I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 668 His name cannot be known

"Colin, I saw your hand touch Amon, did you not kill him?"

"I didn't kill him. It was too late when I met him." Colin shook his head, feeling very regretful.

"There is new news. The poison we were poisoned at the beginning was an unnamed poison. Later, some people died and found out that the poison was called Amon's poison." A female Druid player with antlers on her head He took a sip of the ice slime and said.

"What's the situation, where's the new news, wouldn't it be released by the enemy?" Colin didn't believe it.

When Colin died, his eyes widened, and he saw a message written in his status bar: "You have been poisoned by an unnamed poison."

Afterwards, dozens of abnormal buffs came from his body, and he died within two or three seconds.

"The picture has been sent to you, see for yourself." The Druid player who is close to nature swiped his finger slightly and sent the picture to all his friends.

Kemeng is not included here, he is just a passer-by who has changed his face and body, and even the breath on his body has changed. In addition, he also used spiritual disguise to disguise his spirituality as another temperament.

Even if the person's spirituality is extremely high, it will be difficult to detect Kemon's spiritual disguise, unless the person has half of the spirituality of Kemon himself.

"Little brother, your ramen is ready." The boss smiled with squinted eyes, and put the beautiful ramen on Kemon's table.

In the bowl, the ice slime slider is on the upper left, the overcooked dragon egg is cut in half and placed on the right, and the thin and long ramen is lying in circles in the thick soup, steaming.

Kemen poked the ice slime with his chopsticks, and the cold and hot air blended together, creating a wonderful feeling, which refreshed the mind and cleaned away some mental pollution.

"This bowl of noodles can heal people's hearts." Kemen realized the power of this bowl of noodles.

I took a sip of slime, it was very slippery and icy, a strange taste that I had never tasted stimulated Kemeng's tongue, as if his soul was frozen.

It is this chilling feeling that seems to be able to freeze some impurities in the human body and soul, and thus reduce mental pollution by a few points.

"It's really Amon's poison." Colin next to him murmured.

"After we were resurrected, the poisoning effect disappeared, and the death toll stopped increasing. It should be a one-time poison. Amon has nowhere to go." Druid antlers player provided big data again and analyzed.

Kemen was listening, thinking that this is not enough to die, should he die again, until they are afraid.

At this time, Colin heard his companion's analysis, shook his head and said, "No!"

"Regardless of whether Amon's poison can reappear, we can't easily attack him anymore. After all, this poison is beyond what we can handle. Our poison resistance is not high enough to fight against this poison."

"But are we just going to swallow it like this!" Miss Antler swallowed the huge dragon egg in one gulp, expressing her anger in her heart.

"Hold it!" Colin looked directly at Miss Antlers, "Only if our poison resistance is high enough to ignore Amon's poison, can we kill Amon with a thousand swords!"

Kemeng ate a dragon egg expressionlessly, agreeing with Ke Lin's thoughts in his heart.

It's the time to eat the sub-dragon egg, as the nutrition enters the belly, it seems like a ball of fire rushes into the stomach, and then rushes into the liver.

Afterwards, the limbs felt warm, and the blood flowed up, as if it couldn't be exhausted.

Immediately afterwards, the influence of the ice slime also broke out, and the feeling of a cold summer welled up in my heart, occupying my whole body, fighting with the heat source, without distinguishing between you and me.

Kemon felt that he had infinite power and was extremely calm.

He firmly believes that this is the influence of the ramen. This ramen can not only clean up part of the pollution, but also increase strength and restore a lot of blood.

This bowl of noodles is really not simple, it is indeed the food ordered by veteran players, and their vision is unique.

"It's not just about poison resistance. I have experienced mental torture and physical torture from that poison. I feel that if I want to fight against Amon's poison, I have to improve my body's physical resistance, magic resistance, and poison resistance. , and mental resistance..."

"It's not easy to improve with so much resistance."

"In short, reaching the full level should be able to barely resist Amon's poison." Colin said in silence for a while.

"Why so sure, Colin?"

"I don't know, I just know it's my intuition, and my intuition has always been accurate." Colin shook his head.

Several Liver Emperor players were satisfied after eating the noodles, and their spirits returned.

"Goodbye boss, come to eat next time."

"Okay."

The players left, and the original seats were still warm, and they were filled by new players: "Boss, let's have a bowl of Fire Slime Slippery Ramen!"

"I want the dark attribute!"

"Light attribute!"

Tastes vary among young people, and Kermon sat here hearing several different types of entries.

The noodles were delicious, and Kemen stopped completely after eating them, and ate several kinds of ramen in a row in the noodle shop, and ate the slime series again.

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Orange Star, Department of the General Research Institute.

The red alert message popped up, and the scientists on duty raised their heads and read the red alert message in the game world as quickly as possible.

"Amon poison has swept the world, at least 40% of the players have been infected!"

"The speed of poisoning varies from person to person. A leveler far away in the 500-level area said that he only lost 500,000 blood and survived by taking medicine non-stop!"

"Amon is not hopeless!"

In addition to written reports, there are various pictures of the scene, videotapes that have not been checked for memetic infection capabilities, etc.

All kinds of documents require specific volunteers to try. After they finish trying, they are sure that they will not die suddenly in a short period of time, and then they are open to all scientists to study together.

Soon, the formula for the damage and distance of Amon's poison was calculated, and the accuracy was directly expanded to one hundred decimal places after zero, and this decimal point was increasing step by step.

The increase of decimal points means that the researcher's speculative model is becoming more and more accurate.

When Amon's poison can be described by a mathematical formula, it will no longer be so scary.

"We have calculated the distance relationship, but the transmission method is still unclear. Let's sort out the information and see if there is anything in common." The chief dean said in a deep voice.

Professor Li Shen blinked his bloodshot eyes, "I feel like it's a meme infection. As for what this meme is, my intuition tells me it's Amon's ID name."

After finishing speaking, the holographic stereoscopic projection popped up hundreds of millions of information comparison tables, among which Amon's ID name was highlighted.

The 100% number was marked in the air in blood red, stinging everyone's eyes.

"You mean, as long as you know Amon's name, you will be poisoned?" An old scientist trembled.

"Not necessarily, but there is a high probability that there is something wrong with the name Amon." Li Shen checked repeatedly, and marked hundreds of millions of non-poisoned lists.

None of these people who were poisoned knew Amon's name.