Volume 7: War and Peace in an Abandoned Town Chapter 22: Boss Battle: Signs of Conflict - Li Lin (Part 1)
The blood begins to boil.
Listening to the hymn that began to be chanted with the resonance of magic, both the people in the live broadcast room and the female anchor could feel the surging beating of their hearts.
Just as that person said, blood is the currency of the soul, and when the blood beats, the soul itself will also beat .
In Les Miserables, when the magic and will of a certain being begin to resonate, and there are some special feelings and scenes, the hymns sung by heaven and earth will sound, filling the magic and background as a blessing of power. Although many players think that this setting is completely for nonsense and funny, the players watching the live broadcast were stunned when they witnessed this moment.
'The Ninth Art! This is the Ninth Art!'
'I told you this female anchor has potential! She can always scare you when you're about to fall asleep!'
'Hurry, hurry! The female anchor is going viral again! Hurry up and spread the room number!'
'Host, aren't you always short of money? This wave will definitely be stable!'
Faced with such a ritualistic and epic boss battle scene, the female anchor's room was silent at first, and then exploded instantly.
The number of followers and the number of people in the live broadcast room began to increase at an almost geometric rate. However, the female anchor could not laugh at this favorable situation, and even felt like crying.
If possible, she really didn't want to become famous in this situation. Although she thought she was not too timid, she was definitely not that brave. Looking at the red knife monster slowly approaching in the moonlight, the female anchor cried and tried to run out of the block.
But before she could turn around and run a few steps, the audience with a 360-degree view started exclaiming.
'Don't run away, anchor! Come back and play! We are in good shape!'
"Oh my, it looks like the second stage is about to start. Why are you running?"
'It's over, this female anchor is such a jerk, I'm only following her for the sake of embarrassment.'
"???"
What's going on? Why am I the only one who is so weak? Can't I just run away if I can't win?
What happened again? Why do I feel like I don't know what happened?
The anchorwoman looked back in bewilderment, and for some reason the monster in the moonlight wailed and half-knelt down, covering its head and panting. But before the anchorwoman could slow down, the monster shook its head, stood up again, and looked in the direction where the anchorwoman was running away, revealing a hideous smile.
"Escape? Can you escape your own blood?"
“——!!!!”
Can't move.
The female anchor was shocked to find that the blood in her body seemed to be controlled by some invisible threads and solidified in place.
The red monster obviously knew the reason for this situation. He grinned, exhaled a breath of bloody white air, and limped slowly towards the female anchor.
The battle speed of Les Miserables is definitely not as fast as many other games where you can't see clearly without hormones, but because it is just the speed of an ordinary person, it has a more terrifying despair and oppression. The absolutely insurmountable level, the fragility and pain that comes from the weakness of one's own flesh, and the overwhelming courage that comes with it are even more terrifying than the skills themselves.
Looking at the monster dragging the knife and splashing blood, the female anchor didn't even know whether she was controlled by the skill or by fear itself.
The town's clock chimed dully, and the invisible sound waves shook the blood sea and created a few ripples. The flowing red currency seemed to have its own thoughts, crawling out from the corpses in every corner, and slowly converged into the monster's body along the soles of his feet.
The heart was beating so fast that even the female anchor several meters away could hear it clearly. It was not a bell, but the evening bell calling her death. As if deliberately stepping on the bell, the monster's cracked lips pulled back frantically, revealing the red and white gums, cruel and hideous like a beast imitating a human form. Every breath brought hot white air.
"Look, look, you are so rich... This is really enviable... But you have to give it out, I give to everyone, everyone gives to me..."
Looking at the female anchor who was nailed to the spot, the monster grinned and raised the red long knife.
'Maybe I'm really not suitable to be a host... I'm timid and afraid of death. I don't even have the courage to fight back against this monster... But it's really too scary... Why did such a scary monster appear? Is there nothing else in these people's brains except blood plasma?'
If I had known this earlier, I would have gone back to being a waiter.
Facing the sad and dreamy bloody blade under the moonlight, the female anchor slowly closed her eyes.
But just when the female anchor was about to close her eyes and wait for death, the monster suddenly let out a wail, staggered back a few steps, blood splattered all over his body, and gasped for breath.
"What are you doing... you arrogant and stupid player... you actually want to come out... now is my time... time is running out... can't I make up for the trauma..."
The monster half-knelt down with its head covered. Its arrogant and terrifying aura at the beginning gradually faded, and even the faint hymn no longer appeared.
It was as if he was atonement. He half-knelt on the ground and whispered something, and actually let the female anchor go.
"Huh? This boss's status is wrong!"
The audience in the live broadcast room keenly noticed the abnormality of the monster and exclaimed:
"I just used hormones to hit the relative time, and the monster seemed to be saying something like 'This is not me'. This is a plot boss!"
'I'm shocked. Is there such a cool boss in this game?'
"I heard it too! And don't you think this monster looks familiar...?"
"You're right. It does look familiar."
"Huh?! The boss's name appeared!"
“…”
Staring blankly at the logo and task bar that appeared on her eye sockets, the female anchor looked at the half-kneeling figure in front of her in surprise, her heart filled with shock.
'Special Mission: Defeat/Kill/Awaken the Arrogant Person'
'Introduction: A madman who thinks he has the power of force sneaks into the dream. He is the embodiment of disaster and misfortune. He is confident that he can complete the task with his own ability. However, the evil he encountered was beyond his expectations, and he fell into an illusion. The fear in his heart and the desire for blood completely engulfed him, and he turned into an inhuman beast and wandered around the town. This is the fate of arrogant people, but it is not absolute. You may be able to redeem him, or be redeemed by him. '
'Killing/defeating the arrogant will earn you a special brand. The Old Gods will look after those who kill monsters. The blood of madness doesn't care who its master is, it just follows the twisted monster. But if you do that, you may realize what you really want.'
'You have discovered the plot boss: the arrogant man.'
'Sign of Dispute - Li Lin (Near Death)'
