After the Full-Level Boss Entered the Infinite Game By Mistake

the thousand-year-old e-sports player in front of him, “Their blood is also red, they also cry and feel despair, they feel sadness and joy, didn’t you feel uncomfortable when killing them?”

Emperor, “Uncomfortable? What’s uncomfortable.
Even if it’s realistic, it’s still an AI virtual human.
All I care about is my performance, it’s none of my business if they die or live.”

Bai Lixin, “Even if it’s an AI virtual human, you should at least stop and think when something is completely lifelike and whether it should be seen as a dead object.
When an object is endowed with feelings and life, it has been removed from its most primitive identity.”

“Don’t talk to me here about all this,” the Emperor waved his hand impatiently.
“I am only talking to you as a special privilege and to also know from how the game lobby is doing.
Do you really think you’re so important?”

“I tell you, even if I start from scratch, it won’t be long before I can catch up with them and become the one at the top of the leaderboard!”

Bai Lixin’s eyes were as cold as frost, and the Emperor was furious on seeing that kind of look in his eyes, “Don’t look at me with such eyes! That damned bastard, Dijia, was so arrogant in the game lobby back then, then that little bastard also looked at me with such eyes, and now even you, a stinking skin, also dare to?”

Bai Lixin sneered, “Emperor, do you still consider yourself a human being? You have even abandoned your own name, what can you do even if you return to the game lobby?”

He opened his backpack bar, “Let me send you a message.”

Emperor, “What message?”

The pure white scythe instantly appeared in Bai Lixin’s hand.
The young man stomped it, and his angry voice resounded throughout the hall, “Your Uncle! Laozi will now send you to your death!”

*laozi- slang arrogant term for ‘I’.
*Your uncle: away of scolding.

At the same time, a whirlwind suddenly appeared.

Dijia, Xia Chi, and the other two suddenly appeared in the hall and heard Bai Lixin’s words.

Dijia: “……”

Baby is so brave, I love it!

Xia Chi: “……”

Brother, it turns out that you can also get angry?

Li Cancan and Liang Xi: “……”

Did they come at a bad time? Is it too late to pretend to be offline?

—

In the live broadcast room.

[It’s over, it’s over! God Xin blew up! Have a nice trip, trash emperor!]

[I obviously listened to a lot just now, and it seemed like a huge amount of information, buy why did I suddenly forget it?]

[I forgot too! But I know that this emperor is trash, the kind where it’s not enough if he died 10,000 times.
The fact that he could piss off and irritate the light-hearted God Xin is enough to show what a piece of shit he is.]

[I remember, he said he killed many people, lived a long time, was the origin of the undead race, and tampered with the prophecy.
That’s all I remember, am I right?]

[Why do we have collective memory loss? Is the system secretly doing something to us?]

[Fuck, trash system, not only did you get us into this hellhole, but also tampered with our memories!]

On the 999th floor of the tower, the man gathered his good-looking eyebrows and his dark eyes flickered.

Who is Yan Yue? Why did that name sound familiar?

In a trance, several memory fragments appeared in the mind.

In front of him stood a young spirited man whose face could not be seen, and the two seemed to agree on something.

—

The beautiful young man holding the scythe rushed up to the emperor and slashed at him.

However, the beautiful ghost-like man just laughed loudly and his body instantly turned into a cloud of smoke.
The smoke gathered in mid-air, quickly coalesced and reverted back to a healthy body.

Emperor, “It’s all in vain.
I told you that I’m immortal, you can’t kill me.”

“You’re not even close to my level.
So what if there is a prophecy? So what if you are really the one destined one? As long as I kill you, the important piece of the prophecy will be broken! I also have to thank you for providing me with the heart to become human again.
All of you ants must die!”

The torches on the walls of the palace hall suddenly went out, and along with the extinguishing of the torches, Xia Chi, Li Cancan, and Liang Xi suddenly felt like they couldn’t breath

The three knelt on the ground in pain.
They grabbed their throats and opened their mouths, trying to take a deep breath.

However, the feeling of suffocation was like maggots attached to their bones, constantly eroding and tormenting them.

In their ears, the Emperor’s sharp and piercing cold laughter continued on as if mocking their fragility and self-control.

Bai Lixin’s eyes were cold as he raised the scythe above his head, “He is pumping out the oxygen in the hall.”