After I became the infinite flow boss

Yes, I was seen.

Bei Heng noticed Zhong Chen's gaze and looked over.

The abrupt eye contact frightened Zhong Chen into a cold sweat.

Zhong Chen's killing intent instantly dissipated. He... No, was it Him? He was actually here? He really showed up in person!

Zhong Chen hesitated for a moment, and all the means he had prepared were instantly withdrawn.

"You, what did you want to do just now."

Sartre's eyes were full of anger, and he burst out with extremely terrifying murderous aura. The whole person was like a Shura evil ghost, and even the space around him was distorted.

"I..."

Being stared at by him like this, Zhong Chen suddenly felt that he seemed to have done something extremely offensive, and even had the urge to explain.

"Looking for death!"

In an instant, Sartre suddenly flashed, rushed to his face, and slashed fiercely.

It was a very simple attack, but because it was too fast, it broke through all of Zhong Chen's defenses and cut into the middle of his abdomen. If he hadn't blocked it in time, that one blow alone would have cut him in half, but even so, he was still chopped and flew into the mountain.

That blow was blessed by the "spine of the Lord God", which multiplied the pure violence.

This scene shocked many players.

"This person is really like a god!"

Even Bu Siliang showed an unexpected expression.

At this time, Zhong Chen was forced to use the strongest defense in his hand. The four walls of light stood up, covered with Taoist runes collected from several generations, and were quite indestructible.

Senluo and others were about to crack it, but they saw that it was a hard stubble and could not be cracked immediately.

Zhong Chen was in the wall of light, about to heal his body.

At this time, the situation on the Dark Continent changed again. Players such as Senluo and Bu Siliang were dealing with Zhong Chen, while other players had no way to escape and could only stay on the continent, either to save their lives, or to take the opportunity to attack Zhong Chen, or to be controlled by the gods and demons outside and want to take the opportunity to investigate something.

In fact, the passage was indeed closed by Beiheng, and [Drowning] was also brought by Beiheng.

Their front and back roads were cut off by Beiheng, not for anything else, just to squeeze their living space. Players who can reach this step are basically strong and not easy to control, so they have to be suppressed, making them nervous, fearful, and on the verge of death at all times. Creatures in a state of tension and fear are always the easiest to control.

However... Beiheng will also observe the actual situation and adjust the method at the same time.

Incredibly, even the power of the "mother" responded to Sartre. Beiheng was surprised to see Sartre's situation.

Strength is beneficial to them and allows them to survive in the cruel universe. It is normal to desire power, and the reasons are generally the same, basically for oneself, or for the kind of people who are important to oneself, but there are different reasons.

"..."

Bei Heng looked in that direction, his eyes changed slightly. He actually heard all those words of Sartre.

At this moment, the light wall was broken, and Sartre approached Zhong Chen again, interrupting Zhong Chen's healing.

Zhong Chen was covered in blood, retreating step by step, and almost defeated.

If Zhong Chen is the most troublesome player in [God War], then it seems that this trouble is about to be solved, and basically half of the winning rate is on his side, but is it really so fast?

Bei Heng stood outside the situation, looking for the authorities who were also observing the situation. Who in this situation did not show tension, fear, etc., but impatience, eager to think about breaking the strategy, and fear of the main god, or ambition, greed.

That thing may be formless, or it may be invisible, it may be here, or it may not be there, but if there is really such a thing behind the scenes, then it must be paying attention to this scene.

At the same time, Zhong Chen took a few steps backwards and fell to the ground, dying.

Sartre stabbed him in the heart with a knife, with absolute buffs such as [Demon Breaker] and [Forbidden Spell]. No matter what means, even if high-level gods are hurt by this damage, they will be seriously injured, let alone Zhong Chen.

"Awesome, even if not now, you will be my opponent sooner or later." Zhong Chen raised his eyes, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his vitality was madly lost.

The Sartre on the opposite side was actually not much better than Zhong Chen. He was also covered in wounds and was relying on his will to hold on. Because his current body could not support the strength of his spirit at all. The stronger the power he had, the more serious the damage to his body. He was completely overloaded and overdrawn his future strength.

In order to hold on, he has been trying to maintain the fatal balance point between his body and spirit, but no matter how strong his will is, the burden he has already caused will not be reduced, but will only continue to accumulate until his body collapses.

Senluo and Bu Siliang both noticed this problem, but they could not heal it immediately.

Because of the strong support on this fatal balance point, any external force will affect it, and others can't easily take action.

But Sartre stared at Zhong Chen, still thinking about killing this powerful enemy no matter what.

Suddenly, he raised his knife in his backhand and stabbed himself first to clear his mind, then took a step forward. His body swayed, but he still wanted to behead Zhong Chen and completely cut off his life.

Zhong Chen wanted to retreat, but there was a hard and indestructible mountain wall behind him, and he couldn't escape at all.

How could it end like this? Zhong Chen looked at Sartre who was approaching step by step, and his eyes moved quickly, looking at Bei Heng in the distance.

Is it the desire to survive?

It shouldn't be. At this moment, Bei Heng only saw regret and nostalgia in Zhong Chen's eyes. Maybe the rumors are right. Zhong Chen is indeed a pure cultivator. Everything is for higher trials and further evolution.

However, at this moment, Bei Heng suddenly saw something else that shouldn't appear.

At the moment when Sartre beheaded, Zhong Chen, who was theoretically dying, suddenly changed his eyes and exuded an extremely cold aura around him. In just a moment, it almost covered the entire dark continent.

The headless Zhong Chen still did not fall. His original hands fell down weakly, and new hands suddenly grabbed from the broken neck, with a hideous skeleton.

It was too sudden.

At the same time, the dirty energy wave burst out from its body, rolling up Sartre who was close to him for hundreds of meters, and he couldn't react at all.

"Fuck!" Sen Luo stared with his eyes wide open, and saw that the continent with a radius of hundreds of meters with the corpse as the center was turned into powder.

It stood in the void, bloody and fleshy, black blood kept flowing from the broken neck, revealing an extremely ominous aura.

"Damn, what a monster." Bu Siliang couldn't help cursing when he saw this scene.

However, this thing didn't wait for them to react at all. After only a second of silence, it immediately took action, aiming directly at Bei Heng who was present.

At the same time, multiple divine patterns suddenly erupted, blocking its way.

It couldn't stand high temperatures, and its hands pushed the divine pattern tightly, and the layers of its skin peeled off, revealing its true appearance. It was a humanoid with black skin and long hair, black eyeballs, white pupils, and twisted evil in every part.

There are countless alien monsters on record in the virtual world, but this thing is definitely not among them.

And it broke through several divine pattern barriers with absolute unexpectedness, and was about to break through that defense.

"Damn it, stop it!" Sen Luo and the others reacted, but before they could take action, it suddenly stretched out its left hand, as if it had pressed down the void, and the unstable energy it triggered lifted up the land where Sen Luo and the others were.

Bu Siliang was also the same, and was blown away by the energy released by its right hand and crashed into the space of other dimensions.

"It is not a known god, nor is it an abyss existence. It is probably an outer god. How could Zhong Chen be related to this thing?"

Even the gods and demons in the outside world were stunned, only Bai Xing was not surprised.

Because Bai Xing knew that the thing was nothing more than no longer wearing skin. In fact, it had always been lurking in Zhong Chen, and Zhong Chen was also aware of its existence.

It was some kind of alien god that lived in the starry sky of the present world. It was one of the biggest threats in the present world, and its status was immeasurable. Before that, it was it that revealed the matter of "mother" to Bai Xing.

Now that Zhong Chen is dead, it has taken over Zhong Chen's identity as a player.

Click, in just one second, another barrier was broken.

Verno showed up and stood in front of Bei Heng, saying in a voice that only Bei Heng could hear.

"Mother, please leave here first. I will deal with that thing."

However, Bei Heng shook his head, took Him back, and said, "You are not awakened enough."

"I..." Before his right pupil could resist, it turned into a black ring.

At this time, the last few divine patterns were instantly broken, and many people could not react.

It was about to kill Bei Heng.

At the critical moment, Sartre dragged his seriously injured body and rushed from nowhere. He instantly blocked Bei Heng and stopped the strange attack.

Bei Heng paused and said something to Sartre in silence.

Sartre's eyes changed suddenly, and when he came to his senses, he was transferred to the back by Bei Heng.

Then, the players present suddenly disappeared one by one, not only other players, but also players in the white space. And the signs of disappearance were exactly the same as the game mechanism, all turned into light particles.

Sartre opened his mouth to speak, but he forcibly stopped himself, suppressed his gaze, and obediently turned into light particles.

They will all be temporarily saved in the game mechanism, just like when many player forces attacked the main star of the empire before. Beiheng did not actually kill those players, but only temporarily saved them in the game mechanism, and when [Drowning] came, they would be released together. By then, they would have probably formed a certain organization in it, and their efficiency would be relatively higher. Now it is just a step forward.

That's good, take a rest first, and I will do it next. Beiheng didn't speak, but his eyes seemed to say so.

"Dear Creator, I come to see you with the hatred of all living beings." The black-skinned alien made a sound. After it broke through the barrier, it did not rush to launch an attack, but walked to the end with ease, as if everything was as it expected, but there were some episodes in the process.

It is very similar to Zhong Chen, and it may be the inner side of Zhong Chen, or rather, Zhong Chen is its outer appearance, the shell that lurks in the real world and the virtual world.

So far, the outside world has lost the relevant scene images, and everything has been blocked.

The black-skinned alien looked at Bei Heng, his eyes flowing, reflecting a solemn human figure with silver hair and blue eyes, and the rest of the scenery was dim.

The dark continent was completely shattered, the spiritual realm overwhelmed the border, and a large amount of weirdness poured into this space, causing serious distortions at multiple levels.

It was about to take a step forward and continue the topic just now.

However, Bei Heng's eyes were cold, just a thought.

It suddenly felt pressured, and the skeleton of the whole body collapsed. It had to kneel down on the spot, and felt fear from the instinct of existence.

"You..." It widened its eyes, with disbelief on its face.

How come things are different from what I expected? Isn't He...still not aware of his own identity? How can He have such power!