After I became the infinite flow boss

Satellite City No. 5, a marginal community where homeless people live, in a small room.

Flies and cockroaches were biting and eating around a human corpse. The corpse belonged to a middle-aged NPC. He took advantage of the curfew to break into and rob houses for three consecutive days, killing ten citizens.

The flower of evil planted by Zhou Hengshan continued to grow on his body, and finally swelled completely at nightfall. It ignored his cries and howls, devoured his bones, flesh, internal organs, and finally his brain, and assimilated his corpse.

Now, this overly bloated NPC stood up staggeringly. Flies overflowed from the damaged mouth of its body and fell to the floor. Dirty black blood flowed from its mouth and nose in an endless stream. It leaned down, its rotten eyeballs fell directly out of its sockets, and quickly squirming insects emerged from them. Its body tilted, and then suddenly trembled, and a low roar like a beast came out of its mouth. Every time it took a step, Strange dense black lines will appear on the ground, emitting a strong stench.

This middle-aged NPC lived like a foul-smelling parasite during life, and became an egg bed for evil insects after death.

The Cleaning Team of the Killing God Guild is about to approach this area. Its neck rotates like a machine and it stares in the direction of the living person with its non-existent eyeballs. There is a gloomy death aura in the empty eye sockets.

Bei Heng still has more than a dozen similar NPCs like this in City No. 5, but they are too scattered and difficult to deal with the group-based Killing God Guild team.

But if you don't act, these chess pieces will be detected by the mental threshold detector and eliminated one by one. If they are not used, they will be wasted. If they are available, there is also the risk of exposing one's abilities in advance. The former will only lose the chess pieces, but the latter may expose the fatal trump card. .

Bei Heng kept switching perspectives and constructing the terrain of the place in his mind. He had to make a choice, whether to take action in advance or to hibernate first.

At this time, a huge explosion suddenly came from the distance.

After switching several perspectives, Bei Heng saw a building not far away burning with more than ten floors of fire.

Either other players are fighting against the Killing God Guild, or the native monsters in this city are fighting against the Killing God Guild.

Bei Heng noticed that the Killing God Guild had increased its troops for this purpose, and a black car carrying a large cannon galloped past on the road in the distance.

With the current strength of the Killing God Guild players, will there be any opponents that need to be seriously fought? Bei Heng thought for half a second and made a decision.

"Just think of an assassination method that won't reveal your ability easily." He intuitively felt that there was something or someone he was looking for.

At the same time, the fast-moving black car stopped, and the third elite team of the Killing God Guild stepped out of it. The leader was named Qi Luo. He was about two meters tall, with a strong build, tough features, and stern eyes.

Many people know that Chilo's name is in the plane numbered 049. He has a long game time, broad knowledge, and strong strength. It is said that he can rival the top 100 masters on the infinite list in a short time, and his game level has reached the third stage. With the individual talent enabled, the strength of the soul is extraordinary.

Before entering [Blue and Strange City] this time, Mo Sui specially gave Chilo a high-level power-up item so that he could use his individual talents for a short period of time under the restrictions of high-level dungeons.

Now, he may be able to compete with players of Oran's level, but unfortunately [Blue City] is too restrictive, and his single-target combat strength is very limited, and he still has to rely on hot weapons.

"The president's order is to arrest him alive if he can. If he can't, just keep the body. If it doesn't work, just leave it."

Quirrell got out of the car without making any unnecessary movements. He quickly walked into the team and became the commander of the team in a blink of an eye.

"The opponent is tentatively determined to be a monster with the Assassin-differentiated profession, which is in a violent state. We have surrounded this area." A bald head came forward to report.

"Continue to occupy the avenue and advance as a team. Don't worry about the alleys and streets for the time being. The opponent seems to be very impulsive and wants to kill us, so how can we not prepare a good dish for it."

Quirrell's face was extremely cold. Behind him were three black guns-carrying cars driving slowly. More than a dozen of them were walking on the road in three columns. Their car lights were turned on to the brightest, shining far ahead of the road. They looked like bait, and at the same time there was no doubt that It is also a mockery of the monsters ahead.

This is psychological warfare. If the opponent's monster does not fight and chooses to retreat, its living space will be infinitely reduced, and it will die in the end.

Quirrell, who was holding the automated gun with one hand, glanced around. This place was a residential area. When the war started, they did not disperse the residents first like the original execution department did. Instead, they started the war directly, knocking down dozens of houses, causing From time to time, NPCs could be heard sobbing all around, which was disturbing.

Quirrell had been waiting for the president to simply issue an order to massacre the city and wipe out these NPCs completely, but he remembered that they still had not enough players, and it would be troublesome to clean up the corpses by then, so he did not make this suggestion to Mo Sui.

As for why you hate NPCs so much? Quirrell sneered. Three years ago, he broke through the barrier of soul strength and gained the innate ability to see through the essence of the soul at a certain level. With this ability, he saw through many things, such as NPCs that had no souls and only had fixed action logic. Special means for clearing levels are hidden among new players, veteran players, and various monsters and monsters in the dungeon.

His talent gave him a pair of good eyes, so he had a broad field of vision and his cognition was at a higher level than those around him. It was also because of this that he had a higher ability to recognize people and saw President Mo Sui's specialness that was beyond ordinary people. place.

In Qi Luo's eyes, the NPCs in this dungeon are extremely simple, empty inside, and their minds are as dry as cabbage. Especially those so-called monsters, whose simple souls are distorted by evil, and are extremely smelly. Just looking at them can make him extremely sick.

Qi Luo was not a mysophobia patient before, but since he opened that talent, he can't tolerate more and more sand in his eyes. Almost every time he goes to the dungeon, he will kill a large number of NPCs to relieve his anxiety.

This time, Mo Sui sent Qi Luo to the scene, in addition to valuing Qi Luo's strength, it is probably to let Qi Luo relieve pressure. At least, Qi Luo himself thinks so.

"Hehe, it seems that you are not that powerful. Are you hiding because you can't see people?"

Facing the empty road, Qi Luo continued to speak harshly, "You can hide, you can't run away!"

The other dozen people beside him immediately paid attention and sensed all directions.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from above their heads, coming from a huge black ball with a radius of dozens of meters in the air. In the darkness, countless tentacles fell from the skin of the black ball, shooting down rapidly like a rain of bullets, covering the sky.

More than a dozen players immediately grabbed their shields to block, and the bullet carts behind them raised their guns at the black ball in the sky at the same time.

Boom! Bang! Countless bullets swept, dozens of loud noises came out at the same time, the black ball was exploded and scattered, but one of their gun carts was also shot down and unable to move, and a player was crushed to death inside.

That ball was originally a person, but later he did too many evil things and swelled into something like a balloon, becoming the first chess piece used by Beiheng to calculate.

"Fuck!" The bald player cursed at the destroyed artillery vehicle, "Fuck, these monsters are getting more and more outrageous. They just rushed up without thinking before, but this black ball is definitely setting us up! The mental threshold detector didn't respond!"

Qiluo glanced at him, "Why are you panicking? It's just a ball. We killed another monster. Let's continue."

A dozen people walked forward cursing. Some of the remains of the black ball fell on them, but they were too small and they didn't notice it.

Suddenly, in front of the road illuminated by the headlights, a headless bloated monster swung its arms and rushed towards them at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

A dozen players opened fire at the same time, shooting the bloated monster in the headwind. When it rushed to them, the bloated monster was left with a pile of bones and flesh.

"Tsk." Qiluo showed a disgusted expression, but at the same time he also felt that something was wrong.

The surrounding residential areas became quiet unconsciously. Obviously, the gunshots were so loud, and the residents nearby didn't even turn on the night lights, or turned them off.

There was a bend in the road ahead, and the wind from the high-rise building blew with a strong smell of blood.

"Hey, I guess the monster we are looking for is waiting for us in front."

Quirrell patted the dust off his body. He stared at that place with full concentration and did not notice whether he had slapped something sticky on his palm.

A dozen players also concentrated their attention, and the artillery car followed closely behind, approaching the bend step by step.

They saw that the opponent had already appeared before they reached the bend. No, to be precise, they only saw a residual image!

Snap! In just a moment, a figure suddenly appeared from the darkness on the right side of the road. A player was killed by a knife, and his powerful □□ strength was completely unable to play.

"Fuck! It's coming!" The other players suddenly burst out with the strongest □□ strength, increasing their strength and speed to the extreme.

Quirrell threw away the semi-automatic □□ on the spot, grabbed two short knives, his eyeballs burst into blood, and he immediately activated his talent!

Bang! The bald player on the left shouted, "Here!"

The bald player quickly fired dozens of shots, almost outlining the assassin's figure, but the assassin rushed straight to him and cut off the gun in his hand and his head with a knife.

This should have been impossible, because the bald player's strength was not that weak, at least he had the speed to dodge the previous attack, but only the dead bald player himself knew that when the assassin was about to kill him, he wanted to fight back, but his arm suddenly became uncontrollable like a cramp, and he was killed by the opponent in a half-second pause. This death was too aggrieved.

Almost all other players did not notice this, except for Quirrell, who had extraordinary eyesight.

The next second, another player was killed in the same way.

It seemed that even the monster was a little surprised that he could kill the other party so easily.

Quirrell in the back instantly thought that the death of the two companions was mostly due to themselves, not the monster. What on earth was going on.

Bang! The wind was scattering blood, and two more players fell to the ground and died.

This time, the monster seemed to be convinced of something, and its movements became more and more agile, and even faster and faster. It stood in the middle of the road in the shape of a human, with a stern face, covered with blood, and its eyes were full of madness and excitement.

Did anything worth celebrating happen in the last few seconds? Qi Luo frowned immediately, and an ominous premonition emerged.

"Fuck you!" A player from the God Killer Guild, who was good at speed, grabbed the automatic □□ with both hands and swept it, determined to cut off the monster's life.

However, in an instant, the player suddenly vomited black blood, and finger-sized worms gushed out of the blood. He widened his eyes, looked at the disgusting scene on the ground, lost his mind for a moment, and his head was cut off in the blink of an eye.

"Fuck! What's going on? Why is he spitting out bugs!" The few players who saw this scene were shocked, and the other players were also pale. What does this mean? It means that they were attacked by a monster without knowing it!

"Fuck, recover blood and kill viruses quickly, there are bugs in our bodies--" The player who shouted this sentence was killed by a knife in an instant, split in half.

Qi Luo immediately retreated frantically, trying to buy time to use anti-virus props, but the monster seemed to see through his mind and threw everyone away and rushed straight towards him.

"Protect me quickly!" Qi Luo roared.

Several players reacted immediately and were about to intercept the monster, but their hands and feet were bulging with blue veins at the same time, and the evil bugs inside were swiftly killing their hearts, and some even rushed out of their skin surface, and the severe pain from the nerves was driving people crazy.

"Ahhhhhhh!" More than a dozen people screamed at the same time, twitching all over.

Quirrell, who had used the anti-virus props to buy time, saw this scene and felt his scalp tingling. In his eyes, these companions of his had lost their human form and were covered with deformed multi-limbed evil insects. Most of them were hopeless.

It was caused by the black ball and the expansion monster just now. Quirrell knew the reason. When they killed these monsters just now, they got some of the monsters' tissues on their bodies. These tissues penetrated into their flesh and skin in just a few minutes, hatching a large number of evil insects to erode their bodies.

Damn, what a vicious method! Quirrell was angry, his eyes widened, staring at the monster in front of him, gritting his teeth. This time he was embarrassed, he had to kill this monster! Otherwise, how could he go back to see the president!

In the previous few rounds of competition, he had found that although the humanoid monster in front of him was very strong, it was not enough to beat him head-on. The advantage of the assassin was the unexpected attack. Its strength was greatly reduced after it showed its true form, and it could definitely not beat him.

Of course, at the same time, the furious Quirrell also used his talent to see through the true form of the monster.

This monster NPC unexpectedly had the same soul as the player, and it was not an ordinary soul. It was pure and too clean, which was completely inconsistent with the madness it showed. It was not as ugly and dirty as other monsters in the dungeon, full of distortion, and every pore was filled with sin. This monster was not like a monster at all, and was more like a human than any player Quirrell had seen in the infinite world!

It must be said that when Quirrell saw part of the essence of the other party's soul, he was somewhat surprised, but at this moment, Quirrell knew better that he must kill this person!

However, Sartre turned to look at Quirrell, and the madness in his eyes gradually calmed down, showing deep admiration and awe. He was not looking at Quirrell at all, but behind Quirrell.

Quirrell, who noticed this, paused, and his back was instantly chilled. A huge pressure came from behind him, which was extremely terrifying.

Was he attacked from both sides? Quirrell made a judgment, and while guarding against Sartre, he looked at the source of the pressure with his peripheral vision.

"What is this!?"

Qiluo, who could see the essence of the soul of the object to a certain extent, had his pupils shrink suddenly. The sudden fear was like a sea of ​​deformed insects drilling into his heart at the same time, so that his legs suddenly became weak and he fell to the side of the road in a very ridiculous way.

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