

Get up. You know that feeling? ! The Emperor's tone suddenly became cold, and he poked his chest angrily, "With such a large copy, everyone is an NPC, only I am a living human being! You know that loneliness? ! "

"What's even more ridiculous is that these NPCs are still pretending to be living people, just a bunch of data people, and they want to get married and have children. It's ridiculous. I'm numb in one place, it's a low-level data world anyway, and I have nothing to do. If you do it, you will lead the army to fight, and then you will usurp the throne."

The emperor pointed to the surrounding murals and laughed happily like a child, "I'm awesome, I played the magical world into a siege game. Not only did I become the emperor, but I also robbed the surrounding territories. ."

"But the last time, I failed."

"As I was dying, I suddenly remembered the game lobby again." The emperor's voice began to tremble, "I can't die here, I don't want to die here alone, no one finds out, I don't want to be a set of game data. I want to live!"

"When I was about to die, I remembered the forbidden technique 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 ask him to give me eternal life."

"As long as I live forever, I can wait forever. Ten years, twenty years, fifty years, or even a hundred years, as long as the dungeon can be opened, I can still leave this ghost place."

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

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

"One day, the destined person will baptize the greenery with a rain of light. He is as hot as a newborn, but as wise as an old man. He is very young, but very old. He has the blood of the gods in his body, and his arrival The mixed blood will be born, the source of the undead will be cut off, the Sibi continent ruled by the four clans will come to an end, and hope and order will return to the new continent."

Speaking of this, the Emperor sneered, "Isn't the source of the undead clan just me? Isn't the source of killing the undead clan to kill me?! How can I allow it?"

"So I tampered with the prophecy and spread it out. Just need to change a few simple words in it, and the hero who saves the continent will become the devil everyone shouts and beats."

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

"But at the end, the evil god also told me that the destined person is the only one who can bring me back to life. 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 survived! So I have been looking for the destined person all these years, but I never expected that the destined person turned out to be a player."

"Fortunately, I accidentally discovered the existence of Diga." The emperor said tired, changed his posture and continued, "I have always been brooding about this prophecy, and tried to kill him in many ways at that time. But The undead power that the undead gave him can restore him every time."

Bai Lixin's breathing became a little heavier, and the palm hidden in his sleeve clenched tightly.

The Emperor sighed: "He is too capable, I have tortured him so much, he is neither dead nor crazy. There is no way, I have to change my strategy and keep instilling the concept of mission in him. Let him either be himself If you end it, or you will become enemies with the destined person."

"Whatever it is, it's what I want to see."

"When I'm sure his sense of mission is established, I'll leave with fake death."

The emperor was silent for a few seconds, "The cause and effect are basically like this, what else do you not understand?"

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

Emperor: "Heh, why? I don't suffer from widowhood, but inequity. They are all players. I am obviously smarter and more skilled than them. Why should I be born at the wrong time? If I want to be an NPC so immortal, they will Can I leave the dungeon? Even if I die, I have to pull a back."

Bai Lixin: "What about the orcs? Why do you want to help Earl Al to usurp the throne? Why do you want those furs?"

Emperor: "The main reason is that my body is afraid of cold, and I need to keep warm all year round, but I don't want to have a stove, it's too choking, so I want to get more fur. But the previous beastmaster was stubborn, of course I have to help. I'm the one that works."

"You do so much," Bai Lixin narrowed his eyes, "just because you're afraid of the cold?"

"Otherwise?" The Emperor shrugged, "Anyway, it's a group of NPCs, and the number of kills is just to increase my kill count."

Bai Lixin sneered slightly from the corner of his mouth, "I have another question that I'm curious about. Since you have become an undead, why can you keep 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 so ugly, I passed the throne to my puppet. . Then I developed a magic that could rob life from a living human body. Certainly not a beating heart, just flesh and skin from my body."

"People have lived for a long time, and they like to fiddle with things, and they also want to be more refined. Anyway, they are all plundered, so let's just do it in one step and plunder the skin."

"Am I very smart? The magic I developed is very powerful, right?" The Emperor smiled, "How can a genius like me eat and die in this garbage book?"

"By the way," the Emperor asked Xiang Bailishin, as if remembering something, "How many floors has Dijia climbed to now in the game hall?"

Bai Lixin raised his eyes and glanced at the emperor with the end of his eyes, "Do you think he

How many floors are you on now? "

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

Bai Lixin: "Uh, I really don't know that."

He paused, "But on the leaderboard, I haven't seen the name 'Dijia'."

"Haven't seen it?" The Emperor was stunned for two seconds. "How is this possible? Even he is dead?"

Bai Lixin hinted: "It is also possible that Li has left? Do you still want to know the ranking of other people? I may be able to help you check it from the ranking."

If the names he read were on these rankings, he might be able to find those people to inquire about the events of the year.

The emperor touched his chin: "I remember that there was another person who was quite powerful at the time, called Tan Yue. How many floors was he on?"

In Bai Lixin's slightly drooping eyelids, his eyes flickered twice: "He's not on the rankings either."

The emperor was surprised: "It's not even that? Has it been so many years outside? Or are they all dead?"

It turns out that Di Jia He Tan Yue was the same batch of players who entered the dungeon, and was also the first batch of players.

"Is there anyone else?" Bai Lixin continued to ask.

Emperor: "Other people are quite ordinary, so my impression is not very deep. If I really want to talk about it, I still remember one person. His name is Song Yuantian. Is he in the rankings?"

Song Yuantian?

He seemed to be impressed by the name.

Bai Lixin opened the leaderboard and found Song Yuantian's name in the search bar.

The 94th place on the list, Song Yuantian, is currently on the 789th floor. (Affiliated Guild: Sand Sea Guild. Identity: President.)

The president of the third guild that specialized in collecting beauties was this man named Song Yuantian.

Bai Lixin closed the ranking list and looked up at the emperor who cast curious eyes: "I found it, he is now ranked 94th, is the president of the Sand Sea Guild, and is now on the 789th floor."

"Fuck," the emperor slapped the handrail heavily when he heard the words, "that crane tail has climbed to the 789th floor?! I'm still the president? If I were still in the game hall, I must have climbed to the 999th floor by now, you Believe it or not!"

Bai Lixin shook his head, "I don't quite believe it, what floor were you on when you came in?"

The emperor sneered, "There are things that don't know Mount Tai. Before I entered this dungeon, I was ranked third! With so many players, I ranked third! The first is Dijia, the second is Tanyue! Song Yuantian is the coward. , you have to cry with the thighs of labor and capital when you cross the border, do you understand?! Let me ask you, is this guild powerful? Is it just a garbage guild that is not in the mainstream?"

Bai Lixin: "No, it's quite powerful. In the entire game guild, the Shahai Guild ranks third, and it can be regarded as an absolute strong guild."

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

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

Bai Lixin: ""

Are you making fun of me by telling jokes? Still number one? That's his old attacking position, you're a fart.

You're not even a fart.

Also if, what if.

"You have been in this world for a thousand years, and you still think 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 also red, and they cry and despair. , also sadness and joy, didn't you feel uncomfortable when you killed them?"

Emperor: "Uncomfortable? What's not to be uncomfortable about? No matter how realistic it is, it's still an AI avatar. All I care about is the record. It's none of my business if they die or live."

Bai Lixin: "Even if it is an AI virtual character, when the AI ​​is so real that it is completely life-like, I think it should at least stop and think about whether they should only be regarded as a dead object. When an object is given a With feelings and life, it has been separated from its most primitive identity."

"Don't tell me these big truths here," the emperor waved his hand impatiently, "I can tell you so much, it's just a special treatment for you and I want to know from your mouth how the game hall is going. You really Treat yourself as a dish?"

"Let me tell you, even if I start from scratch now, it won't take long for me to catch up with them and become the one on the list!"

Bai Lixin's eyes were as cold as frost. Seeing his eyes, the emperor was instantly furious, "Don't look at me with this kind of eyes! That goddamn bastard in Dijia was so arrogant in the game hall back then. That little bastard also looked at me with this look, and now even your stinky scumbag dares?!"

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

He opened the backpack bar, "Let me send you a word."

Emperor: "What?"

The pure white sickle instantly appeared in Bai Lixin's hand, the young man kicked slightly, and the voice of anger resounded through the entire hall in an instant: "I am your uncle, go to the emperor of Nima, labor and capital will send you to the west now!"

At the same time, a whirlwind suddenly appeared.

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

Diga: ""

Baby so brave, love it!

Xia Chi: ""

Brother, can you be so irritable? Niubi ah.

Li Cancan \u0026 Liang Xi: ""

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

Studio.

It's over, it's over, Xin Shen is blown away! All the way, trash emperor!

I have heard a lot just now, and the amount of information seems to be huge. Why did I suddenly forget it?

I forgot too! But he just thinks this emperor is a piece of rubbish, the kind of goddamn that he would die even if he died 10,000 times. Being able to provoke the light-hearted God Xin into scolding people is enough to show what kind of rubbish he is.

I remember him saying that he killed a lot of people, lived for a long time, was the source of the undead race, and tampered with the prophecy, so I remember so much, it should be right?

Why do we have collective amnesia? Is the system secretly doing something to us? !

Shit, garbage system, not only got us into this fucking place, but also tampered with our memories!

On the 999-story tower, the man gathered his beautiful eyebrows, and his dark eyes flickered.

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

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

In front of him stood a young man whose face could not be seen clearly, and the two seemed to discuss something face to face.

The sickle holding the beautiful white streamer tail rushed in front of the emperor in a second, directly cutting the emperor by the waist.

However, this pretty ghost-like young man just made a big laugh, and his body instantly turned into a cloud of smoke. The smoke gathered in mid-air, quickly condensed and rubbed, and returned to a healthy body.

Emperor: "It was a waste of effort, I said that I am immortal, you can't kill me."

"Compared to me, you are still far behind. What if there is a prophecy, what if you are really destined? As long as you kill you, the dead end in the prophecy will be broken! I also want to thank you Provide me with a heart and make me human again. You ants, you all have to die!"

The torches on the wall of the main hall suddenly went out, and with the extinguishment of the torches, Xia Chi and the others suddenly felt that their breathing began to be difficult.

The three of them knelt on the ground in pain, clutching their throats and opening their mouths, trying to take a deep breath.

However, the feeling of suffocation was like maggots attached to their bones, and they were constantly eroding and tormenting them.

In his ears, the emperor's sharp and piercing sneer continued one after another, as if mocking their fragility and incomprehension.

Bai Lixin's eyes were cold, and he raised the sickle in his hand above his head: "He is pulling out the oxygen in this hall."