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

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The meteor hammer swung through the air in an arc, heading straight for the fleeing Baby Face.

Just as the meteor hammer was about to hit him, Xia Chi dove forward, using his body to shield Baby Face.

The meteor hammer seemed to hit an invisible glass barrier, and with a “bang”, it bounced back.

[Ding! Warning, soldiers cannot attack other soldiers.]

Using his body as a shield for the queen, this was a special protective method that soldiers could use against each other.

Xia Chi had used this method to rescue the Sun Queen from Little Overlord’s hands many times.

Little Overlord frowned slightly, his mouth turning downwards as he completely lost his patience.

He was tired of this cat-and-mouse game.

Several butterfly-shaped monsters hovered in mid-air, observing the scene below, neither approaching nor retreating.

They were like vultures circling the battlefield, patiently waiting to feast on the leftovers after the battle was over.

Little Overlord glanced at the butterfly-shaped monsters in the sky, and the meteor hammer in his hand swung again.

This time, the meteor hammer didn’t target Baby Face, but instead flew toward the butterfly-shaped monsters in the sky.

With several sharp screeches, some of the butterfly-shaped monsters were caught by the chains on the meteor hammer.

Little Overlord’s long arm swung the meteor hammer, and those butterfly-shaped monsters were flung like shot puts, hurtling towards Baby Face.

They moved at a rapid pace, letting out excited hisses.

Xia Chi was horrified. The gun in his hand kept firing bullets, the black barrel emitting white smoke.

But there were too many butterfly-shaped monsters, and there was a delay between each shot. A few monsters were hit by bullets, but more were rushing towards the defenseless Baby Face.

Xia Chi raised his gun in despair.

Excitement gradually appeared in Little Overlord’s eyes.

Everything was set in stone.

Just as the butterfly-shaped monsters were only a few steps away from the Baby Face, the sound of something tearing through the air suddenly rang out.

Several golden light arrows flew overhead, piercing the hearts of those butterfly-shaped monsters.

The butterfly-shaped monsters crashed to the ground with a bang. Baby Face, who was surrounded by monster corpses and already pale with fear, looked in the direction from which the arrows had been shot, realizing he’d narrowly escaped death.

Little Overlord frowned and turned around. Through the smoke and dust, Li Cancan with long hair, held a bow and arrow, her sharp eyes aimed directly at him.

Above her head, a blue dolphin stood out conspicuously.

Xia Chi jumped up excitedly, “Sister Cancan!”

Li Cancan kept her eyes fixed on Little Overlord, “Xia Chi, I’m late.”

Xia Chi helped the trembling Baby Face out from the pile of monsters, “No, you’re just in time, like a god descending from the heavens!”

“Annoying pest.” Little Overlord glanced at the blue dolphin above her head, “The Blue Dolphin, looks familiar. Oh, it’s from Nian Suihan’s faction. I won’t kill you this time, get lost.”

Li Cancan: “I’m already here, if I leave just because you tell me to, wouldn’t that be too embarrassing for me?”

Little Overlord swung the meteor hammer casually, tilting his head as he looked at Li Cancan, his eyes seeming to lose focus for a few seconds before he grinned, “Anyway, there’s plenty of time later. I’ll let you all off this time.”

After saying that, he really did put away his meteor hammer and leisurely walked towards the elevator, letting Xia Chi and the others go.

Only after Little Overlord left in the elevator did Li Cancan finally relax, pressing her hand to her chest as she let out a long sigh of relief, “That scared me to death. Why did he leave so suddenly? I thought he’d never let us go.”

Baby Face was still in a daze, “I survived? Oh my god, did I really survive?”

Xia Chi looked at the ruins of the museum and sighed, “Most of the monsters on the 300th floor were killed by Little Overlord. Who’s the real monster here? It’s ironic, the most dangerous place just became the safest.”

“Ah, by the way, Sister Cancan, why are you on the 300th floor? Did you come here specifically to find me?”

Li Cancan: “Nian Suihan is more afraid of death than I am. When I found the Blue Dolphin Queen, he was surrounded by a circle of Shentian Guild members. Not to mention monsters and enemies, even a fly couldn’t get in. There was no need for me to protect him.”

“Haha,” Xia Chi laughed, collapsing onto a pile of corpses, “Only you would dare to say that, Sister Cancan.”

“Uh…” A weak voice came from behind Xia Chi, “Can you give me a hand? My legs are too weak to stand.”

After two hours of intense pursuit, Xia Chi was also exhausted. His bangs were wet and sticking to his forehead. He rolled up his sleeves and pulled Baby Face out of the pile of monsters.

Baby Face was still terrified, staring at the elevator with lingering fear in his eyes, “Why did Little Overlord suddenly let us go? He had already cornered us.”

Xia Chi: “It must be because of Sister Cancan.”

Li Cancan shook her head, “It wasn’t because of me. When he was confronting me, his eyes wandered for a few seconds. He might have seen something in the system.”

“I can’t figure it out.” Xia Chi laid flat on the ground, resting his arms behind his head, “What could distract him so much?”

Li Cancan: “Yeah, I can’t figure it out either. By the way, where’s God Xin? Weren’t you two together?”

Xia Chi sighed, “Don’t even mention it. My brother and I separated a long time ago. My brother is the queen of Little Overlord’s faction…”

He suddenly stopped talking, shot up from the ground and locked eyes with Li Cancan.

The two looked at each other and spoke in unison, “It’s God Xin!” “It’s my brother!”

What else could make the Little Overlord give up chasing them at this time, other than going to find his own queen? !

Those few seconds of distraction were likely when Little Overlord checked Bai Lixin’s location!

Fatigue and exhaustion instantly vanished from Xia Chi’s body.

He quickly opened the private chat window and typed a few words rapidly.

Xia Chi: [Brother, where are you?]

Bai Lixin: [400th floor, cinema.]

Upon hearing the word “cinema”, a not-so-pleasant memory flashed through Xia Chi’s mind.

Xia Chi: [Little Overlord might be coming for you. I’m heading over now.]

Bai Lixin: [You’re still on the 300th floor?]

Xia Chi: [Yeah, I’m with Sister Cancan.]

Bai Lixin: [Don’t come over. I’m safe where I am, no one will find me. You and Cancan should find a safe place to hide. I’ll contact you later.]

Xia Chi: [Be careful then, the first six-hour round is about to end. I suspect he wants to find you before the faction and identity change. He might strike at the very start of the next round.]

The Queen’s Defense Battle will last seven days and seven nights.

Each round lasts six hours, and after each round, factions are redivided.

There were only ten minutes left until the end of the first round.

…

After closing the private chat with Xia Chi, Bai Lixin looked up, “Are you satisfied with this room?”

The clown with exaggerated makeup on his face glanced at the door of the private room and then looked away disdainfully, “I don’t like this room.”

Bai Lixin: “I clearly said to go to the 300th floor.”

The clown stubbornly continued walking down the corridor, “My hands, my choice. I’ll go to whichever floor I want.”

In the dark corners of the corridor and ceiling, vague black shadows could be seen curled up.

It wasn’t until they passed through the corridor that the black shadows slowly emerged from the darkness and quickly fled away as if escaping.

Once the shadows had all left, the door of a private room in the cinema quietly opened, and several players cautiously walked out.

They looked towards the end of the dark corridor curiously, and then at the backs of the fleeing monsters, clicking their tongues in amazement.

“That’s strange, those monsters seemed really afraid of that clown.”

“What just passed by? It could talk… was that a player?”

“Probably not a player. There was no faction emblem above his head, so it should be an NPC.”

“If it’s an NPC, then it’s probably a boss-level entity. Only a few high-level monsters in the copy can speak.”

“But he wasn’t with anyone. Was he talking to himself?”

“An NPC that even monsters fear must be a super monster. Just one glance at his face gave me the creeps.”

“What idiot came up with these garbage game rules? It’s so stupid.”

“Well, at least the first round is almost over. Thank goodness, we’re about to enter the second round.”

“This damn game, if I ever get the chance, I swear I’ll format it out.”

“Wiping it out is too easy on this broken game. First, we should format it, then throw it into a copy, and make it experience everything we went through.”

“Who are you planning to format?” A sinister voice suddenly interrupted their conversation.

Startled, they all turned around at the same time.

A young man with fiery red hair and covered in blood was standing behind them. No one knew when he got there or how much he had heard.

“It’s the Little Overlord.” That fiery red hair was too distinctive; the players immediately recognized who it was and let out a sigh of relief. “You scared me, I thought it was some monster.”

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the blood-stained face of the Little Overlord. “Monster?”

The player who spoke quickly waved his hands, cold sweat pouring down. “No, no, I wasn’t talking about you, I thought there was a monster.”

[Dear players, there are only 30 seconds left in the first round.]

The sudden system prompt interrupted the player’s explanation, and a huge red countdown appeared where every player could see.

The time began to decrease from 30 seconds.

30… 25… 18… 10… 8… 3, 2, 1, 0.

When the time reached 00:00:00, the system voice rang out above everyone.

[Ding, congratulations to all surviving players, the results of the first round are now announced.]

[Number of surviving players: 194,832.]

[It was the efforts of the soldiers that preserved the honor of the Queen and the Empire. In recognition of the soldiers’ efforts, the Queen will distribute her honor points equally among them.]

[Honor points have been distributed. Players can check the Honor Mall at their convenience.]

[Players now have 5 minutes to make purchases from the Honor Mall and prepare for the second round. After 5 minutes, the game will enter the second round.]

The Little Overlord blocked the players who were about to leave. “Let me ask you, did you just see a man with an azure lion and a crown above his head?”

The players looked at each other. “No, we didn’t see anyone like that.”

Little Overlord: “Then who was here just now?”

A player replied, “An NPC with clown makeup.”

The Little Overlord frowned slightly. “Are you sure it was an NPC? Not a player in disguise?”

The player: “There was no faction emblem above his head, so he should be an NPC.”

Little Overlord: “Where did that guy go?”

The player pointed to the dark corridor behind him. “He went down this hallway.”

The Little Overlord raised his eyes and glanced down the corridor. “Oh.”

After waiting for a while, the players saw that the Little Overlord still had no intention of letting them pass. One of them gathered up the courage to ask, “Um, Little… I mean, Xuan Chishui, is there anything else? If not, could you let us through?”

The Little Overlord spread his legs slightly, his tall figure completely blocking the corridor. “Wait a bit longer.”

The player asked, “What are we waiting for?”

[Ding!]

[The 5-minute countdown is over. The second round of the “Queen’s Defense Battle” begins now.]

An emblem appeared above the players’ heads simultaneously.

The Little Overlord had a white cat emblem above his head, and coincidentally, one of the players in front of him also had a white cat.

That player immediately pointed at the emblem above the Little Overlord’s head excitedly. “Little Overlord, we’re in the same faction!”

Just as he finished speaking, a crown appeared above the Little Overlord’s white cat emblem.

[Congratulations, player, you have joined the “White Cat” faction and obtained the “Queen Card”. Your current identity is “White Cat Queen.”]

“Just in time.” The meteor hammer suddenly swung up, smashing into the face of the player who had called the Little Overlord a monster. The player didn’t even have time to react before his head was smashed like a rotten watermelon. White brain matter mixed with blood splattered on the walls and the faces of the surrounding players.

Half a second of sluggishness brought other players an unforgettable nightmare.

They stared in horror as the lifeless body of the smashed player collapsed in the hallway. They wanted to scream, but the overwhelming terror made it impossible to make a sound.

“You called me a monster?” The Little Overlord retracted the meteor hammer and flicked off the blood and brain matter disdainfully. “Looks like you were right.”

He slowly raised his head, his sinister smile making the players’ hands and feet go numb. “Now, who’s next?”

There was no light in his eyes, only darkness, as if he had absorbed all the negative energy in the world.

His gaze slowly moved until it finally settled on the player with the white cat emblem.

That player immediately started shaking all over, his voice trembling as he begged, “We’re in the same faction, you’re just joking, right?”

The only response was a spiked meteor hammer. The white cat emblem above the player’s head vanished.

“First of all, I never joke,” the Little Overlord said as he retrieved the meteor hammer. “Secondly, I hate it when anyone uses the same thing as me. I am unique, and no one else deserves to have the same things I do, including emblems.”

“So, who’s next?”

“Ahhhhh!!!”

One of the players couldn’t take it anymore and screamed as he ran into the dark corridor.

Seeing this, the other players finally realized that now was not the time to stand still and wait to die. They turned and ran into the pitch-black corridor behind them.

In front of them was a terrifying clown.

Behind them was the horrifying Little Overlord.

Did they dig up someone’s ancestral grave in their previous life?!

The players ran through the dark corridor with their eyes closed, until suddenly, the player at the front came to a sudden stop.

The few players behind him had no choice but to try and stop as well.

The player at the front stopped because a figure was blocking their path.

Though they were panicked, they immediately recognized the figure.

A black tailcoat, a black gentleman’s hat, and a black-and-gold cane.

Wasn’t this the NPC that had scared all the monsters into hiding earlier?!

Slow and deliberate footsteps echoed from behind them.

Despair crept up from the depths of their hearts.

There was a wolf in front, and a tiger behind.

In this moment, the players began to see their lives flashing before their eyes.

The footsteps grew closer.

The NPC in front of them turned around.

A handsome yet sinister face, paired with a terrifying painted clown face, appeared in their view.

One player rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.

Seeing this, the other players actually felt a pang of envy—they wished they could pass out too, so they wouldn’t feel the pain of dying.

As they despaired, a shadow flashed before their eyes.

When they looked up again, the clown had already passed them and was standing in front of the Little Overlord.

The two stood about two meters apart, silently facing each other in the narrow, dark hallway.

Little Overlord glanced at the top of the clown’s head, then back down to his face, his eyes flickering with curiosity.

[Ding, Warning: The [Queen] is powerless and cannot attack NPCs.]

The clown’s white-gloved hand gave a slight twist, and two joker cards appeared in his palm.

The players held their breath, nervously watching the standoff between the two.

Neither of them moved, neither spoke, but the tension in the air was palpable.

The silence was terrifying, yet it felt as if the air was slowly boiling, stifling and oppressive.

Finally, Little Overlord let out a chuckle, put away his meteor hammer, and turned, slowly melting into the darkness.

The sound of his footsteps faded into the distance, and only when it was completely silent did the players finally breathe a sigh of relief. They touched their backs, realizing that at some point, sweat had soaked through their clothes.

The clown glanced at them and muttered to himself, “Forget about them, they’re in the way,” before turning and walking away.

As the clown moved further away, the players finally felt the joy of surviving a disaster.

They collapsed against each other, trembling.

“Oh my God, I was so scared. I thought I was dead for sure.”

“Little Overlord is insane, he’s too cruel.”

“It’s ironic that the clown monster we thought would kill us actually saved us.”

“How ironic.”

“Shh, keep your voice down, don’t let Little Overlord hear you.”

“So what do we do now… leave?”

“No way! What if Little Overlord didn’t leave and is lying in wait to ambush us?”

“Then what should we do? We can’t just stay here forever, can we?”

“Why not? Our goal is to survive, right? The clown scared off the other monsters and has no intention to kill us, so is there anywhere better than here?”

The player with the golden shield above his head opened his system panel. “We could stay here, but let me check where our queen is first.”

“Eh?” The golden shield gasped, turning to look down the dark hallway.

“Huh?” He looked at the system again, then back into the hallway.

“What’s wrong, brother?” The player with a green leaf above his head asked. “Why are you gasping like that? You’re freaking us out.”

The golden shield player stammered as he pointed deep into the hallway. “M-my queen… is twenty meters ahead of us.”

“?!”

“??!”

“What!”

Twenty meters ahead… wasn’t that where the clown monster was?!

…

“Here, take this.” The little figure in the pocket struggled to crawl out of the clown’s collar, reaching up to hand him something.

The object was no bigger than half a grain of rice, and the clown had to be very careful not to drop it. He held it between his fingers and brought it up to his eyes. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was a tiny metal chip.

“What is this?” he asked in confusion.

Bai Lixin: “It’s called a sound transmitter, it’s a prop. After using it, only you can hear me when I speak. Stick it to your temple.”

The clown carefully pressed the tiny metal chip to his temple, moving with exaggerated caution as if afraid of losing the tiny object.

[How about it?]

Bai Lixin’s voice suddenly echoed in the clown’s mind, and the clown looked at his pocket in amazement. “Your voice is in my head.”

Bai Lixin: [That means it’s working.]

Clown: “Why do I need to wear this?”

Bai Lixin: [Just in case.]

Chaotic footsteps came from behind.

The clown frowned and turned to glare at the annoying people who had interrupted his conversation with the little young man.

The timid players from earlier were standing behind him, panting and trembling. One of them, who had a golden shield above his head, asked cautiously, “Q-Queen?”

Clown: “…”

‘Is this guy stupid?’

‘Who’s he calling queen?’

“I…” He was about to deny it when Bai Lixin’s voice rang out in his head again, [It seems like he’s calling me. You should answer for me.]

The clown changed his tone. “Yes.”

He tilted his chin up slightly, and his tone immediately became arrogant. “You lowly commoners, I am your noble and beautiful queen. How dare you stand before me without kneeling in submission?”

Bai Lixin: “…”

‘This is so embarrassing.’

The players: “…”

The players looked at each other in bewilderment.

Should they kneel… or not?

With that arrogant tone, could this guy be another Little Overlord?

Bai Lixin had a bit of a headache: [Uh…they don’t have to kneel.]

Clown: “Why shouldn’t they kneel?”

“You are a noble Queen, they should kneel before you. Every day when the Queen of Hearts passes by, all soldiers and civilians must kneel respectfully. They aren’t even worthy to gaze upon your face.”

“So, you’re the noble Queen.”

“Wait, you’re the Queen? The King’s wife?”

“You’re married?!”

Players: “…”

‘Uh, is he talking to himself?’

‘Is he really okay?’

‘Is his mental state still stable?! Does he have a split personality?!’

‘So terrifying, maybe it’s better to kneel.’

Bai Lixin explained patiently: [I’m not a real queen, we’re just playing a role-playing game. Right now, I’m playing the queen, but I’m just a player like them. We’re equals.]

Clown: “Oh.”

He looked at the players, “Then you don’t need to kneel.”

The players, who were just about to kneel, stumbled and almost fell.

Golden Shield rubbed his knees, reflecting on the situation.

His [Golden Shield Queen] didn’t seem to be very smart.

But he quickly shrugged it off.

After all, who in their right mind would paint such an ugly clown face? No normal person would do that.

It’s understandable, it’s understandable.

After narrowly escaping death at Little Overlord’s hands, he suddenly felt at peace with the world.