Ke Meng's mind was in a trance. It was as if a new screen had opened in his mind. He could watch the kobold mountain village sacrifice scene and a blank gray space at the same time.
There is nothing in the blank gray space, it is empty.
This is a player's dream. The player has been offline for a long time. What is left here is a bunch of data, nothing. Kemeng thought this and suddenly felt that it was quite reasonable.
His consciousness drifted in this gray space for a few minutes, but nothing changed in what he saw before him, and he suddenly felt bored.
Speaking of which, he also has two dream skills, one is to distort dreams, and the other is to spread dreams.
Kemeng looked at the "Twisted Dream", which was in a usable state.
"Distorted Dreams: You can distort the opponent's dream world. The method of distortion is consciousness distortion."
Ke Meng tried to activate the Distorted Dream skill. In the next moment, the gray space was undercurrent, the fog rolled in, and the body consciousness of the original character was undergoing huge changes.
Kemen felt that his control over this dreamland had increased.
Originally you could only browse, but now you can try to twist things here.
"There are too few things. How about some water and air?" Kemen thought to himself.
The next second, water vapor was born from the gray mist, flew out, floated in mid-air, and continued to gather.
After a while, an artificial blue ocean formed here. It was vast and endless, as if there was no end.
"One more sun." Kemon thought to himself.
As soon as I thought about it, a bright ball of light slowly rose in the sky. The sun shone fiercely here, and soon the sea surface was filled with heat.
"More seafood."
Ke Meng was thinking about seafood, but he couldn't help but think of the crazy seafood people in Lalye City.
When Kemeng wanted to make further changes, he was told by the system that the other party's mental power was not enough to support higher-intensity transformation.
"Only so few things can be twisted?"
Mr. Ke stood above the ocean and looked around. There was nothing but water, air, sun and strange seafood.
Mr. Ke was disappointed. He didn't expect this skill to be so boring.
Subsequently, Mr. Ke activated the third dream skill - spreading dreams.
There was no reaction at first, but after a few seconds, a chorus of songs echoed in the dream world, far and near, rising and falling, and the voice was very hoarse.
The skill of spreading dreams does not require Kemeng to spread it himself, but is spread by patients who distort dreams.
People whose dreams are distorted will often have nightmares. If they tell the other person about the nightmare, the other person will also start to have nightmares.
Later, the victim told the next ordinary person about the nightmare, and the next ordinary person also started to have nightmares, spreading layer by layer.
Kemen experienced the use of this communication skill and was surprised by its mode of communication.
This mode of transmission is like an infectious disease, spreading one after another.
If you want to resist the spread of dreams, you must have high enough mental resistance.
Either struggle in the dream and try to maintain oneself and maintain rationality, otherwise it is easy to lose control.
"It's an awesome skill, but they are players. What's the use of my skill? If the player is offline, it shouldn't be affected by the game." Kemeng muttered in his heart.
…
When Kemeng transformed the player's dream, the sacrifices in the kobold mountain village did not stop.
The kobold priest waited there for a while, and then began to express his needs.
"Great Cthulhu, we don't want female adventurers to become extinct. We just beg you to give us the power of revenge!"
After the discussion the day before yesterday, the kobold mountain village believed that their requirements were too high and the sacrifices did not meet the requirements, so this time they lowered their conditions in the hope of getting help from Mr. Ke.
After saying that, the priest squirmed and knocked his head on the ground without daring to raise his head. He held up a small basin with both hands, which contained new sacrifices.
It was an old leather glove with round nails embedded in it, which fell down the basin into the pool.
Ke Meng's consciousness was staring at the glove, not knowing what it was.
The kobold priest lay motionless on the ground.
Ke Meng blinked his eyes, but his consciousness had not yet returned to reality, which meant that it was not time to wake up yet.
Since you haven't awakened yet, try to see if you can respond to the believer's request.
After all, the things they sent were not dangerous. At least I could help him out and let the believers have a sense of expectation, so that they would be motivated to hold the next sacrificial ceremony.
"I agree to your request," Kemeng said.
However, Mr. Ke’s mouth was sealed by the ancient god and he could not open his mouth to speak.
Fortunately, accepting the sacrifice is a conscious act, and Kemeng's words came to him as soon as his mind moved.
However, in the process of spreading Mr. Ke's whisper, the power of the evil god he carried also spread.
All the people in the kobold mountain village heard a buzzing sound, as if the sky was falling.
Their status was too low and their abilities were limited. They could not hear the entire content of the evil god's words. They could only feel the buzzing of ten thousand bees in their ears, and their heads were bloated to the point of bursting.
His body also trembled, as if there were invisible tentacles burrowing all over his body, making him feel uncomfortable.
Kemeng saw the man in black robe feeling uncomfortable across space and time. Mr. Kemen himself didn't know what happened.
Like they were scared out of their wits?
Forget it, let’s get down to business.
Kemen rummaged through his skill bar. As an evil god, he has countless skills. Naturally, there are countless skills that allow believers to gain power.
A skill called "Random Gain Magic" attracted Mr. Ke's attention.
Click to take a look and the skill description is as follows:
"Random buff magic: Use this skill on multiple targets, and the targets will receive buff magic randomly. It may be a negative gain or a positive gain, which is full of randomness."
It seems good.
Mr. Ke thought, and used this skill on the believers.
…
Kobold mountain village, outside the well.
Countless black-robed kobolds were trembling, their entire faces twisted behind their masks, enduring invisible torture.
It was also at this time that the buzzing sound full of chaotic emotions disappeared, and the brain no longer trembled.
The kobold priest breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not dead.
But it is too dangerous to sacrifice to the evil god.
It’s better not to do that next time, it’s dangerous and the gain outweighs the gain.
When the kobold priest had the idea of retreat, the bright ripples took the well as the axis, spread outward, and scanned the entire mountain village.
The kobold priest's whole body was shaken, his body swelled, and his muscles were filled with strength.
"What kind of power is this?" The priest was shocked.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Ke really responded, and he gained new power.
However, he could feel that this power was not permanent and would disappear after a while.
Behind him, there were also surprised sounds from the villagers, as well as painful wails from some people.
The priest was awestruck and did not dare to speak.
The evil god's gift is never safe. Some people can accept it, and some people die because of it.
And he is just the lucky one among dozens of villagers.
