After I became the infinite flow boss

Many weirds were eliminated by him, but there were still too many to kill them all.

It was too late. If this continued, it would definitely be too late.

His concept of time and space became blurred, so he could not feel the passage of time. He only felt that the bad moment was approaching, or had already arrived.

This was an unexpected situation. The approach of [Drowning] released the weirdness in advance and induced the mutation. The spiritual realm is the nest of weirds, and they first arrived in the spiritual realm.

There were groups of bloated bodies and boneless flesh wandering everywhere. They covered the void, blood and flesh, like a forest of flesh and blood.

There were also bones without flesh wandering everywhere. They were empty below the waist, with only the skeleton of the upper body. Unlike those flesh, they had a rigorous geometric structure, symmetrical on both sides, and neat lines. Their heads were lifeless because they had no eyeballs, and blood and tears rolled down their eye sockets.

It seemed that their form was more important than their content, but that was just an illusion. In fact, they were far more than those images. What kind of eyes and what degree of vision you have will determine what you see. The better the vision, the worse the things you see. Layer upon layer, dense and strange shapes fill multiple spaces, which are extremely crowded and are not spaces where living beings can stay.

Here, not only the body, but also the spirit will be seriously polluted, leading to madness, loss of control, and rampage.

But he insisted on using his will to fight these weirdness, destroying them in large numbers, not only did he not give in, but he also moved forward and killed a way forward.

"..."

"Get to that person as soon as possible."

As if responding to Sartre's thoughts, a strange voice suddenly came from the chaos.

"Do you want power?"

"Do you want absolute power to do whatever you want?"

The voice came from a very far place, a low hum from the abyss, with a piercing coldness, but full of bewitching meaning.

Just hearing His voice, the power He promised will appear with a visual picture. In that picture, after obtaining His power, not only this place, but also this game and the entire [God War] will be invincible, and can protect... protect that person.

However, Sartre lowered his eyes and did not answer.

Then, he heard the enemy players who came from nowhere but were also involved in the chaos screaming, resounding throughout the space.

Obviously, if you answer, you will die immediately. Just now, at least a thousand players died because of this. They either responded or had some kind of thoughts.

This heterogeneous existence asked different questions to different people, but among all these people, the most absurd idea was still this human.

"Interesting... You actually want to protect Him."

"Arrogant, He is the highest known existence, and you want to protect Him. It's almost the opposite. Instead, He has been protecting you."

"But even so, I can still give you the power to protect Him and tell you all the secrets about Him."

"..."

Sarter did not answer, and this second round of questioning really killed a group of players, and the spiritual pollution of the entire space was aggravated.

It is better to kill the heart than to kill the person. The nature of the thing opposite is so bad. In many games in the fantasy world, the simpler the mechanism, the more dangerous it is.

He stared at Sartre with interest and said with a smile.

"He doesn't need you, you. You are too weak, too small, worthless and insignificant to Him. When He was here, you didn't exist yet. He is eternal, and you will die prematurely, because you and He live in different times. No matter how hard you chase, the future is certain."

"Imagine parallel lines on the coordinate axis. How can parallel lines intersect?"

"Face the facts. You can't protect Him. Trying to protect a being stronger than yourself is just delusion and meaningless. At best, you are just protecting the Him you imagine. Ask yourself, do you really know Him?"

The voice didn't receive Sartre's response, and said a lot of words in a row. Most of them were unshakable objective facts. Most people would think it was difficult to deny and thus admit the facts.

However, Sartre turned around and killed a bone figure in front of him, and took another step forward in the bone forest, without any hesitation.

Perhaps it was just by chance that he suddenly remembered a scene before [God War].

At that time, it was dusk, and dozens of them came to the bar without any prior agreement.

I don't remember who started the topic, but they started discussing things about faith. There are probably some topics that people have never thought about, so once they care about them, they will pay special attention to them, and even have trouble sleeping day and night. No matter what they do, they will keep thinking about it, constantly reflecting, and constantly seeking truth.

And among them, there are a few people who are particularly stubborn. They can't feel at ease unless they get to the bottom of the problem and restore every logical link.

At that time, Mo Sui said one thing, why is the cross a cross, and what does this divine symbol mean behind it.

"The cross, the horizontal 'one' represents all horizontal relationships in the world, such as parents and children, friends, and husbands and wives. Once a person exists, he must have a relationship with another person. Therefore, everyone cannot do without this horizontal destiny. At the same time, the horizontal 'one' also represents relativity. Relative to relative, swaying is the norm in the world."

Signing a "one", Mo Sui thought and spoke his own thoughts. Everyone listened, some were curious, some were puzzled, some thought it was reasonable, or some felt the same way.

"As for the vertical '|', that's amazing. This is just my rough idea. It should symbolize the vertical relationship between man and heaven and earth, such as the relationship between man and heaven, man and God. If a person has two relationships , which is equivalent to the intersection of horizontal and vertical relationships, and then it is determined An existence, that is to say, this person not only lives in the world, but also lives on the road to the gods. Things in the world cannot easily destroy him, and he always acts according to the standards of the gods. Therefore, the body and soul will lead to the gods. We This state of life is generally called 'cultivation'."

Mo Sui explained something long again, but this time, most people were confused, especially Olan, who was dumbfounded and had no idea what it meant.

"What you said is too complicated." Moss complained.

However, even so, Mo Sui continued with interest.

"Isn't it amazing? The character '十' alone has such a complete meaning. Of course, it's not just '十'. There are many other characters. They are just symbols, and they can actually explain the meanings related to God. Meaning! I can’t help but feel that the sacred is actually hidden in our daily language, but we haven’t discovered it or can’t explain it. If we think more about transcendent things, maybe our thinking can become more transcendent.”

However, Juaner teased Mo Sui, "It seems that you don't know about a culture called 'uncoding'."

When Mo Sui heard this, he touched his head in embarrassment and said modestly, "I really don't know something."

Although it was just part of the usual chat, many people actually remembered Mo Sui's words at the time. It doesn't matter if they don't understand it for a while. Later, they will have time to realize that changing their cognition is a process after all, and it is impossible to change it all the time. Someone had an epiphany.

Sartre didn't pay much attention to their chats many times, but that was the only time he listened intently and took notes. Mo Sui's words are indeed true insights in a certain sense, although he himself always feels ashamed and hides behind others.

Relationships are always a matter of both parties.

How is it possible to just enjoy the love of gods without returning the same love in return?

In a daze, it seemed as if a tight string was cut off, and then countless strings were cut off in succession. The sound of broken strings resounded through the consciousness, overlapping and compounding, forming multiple melancholy bells.

"That's why we have to respond and protect."

To love, what cannot be loved.

Suddenly, Sartre, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

In the chaotic space, his voice was exceptionally clear, with unshakable absolute determination.

"What?" The alien being opposite was stunned, as if he was very surprised. He had never heard such an answer before.

At this time, Sartre also raised his eyes, his eyes sparkling and firm to the point of distortion.

This human being is not an ordinary fanatical believer. He is still rational despite his persistence and madness.

Chaos collapsed, the aliens with only flesh and blood dissolved one after another, and the evil forms with only skeletons turned into white roads. In the face of the overly powerful spirit, they were too weak to face each other head-on.

"As long as it is what my god wants, I am not afraid of anything, even purgatory. Who do you think you are?"

"The less insignificant I am to my God, the better. In this way, if I disappear in time one day, I will not make my God sad."

He faced the void and answered the questions just now one by one. Each syllable uttered intensifies the collapse of space.

The alien being on the opposite side widened his eyes. This time, it was his turn to feel puzzled. The person who kills the heart is killed in the heart. It seems that he has suffered the retribution of reincarnation because he offended a higher existence.

"You, you..."

He didn't have time to say any questioning words, and was completely destroyed in the next moment.

At the same time, the chaotic space of the Dark Continent and the spiritual realm was completely disrupted, leaking out an extremely serious and strange aura, dyeing everything around it black.

"What?"

The players who came along the light beam noticed this change, and one after another showed surprise and disbelief on their faces.

Sen Luo and others also paused, realizing that something big had happened.

Zhong Chen looked up and saw black rain falling from the sky. Among the countless strange things, a person walked out.

"That's..."

Almost all players focused their attention.

Sen Luo was the first to react and immediately issued the key order.

"Now, cooperate with Sartre!"

The eyes of dozens of people suddenly changed. They seized this opportunity and immediately joined forces to launch the most powerful sealing technique so far.

Zhong Chen's expression changed and he saw countless black pillars suddenly appearing around him.

"What's going on?"

At the same time, the people in the sky also attacked.