The indescribable thing is slowly growing in size before your eyes. The coral monster was originally transformed from a period of absolute madness into a direct believer, and has a deep understanding of chaos and madness.
Approaching Cthulhu again, suppressing the madness in my heart, I couldn't stop it, squeezing everything in my body violently.
In the end, the coral monster couldn't hold on to the last string of rationality and embraced absolute madness again.
As a believer of Cthulhu, it has no regrets. Madness and disorder are what it pursues, but this day has come early.
Kemen looked at the crazy coral monster. Madness is not the end. He will harvest the opponent's soul again, absorb the crazy information from those souls, and then become a direct believer.
This operation was completed in the blink of an eye, after all, it was the main body.
The coral monster left the place in confusion. When its will digests the wave of chaotic information, it will be stronger than before.
Kemeng's eyes looked at the black black jade lying under the tentacles. The light it emitted was not black light, but colorful light.
Being able to store god-level memories is definitely not a mortal thing. What Ke Meng was thinking about was how to read the memories inside the black jade stone.
Logically speaking, there should be something near R'lyeh that can help Cthulhu unblock it. Otherwise, when the time comes for players to attack Kemon, they can't let Kemon stick on the ground like a wooden stake for players to hit.
That really doesn’t have any sense of gaming experience, and game designers probably wouldn’t design it like this.
If the boss of the second game could never move, Kemeng would definitely greet the eighteenth generation ancestor of the game designer in his heart.
Ke Meng continued to look at the black jade stone, and kept looking at it.
The ancient god's seal prohibited any movement. He couldn't move his body at all. He could only blink his eyelids, not to mention how uncomfortable he was.
Ke Meng rummaged through all the skills, and found that any skills that required movement could not be used, and the skills that could be used were basically skills in the spiritual field.
The only way I can think of is to keep watching, keep watching, use the method of body gaze to force a relationship with the mysterious jade stone, and then use the method of synaesthesia to peek into the god-level memory sealed in this jade stone.
Staring and blinking, Kemeng saw the bright sky, as pure as washing with water.
There was a gentle breeze blowing by my ears, and the white hair of the glutinous rice balls was messy in the wind. When I saw the owner wake up, I rolled around.
Kemeng stood up and looked around. In his dream, he went through more than ten rounds of sacrifices, most of which were sacrifices by full-level monsters. They gathered together to sacrifice, and only one full-level subordinate passed Kemeng's test. , but it was a pity that I didn’t pass the Blue Star level in the end.
Secondly, there are also some low-level monsters offering sacrifices to Kemeng. What Kemeng is looking for now are those low-level sacrifices.
The bandaged man half stood up, raised his bandaged hand, and pointed to a small stone a hundred meters away on the left. The crystal-skinned Shirley was standing there, with two types of special items at her feet.
Kemen looked at the bandage man and his teammates. Five teammates were still sleeping, and only the bandage man was sitting on the ground and woke up.
Kemen nodded towards the bandage man, and the bandage man waved his hand. Knowing that Kemen was going to use the big-faced cat to read the information, he mouthed: "Go, I'll wait for you here."
Kemen was a little surprised as to why the captain didn't speak and instead used lip-syncing terms.
The scene was eerily quiet, with no sound at all.
Kemeng gradually felt the strange atmosphere at the scene. There was really no sound at all, but Shijun didn't panic. What was he panicking about?
It must be that the things from the Investigation Bureau blocked the surrounding sounds. Ke Meng thought of the reason in his mind and walked to Shirley with the glutinous rice balls.
He moved the big-faced cat out behind a stone to see what the strange sacrifice sent today had.
The first sacrifice is a sacrifice sent by a team of players, which is ten cards.
The things given by players are rather strange and weird. They will not sacrifice things like equipment. The main reason is that they feel that Cthulhu has no need for such things, so it is better to sacrifice some curious things.
After staring at the big-faced cat for fifteen seconds, Kemeng immediately had strange knowledge in his mind.
"Incredible ancestral ten consecutive draws"
"This is a lottery deck that is popular in the Seventh Main City. If you draw ten times in a row, you will definitely get a golden card, which has incredible magic power."
The introduction is relatively short and dry, but the content is clearly stated. It is the player's lottery card.
In addition, Kemeng's brain also had some additional text understanding about the card, such as the text "Thank you for your patronage".
Holding the ten cards in his hand, Kemeng thought of the ten-consecutive drawing function popular in collectible card mobile games.
Is it an African chief or a European emperor?
Although I have some expectations for the effect of the card on my opponent, what if there is a big movement? I have to ask the captain for his opinion before deciding whether to draw it or not.
Kemeng looked at the second item, which was a sponge given by a level 250 believer in the sea area. It seemed to be able to absorb outside sounds.
"Sound-absorbing sponge"
"Sound is like a dry sponge. If you suck on it, some of the sound will be absorbed."
"The sound you sucked out will not come back unless you squeeze the sponge to release the sound."
There are no specified side effects, the effect is rather strange, and I feel it is not very useful and not strong enough.
Ke Meng put away the sound-absorbing sponge and opened his mouth to speak, but did not hear any sound.
It turns out that his voice has been sucked away.
No wonder when Shi Jun opened his mouth and spoke, there was no sound when the glutinous rice balls rolled. The sound-absorbing sponge had absorbed their sounds.
Kemen squeezed the sponge hard, and countless sounds rushed out from the yellow sponge.
The sound of wind, the chirping of insects, the captain's voice, the sound of pets walking around, the rustling of leaves, all kinds of sounds came out, as if pressing the fast forward button, all sounds returned to nature.
The sound returned at this moment, and all the teammates sleeping on the ground jumped up. The carp stood up, thinking that something had exploded.
In the distance, the bandaged man touched his throat, coughed, and heard his own voice.
Kemen threw the sound-absorbing sponge into the storage scarf and retracted his words, this thing is really strong.
Especially when all the sounds return to nature, the fast-forward sound and movement are squeezed into the eardrums like the Big Bang, which is so shocking.
Back in the team, Shijun and several teammates looked at Kemeng like they were looking at an awesome person.
"I've known before that you produce objects when you sleep. This time I saw how it was produced with my own eyes. It's really extraordinary." The bandage man raised his thumb and gave Kemeng a thumbs up.
"Captain, are you awake already?"
"No, I woke up in the middle of the night. I just wanted to see how your special items were born." Shi Jun did not shy away from it. He opened the skylight and said frankly, I just wanted to see how your items came from.
Although Kemon claimed in the bureau that new items are born every time he wakes up, some S-class members believe that Kemon may have a cornucopia-type item that can continuously produce items.
Now that the bandage man is personally guarding Kemeng, he finally sees the truth - there is no cornucopia.
