After I became the infinite flow boss

Their passion stood out among the many chaotic and desperate players, but it was not uncommon for them to be more excited when they were in desperate situations. With the current situation being so urgent, other players would naturally not doubt their identities.

Moreover, their decision-making and action capabilities far exceeded the average level of players in [Drowning]. They took advantage of this chaotic opportunity to usurp the highest command and voice of the players. Even the gods and demons outside who were observing the overall situation from a high perspective did not notice their abnormal situation.

"Stop howling. What if you are resurrected? It's still uncertain what will happen next. We can't stop this situation unless we kill to the end of the Weird Sea!"

In the northeast corner, as a player put forward a wise opinion that was very consistent with the current situation, the players gradually united to resist the Weird.

In the northeast corner, a player took the lead in crushing a group of Weird, and then climbed up and shouted: "Don't be so chaotic. No one can win without destroying the Weird. What white domain and heaven, who can we ask? Kill the Weird first!"

"Yes!"

When the players on the scene heard it, they quickly understood what they should do most.

In the southeast corner, a player suddenly pulled out thousands of god-level props from the void and shouted, "I don't care! Whoever follows me to kill the weirdos can take as many of these props as they want!"

"There is such a good thing!"

In a very short time when there was no time to think, opinion leaders appeared one after another, and all of them spoke in the same tone, emphasizing "unity".

"Who has played the god-level copy [Apocalypse War]! The trial boss in it is the enemy in front of us, one of the Four Horsemen of Apocalypse [War]. Experienced players, come to my coordinates!"

"Me! I have cleared this copy more than ten times. Who else is with me? I need firepower and a companion who is good at sealing!"

"Sealing? Isn't that me? Wait for me!"

Then, the players spontaneously formed a targeted team and killed the weirdos who were best at or had the most experience in dealing with them.

Multiple forces plus multiple resources, and a strong purpose promoted their unity.

This is very natural to the gods and demons outside. They have seen more, and naturally know that some groups will change from selfishness and mutual harm in their original state to solidarity and mutual assistance under extreme conditions.

This is in line with the logic of the group under certain conditions.

"Give more guidance, after all, this situation is set in stone. Although we don't know what the end is, we can only break the situation by boldly trying." The God of Knowledge said.

"Guidance is not enough, we will also have to pay a price." Garuda said.

"Humph, just go out, there is nothing to hold back!" The Supreme of the Abyss said.

They cooperated quickly without much hesitation.

At this point, the phenomenon of "unity" spread to the inside and outside of [Drowning], and the players regained a little advantage.

But for the massive weirdness covering the entire [Drowning], it is just a mantis trying to stop a chariot. No matter how many or how high the quality is, it cannot beat the absolute power.

The huge body of [War] swallowed up thousands of players in an instant. Wherever it passed, there was a torrent of blood, which was difficult to stop.

"No, we still have to find the most convenient way!"

"But [Theory of Human Evil] is moving. Although it is the weakest one here, it is also the most cunning. Who can determine its location?"

"I just saw its tail, but damn, it is just lying to me!"

"No way, so many players can't find a [Theory of Human Evil]?!"

Behind [Drowning], Juan'er looked at Mo Sui and asked, "What do you think? You have the same idea, right?"

"It's difficult. [Theory of Human Evil] is running, and it is running across the space domain. The non-first sequence sealing technique is meaningless to it. Why do I feel that it is stronger than in the game copy?" Mo Sui scratched his hair.

"The one in the fantasy world is a projection, and the one on the opposite side is just the real body from the real world. The real body is stronger than the projection, and it makes sense." Sen Luo said.

"That's right, haha."

While they were still talking, the number of players in the entire [Drowning] was reduced by more than half, and all died.

The recorded images show miserable and bloody scenes. The corpses were piled up into mountains in the true sense, and the heavy mountains were floating everywhere. Then the strange black birds came over and devoured the corpses instantly, leaving nothing behind.

"This is too fast. There is really no time to react." Baibian, who went to the front line, saw these scenes and was terrified and excited.

Can you imagine that you may become a pile of bones that are about to fall apart just by drawing a sword, and the defense buff is useless, and you are as soft as tofu.

"Ah, in terms of molecular structure, we don't seem to be the type with particularly tight density." In response, the player made a self-deprecating joke, and then closed his eyes and died.

"It won't work this way. Find the [Theory of Human Evil]!"

"I can," Bu Siliang connected all the players and said, "but it doesn't make much sense in the current situation. We still can't deal with those weird things on the front line."

Zhong Chen also said, "There are too many of them, and they can be resurrected infinitely, faster than us, and it's difficult to deal with them."

"But according to this situation, as long as we keep accumulating experience in repeated resurrections, we can always get rid of them."

"No, you see, will [Death] joke with you?" Zhong Chen said seriously.

He obviously saw something deeper. Every time a player died and resurrected, the quality of the soul would drop by one level. Although the strength would increase, the drop in quality would undoubtedly cause the consciousness to be destroyed and cease to exist.

In other words, the death of players in the game is actually limited, and this limit does not come from other things, but from the player's own limitations.

"Death is also a kind of pollution." Bu Siliang said directly.

"The power to resurrect us is extremely powerful, but it will not intervene to transform our original situation. I thought it was the means of the infinite system, but now it seems that it may not be." Zhong Chen smiled as he said this, because he remembered that person.

"Thinking carefully, such a miracle should only belong to that person."

However, this speculation can be said to be completely meaningless to improve the current situation.

After thinking about it, Zhong Chen threw himself into the fight again.

Giant weirdness appeared in an endless stream, almost one after another, and some grew out directly like the pillars of heaven, leaving no opportunity for breakthroughs for the players, and there were extremely bloody ravages everywhere.

Physical slaughter, mental pollution, rule swallowing, almost all the ways of death that can be thought of appeared here.

In this bloody scene, a group of humans killed like crazy and really cut a bloody path to [Theory of Human Evil].

But at the same time, it was confirmed that more than 95% of the players in [Drowning] died, and there were still a lot of disabled people left.

This avalanche-like life and death made the gods and demons outside stunned.

"This game is too difficult. How many corpses do I need to pile up to win? I can't think of how to get to the end of the weird sea." The True Word God said.

"Didn't some of them crave for so-called difficult games before? In this way, the wishes of these players are satisfied." The Western God said indifferently.

"Huh, is this still a game? It's clearly a massacre in the name of a game!" The Abyss Supreme said angrily, "More cruel than me!"

However, at the same time, the exact opposite situation is happening.

Some people actually enjoy it, and the more they torture, the more excited they are, just like a mental patient, and they are not ordinary crazy.

"Everything for my Lord!"

"Yes! Everything for my Lord!"

"Ahhh, everything for my Lord!"

When the uninformed players saw that scene, they couldn't help but sigh, who are the gods they believe in, who can make them so crazy.

Similarly, when the gods and demons from the outside world saw that scene, they couldn't help but sigh, who are the gods and demons they believe in, who can tame the players to this extent, and their means are really terrible.

Although it may be a bit low-level to say tamed, it can only be described in this way.

"Players may really have hope." Even the God of Knowledge couldn't help but change his mind a little.

"Indeed, but their cohesion is a bit..." Garuda thought it was incredible, "Even in the history of the world, it is very rare."

One or two rational and crazy believers are possible, but so many at once is bizarre.

"Wait, do you find that they are a bit similar to that church?" Someone raised doubts, but they were soon buried in the killing.

After half a day of bloody breakthroughs, the players finally locked onto [Theory of Human Evil] and launched a general offensive, with top players leading the charge and piling up a large number of corpses.

"This kind of weirdness has a domain. It will be very dangerous to enter its domain, but if we don't enter its domain, we can't kill it."

This sounds like a contradiction, but it is insignificant to the players. They are almost going crazy and their rationality is about to collapse.

"Haha, then fill it up!"

"Yes, fill it up! What [Theory of Human Evil], it sounds stingy enough, are you afraid that it can't be filled up!"

"Okay, just for your words, charge."

Another group of players rushed into the dark domain full of blood eyes.

The black and white snakes that maintained the switch between life and death usually quarreled, but at this time they couldn't help but have the same doubt.

"What's wrong with them? Why are they so persistent? I have to say it's a bit scary."

"They were all abused by their mother. Normally, they should have been scared away. It's understandable to worship the sacred, but it's a bit abnormal to worship the horrible. Is it because of the self-destructive impulse in the genes?" The stomach frowned, but didn't judge.

"But don't you think that mother rarely does this for..." Brain stopped talking halfway, blinking his golden eyes, with a somewhat inexplicable expression. He wanted to say that this was to sever the relationship of faith, at least in a sense it was very likely.

"But it's the opposite effect." The right pupil was stunned.

"It's hard to say." Brain recalled the expression on Bei Heng's face when he saw him last, and he was still unsure about his attitude towards Bei Heng.

"Ah, they are going to face the [theory of human nature being evil] head-on." White Snake said in surprise.