After I became the infinite flow boss

The second round is the beginning of the real trouble.

The NPC's eyes saw more than a dozen players that Bei Heng thought were quite troublesome.

In particular, there was Juan'er among these people.

The players from the Mercenary Union, the Film Union, and the Flower of Heaven Union were all powerful and experienced. Their basic values ​​were estimated to have reached the dungeon ceiling. The only thing that affected their performance was the proficiency of their skills and their physical habits.

There were also several players who had transformed into NPCs. They were unknown to Bei Heng. Even if there was a player in the top 100 of the Infinite List hidden among them, it would be a huge threat to Bei Heng.

The strength of Bei Heng alone was not enough to deal with so many of them. Under the premise that the strength of the enemy and us was quite different, what advantages did he have?

Bei Heng had been thinking about these questions before starting the dungeon.

What are his advantages and what are the weaknesses of the enemy.

His advantage, first, as the person behind the scenes, they have not figured out what he is. Most players would think he is the dungeon boss, but in fact, he is just a ghost hired by the system to deal with the players.

Secondly, they don’t know that the abilities they have are only known by Bei Heng himself. He not only has the props that the players can have, but also has the god-level prop “liver of the Lord God”.

In other words, for the players, they have no way of knowing how many cards Bei Heng has in his hand.

The last [Zombie Rising] is an example. Because Bei Heng found almost unlimited super-standard bombs in the copy, he was almost sure that he would succeed with a high probability, while the players did not expect that he actually had such a card in his hand.

If the other party is a rational person, as long as the other party can’t figure out the cards in his hand, the other party can’t take risks.

Speaking of this, Bei Heng was a little surprised.

He originally thought that Juan’er was the kind of person who would not go down in person unless she was sure of winning, but he didn’t expect that she would choose to go down in the second copy. Does she already have enough cards in her hand? Or is it that this time going down is actually a surprise for her?

Bei Heng thought for a moment and made a move to test it.

Other reserve soldiers are also preparing.

·

At the same time, Juan'er in the tavern suddenly stood up.

She glanced at all the players in the room, curled her lips slightly, and said: "Everyone, I think you all know the trouble of this dungeon. I have a suggestion here. I wonder if you want to listen."

Her words broke the silence of the whole room.

Everyone's eyes were cast on her, some were disdainful, some were questioning, and their eyes were all bright.

The high-level player who sent out the stars frowned and said: "What suggestion?"

"Speak." The people from the mercenary union also spoke.

Juan'er said: "Why don't we cooperate first, take down the dungeon boss, and then snatch the 'left arm of the Lord God'. The method is very simple. I will now draft a cooperation contract. Everyone agrees to join the team, so that no one of us will betray each other."

Sure enough, she used this trick again.

The curious people on the side were not surprised. Juan'er's approach was actually right. The current dungeon situation had greatly exceeded their original expectations. If they had to fight each other for the "Left Arm of the Lord God" first, and the number of people was reduced by half in the end, the dungeon boss might be able to kill them with one hand.

So, now they really have to cooperate, and they can only cooperate.

However, this cooperation was proposed by Juan'er, which would make many people very uncomfortable, because the players who had betrayed Juan'er so far could form an empire.

The red-haired uncle said dissatisfiedly: "I agree to cooperate, but you can't be among the cooperating people."

Wang Dajiu also followed suit and said: "Yes, I won't cooperate if you are here."

Several players expressed their opposition.

"You don't understand your position, right? If we want to, is it difficult to kill you who don't have a bodyguard around you now?" A player who was almost two meters tall slowly stood up and faced Juan'er head-on.

His name is Luo Fang. His brother was betrayed and killed by Juan'er. Although he doesn't care about his brother's life or death, his brother's death will eventually make him lose face.

As he said, Juan'er, who used to be accompanied by several bodyguards, is now alone. Although she has never been seen to take action, many people say that Juan'er is very weak, at most at the level of a high-level player. Her advantage is that her brain is a little better than that of ordinary players.

In addition, she is also a well-known gambler. The points she won in the casino are more than the points she got in the god-level copy. Three years ago, the casino completely blacklisted her.

Juan'er glanced at Luo Fang, without any special expression, and said: "You can exclude me, but I have more information than all of you combined. If you don't have my information, you will definitely die against that 'boss'."

"What a joke, it's just you, it's insignificant without you." Luo Fang responded tit for tat, as if he was refuting Juan'er just for the sake of refuting her.

Several players present also followed his opinion.

Being backstabbed in the middle of a collaboration is a very disgusting thing for anyone, and it is even more frustrating than losing a dungeon.

"Oh," Juan'er still had no expression, "then do you know who your enemy is? Do you know what cards your enemy has in his hand? No, you don't know, so you will lose, and you will lose until you die."

The curiosity seeker paused. She said this as if she knew who the enemy was... No, no, why did she ask this question? Isn't the enemy the dungeon boss? Aren’t the dungeon bosses just holding those few cards? As long as they work together to clear the level, there's no way they can figure out the cards in the dungeon boss's hand.

"Could it be..."

"Nonsense, you're fucking trying to compete with the air, right?" Luo Fang couldn't bear it anymore and pulled out a bright long knife, pretending to kill Juan'er on the spot, "Conceive a 'more powerful' enemy out of thin air so that we can Relying on you? In fact, it doesn’t exist! It’s just that the difficulty of the copy has increased! This is not the first time you’ve said this nonsense, do you think anyone will believe you?”

In an instant, Luo Fang's knife was about to cut off Juan'er's neck.

At the same time, Juan'er was calm and unhurried. No one could see her arm movements clearly. After a moment, she pinched Luo Fang's knife with her fingers, and the tip of the knife was only half a centimeter away from her neck.

The air seemed to tremble at that moment.

All the players in the tavern widened their eyes. Damn it, you really shouldn’t believe the rumors. The strength of this witch is unfathomable!

·

In the small attic on the top of the mountain, the fainted Moss finally woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw black and white words hanging in front of his eyes.

[Block the live broadcast if you don’t want to bathe in the corpse insect pool]

Moss looked pale and immediately obeyed and used the prop to block the live broadcast.

But after using it, he realized, "Huh? Why do you want me to block the live broadcast?"

Moss was tied up with chains several times and tied to a pillar so tightly that he could not move even with the greatest strength. He found himself in an old and dilapidated attic, surrounded by the smell of corpses and The smell of blood.

He looked down again and said, "Damn it, so many people died!"

The ground was filled with all kinds of dead players, their limbs and limbs were in pieces, their flesh and blood were blurred, and it was unsightly to look at. Most people would feel nauseated after seeing it, but Moss just felt a little uncomfortable after seeing it. He really wanted to know what the hell this place was.

At this time, the blue-black corpse he had seen before came towards him, holding a knife in his hand with blood still on it.

The corpse stared at Moss coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Moss paused. Rather than being scared, he was mainly confused. He thought to himself that he had been to [Horror Town] several times before, and it was impossible that he had offended any ghoul during those few times. ?

When the corpse walked up to him, Moss suddenly had an epiphany, "You, you are...Olan!?"

Moss be damned.

"Aren't you dead? Why did you become an NPC in [Shock Town]?"

Moss was full of questions. He was not so shocked even when he was suddenly blown to death last time.

"Huh, you don't understand anything." Oran rolled his eyes.

Moss looked confused and said: "You...don't you regret that I said something you knew nothing about last time?"

"I thought you would have some information, but as expected, you know nothing."

What's going on? Moss found that things were much more complicated than he thought. Oran, who originally died in [Dead Rising], turned into an NPC and was actually in [Horror Town]. This was so outrageous that it was simply unheard of.

Oran ignored what he was thinking and nailed a knife directly to Moss's left lung.

"Fuck you..." Moss looked hideous in pain.

Oran picked up a player head from the ground.

"Go ahead and transfer all the points to this person."

Moss took a closer look and saw that the player with the head was not dead yet, because the boss's power was still hanging on to his life. It should be said that he couldn't die if he wanted to, it couldn't be more miserable.

In particular, there seemed to be a bunch of black things crawling in the ears of the head.

"Damn it! Corpse worm! Damn, I can't fucking stand this damn thing. Just go around and fuck me."

Moss was scared to see bugs, especially a lot of bugs! These things were simply disgusting objects by nature for human beings, and he had goosebumps.

"I have a lot of ways to torture people here, hurry up." Olan was very impatient, but thinking that this person was hindering him in every possible way in [Zombie Rising], he wanted to slowly torture this guy.

Of course, if you don't lose, how can you possibly get in touch with that person? Maybe, this is all a game. The main god uses god-level props as bait to attract players to participate in the game. [Zombie Rising] is just the beginning.

Olan suddenly realized something. He looked at the white paper hanging on one side and murmured to himself: "You are indeed just like that woman. You always have this kind of prop."

"Ah? That woman... refers to Juan'er?"

Moss almost rolled his eyes and thought, come on, most famous players actually have this prop. People like them will inevitably involve some secrets when they break into the dungeon. In order to hide the secrets, of course they always have live broadcast blocking props. ah. Not everyone can be as magnanimous as you, Brother Oran.

"Humph." Olan glanced at him, thinking about how to torture this guy next, but suddenly, his expression changed, and he turned to look at Moss, as if he was particularly reluctant to say: "Although I really want to peel off your skin. Come down and take it slow... you're lucky, the second round has begun."

"What-" Moss didn't even have time to ask, before he was slashed by Olan's knife.

When he opened his eyes again, he came to a white room, and the surroundings were so quiet that no one could hear a sound.

Moss walked out of the balcony and looked in the direction of the sunlight.

In all directions, nearly two hundred people knelt deeply in one direction, almost prostrating themselves.

Looking closely, their bodies were trembling.

What were they praying for? Moss was shocked.

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