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

Chapter 608

“Bai Lixin, I heard you lost ten minutes of your memories here,” Samael lifted his chin slightly, a hint of pressure in his voice. “Was it caused by this little monster?”

Seemingly sensing Samael’s hostility, the eyes hidden in the darkness trembled.

“I checked their wounds twice. Although the injuries were gruesome, they were all inflicted by the players themselves,” Bai Lixin gently placed a hand on Samael’s shoulder, suppressing his killing intent. “In other words, although I don’t know what happened in those ten minutes, no one else but the players themselves were involved.”

“To make players attack each other…” Lin Jue pondered, “Could it be they saw some illusion? Making them mistake their teammates for enemies and attack viciously?”

Samael: “I can’t think of any other reason.”

Lin Jue looked up too: “Did this little monster make them see illusions and kill each other?”

The eyes in the darkness trembled several more times.

Bai Lixin: “Last time we entered here, the player in the green down jacket immediately ordered the capture of this little monster. At that time, four players jumped onto the beams simultaneously. The little monster evaded for a long time, and ultimately, the players fell off the beams.”

“If it was the cause of the illusions, it should have created an illusion to protect itself when the players tried to catch it, instead of just dodging.”

“It’s most likely not the one creating the illusions.”

Samael withdrew his gaze, “If it’s not it, then who? Is there someone else in this house?”

Bai Lixin: “I asked the surviving player. He didn’t enter any illusion immediately upon entering this wooden house; it took some time.”

“The last time I came with the team, we entered the illusion after a period too.”

“The common factor both times was the delayed onset of the illusions.”

“The surviving player couldn’t recall exactly how long it took before he entered the illusion, he only said it was about a few minutes.”

“But I counted carefully. From the moment I entered to the moment I lost my memory, it was 6 minutes and 30 seconds. By the time I regained my senses, 10 minutes had passed.”

Lin Jue sounded a bit stunned: “Then from the time we entered until now, it’s been…”

Samael: “It’s been 6 minutes and 15 seconds.”

Lin Jue: “Fuck.”

Bai Lixin: “So from now on, everything we see is just an illusion. Remember, don’t attack.”

Lin Jue’s vision suddenly blurred, and he only had time to curse inwardly.

The originally pitch-black room was instantly engulfed in fiery red.

The once desolate and decayed wooden house was filled with people, laughter, and music resounding in every corner.

Lin Jue was squeezed into a corner, with people crowding in front of him.

“First, bow to heaven and earth!”

Through the crowd, he heard the sound of a wedding ceremony.

People jostled back and forth, almost crashing into him. Lin Jue instinctively pushed, pausing when his hand touched someone’s back. He realized he could see his own palm.

Lin Jue looked at his hand exposed to the air, then touched his body and face. His heavy down jacket was gone.

Because there were so many people, Lin Jue even felt stuffy.

The air was filled with a mixture of burnt charcoal and human sweat, a terrible smell that made Lin Jue frown.

The person in front seemed to feel Lin Jue’s push and turned to look at him.

When Lin Jue saw that person’s face, he instinctively drew his knife but then remembered it was all an illusion. He restrained his attack impulse and put the knife back in his backpack.

The person before him couldn’t be called human.

His entire body was pitch black, and his charred skin was covered with cracks of varying depths. The eyes were stuck together, and there were no facial features, resembling a misshapen human figure made of black charcoal.

The person glanced at Lin Jue and then turned away.

When Lin Jue looked around at the others, they all had the same eerie appearance.

The burnt charcoal he had sensed earlier wasn’t from a furnace but from these people!

“Second, bow to the parents!”

A voice came from the center of the crowd.

Lin Jue hesitated slightly, then pushed through the people to the front.

The charred people were swayed left and right by his actions, like wheat waves.

By the time he reached the front, Lin Jue was covered in black charcoal dust. He didn’t have time to clean it off, focusing entirely on the absurd wedding before him.

This seemed to be from an old era. The groom was wearing a mandarin jacket and Zhongshan suit, with an ancient round hat he couldn’t recall the name of.

At this moment, the bride and groom were kneeling on the ground with their heads buried in their laps, and the bride was covered with a large red veil.

He couldn’t see either of their faces clearly.

Lin Jue turned to look at the parents. His pupils suddenly shrank, and a hideous smile that was between bitterness and amusement appeared at the corner of his mouth.

What parents? It was clearly two wooden figures carved from tree stumps!

A few crude and random strokes were drawn on the wooden faces to make them look like human faces.

They had random pieces of paper stuck on them to serve as new clothes.

The smell of burning charcoal grew stronger. Lin Jue felt a headache and he rubbed his temples with his eyes slightly closed.

“Husband and wife can now face each other!”

The sound of the suona suddenly blasted, and the officiant’s voice echoed through the room, as if it was right next to Lin Jue’s ear.

Lin Jue opened his eyes with a frown, only to see a large red veil right in front of him.

He was momentarily stunned and looked around, realizing that he had somehow taken the groom’s place and was now standing opposite the bride.

His clothes had changed into the groom’s bright red wedding attire, and his body was uncontrollably raising his hands in a bow.

As he bent down, his head touched the bride’s head.

A pungent smell of burning charcoal instantly invaded his nostrils.

Before Lin Jue could react, the officiant’s voice rang out again.

“Groom, lift the veil!”

The suona’s sound soared, and Lin Jue saw his hand raise uncontrollably again, pinching the edge of the bride’s veil.

The bride was so close, and when the veil was lifted, Lin Jue mentally prepared himself.

With such a strong smell, the bride should also look like the charred figures around them.

However, when the veil was lifted, it wasn’t what Lin Jue had imagined.

Under the veil was a face of unparalleled beauty.

Her eyes were full of affection and her eyebrows were like distant mountains. Her cheeks blushed like peach blossoms and her lips were like cherries.

The bride looked at Lin Jue affectionately, then shyly lowered her eyes.

Something hit Lin Jue’s chest, and he stared blankly at the bride before him, the noise around him becoming distant and faint.

So beautiful.

This overwhelming sense of beauty lasted for several seconds, until a suona sound like a phoenix’s cry pierced the sky and the charred figures suddenly panicked.

They pushed and shoved each other, and the scene became chaotic.

At some point, the bride had hidden in Lin Jue’s arms, and an unfamiliar voice shouted in his ear.

“Brother Xiao, take your wife and go! It’s burning, it’s burning!”

The smell of burning grew stronger.

He held the bride tightly and looked around, trying to find the person speaking.

He didn’t find anyone, but he saw an alarming scene through the window.

Reflected in his pupils was a fiery red; at some point, flames had already surrounded the wooden house.

It turns out that the intensified charcoal smell wasn’t from the bride, but from the scorching smoke outside.

The charred figures began to panic. Some tried to open the windows to escape, while others tried to open the wooden door.

However, the windows and door were tightly sealed, no matter how hard they pushed, they wouldn’t budge.

“Help me.”

“I don’t want to burn to death.”

“Open the door, open the door quickly.”

“Let me out!”

The cries and struggles of the crowd filled the air.

The bride’s soft, boneless body curled tighter, and Lin Jue could even hear her rapid breathing.

“Lin Xiao.” The bride whispered in his ear, her voice like an oriole’s song, “I want to get out of here.”

Lin Jue’s body suddenly moved.

For a moment, he couldn’t tell if it was a forced reaction from the plot or his own action.

He carried the bride in a princess hold, and squeezed through the crowd to the door.

With one arm around the bride’s waist, his other hand flipped in the air, producing a small knife.

The bride clung tightly to Lin Jue’s neck, her breath soft against his ear.

Lin Jue’s heart skipped a beat, and he raised the knife high, about to strike the wooden door in front of him.

“Ding-ling! Ding-ling!”

A bell sound came from somewhere.

The bell should have been faint, but it strangely pierced through all the noise, reaching Lin Jue’s ears accurately.

Lin Jue’s hand that was about to strike suddenly paused.

He looked at the knife in his hand, then at the wooden door in front of him, and finally put the knife away.

That was close.

He almost struck.

Was this the illusion?

He remembered Bai Lixin’s warning not to attack each other.

But he wasn’t attacking an enemy now; he was attacking the wooden door that trapped him.

He almost fell for it out of carelessness.

The bride was still in his arms. Lin Jue hesitated for a second, but finally let her go.

No matter how beautiful, it was all an illusion.

Seeing Lin Jue step back, the bride’s stunning face showed no resentment.

She still looked shy and lovely, just staring at Lin Jue intently.

Her eyes shimmered, and in the next second, two crystal-clear tears fell from her eyes, sliding down her smooth cheeks and landing on the ground, and also falling into Lin Jue’s heart.

Lin Jue’s chest throbbed again, and his heart felt as if it was tightly gripped by a giant hand, causing him sharp pain.

The bride stood by the window, the firelight through the window illuminating half of her face.

Her face covered in the glow and tears was brighter than her red dress.

“Lin Xiao.” The bride called out to him, with a broken and beautiful smile on her face . “I can’t leave.”

“Promise to take care of yourself…”

The next moment, the window exploded, and the furious fire rushed in, engulfing the bride.

Lin Jue was shocked and subconsciously reached out to the bride.

Don’t die, don’t die, don’t die!

“Ding-ling! Ding-ling!”

The bell rang again.

Lin Jue felt a moment of confusion as the scene before him changed once more.

The scorching flames that reached the sky vanished, replaced by a biting cold.

He instinctively shrank his neck, looking around in bewilderment.

Everything was white.

Beside him stood Bai Lixin and Samael.

Lin Jue’s vision gradually cleared. He looked at the vast snowy landscape and then at the flat ground beneath him. “Did we come out? What just happened? Does anyone remember?”

The response he received was silence.

Lin Jue discreetly touched his chest.

‘Strange, what happened in those ten minutes?’

‘Why does my chest hurt so much?’

‘There were no wounds on his body. Could it have been a mental attack?’