After I became the infinite flow boss

Bei Heng raised his hand to signal them to leave first. They also immediately bowed and retreated.

In just a moment, the player Sai Lu was suddenly transferred to the altar, one step away from Bei Heng.

Sailu was so frightened that he almost suffocated, and his pupils were trembling.

But Bei Heng was just observing him, his eyes were indifferent, without any murderous intent.

Brain frowned and was about to step forward.

Beiheng suddenly put his hand on Sailu's shoulder, as if to comfort him, but Sailu seemed to have encountered a disaster, his face was pale, and he looked forward to death.

And this was only a second. Then, Sailu's body underwent the same change as Zhong Chen, and the things inside tore through the surface and were revealed.

Different from Zhong Chen, but still an alien god of the same system, with black skin and white eyes, exuding an unknown aura.

"You, how could you...why would I be discovered!" It didn't seem to understand the situation very well. It was about to struggle desperately, but it was imprisoned in place and could not move.

The previous one also talked about a topic that made Bei Heng somewhat concerned. I wonder if they share the same idea. But just when Bei Heng thought so, it said so.

"Hateful, hateful Creator, sooner or later we will take away your power and destroy you!"

Is this some new type of misunderstanding? After hearing this, Bei Heng thought it was noisy and meaningless.

And his cold eyes caused a serious mental blow to it.

At this time, the brain came forward and stood in the middle, saying: "Mother, let me come, I have something I want to study."

It stared at the brain with wide eyes, very surprised.

Bei Heng ignored it, turned around and left the altar, and walked out of the door under the gaze of the statues.

Naomui watched and waited for nearly a minute before turning his head, his eyes showing absolute pressure.

"Again, again." As he spoke, He disassembled its limbs, lifted its limbs, and asked: "Mother has nothing to do with you, them, or anything. Can you not have anything to do with it? , How could mother be the creator of things like you? Why would mother create things like you?”

"Wha, what?" It was stunned again, unable to understand what its brain was saying.

Naomui's eyes turned cold and he said: "No matter how orphan you are, you can't recognize your relatives on your own wishful thinking, or do you just like to talk about this in this world? No matter how self-aware you are, there must be a limit. How can an existence like a mother be possible? Why do you have this illusion to create something like yours? What makes you feel that you have any similarity with your mother?"

"Isn't it? He is our Creator, abandoning us and torturing us with endless suffering. Shouldn't we hate it! I am the hatred that all living beings have for their Creator!" Instead, it became angry, although it was severely damaged. Suppression, but it cannot go against its own nature. Faced with this kind of targeting, it will oppose it no matter what.

However, Naomui's complexion turned darker, and his dark golden eyes were filled with anger.

"It's ridiculous that someone like you, who can't even see the basic facts clearly, still dares to roam the world and claim to be a god." He suddenly reached out and grabbed its neck.

"What are you going to do?!" It looked panicked, and the information that was constantly being transmitted almost tore it apart.

"I didn't do anything, I just helped you trace the origin." Naomui looked at it coldly, lowered his head and said: "Actually, it is more beneficial to me if you do this. In a sense, I wish you could show more, so that my mother can understand You are completely disappointed, but whoever made you ignorant to this point is really stupid. "

It gritted its teeth, as if it had been greatly humiliated, but as information poured into its soul, or as the most primitive part of its soul's memory recovered, its expression gradually changed, from disbelief to shock. Then he became completely dull, as if he had been brainwashed.

"Why, I didn't do anything. I just let you see your true origin. What's wrong with you?"

The brain loosens its neck. It fell to the floor and hit the ground hard on its face.

"This, this is not, impossible." Its whole body was broken, its eyes gradually lost sight, but it was still unbelievable.

"Believe it or not, the fact is the fact. Don't just dream. It's time for the end." The brain was expressionless, watching it disappear in disbelief and struggle.

After it disappears, the player's path appears from it.

Brain glanced at Sailu and was about to kill him, but saw him raising his gaze with difficulty, his eyes kept crying, hesitant and sentimental.

"Did you see it too?" Brain asked.

"..." Sailu answered silently, but his subtle movements revealed his thoughts.

"Forget it, that's it. No matter what, it's almost over."

Brain looked a little heavy, and then he solved Sailu and disposed of all the corpses in the whole temple.

The statues in the sacrificial hall looked at Him quietly, with surprisingly consistent expressions.

"Thank you for your hard work," Brain looked back at them, "You just need to tell mother what really happened."

There is no statement more powerful than the truth.

They didn't respond, but the silence itself was a recognition.

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the other side.

Bei Heng left the temple, thinking a little about himself and the Lord God along the way.

Perhaps the phrase "Creator" had some influence on him. He seemed to have never imagined this angle.

The Lord God is complex, with multiple levels of divinity, and seems to be constantly changing and unpredictable. People most often recognize Him as the side that approaches the world, and therefore believe that He is kind and compassionate. In fact, only that side of Him is recognized. The more you investigate, the more you feel that His true self is suspicious, full of mystery, and untraceable. The deeper you go, the more you will encounter weirdness and go crazy.

Or, it is better to say that the title of "Lord God" is just the tip of the iceberg of the real Him. He is not only the Lord God, but also something else that is even more indescribable.

"Lord God" is His posture in the "dream", and it is also the dream of all living beings about Him. The real Him is very likely to be neither kind nor compassionate. For all living beings, He is absolutely a dark thing with no affinity, and may even be the most terrifying threat, with a vast scale, and a thought can bring destruction.

It is hard to imagine that such a Him would have the idea of ​​creating things, although he has the power.

"Dream..." Bei Heng suddenly noticed this word.

In theory, dreams always end, not to mention dreams that are not so pleasant overall, right?

It seems that whether it is his dream about sentient beings or sentient beings' dream about him, it will be shattered sooner or later.

Bei Heng lowered his eyes, as if observing the flowers and plants on the roadside, his expression was cold, and his eyes became more indifferent, as if something was disappearing, and at the same time something else was returning.

The fog of the night faded away, but the flowers and plants were still covered with a layer of white. They were very strong and still survived in this world with little sunshine.

The temple here has not been visited by outsiders for a long time, so it is deserted, the floor tiles are covered with moss, and the flowers, plants and trees are all growing wildly.

The world-class change that occurred yesterday really attracted the attention of NPCs. Some of them were afraid of weirdness and dared not go out, while others thought that it was the appearance of gods and the world was saved. No, maybe there were more wishes about individuals than the world. They felt that they were saved.

Early this morning, the state machinery of many countries allowed a short travel time of about 1 hour. So, a large number of NPCs rushed out of the streets and ran to visit the statues.

Even here, Bei Heng could see the NPCs rushing here from a distance. They drove or ran directly, and the engine sounds and shouts could be heard from afar.

The nearby NPC residents were testing, because this was a temple with an owner after all. It was against the law to trespass into private houses, but the law might not be able to restrain them.

After Bei Heng walked away for a distance, they entered the temple complex one after another. They probably thought that the law could not punish the masses.

The brain was still processing some things inside, and it might be dangerous for them to break in.

Bei Heng stared at the scene and was silent for a long time, thinking of something. It was not until there was a noise nearby that he turned his eyes and saw a girl about seven or eight years old standing in front of him.

"Brother, do you want to buy flowers?"

She trembled slightly, shrank her body, and was very timid. She was ready to say that she was afraid of Bei Heng.

Bei Heng was a little puzzled.

Was he so scary? He should not have the face of a Shura evil ghost that scared such an NPC child so much. The players in the white space were also terrified no matter what form they saw themselves in. Maybe they were just afraid of themselves, regardless of their specific form.

However, Bei Heng found that he could no longer distinguish the human's cognition of appearance, and could no longer see their specific outlines.

It was really annoying. I always need to concentrate to see you, Bei Heng thought.

"Brother?" Seeing Bei Heng silent, she shrank even more, holding the flower in her hand and dared not move forward, her whole body was trembling.

She was so scared, but she still came over. Is it possible that even such a person could be easier to talk to than those humans? Bei Heng looked around and thought that they were in a hurry and it was indeed difficult to talk to them. In comparison, he seemed to be one of the few humanoids who did not move.

Bei Heng's eyes fell on the girl again.

"It's okay." He took her flower and his expression softened a little.

This flower seemed to be a sign.

The pansy flower may not have any special features among all flowers. It is the most common wild flower, but for some reason, he cares about such flowers.

The first time I knew it was probably one day when I was looking at the virtual world in the Ghost Sea. I can't remember it clearly. Bei Heng thought about it and found that he at least remembered its flower language.

The girl was stunned and looked at Bei Heng in a daze, then came to her senses and said nervously: "Thank you, thank you brother."

She was too nervous, because although the other party was standing there, he seemed extremely far away, as if he could be shattered at any time. It was just a temporary illusion. She was afraid of that shattering, but this feeling was very subtle and unprecedented, and she herself could not understand it.

"Let's go home quickly today." Bei Heng suddenly spoke, looking straight at her.

The girl was stunned, hesitant to speak, her expression was very nervous, but in the end she obeyed and ran home.

Bei Heng looked at her back, and the pansy in his hand dispersed. At this time, the time was 7:11, and it was almost a chaotic node.

"Young man, aren't you going to worship?" A wanderer sitting on the ground with his back against the wall couldn't help but talk to Bei Heng after watching the scene just now.

Seeing that Bei Heng didn't reply, he continued: "Many of them went, why didn't you go?"

Bei Heng turned his head and looked at him, saying: "No need."

The wanderer was startled and was about to speak, and then he heard a violent explosion in the distance.

"This..." He turned his head and looked at the temple group, his expression was dull.

“It’s just the beginning,” Bei Heng reminded, “but it’s almost over.”