Gurgling.
The sound of sea water flows in my ears, whether it is slow water or rapid water.
The water flowed over the stone pillars suspended above the giant underwater city, and followed the strange patterns on the surface of the stone pillars, making strange sounds.
If you listen carefully, the sea water and stone pillars actually play a chaotic and indescribable ocean music.
Listening to that kind of sound, any creature can't help but feel an indescribable feeling of horror in its heart.
This sense of horror has no origin. Just because I heard that weird sound, I started to feel inexplicably frightened.
It couldn't see anything, and could only judge by the sound that this place was very strange.
The next second.
In other words, at the moment when I heard the sound and started to be frightened, something even more terrifying, something that I couldn't resist, couldn't even think of resisting, and couldn't describe, was born in my heart.
what is that?
The leader of the tentacle monster group felt very uncomfortable and confused.
"Hello, the leader of the Shadow Stream House."
That terrifying voice sounded again. It was clearly using the Koi language of Blue Star, but it had an incredible magic power that made its whole body tremble, and its soul was involuntarily humbled to the extreme.
In front of the owner of that voice, it felt like it was worse than a dog.
"I'm so sorry...are you?" It couldn't help but tremble.
No, it was trembling before, but now it's trembling to the extreme. It doesn't know how to describe this feeling.
He obviously felt that he would die without even a scum left, and that he would not even be qualified to listen, but he managed to survive.
"It doesn't matter who I am."
"Tell me everything you know about the Lord of Shadow Stream and Blue Star's layout."
That indescribable existence is like this.
It is very nervous and very scared. Such power is really terrifying.
In the face of such power, it had no room for resistance, and it had nothing to hide in its heart. It spit out everything it knew in its heart.
…
Kemen blinked and calmly dealt with the leader of the tentacle monster group in his mind.
After the tentacle monster followed, it did not die directly.
As mentioned before, when Kemen opens his eyes, Raleye's seafood will go crazy, and there is a small chance that his head will explode.
The tentacle monster has its soul passing through it, so there is no "explosion of the head", but there is a chance that the soul will explode.
But because it has crazy and chaotic thinking, it has already regarded madness as normal, allowing the other party to avoid disaster.
Even so, it cannot escape the fate of being suppressed.
In Ke Meng's mind, he kept the idea of "leaving its life behind", at least not actively killing it, but also devoting part of his mind to protect its soul to avoid sudden death.
Let’s talk about the first few seconds.
After Ke Meng crossed over, he directly took the initiative and suppressed it first. That was because of the system.
The skills in the dream game are bound to Kemeng. After time travel, Kemeng naturally controls Cthulhu and suppresses the abnormal soul body that invades Kemeng's soul.
After listening for a while.
Kemen looked inside his mind, staring at the tentacled monster soul that had been deprived of vision by the evil god's will.
"So, the Fog of Despair is not what you want to summon. You originally wanted to summon the Lord of Shadow Stream to come to Blue Star, but due to the chaos in Koi Continent, the sacrifice ceremony was summoned incorrectly, causing a red fog that enveloped the world." Kemon muttered to himself.
Its soul body is already very weak. Even if Kemeng deliberately distracts himself from protecting it, he still cannot escape the path of death.
Isn't the Evil God a being that can communicate directly? If Kemeng hadn't deliberately used the Evil God's power to protect it, it wouldn't have been able to hold on for even a second.
"Yes, that's right." The tentacle monster felt a little desperate, feeling that it had no chance of survival.
The other party has no intention of killing it, but just talking to it consumes its infinite life.
Shadow creatures have no lifespan, but that doesn't mean they can't die. It's still too difficult for them to talk directly in front of the evil god.
Seeing that its soul body was getting thinner and thinner, Kemeng took the initiative to give it a blessing, kept it alive for another period of time, and then tortured it severely.
The leader of the tentacle monster group was already numb, like a puppet on strings, answering whatever he asked.
No one who talks to the evil god in his mind can't help but suffer like this.
Even if it regards madness as normal, its soul feels so inferior that it wants to commit suicide to apologize.
Ke Meng tortured him to the end, almost draining the opponent dry, and obtained the real identities of all Shadow Stream elders and deacons as well as the tasks the opponent was performing.
These memories do not belong to the original knowledge of Cthulhu's own skills and can be brought back to reality.
"You're going to die, do you have any last words? Let me tell you." Kemeng's mood improved, and he forced it to continue for a few more seconds.
"Great existence, please let me die. I betrayed the Lord of Shadow Stream and told everything about it. I can't forgive myself." When it was dying, it still adhered to its beliefs.
"Really, that's it, then let's do it." Ke Meng originally wanted to say that he was Ke Meng, but Ke Meng thought about it, it would be better to do less than to do more, why bother to tell who he is just to show off.
What if the other party is not dead?
What if in reality, there is still a shadow clone of the tentacle monster leader?
Kemeng thought of this, stopped his desire to speak in time, and directly crushed the tentacle monster's soul to death.
Almost instantly, this abnormal soul body was eliminated, without any trace remaining.
Kemengliu paused in his dream for dozens of seconds, digesting the newly obtained information, and then began to synesthetize himself.
After a period of synesthesia, Kemen saw a man lying unconscious on the ground, with blood on the back of his head, and a bloody brick falling weakly next to his body.
Looking at that familiar face, Ke Meng suddenly woke up.
"I'm back again." Kemen murmured, shaking his hands and feeling the blood flow in his body. It was very real, without any sense of blockage.
The spirituality in his body was still high, but the tentacle monster had disappeared without leaving any trace.
"Hiss!" Kemen gasped.
The back of my head hurts like crazy!
Ke Meng immediately thought, his resistance surged, and the pain disappeared.
But the wound on the back of his head is still there and needs to be healed slowly.
Patting the scarf, he took out a band-aid and put it on the back of his head. A burst of coolness passed over him and he healed quickly.
Ke Meng placed the sealed objects scattered on the ground in batches. After counting the number, he looked around the surrounding environment.
The sun is shining brightly in the city, and the children's faces are already alive, but the adults still have lifeless faces, as if they have had this character since ancient times.
This town has a strange smell.
Kemen frowned, but now was not the time to investigate the town. He had to deal with the tentacle monster clones in these sealed objects.
