After I became the infinite flow boss

The screen in the live broadcast room kept changing angles. id On Void Combat Power took a closer look and was startled by Cui Zhenghua, the president of the Assassin's Guild who broke the snake.

"How many buffs does this person have stacked up?"

He looked carefully and found out the specific buff names that only the system could recognize, [Elf's Eyes], [Poison Resistance], [Pure Spirit], [Wind Spirit's Protection], [Strong Will], [Lucky Dodge], [Micro Acceleration], [Vision Occlusion], [Level 3 Invisibility], [Anti-Shock], [Psychic Immunity], [Intermediate Physical Strengthening], [Gift of Heaven]... and [Object Awareness] interference】!

"Damn it, this stack of buffs is a bit outrageous. Thirty-six buffs. The others also have at least a dozen buffs. Oh my god, what special props did they use? I'm afraid they will be beaten. The union’s old money has been taken out, even if they win, their vitality will be greatly damaged.” id couldn’t help but be excited about the lack of combat power.

"Ah? What? Really or not? These raiding troops really fought hard, but they have to fight hard. If they lose the dungeon, they will be dead. If the props are not used anymore, they will not be given to the system. Recycle it?”

"Indeed, if the props are gone, they can be collected again, but if the people are gone, they are gone."

As we all know, there are various restrictions on props in the infinite world. One of the restrictions is the watershed between god-level props and non-god-level props, and that is the number of uses!

God-level props are basically permanent props and can be used countless times. They are not god-level props. No matter what level they are, there is a limit on the number of times they can be used. Most of them are limited to one use and can no longer be used once they are used up. , the props that can be used more often are generally the props sent by the system when new players first enter the infinite world. Other props that can be used many times have to be found specifically in the dungeon.

Everyone knows that the infinite system is stingy, and the item drop rate is extremely low. Even if you refresh the same dungeon a hundred times, you may not be able to get the item you want. What’s more, the dungeon introduction usually does not list the reward items. Write it out, unless it is the kind of fixed reward, the current copy of the infinite forum says The distribution map and drop probability map are published by the caring people in the virtual world based on their experience. Infinite System will not give players any convenience at all. If they were a real game planning company, they would have been scolded to heaven. However, Infinite World’s Players have almost no power to challenge the infinite system.

"I'll go, then I don't know who will win in this operation."

"It's a pity that they don't have those big explosive weapons. Otherwise, it would be great to blow up the building first."

"Not necessarily. In fact, blowing up the building will give the dungeon boss more room for movement, right? The confined space upstairs and the free space on the ground are not the same difficulty, but I think they will use blowing up the building as a means. ! It’s said that they don’t take the elevator because they are worried that the elevator will be tampered with.”

In the picture, Cui Zhenghua suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

"What's wrong with the president?" the deputy from behind asked.

Cui Zhenghua's face was dripping with cold sweat. There were some things in this space that he could only see clearly after using the props to protect him.

In the dungeon [Horror Town], [Purgatory Ghost King] finally strengthened himself and laid out big traps to kill players. He was somewhat mentally prepared before coming, knowing that the dungeon boss of [Blue City] would It was stronger and more special than the original [Strange City], but he had obviously tried his best to raise his expectations, but he still underestimated the terror of the dungeon boss.

Under the protection of the double pupil power of [Elven Eyes] and [Heavenly Gift], Cui Zhenghua's eyes could see the terrifying aura spreading from upstairs along the stairs, and even the aura was close to the essence.

I'm afraid that the closer they get to the top, the more fully the "contact" condition will be achieved, and mental disasters may occur at any time. If it weren't for the protection of props, their heads would have exploded by now.

"Be careful not to come into contact with each other. Once you feel that you are in danger of a mental disaster, commit suicide on the spot. Otherwise, run away as far away as possible!" Cui Zhenghua ordered.

"Yes!" The other players nodded immediately.

In contrast, the player team on the stairs on the right side of the apartment performed relatively poorly. Although they were well prepared, the players' awareness was far worse than Cui Zhenghua's Assassin's Guild. As soon as they entered the stairs, a player's head exploded on the spot. Dozens of bloody thorns shot out from the chest, piercing into the wall like steel pipes.

Someone around the victimized player was affected, and flowers immediately exploded.

The young man in black with a sword moved swiftly, cutting off the blood thorns quickly, and also quickly killed the companions who had suffered mental disasters. His speed was so fast that it completely exceeded the level that the naked eye could discern, even if [Precognition] was turned on. ], [Slow Vision] players cannot see his movements clearly, which shows how strong he is.

However, precisely because of his killing move, the corridor was filled with tiny particles of mental disaster in an instant. The corpse was evaporating, and the tiny particles were scattered into the air. If they hadn't been wrapped in clothes and resisted by [qi], they would have died long ago. Being invaded by tiny particles into the body, one suffers from severe mental disaster.

However, this is only the first level of the ladder. The higher you go, the stronger the spiritual power from the dungeon boss becomes, and the conditions for mental disaster may change. Will the condition of "contact" still be there? Maybe.

The seven players in the corridor looked at each other, except for the young man holding the sword, all of them were sweating.

The young man holding the sword ignored them and went straight upstairs, and they had to follow.

The second and third floors.

"Ahhhh——"

"I can't stand it!"

Screams appeared one after another in the corridors on the left and right. In front of Cui Zhenghua and the young man holding the sword, one after another high-level veteran players could not bear the mental suppression and exploded on the spot. Some people fled downstairs frantically, but they were still blown out of their stomachs full of broken intestines. The sight was horrific.

"Oh my god, the player's equipment is almost at the top level of this dungeon, but it can't stop me. How outrageous is the scene?"

id said on Void Combat Power, "Didn't you see that Cui Zhenghua's buffs were cleared one by one? If he doesn't seize the time to go up, I'm afraid he will die even more miserably."

In the picture, Cui Zhenghua was facing almost substantial mental pressure and urged his strongest physical strength to rush up the stairs. However, his companions around him exploded one by one, and the originally clean corridor was now full of flesh and blood.

There was nothing in front of Cui Zhenghua. In theory, he should be able to move forward unimpeded. However, he was actually like a man rushing towards the sea with his flesh and blood body. It was difficult to move forward. The white barrier he built with [qi] was exploded time and time again. He He also tried to shoot in front, but saw with his own eyes that the bullet could not even reach ten meters.

"Sure enough, the dungeon boss himself is also very powerful. The assault troops using so many props can't even get close to him. It would be great if we can win the game in the main city. Weapons that break specifications will definitely be able to deal with him!"

"No, no, there is still drama between Cui Zhenghua and that young player, don't underestimate them."

The young man holding the sword roared angrily, tore off the protective clothing wrapped around him, and covered his whole body with powerful Qi. He exploded on the spot and rushed up to several floors in a row.

Cui Zhenghua also immediately used the power-up item [Florious Moon] to exhaust his physical potential and ran violently until he reached the eighth floor of the apartment.

Less than ten minutes had passed since they started going upstairs, but they all felt that the time was extremely long, and all their companions who came with them died violently.

The young man holding the sword and Cui Zhenghua looked at each other in the corridors on the left and right, took a few quick breaths, and the next second rushed to the door of the dungeon boss's house indicated by the intelligence.

In just a moment, a giant python-like black thorn suddenly erupted at the door where the mental disaster was most severe, and rushed towards the sword-holding young man and Cui Zhenghua like a sea wave.

Cui Zhenghua immediately propped up the [Qi] barrier and slashed quickly with his knife, almost cutting the giant python into pieces. However, his barrier did not fully cover it. His feet were eroded by the black tide and he gradually lost consciousness.

The young man holding the sword opposite was even more miserable. He was unstable and was rushed out of the building by the giant python. He was bitten to death in mid-air. He had no room to display his true strength.

"Mom, how come the dungeon boss is so strong in his true form? That's no wonder he didn't escape when Bai Bian attacked. I bet he could have resisted Bai Bian."

"It's over, it's over, how can we fight this? Under the restrictions of this dungeon, we need at least two of the top 100 on the infinite list to kill him."

"No, no, don't you see it? This is the suppression of soul strength! The player's purity is far from enough."

"There seems to be a guest outside."

Bei Heng in the living room walked towards the entrance hall and slowly opened the door. He saw Cui Zhenghua lying completely beside his door, still alive and with some strength left.

At this moment, Cui Zhenghua, the assassin who was pretending to be dead, opened his eyes instantly, grabbed the handle of the knife with his right hand and was about to stab Bei Heng in the neck from the blind corner.

Its instant action almost reaches the speed of sound, erupting with strange sound waves. This is a killer move!

"What a guy! He actually pretended to be dead. He is indeed an assassin among assassins."

"Awesome, I didn't even expect the dungeon boss!"

However, Bei Heng didn't even look at it. The substantial mental disaster directly suppressed Cui Zhenghua's speed to zero.

Cui Zhenghua was shocked. His hand seemed to have stopped in the air and he couldn't stab it.

Bei Heng drew a knife and stabbed the back of Cui Zhenghua's right hand, nailing Cui Zhenghua's right hand to the ground and causing blood to spatter all over the ground.

An alarm bell rang in Cui Zhenghua's mind, but he bit his tongue and didn't give up. He still stimulated his body's potential. Adrenaline and Qi burst out at the same time. He stood up suddenly, like a fish, and made a big feint move with his left hand. Without any warning, he took out another knife and aimed to pierce Bei Heng's heart.

This is an immediate physical reaction that only experienced assassins can have. Rather, it is already part of the muscle memory.

However, this time, Bei Heng still didn't look at Cui Zhenghua's movements. He only looked at Cui Zhenghua. He also drew out another knife without warning. In just a moment, he nailed Cui Zhenghua's left hand to the ground again.

Cui Zhenghua's face was pale as his hands were nailed to death. He still wanted to resist and desperately wanted to pull out his hands.

Bei Heng stabbed Cui Zhenghua in the back of the neck again, completely cutting off all Cui Zhenghua's chances of winning.

Cui Zhenghua was trembling all over. Nervousness, fear, and despair surged to the surface of his consciousness at the same time. He was about to die, at the hands of an unknown monster? He is not willing to give in, he is not willing to give in!

Cui Zhenghua's face was distorted, and his eyes almost popped out of his sockets. In an absolutely desperate situation, he smiled and gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Hahaha! Many of our strong players have never come to this dungeon. They have been practicing in the dungeon for a long time, and their time in the virtual world is almost zero. They don't even know what happened these days! Haha, none of the seven people in the round table are here. Come on, Tel Aviv, Senluo, Zineng, which one of them can't kill you? You monster, madman, the players will win sooner or later, no matter who you are, you will be picked out by us sooner or later!"

He said a lot of outrageous things all at once.

The audience in the live broadcast room was all stunned, and then a bunch of comments broke out in an instant.

"Damn it, what kind of player can win? This guy actually dares to speak on behalf of the players!"

Tel Aviv coughed twice, "Haha, I may not win either."

Sen Luo even scolded him directly, "Damn it, if this guy hadn't told me, I might not have been targeted by the dungeon boss. If he said that, wouldn't I be on the death list?"

"Ah? Isn't that a bad thing to say? That's the dungeon boss, and players should defeat him, right? There's nothing wrong with that!"

"Shut up, you idiot. It's not you who will be targeted. Why should I work for you scum? Get out of here." Sen Luo was furious.

In the picture, the dungeon boss seemed to be shocked by Cui Zhenghua’s sudden remarks.

"Very good at talking." Bei Heng didn't expect that this man could continue to speak even though his trachea was cut off. His eyes were a bit appraising. He politely did not interrupt Cui Zhenghua while he was speaking. However, he pushed down Cui Zhenghua's head with his backhand and pulled it back. Cracks were created on the ground, and Cui Zhenghua's skull was smashed open and blood spurted out.

His expressionless appearance is in sharp contrast to his series of cold-blooded and brutal actions, which makes people shudder to watch.

"However, you reminded me." Bei Heng thought for a moment and said something to the dying Cui Zhenghua in a conscious dialogue.

Cui Zhenghua's expression, which was still alive just now, changed drastically after hearing this sentence. It was a sentence that completely overwhelmed his established perception.

At this moment, Cui Zhenghua seemed to have really seen the moment when the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. He was extremely frightened, both psychologically and physically. He was sweating profusely, as if a large amount of air-conditioning had been poured into the pores of his body. His mentality was completely broken.

"This is impossible, this is impossible! You can't do it at all, how can you do it! I don't believe it, I don't believe it. This kind of thing has never happened in the infinite world. It will never happen! You can't do it at all!"

This tall and thick man acted like a child and was so panicked that he was irrational.

The players watching in the live broadcast room were almost speechless.

"What did the dungeon boss say? Is it that scary?"

"What can you say to scare Cui Zhenghua like this? Isn't this guy famous for his courage? I remember that he has never been so scared when facing a monster-level dungeon boss."

Bei Heng nodded and said, "I hope your companions can have the same strong conservative ideas as you." After saying that, he cut off Cui Zhenghua's neck with a knife, stood up, and turned back to his home.

The live broadcast room screen was interrupted.

In fact, Cui Zhenghua just flashed a few qualities that Zhou Hengshan would be suspicious of, but that quality disappeared in the blink of an eye. Human beings are complex and changeable, and it seems difficult to retain those qualities that Zhou Hengshan thinks are beautiful. However, although it does not last long, They can at least have it.

Zhou Hengshan seemed helpless about this.

Bei Heng understood Zhou Hengshan's thoughts. After cleaning up in the bathroom, he put on a new shirt and returned to the living room.

The children and dolls looked at Bei Heng. The two dolls, tired of the human form, changed back to their original shapes and ran to Bei Heng.

The left pupil is still in human form, sitting faintly in the corner, with a dark light of unknown meaning flashing in the pupil.

He Xi, who was not alert no matter what happened outside, gradually raised his head and touched his face in a daze. His eyes gradually focused and he saw Bei Heng and the child.

"Huh? Where are the other two little dolls?" He Xi said confused.

"Took him home." Bei Heng said.

"That's it." He Xi nodded and was a little shocked to find that Bei Heng had changed his clothes in a blink of an eye and said, "Ah? Why did you..."

Bei Heng didn't talk nonsense to him and asked directly: "How is it? Have you thought of the answer to the story just now?"

He Xi paused, and a concept emerged from his mind. There was a bit of pain and struggle in his eyes, as if the answer was peeled out of his flesh and blood and was part of his flesh and blood. , something dug out with blood.

In fact, it is not difficult to think that He Xi just does not want to face the too dark reality of Eden City. He knows what the confused residents of Eden City need now.

“The power to believe.”

“The ability to believe.”

He Xi said solemnly.

A person with absolute self-confidence faces his own darkness, clearly understands his own heart, and has the freedom to believe. This person knows the scale of belief. Therefore, this person has the power to believe, no matter what the object of belief is. God or devil, spirit or flesh, matter or spirit, this person has the spiritual energy to be convinced of his inner beliefs.

Only such people can survive as real people in the city of Eden.

This answer almost corresponds to what Bei Heng thought, but He Xi's answer is more clear and even has a bit of shocking power.

The left pupil next to him also showed a bit of surprise, and his eyes changed.

Bei Heng nodded and said to He Xi, "Thank you."

Immediately, he told Juaner the answer.

After Juan'er received the answer, her eyes gradually changed. Her previous expression was deep, which made people feel that although she was sure, she was not confident enough about her answer. Now, she showed shock, and then her expression gradually became brighter, as if the puzzle she had been thinking about for a long time had been answered, and the darkness of her thoughts was revealed.

This answer was also the answer she wanted.

She never believed anyone or anything easily. Sometimes she would wonder, why can you believe it when you don't have any definite evidence or know anything about it? Are those thoughts without definite basis too rash, or do the owners of those thoughts have a certainty beyond the evidence?

She is not a born skeptic, nor is she extreme. After all, extreme skeptics doubt the existence of even causal relationships. She just made a conclusion from her countless encounters after acquired experience. Of course, this conclusion also made her lose the ability to believe. When she looks at anyone or anything, she will think that they have no fixed pattern and will change in the next second. She can't believe in gods and demons whose existence is invisible and intangible.

This kind of thinking is dangerous, so she often can't distinguish the reality of things, and often feels nothingness. She will struggle with the meaning of a certain event and doubt whether it has any meaning. She once teamed up with Orlan, but she would scold Orlan from time to time. It's not because she likes to hurt people in her personality, but because she is used to wanting to be sure of the existence of some things, such as whether Orlan is a human with joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, and whether he is now and not in the next second.

【Shock Town】At that time, when Orlan and others mentioned the existence of the Lord God, Juan'er was shocked, but at the same time she felt that they just suddenly gave an empty concept, just like the blanks in the fill-in-the-blank questions. What she saw was not the concept of God, but an empty concept. She wanted to fill in the blanks and verify it. She was a fatal human desire for knowledge, and it was difficult to control herself.

A long time ago, she saw a figure with her own eyes, that was in a god-level copy. After that, she swiped the same copy thousands of times, but she couldn't see that figure. The other party was like a flash in the pan, a rare miracle in this hell. Did she see the figure of God by chance? The Lord God... does it exist?

Juan'er has been thinking about these questions for a long time. Although no one has discovered it, she will not let anyone discover it. However, in that 【Shock Town】 copy, at that moment, Orlan and others actually said that the existence that guided them was the Lord God, the God they had been looking for for so many years.

Juan'er couldn't describe her feelings. It was like seeing a second blooming flower. A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity suddenly appeared in front of you. If you don't accept it, this opportunity will disappear forever. Once you accept it, you may find what you have been pursuing for many years.

That kind of emotional impulse almost overwhelmed all conservative thoughts, making her give up the opportunity to get out of the copy and choose a gamble that might kill her.

But even after entering that space, she couldn't contact that existence, couldn't communicate with that existence, and couldn't be sure whether the other party was the existence she was pursuing.

But that space itself announced everything. It was basically the space of God. However, Juan'er still couldn't help but doubt. Even with the obvious evidence in front of her, she still couldn't believe it and wanted more evidence. But in the final analysis, was it because the evidence was not enough? No, the problem was her own, she lacked the ability to believe.

The existence she was pursuing was right in front of her, but she didn't have the ability to believe.

Juan'er had been in this state before coming to [Ghost Blue City]. It was not until now that she was truly relieved. The mountain that had been weighing on her mind finally collapsed and she saw the sun and the moon.

Juan'er's expression gradually changed, and she returned to her original self-confidence.

"I know the answer."

Suddenly, Juan'er broke the deadlock, slowly stood up, and said to the white-bearded old man again: "I know the answer."

The white-bearded old man's eyes suddenly changed, the corners of his mouth rose, and he smiled: "Finally, finally!"

The other two players in the room changed their faces on the spot. If this woman answered correctly, wouldn't she have the right to use weapons of broken specifications? How could this be possible!

They said in unison on the spot: "We know it too!"

They knew that they would not have any other answers if they thought about it further.

The white-bearded old man looked at the two of them and smiled: "Then give the answer together."

The three of them wrote their answers on white paper.

The white-bearded old man smiled more and more, and the NPCs behind him also began to chuckle, each showing a devilish twisted expression.

The author has something to say: Note: The "power of belief" theory comes from psychologist Jung

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