After I became the infinite flow boss

While collecting intelligence on System 001, Bei Heng has also been thinking about another thing these days.

That is, what exactly is the extraordinary law.

In fact, he knew about the existence of the extraordinary law from the memories of Orlan and others long before, but he didn't care much because it was not needed in reality.

Most of the extraordinary laws can only be used in god-level copies, and it is almost only in god-level copies that players can exert their full strength.

Although the restrictions at all levels of the infinite world seem quite restrictive, they are only restrictions for the strong. In fact, most of the weak have to rely on the protection of these restrictions.

In a sense, the emergence of these restriction mechanisms is also the same as the rules of fighting competitions in the human information age.

Tel Aviv knows this best.

In some fighting competitions, players will be divided into different competition systems according to how many kilograms they weigh, such as lightweight and heavyweight. Some fighting competitions will even restrict the use of fighting techniques, such as only being able to use standing techniques, not ground techniques, and not being able to attack vital positions. The more civilized the world is, the more civilized it will be. At the same time, it is also a kind of "covering up the truth" objectively.

Of course, relatively speaking, there are also unlimited fighting competitions in the civilized world, but that being said, it is impossible for the rules of the open competition to allow the death of people. Some people think this is progress, because it has broken away from the primitive wildness, even fighting has rules, but some people strongly oppose it, saying how can it still be fighting, it is clearly a regression, the contestants can't even show the most real wildness, what's the point of watching fighting, isn't it just a fighting show.

It is said that there was once a human thinker who believed that the beginning of human civilization was the beginning of human distortion, the truth about people was constantly covered up, and humans gradually forgot the truth about themselves. It was even said that when people began to recognize and explain the external world, especially when language began to appear, people began to lose the real experience of the world.

Of course, Beiheng only understood these things as knowledge, and he couldn't experience more things.

It can only be said that the current rules and restrictions of the Infinite World are similar to those of the later stages of fighting competitions. Even so, the Infinite World is also a very bloody and dark place, because there are no laws and no punishment mechanisms, people can indulge themselves and even develop human nature.

Bei Heng shook his head and wanted to get back to the point.

At present, among the millions of players, there are 3144 people who have extraordinary laws, of which 129 can master extraordinary laws skillfully, and only 31 have achieved certain achievements.

If the God War not only refers to the game between gods and demons, but also refers to the game between believers or followers, then I need the help of these players, because the requirements for strength in the next copy will be quite high, and players in the human field will most likely not be able to enter the battlefield.

What is needed is not quantity but quality. But this extraordinary law, I don’t really understand what it is.

Bei Heng lowered his head and slowly wrote a few words on the white paper.

Zuo Tong, who was standing aside, saw that the time was right, so he grabbed the black snake and revealed something.

"You... also have extraordinary laws?" Bei Heng was puzzled.

Zuo Tong nodded.

"The previous trial, right?" Bei Heng understood what He meant, "Well, it's just the beginning? It turns out that you can continue to open trials. It sounds like the kind of upgrade game that can be unlocked forward."

Zuo Tong tilted his head, indicating that "games" are a common method used by gods. In many myths, gods will teach believers all kinds of games, including but not limited to chess.

"So that's it." Bei Heng was a little surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true, "Then we have to move forward. We have to prepare to deal with stronger enemies."

Zuo Tong nodded, and then said that they had actually completed it.

"I suddenly thought, could the game in the fantasy world also be constructed by you?"

Bei Heng thought of a very reasonable guess.

However, Zuo Tong shook his head, indicating that although the game was constructed by their power, it was not all constructed by them personally. Only those constructed by them personally can be called real "trials."

In a sense, the prototype of the game is even "trial".

Bei Heng suddenly thought of [Beautiful Hell]. In fact, he had long felt that the fourth level of the game was closely related to the "Heart of the Lord God". It was probably specially constructed by the "Heart of the Lord God", although the reason was unclear.

"I understand. Let's promote it. Just like last time, let them choose whether to participate freely. Those who don't want to become stronger will not become stronger even if they have the opportunity. We can also save some energy."

Zuo Tong grabbed the black snake and disappeared.

At the same time, many people in the city of white space noticed the situation.

"New trial!?"

Under the traffic light, Baibian stopped in shock, with a surprised smile on his face.

"Isn't it the kind that can practice supernatural magic? I'm looking forward to it."

Olan walked up to him, a little surprised, and said: "In fact, I haven't used it for a long time, I almost forgot it."

Baibian laughed and said: "That's right, there are not many opportunities to use it. With our strength, we don't have to go through the god-level dungeon if we can. After all, the risk is too great."

Olan glanced at him and said: "Although the risk is great, improving strength is the first priority. Besides, the props rewards of the god-level dungeon are really good."

"That's true."

On the other side, in the office.

Mo Sui, who was sleeping on the table, suddenly woke up.

"Trial, trial?" He took off his eye mask and rubbed his eyes. His mind was confused for a while. After a while, he said, "It seems that I have something to do again."

"The enemy may be stronger than before." Sen Luo, who was typing on the computer on the other side, reminded.

"Strong, that's normal. If it's not stronger than before, I won't be interested." Mo Sui teased.

"What's wrong with you? Has your personality changed? I remember you weren't so proactive before."

"It's not proactive. It's hard for me to explain this. Anyway, it's a kind of... With that person as a backer, everything you do is very confident and meaningful?"

Mo Sui touched his chin, as if he was carefully experiencing this feeling in his heart, but once he used specific words to express it, he always felt uncertain.

"I know what you mean." Sen Luo said in a blink of an eye, "In short, you have to work harder."

Mo Sui nodded.

On the other side.

Qi Luo, who was walking in the alley, stopped.

Quirrell was almost hidden in [Beautiful Hell], and he didn't appear much, and there was a reason for this, because he died together with a group of players in the third level.

The opponent was a group of players who breathed and moved in the same way, which was quite strange. The combined strength almost exceeded the top ten in the infinite list. He knew at a glance that he couldn't let this group of people enter the next level, so he spared no effort and exerted a power beyond his own strength, and finally killed them.

"They... will be bad for that person."

Quirrell's judgment was undoubtedly correct, because those people were the group of people who appeared in [Daytime] later. He stopped them in [Beautiful Hell] and actually made a significant contribution to the final success of [Beautiful Hell]. However, the situation was too chaotic at the time, and almost no one recognized his achievement.

And Quirrell himself didn't care at all, he didn't work so hard for merit.

"A new trial means there are new enemies, and those enemies will be stronger than before."

In the dark corner, his face was very dark, and the whole person looked a bit evil, especially his eyes that looked like a demon, which made people shudder.

Even among the millions of players in the city, Quirrell can be regarded as a relatively special one.

His belief is different from others, and the foundation is "fear", so it is extremely abnormal and cannot be inferred by common sense. After so many days, he is still unique. In a sense, he is more lonely than Sartre.

If others become stronger to overcome fear, he may become stronger to approach fear. Every time he kills, he seems to be testing a certain boundary. The boundary of fear? No, it's not. It should be the boundary of people, the boundary between me, normality and madness.

At the same time, there is a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him on the other side of the boundary.

And those eyes are also his own eyes. He has been staring at himself, and he has been staring at him. Can you imagine that you are always with another self?

It seemed that there was always a primitive, dark self entangled behind him, whispering, revealing the horrible knowledge that the world had never heard of, and even various hidden truths.

He never dared to listen, because he knew that it was not the knowledge that his reason could bear.

He believed that as a human being, he was equivalent to a floating bubble, and it was best not to be touched by anything, otherwise it would burst in an instant, and if he listened to its voice, he would burst like a bubble in the next second.

For the past few months, Quirrell has been living in such a "precarious" state, but he did not think it was a misfortune, but a great fortune.

Suddenly, Quirrell stopped and raised his head in the alley.

The towering buildings on both sides extended backwards, leaving only a thin line of sky, which was so similar to his own situation.

"Everything is to go to that person."

Suddenly, Quirrell stared and said this sentence, his tone was extremely obsessed, and he was not like a normal person at all.

Then, he disappeared.

At the same time, the players who were undergoing trials in various parts of the city also disappeared one by one.

In the temple, Bei Heng tested the power of the white cat and found that his awakening degree was relatively low, only 3.

Moreover, the white cat was lazy and liked to sleep all the time, as if he could recover his strength by sleeping.

Now Nuomituan and Blue Butterfly went out to build together. Only the white cat was in the temple, and he was sleeping. For a moment, Bei Heng seemed to be idle.

Taking advantage of this time, I seem to be able to sort out everyone's memory information. Among so many players, some people should know the information related to [God War]. After all, as System 001 said, the initiation of [God War] has a lot to do with some players. Maybe it was the players who induced them.

I have to find a way to investigate.

Bei Heng thought about it, and soon sorted out the requirements and handed the task to the Chief of Staff of Olympus.

He was shocked when he knew the content of the task, but soon accepted it.

"Information sorting is my job." The Chief of Staff muttered to himself.

Then, Bei Heng transferred him to an office in the temple at the right time, and he was accompanied by a dozen intelligence agents he designated.

It is not an easy task to sort out the target information from the huge memory information. Even if it is an automatic information processing system, the things programmed are always imperfect. After all, it still depends on human eyes.

The Chief of Staff is an expert in this field, and he will know how to do it.

Bei Heng only took a look and gave him full authority. Rather than saving brain power, it is better to say that one person is dedicated to one person.

He took the white cat back to the study room of the temple. According to the time, system 001 will make a second report in half an hour, and he can take a rest and wait.

But why do I still feel uneasy? Did I miss something?

Bei Heng looked at the ceiling, as if in a daze.

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At this time, the number 100 plane.

In the dark underground ruins, a player was covered in blood, dragging a long-dead corpse in his hand.

"This is the last one."

She threw the corpse casually and threw it into the black furnace in front of her.

As if completing a complete ritual, a huge symbol appeared on the furnace.

"Entering the second stage."

She looked up at the cursed divine pattern and smiled.

Snap, the divine pattern instantly shattered, scattered in the black furnace, and resonated with the anchor points of other planes.

At this moment, thousands of planes seemed to be connected in a certain dimension, triggering an event that had not happened for thousands of years.

A temporary dimension was being constructed, countless wills that had fallen into darkness would be awakened, and countless corpses sealed in tombs crawled out of coffins.

"Let's get together."

"My friends who I haven't seen for a long time, how are you?"

"Get up, let's take another look at this world."

The sudden burst of powerful force even shook the infinite system.

System 001 turned her head suddenly and saw that the black stars that had fallen in the sky suddenly appeared one after another, converging into a galaxy.

"It's bad." Her face changed drastically, and she was about to notify Bei Heng.

However, she was a step slower.

At this time, Bei Heng found that while he was in a daze, he came to a completely unfamiliar place in a blink of an eye.

Bei Heng looked at the white cat in his arms, and then observed the surrounding environment. There was no doubt that he had never been to this place, let alone seen it.

The thick black fog covered the sky and dominated the entire space, as if it had deprived the air. If it weren't for the fact that his body didn't need to breathe, there would be a risk of suffocation.

In the darkness, Bei Heng couldn't tell the direction, so he didn't try to move. After waiting for a while, he found that the black fog gradually subsided and the surrounding scene emerged.

In front of him was a huge black pillar like a mountain. Looking up, he couldn't see the end.

Bei Heng stood in place and suddenly felt a strong wind on the right. Looking at it in a blink of an eye, he actually saw countless phantoms walking in the infinitely extended space.

The phantoms were big or small, some were taller than giant mountains, some were about the same height as humans, some were human-shaped, and some were in the shape of various animals. Their only feature was that they were all walking, gathering towards the black pillar and walking into the black pillar.

Bei Heng took a look and immediately decided to follow their direction.

When all beings do one thing, the only one who doesn't do it will be very conspicuous.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Bei Heng knew that he couldn't attract the attention of those things anyway.

However, at this moment, he heard a conversation from behind.

"【Greed】 is the strongest member of the Abyss Demon God. You can't beat him, and neither can I."

"Isn't he in a human body now? How could he be stronger than us?"

"So what? He didn't stay with the Lord God for so many years in vain. Although he didn't take away the Lord God's authority, he also learned a lot from the Lord God. Before he became mentally ill, he could have penetrated our Abyss. Now he is seriously schizophrenic, and his strength has declined. When he recovers, you will know why he was able to protect the Lord God in that situation. To be honest, I also covet his method. If it were me, I would also risk erasing my consciousness to lurk beside him and become his believer."

[Laziness] said as a matter of course.

【Lust】's face was dark, and he said unhappily: "The Lord God doesn't need protection, and destroying a human body is not a loss to Him. 【Greed】 is just crazy because of Him, and I think you are also possible."

"Of course, the key is that 【Greed】 is extreme. In fact, many things don't make enough sense. There are many irrational and ruleless things. Why don't you think it's strange that we in the abyss are born to be anti-God? We know that He is very strong and can destroy us with just one finger, but we still want to resist Him. Is our anti-God impulse reasonable? I'm afraid that even those animals who are afraid of the strong and know how to save their lives are more reasonable than us."

"... I just hate them, and I must destroy them no matter what!"

"Yeah, that's it, we are like a set mechanism, although at the same time, we can also reflect that we are a mechanism."

"Nonsense!"

"Haha, just keep going like this, maybe one day your memory will tell you the answer."

【Laziness】 doesn't care about 【Lust】's ignorance, but as he was talking, He noticed the human figure walking in front of them.

He must be a god who came to the party. [Sloth], who also turned into a human form, narrowed his eyes, trying to see what level of god the other party was.

Bei Heng's face changed slightly when he noticed something was wrong, and he immediately knew that something was staring at him from behind.

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