After I became the infinite flow boss

This time, the strange group did not actively stop the players. They were submerged by the divinity, as if they were in another space, ignoring the players passing through.

The black storm stopped, revealing an extremely huge pure white temple, which seemed to be the same structure as the one they had seen in the white space before.

Dust to dust, earth to earth, as the dead gods in the outside world collapsed one by one, the power that originally protected the players gradually disappeared.

Garuda recalled the scene at the beginning of the war of gods. At that time, the gods accepted this war of gods based on the testimony of the main god. Unexpectedly, the main god not only witnessed it, but also directly participated in it.

"Sure enough, when we gathered, you were also on the scene and knew everything."

His expression was complicated, then he smiled, disintegrated under the glory of drowning, and returned to matter.

At this point, the dead gods numbered 100 almost disappeared.

And then, a hand picked up the dust and threw their dust into reincarnation, the time was decades ago in the present world.

Almost.

Bei Heng retracted his hand, turned around, hesitated for a moment, and was about to walk into the void.

However, at this moment, there was a sound from the main gate of the temple.

Someone entered the temple and went straight to the church here.

Moss and Orlan at the scene exchanged glances at the same time, trying desperately to overcome the pressure and support their bodies.

That person was leaving. Although there was no evidence, they all thought of this possibility.

But why? Was it because it was time?

At this time, the door of the church was suddenly opened, and Sartre, who was covered in blood, stood there in a daze, staring at the human figure in the hall.

Is that still a human figure? No, it is already half of an unrecognizable mysterious existence. The outline of the human figure contains a power that is too heterogeneous.

This form is also the first time Sartre has seen it.

"You"

His voice woke up Moss and Orlan.

Both of them looked at Sartre as if asking for help, but it was a pity that Sartre didn't look at them at all.

Moss and Orlan both gave up the chance to make a wish, so this situation should not be caused by them, and they themselves don't know why it happened.

Although it may be a trial, it is really elusive.

The possibility that can be thought of is that the person is no longer interested in playing with them, or their performance in the God War makes the person dissatisfied, so the person gave up on them.

However, you are so silent, how can we know your thoughts.

Is making a wish with you the right answer? Orlan suddenly felt a little regretful.

And Sartre walked into the church, his steps were slow, and miraculously he was not under pressure.

No, it shouldn't be. Moss looked up and realized that Sartre was actually moving forward under the same pressure as them. They couldn't move, but Sartre could still move and walk.

Orlan was a little dumbfounded, and suddenly realized a huge gap, yes, the gap in faith.

At this time, the whole space entered a kind of silence.

Beiheng took a half step into the void, but stayed where he was, as if waiting, or thinking.

After Sartre, Mo Sui, Juan'er and others also rushed to the church.

They were either crushed to the ground like Orlan and Moss by the overwhelming pressure, or barely supported their bodies and crawled forward.

Only when they were there did they know what it felt like to be difficult to even speak as Moss had said before.

Indeed, it was too difficult. The body seemed to be out of control and dominated by a force more powerful than them. Except for the fact that their thoughts were still a little free, they almost lost their initiative as creatures.

All means such as props and extraordinary methods were meaningless in this space. If the other party was not that person, it would be difficult for them not to feel desperate.

"It's enough." Suddenly, such a string of characters appeared in the consciousness space of each of them.

There is no doubt that this is the message given to them by that person.

What, it's enough

Almost all people have this question in their hearts.

This time, it was obviously started with killing and exploitation, but it turned out to be such a "game result". Before this, has anyone ever expected it?

Bei Heng lowered his eyes and said nothing, but his figure kept blurring, as if he would disappear in the next second.

"It's a great game, and you guys are great too."

Another string of characters appeared.

But although it was a compliment, they didn't feel happy, but more terrified.

"You are..." Mo Sui almost exhausted all his strength and only said three words, which was not complete enough.

"So, what about the wish? Do you still want to make it come true?"

The string appeared for the third time, bringing the greatest temptation in the infinite world.

"" Juan'er hesitated to speak. She had realized that the person was going to leave, so when she heard this topic, she almost instantly thought of hoping that the person would stay forever, but she immediately realized the difficulty of this.

If you really want to make a wish, you have to think of very specific content of the wish, otherwise the result of the wish may be contrary to your wishes, or even disastrous consequences.

No, let's not talk about making a wish. Juan'er had to deny herself and realized again that no matter what, they shouldn't make a wish with that person.

This is like a line between life and death. Once it is crossed, everything is no longer pure, just like spilled water that cannot be recovered.

Incredible, they all thought so at this moment.

"Thank you." Juan'er shook her head.

Beiheng remained silent, but his eyes changed slightly.

From the perspective of humans, it has been less than a year since the beginning, which is not enough to change any of their original nature in theory, but sometimes it can be like this.

Beiheng looked at the void in front of him, as if he recalled something, and his eyes were a little distant.

"Where are you going?"

Finally, Sartre stood on the steps of the platform, pretending to be calm, but actually nervous.

At close range, Beiheng could know all his thoughts, so he had no way to respond.

Just like people will face the question of whether to believe in God, perhaps God will also face the question of whether to believe in people, but people are always so changeable, and human nature is like water.

"If you don't change, maybe we will meet again." The fourth string of characters appeared, as if answering all the questions, with a sense of farewell.

Everyone stared with wide eyes, and their hearts trembled, as if they were caught up by the most ominous premonition.

Sartre was stunned, and when he wanted to get closer, he saw that the human figure had walked into the void and disappeared completely.

The temple suddenly dimmed, and the weirdness and holiness disappeared at the same time. The entire temple, and even the entire drowning, began to collapse, because the power to maintain them had completely disappeared.

There were only some dim light particles left where the human figure was.

It was like a large part of the heart was suddenly dug out, and it was painful and empty, extremely painful.

"How could it be?" Juan'er walked to the high platform, her face flustered.

"Do you feel it? We seem to have restored our original player identities, just like before we died." Sen Luo looked at the palms and backs of his hands repeatedly, and found that the original player skills and professions were restored intact.

"Not just us, probably all the players of the God War are like this." Oran stood up, looking a little dazed.

"For that person, it may not matter whether the player lives or dies, maybe he just did it casually." Moss also stood up and said.

"It's the principle of game cache, just like re-reading the game cache, maybe we have never died, just changed the space." Sen Luo's eyes were slightly dark.

"It seems that we can't go back to the white space where we were before." Tel Aviv was shocked.

"No, look." Baibian pointed to the scenery outside.

The white giant city where they were before actually appeared in the water. It was huge in size, and the light shrouded on the surface was like an ark.

"What on earth is this?" Lu Meng was stunned.

When everyone was in doubt, Li Zhe walked forward. He was one of the few players who saw the disappearance but was not surprised.

"Sat, are you okay?"

""Sat did not answer, and the air pressure around him was getting lower and lower.

"What's wrong, you should know better." Li Zhe said.

"This is a trial, a trial called time, that's how I understand it." Sartre was silent for a moment before answering.

"Yeah." Li Zhe nodded.

"You seem to know something," Sen Luo walked over.

"Not really, you should know it too." Li Zhe said in return.

"The final game is time." Mo Sui leaned against the wall, looking up and thinking.

"Then we just have to wait for a certain period of time, and we can meet that person again, right?" Xu Zhengyi said.

"I dare not say absolutely, but that person has never broken his promise." Juan'er said.

"I will always believe in that person." The curious person guaranteed.

"Me too," Moss followed.

It has nothing to do with anything else, it's just a kind of surging passion that is difficult to calm down.

Whether you like the culture created by God or the culture passed down by God, the desire to explore the unknown, the imagination of beauty, etc., these are undoubtedly the most real things in your heart. Whether it is yearning, dependence, or nostalgia, these are undoubtedly their true thoughts in their hearts.

"Olan, I'm surprised. I thought you would make a wish to that person to return to the present world. You seem to be very persistent about this matter." Juan'er suddenly turned her head and said.

"It's not urgent to return to the present world. It's not too late to wait for that person to return." Oran glanced at Juan'er.

"Is that so." Juan'er's eyes changed.

"Don't talk about this for now. Other players are coming. What should we do now?" Baibian said anxiously.

"Waiting also requires an agreed place," Mo Sui pointed to Baicheng.

Almost at the same time, the huge drowning burst like a bubble, and hundreds of millions of players fell back to the plane numbered 100, which was quite dense.

"Let's screen again."

"Only believers stay, forget about the others, it's useless to stay, anyway, they won't wait until the end."

"A place where only believers are, should it be called a church?"

"Yes, what church should it be called."

"However, we can't give up looking for that person."

"We will have more people and be more widely distributed. Sooner or later, we will dominate the entire virtual world, and it will be much easier to welcome that person."

"Well said, keep going hahaha"

Although there was a bit of forced laughter, they soon woke up and knew what they should and shouldn't do.

The word "wait" can be just a few minutes or seconds, or it can be billions of years. No one can tell, which is also the horror of the game "time".

When Zhong Chen, Zhou Moli and other players arrived, the temple was empty.

Outside the sky, it was confirmed that the causal restrictions had completely disappeared. The next second, the Dark Church descended on the spot.