Kemeng heard it very clearly. When this guy talked about the target of containment, his targeting was very obvious, as if the other party could guess that Kemeng would definitely open the door to knowledge.
After the centaur finished speaking, the crow took off and flew into the distance.
The centaur sat next to the door, looking up at the sky and squinting his eyes slightly.
After a while, he seemed to fall asleep.
Kemen originally wanted to withdraw, but when he saw the centaur sleeping, his heart moved and he tried to activate the dream-invading skill.
The next moment, Kemon successfully invaded the centaur's dream.
The centaur's dream is a chaotic battlefield with countless men and horses fighting.
There were people on one side and war horses on the other. The two collided with each other, and the sound was as loud as thunder.
After Kemen invaded the dream, a strong evil atmosphere immediately descended on the dream, far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Kemen hadn't used this skill for a long time and knew that this skill had a powerful ability to infect. Once the invasion was successful, it was very likely to leave a mark of Cthulhu in the opponent's dream, and there was a chance that he would subtly become a believer.
Or Kemeng takes the initiative, controls the dream, and distorts the opponent's thoughts through the dream.
Among all kinds of ideas, Kemen thought very simply. He could directly control himself as a member of the believers and use the centaur to explore the structure of the gate organization.
In addition, by the way, I made a mental note that you are not allowed to come to any place on Blue Star at will, and you are not allowed to spread ideas at will without consent.
In the centaur's dream, after the will of Cthulhu came to the battlefield, the army was defeated like a mountain. All human lineups and horse creatures fell to the ground, trembling.
The only person who has not knelt down on the battlefield is Mr. Centaur. He stands on four legs, standing tall and strong.
After all, he is not an ordinary human being, but a special creature whose endurance far exceeds the limits of ordinary people.
But no matter how extreme it is, it can't withstand the arrival of the evil god.
Ke Meng opened his eyes, his indescribable gaze transcending the limitations of space and time and immersed himself in the dream.
The centaur's soul trembled, and the last chord of reason in his heart could no longer be stretched, and suddenly broke.
The centaur fell, and he ran on the ground shivering, covering his head with his hands. Many hallucinations flashed through his eyes, and many indescribable horrific memories were bred in his mind.
As the brain becomes confused, the dream changes drastically, the battlefield collapses, and countless fragments of life memories play back in the dream, like a revolving door before death.
Kemon felt that the centaur's soul was entering its final madness. There was no trace of rationality, and the soul was already filthy inside.
Kemeng tried to cross the border to harvest the other party's soul, but failed because there was no stable time and space channel locally. Kemeng came through the power of synaesthesia, not his body.
"Too fragile." Ke Meng said with disgust in his heart.
The centaur died directly, and what was left was a crazy soul without any sense. If Kemen sucked away the chaotic information in its dream, it would be an empty shell with nothing left.
People who are not determined will end up in such a bad way that there is no room for recovery.
In order to prevent the people from the sect organization from discovering the clues, Kemeng had no choice but to absorb the chaotic information sources in the dream.
Kemen then controlled the dream and weaved a fictitious dream, in which he restored the centaur's cause of death. If someone uses dream synaesthesia to investigate the centaur's death in the future, they will see the false cause of death.
After completing these tasks, Ke Meng quietly retreated.
The centaur rolled his eyes and fell to the ground. He didn't vomit blood or foam at all. His facial expression was stiff, as if he had been petrified, without the slightest bit of anger.
Kemen didn't know how long it would take for the people of the Sect organization to discover the centaur's death, quietly synesthetize themselves, and forcefully wake up.
After waking up, Kemeng looked at the black curtain in the seal pavilion and thought for a while before going in.
There would be no way to enter the gate of knowledge for the time being. He put on the scholar's black robe again to prepare for the next stage of exploration.
Kemen returned to his residence, locked himself in the bedroom, and deduced the process on paper.
The person the sect organization wants to take in is most likely him.
Kemeng wanted to know how the sect organization made its judgment, and deliberately set up this game to wait for Kemeng to enter the game.
Fortunately, the people they sent were centaurs, and Kemeng's horse hunter leather boots helped Kemeng pass through. Otherwise, if the net was opened faster, even if it was not fully opened, it might be caught in the net.
In the state of scholar's black robe, Ke Meng studied extremely hard.
First of all, if you want to capture Kemeng, you must have a reason to drive them to do so. You can’t just see Kemeng always posting videos of special items and just treat him as a target. You must know that among all the accounts on the Internet, Kemeng is not the only one who makes special items. There are hundreds of people working on object themes.
The difference between Kemon and those UP masters is that most of Kemon's special items come from his own sacrifices.
Could it be that some of the sacrifices aroused their vigilance?
Kemen wrote down key points in his bedroom. Some kind of sacrifice might attract the attention of the Sect Organization. This is not impossible. After all, the Sect Organization has too many "doors". Maybe there is a door leading to another world, that other world. Maybe even a game world.
Kemeng's conjecture was very wild. This knowledge was of a type that could not be shared. After all, it involved the identity of Cthulhu in the dream, which could only be known by himself.
Kemen opened the diary full of world-destroying magic and recorded this.
Regarding this diary, Kemeng believes that there are more and more things recorded in the diary, and there are more and more ulterior secrets, which cannot be shown to others for the time being.
In order to keep it secret, Kemen had already made special settings for this diary.
For example, with the addition of viewer restrictions, only Kemeng himself can view it, and others will see the diary as a blur.
This setting comes from a special item, and that special item comes from the Investigation Bureau. It is an item that Kemeng carefully selected and exchanged some time ago.
This diary can no longer be read by normal people.
"Woof!" Tangyuan barked at the side. Although Tangyuan couldn't see the contents of the diary, it could see all the scratch paper Ke Meng wrote on the table.
Ke Meng patted the glutinous rice balls aside, took out the big-faced cat, and dealt with the waste paper.
He wrapped the dried fish fillets in paper and said seriously: "This is a new dish, paper-wrapped fish, you pay for it."
The dried fish wrapped in paper was put into the mouth of the big-faced cat. The fish disappeared and the paper remained.
Kemen took out the paper. Since the big-faced cat couldn't eat the paper wrapped in the fish, he could only do the next best thing and burn it.
In Kemeng's mind, whatever the big-faced cat eats means there are no more clues, and it has the power to unilaterally block tracking.
Then, Kemen sat in front of the table and continued to think about the second possibility.
The sacrifice theory was too nonsense, and Kemeng felt that there were other reasons driving the sect to accept him.
