After I became the infinite flow boss

The blue butterfly raised its head, as if it had finally woken up, and flapped its wings. It seemed that it knew it was time for it to show off again.

However, the reward... how should it be done? Bei Heng thought about it, while reviewing the performance of the ten people in [Dark Blue Strange City], he thought.

Juan'er's recovery of memory hindered many actions of the players. After investigating all the information, she chose to sneak into the main city alone to snatch the broken-standard weapons that could influence the final result. From the overall point of view, her actions were very critical, but [Ten Thousand Council Game] was a little beyond her expectations, which led her to choose to ask for help.

[Ten Thousand Council Game] was like a game designed for her thinking and personality. The key to the game was her psychological problems. It can even be said that this game itself was a psychological game for Juan'er. It was natural for Juan'er to fall into trouble. But she finally thought of a way to solve the problem, and at the same time, she also untied her own knot.

It was really amazing. Bei Heng nodded. He found that Juan'er was not as difficult to understand as rumored, but her psychology was difficult to grasp. She always questioned the authenticity of things, which was a thought that normal people would not have. Because of this, her vision was beyond ordinary people, and she could see through many illusions and not be confused by illusions.

The mercenary group led by Xu Ren solved a large guild and also tied up many players. There were no mistakes, which was better than expected. The soul talent of Lu Meng was also improved a lot. As for chess pieces, the availability was indeed relatively high.

The three of them, the Curiosity Hunter, Moss and Oran, almost mixed into a group. The Curiosity Hunter had strange wisdom, Moss had strange strategies, and with Oran's force, it was unexpectedly a good combination, although Oran seemed to be more repellent to the Curiosity Hunter and Moss because of some festivals.

Speaking of which, Bei Heng had discovered that Oran had always had some ideas, but he was hesitant and did not say it out loud.

The topic of the present world is indeed far away now. Bei Heng shook his head.

Sartre is still the same as always. After three trials, his soul strength has become stronger by many times. After a few months of consciousness, his soul strength has been catching up with the first-tier strongmen. Now it is getting stronger every minute and every second, and there is no bottleneck.

This is simply a miracle. Beiheng is not very clear about the principle. Maybe in the infinite world, faith and soul strength have a great relationship. This relationship can even ignore the linear time accumulation in the general sense and achieve a leapfrog qualitative change.

Is this incredible? Not really. Beiheng remembered a saying that the human spiritual world and human dreams are likely not in the linear timeline. The predictive dream that can predict the future is a kind of evidence.

However, Beiheng is not a human after all, let alone a player. He knows that he probably can't experience this kind of thing.

The last Xu Zhengyi, Beiheng is a little difficult to evaluate. This person is quite unexpected.

Xu Zhengyi is a bit like Mo Sui, both are relatively low-key and moderate in temperament, but Mo Sui will act majestic because of his current situation, while Xu Zhengyi likes to hide in the dark, with a complicated mentality, and I don’t know what kind of past he had.

In any case, overall, they have helped me a lot. As for rewards, I will naturally do my best. After all, the stronger they are, the stronger the chess pieces in my hand will be.

Bei Heng thought about it and thought of how to reward.

In the white building.

Oran was surprised to find that a revolver appeared on his desk. He saw at a glance that this was not an ordinary gun.

"Is this... a god-level prop!?" Oran was stunned. He probably thought that this was a task reward for [Dark Blue Ghost City]. In other words, for that person, can a god-level prop be made at will?

At the same time, Moss also took a breath.

A glowing knife appeared on the table in front of Moss. The knife looked ordinary at first glance, but when he stretched out his hand, before he even touched it, he pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted, as if he had been cut by some force.

"This knife... can't it directly hurt the soul?"

Almost at the same time, the ten people in [Dark Blue Ghost City] received their respective props.

They were either surprised or had other ideas.

Others in the white building saw it and showed envy.

God-level props in the infinite world are just a rough term. Some props are actually quite useless, but they are called god-level props because they can be used infinitely.

But props from the true god are not real god-level props. Even if you play 10,000 copies, you may not be able to get treasures of this level. Players without rewards are a little impatient, and they really want to do a task to win props.

Above the clouds.

The blue butterfly flapped its wings, and the light on its body dimmed a little. It weakly pressed against Bei Heng's neck, and then fell asleep.

Building a temple and props in one day was a bit of a burden for him.

Zuo Tong looked at his blue butterfly and grabbed the glutinous rice ball. His eyes changed, as if asking if your liberation value was too low.

Glutinous rice ball nodded. His white body was a bit like a snowman, with a round head and hands and feet. He looked very innocent and honest, and in fact, he was.

Zuotong patted his head. Although he didn't speak, they were indeed communicating. Zuotong told Nuomituan how to regain his strength. Nuomituan listened obediently, maybe a little confused, but he didn't show it, just distorted his words. He tilted his head, as if to say, how do you know so much.

Zuo Tong rolled his eyes at the glutinous rice ball, "Nonsense, I'm not like you."

Why? Nuomi Tuan lowered his head and slowly retracted to Bei Heng after listening.

Only then did Bei Heng notice their movements. From his point of view, it was a bit like Zuotong bullying Nuomi Tuan, who ran over and shouted grievances.

After Zuotong found out, his expression became a little bad. He stared at the glutinous rice balls and seemed a little angry.

"What were you talking about just now?" Bei Heng looked around and couldn't figure out why.

Hearing Bei Heng's question, Zuotong shook his head and Nuomi Tuan nodded. It was obvious that he was a bit conflicted. Of course, this was normal and it was a unique way of getting along between them.

Bei Heng was thoughtful, turned to Zuotong and said, "Can you project the 49th plane?"

Zuotong nodded.

The conclusion reached by the previous meeting of fifty people was based only on their knowledge of the 49th plane before coming to [Dark Blue City]. After [Dark Blue City], the 49th plane will inevitably undergo major changes. No matter what policy or strategy, it must be based on the current situation. Mo Sui mentioned this at the beginning of the meeting. He informed everyone that what they were going to discuss was a fictional battle, and they would focus on personal ideas first.

Mo Sui thought this was a test from the Lord God, so he didn't do what he thought. That's actually because Beiheng hasn't had time to understand the situation in the 49th plane, so he can't tell them much.

If he is determined to advance the operation now, of course he must first understand the current situation on the 49th plane, and this step cannot be done by any of them for the time being.

I saw that Zuotong directly grabbed a sphere from the void. There were seven continents on the surface of the sphere. A closer look showed that it corresponded to the reality of the 49th plane.

"It turned out to be a planet." Bei Heng seemed to have just found out about this.

The left pupil pointed at the sphere, and the right hand made a few strokes, as if to convey precautions.

It took Bei Heng a minute to interpret it. Zuotong meant not to get too close to the object of observation, otherwise the object would find out. Because observation itself has power, and power is substantial, it may be detected during observation. Beings who also have power noticed that with Zuotong's current power, unless observing in a copy controlled by him, there is a risk of being discovered by the observation object.

So distance is very important.

Bei Heng nodded and remembered it in his mind. He just wanted to wait and see the players' movements as a whole, so it didn't hurt. In addition, he was also a little concerned about the siblings.

·

At this time, plane number 49, Soman Empire, Weston City.

The territory originally ruled by the Killing God Union was divided up by other medium and large unions overnight. Players fought in the city all night before finally deciding on the current division of power.

The original plan of the Killing God Guild was to escape, and those who didn't could only belong to one of the parties. A few people had fought against it, but soon they were unable to do anything and retreated. The president of the Guild, Mo Sui, was not here, and their union lost its only centripetal force. It's like a pile of loose sand, unable to defeat the opponent at all.

During the progress of [Blue City], the presidents of the other two major unions also returned from their long-dormant dungeons and took over the affairs of the union. When they discovered that only a few days had passed, the power structure of the 49th plane had suddenly changed. After the change, the desire for power arose, and territorial divisions were also added. The territories of the Killing God Guild, the Mercenary Guild, and the Broken Snake Guild were all divided up overnight, and the property in the union was also robbed and looted.

It is not unusual for many collective buildings in the human world to rise and fall overnight.

The president of the Olympus Union pursues a domineering attitude. When he saw that there were so few enemies around him, he sent out his men to loot the large and medium-sized unions that had no leader. If he did not have the strength to attack, he would at least mock them verbally to scare them. .

The president of the Twilight Guild is even more outrageous. This person is usually known as a pervert. Even people from other planes have heard that he is an out-and-out pure pervert.

When he knew that the main god's props had been released, and there were already three of them, he was so excited that he went crazy and chopped down his companions.

"The main god's props...why didn't you tell me earlier and call me back earlier."

This is not a question of shouting or not. You are in the fucking dungeon, and people from the outside can't convey the message at all. The deputy who was innocently slashed complained in his heart. Although he was used to being slashed by his own guild leader, he was really slashed. Who can hold back and not scream in misery?

"We have tried our best to make all preparations, just waiting for you to come back, President!" the deputy said angrily.

"Ah? Just prepare?" The president of the Dusk Union grabbed his deputy's collar with one hand and roared: "What do you know? What are the props of the Lord God? Do you know? That is the power of God! The power of the three gods is released In front of you, you actually just want to prepare for the next time, bastard!"

The furious Twilight Guild President has almost lost his human shape. His hair is standing on end. His originally handsome face is instantly twisted into a devilish appearance. Countless veins protrude on his forehead, and his body has expanded to three meters tall. , once the huge soul energy exploded, it destroyed the surrounding buildings more than ten meters in an instant, like a missile exploding.

The deputy in his hand couldn't hold on for more than a few seconds before he fainted.

"Are there any other main god's props? Which dungeon are they in? Find them for me quickly!" The president of the Twilight Guild raised his head and roared, and the breath he erupted went straight into the sky.

The players' union was shaken. Suddenly, bloodshed comparable to war occurred in the main cities of the major empires. Players fought regardless of the situation. If two powerful single players of the first echelon fought, they could destroy a medium-sized player. City, let alone such a large-scale turmoil.

"Points, items that can be exchanged for points! There must be some in their union. I've seen them before. Find them for me!"

"Fortunately, that guy died in [Blue City], otherwise how could I have gotten this prop, hahaha."

"Does that territory have extra points? Grab it quickly! Their president is gone!"

Sounds like this are distributed in every city where players live.

At the same time, the Round Table seemed to have disappeared. No one from Tel Aviv, Sen Luo and others appeared to reconcile the contradictions, causing players to become more and more addicted to killing. They would grab it to the end, and some even almost destroyed a whole building just for fun. City.

The new players couldn't escape, so they had to temporarily take refuge in the dungeon, but this was not an emergency measure, because the start of the dungeon also depended on the number of people. Once one person hung up, the dungeon could not start, and had to be transferred to another dungeon. And here During this period, you may be implicated and killed.

In the chaos, a black guild that was almost as legendary appeared and began to hunt players in batches without anyone noticing.

This night was too chaotic, with all kinds of monsters and ghosts appearing.

Bei Heng couldn't help but frown when he saw the end. He remembered some bad memories of the dungeon bosses, and he wanted to go straight to the end and destroy them all.

But this is just an appearance. The really key seven people of the round table didn't show up. What were they planning?

·

At almost the same moment, Tel Aviv came to the door of Sen Luo's residence and knocked politely amidst the endless explosions around him.

After three times of no response, Tel Aviv opened the door and saw Sen Luo in the living room with a look on his face that said, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Did you find something?" Tel Aviv said directly.

"You are the one, I see you look very understanding." Sen Luo just wanted to curse.

Tel Aviv sat aside unceremoniously, smiled, and then said seriously: "We are about to find the other five people. I have a gut feeling that something big is about to happen."

"Your gut?"

"intuition."

Sen Luo frowned and said, "Do you mean that the seven of us will join forces to take down the fourth prop that appears?"

"It's not just that." Tel Aviv said, "I have a gut feeling that something more out of the game is going to happen."

"Out?"

"As soon as possible, maybe the threat is just around the corner."

Senluo's expression changed, and he was quite reluctant, "What about the things outside, I don't care."

"Sooner or later, there are no laws in this world. We cannot be their laws. It doesn't matter if they cause chaos or redefine the power structure. Their life and death has nothing to do with me. I reconciled conflicts before just because I thought they were too noisy," Tel Aviv He showed a cruel smile, "By the way, I also want to find someone to fight with. The NPCs in the dungeon are far less comfortable to fight with."

Senluo stared at Tel Aviv dimly. This guy called beating to death a fight, which made him somewhat impatient, but he also knew that Tel Aviv felt so from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, give me some time and call them back soon." Sen Luo just wanted to get rid of Tel Aviv as soon as possible.

Three minutes later, Tel Aviv emerged from the streets.

At this time, two players happened to be fighting from the opposite side. Guns and bullets rained down, and the terrifying exchange of bombardments directly flooded a street. They ran sideways, not noticing Tel Aviv on the other side.

Tel Aviv rubbed his cochlea, as if he felt noisy.

Immediately, the two players who were fighting looked sideways and saw that it was Tel Aviv, and almost panicked.

But they realized it too late. They were already within a twenty-meter radius of Tel Aviv, which was simply a death distance.

I saw that Tel Aviv almost did not move, just took two steps forward. Two players more than ten meters away were instantly thrown away by a huge force, as if they had been hit by a giant beast, vomiting blood, and all the bones in their bodies were broken. Almost shattered.

Tel Aviv had no interest in the weak and just left regardless of their life or death.

During this period, while he was walking, he suddenly looked up at the sky and waved his right hand as if he was pushing away the clouds.

Tel Aviv narrowed his eyes slightly, stopped for a long time, and actually said such a sentence.

"No, God is watching me."

After saying that, his eyes changed, and he paused for three seconds before leaving the place.

·

In the temple.

"..." Bei Heng was a little surprised by Tel Aviv's intuition and commented: "He is really as good as the rumors."

It seems that I have to prepare as soon as possible.

Bei Heng quickly summarized the superficial intelligence collected through Zuotong for the next combat meeting. The current flow rate ratio between the time in his consciousness space and the time in the 49th plane is 5:1. Because the number of players in the consciousness space suddenly increased to 10,000, this flow rate ratio is now obtained after coordinating various considerations. .

Although it's not much, at least it can buy some time.

This conquest operation involves a wide area and many targets, and requires a fixed point attack, which is most suitable for lightning operations. However, the number of people that Nuomi Tuan can transfer at one time is limited. At the same time, He is also responsible for restoring the strength of each player. These two tasks together will consume a considerable amount of points even in a short period of time. Mo Sui pushed this method, but he did not know the consumption and specific operations behind it.

Another way of operation is assassination, to assassinate the powerful players in the plane numbered 49 at a fixed point. After killing them one by one, the rest will be easy to deal with, but this method requires a longer time, and once two or three powerful players die in assassination at the same time, other players will be more or less suspicious.

Let alone others, judging from Tel Aviv's performance just now, it is estimated that it will not take too much time for the players to notice the problem and react.

"Anyway, the seven people at the round table are a problem." Bei Heng thought about it.

Putting aside the open and secret plots, he now began to think about the problem of pure violence. Can he kill them directly?

"Well... but the focus of this game is not to destroy them all, but to conquer and dominate." After all, players still have copies to hide.

"Or, I will build a union there, unify all the unions, kill all the other disloyal and unstable players, and leave only the absolutely obedient players."

When Bei Heng thought of this, he basically knew what to do.

At this moment, it was as if his idea was responded to.

The Infinite System of the 49th plane issued an emergency notice: "Warning, warning, the copy mechanism of this plane is being repaired, warning, please do not rush into the copy at the same time, which will hinder the repair of the copy mechanism."

However, despite the official warning, the players in danger still fled into the copy one after another, almost refreshing the highest copy participation rate of the 49th plane that day.

The Infinite System was also anxious, and issued another red warning: "Please do not rush into the copy!"

However, whether the players heard it or not, they did not do it.

The computing system behind the copy mechanism made a sad cry, and it took emergency measures without authorization.

Almost at the same time, all the players in the copy were forced to eject, whether they had been lurking in the copy for several years or had just entered the copy. All the copies under the 49th plane system cleared the players inside.

"Fuck! What's going on?"

"Damn, I was only one shot away from clearing the level! What the hell is this bullshit system!"

"What the hell is going on outside? Why are a bunch of people fighting?"

Some players were bounced to the plane city before they figured out the situation. They were confused. Some were even bounced to the scene of the fight and were almost hacked to death.

The situation became doubly chaotic in an instant, with shouting and cursing everywhere.

And this doubly chaotic situation is more suitable for the appearance of the one in the dungeon boss illustration.

Bei Heng observed the situation and thought that now is also an opportunity to exercise his own strength.

·

Ten minutes later, at the seaside of Qi'ao Continent.

A being walked on the sea with a huge body. The mortal NPCs on the shore could not see it. They only felt that the huge wind was overwhelming and was about to blow their houses away. Those with slightly stronger spiritual vision could see its shape, but they were frightened and trembled. Some people had black eyes and fainted directly.

Three minutes later.

In the largest port city in Qi'ao Continent, a faceless man in black robe appeared out of thin air and walked into an alley.

Before, I could only defend, but this time I can finally attack.

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