I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 621 Instant Kill

Kermon thought for three seconds, and without saying a word, he froze the blood of the two guards, and threw them into the storage scarf with his backhand.

Because in a few seconds of synaesthesia, Kemen saw the shift time of the guards. It was a 12-hour system. They had just changed shifts, and there was still a long time before the next shift.

Kemon came here to deal with the sect organization, so there was no need to hold back the enemy.

After crossing the checkpoint, he pushed open a closed door, stood in front of the fence, and looked in front of the fence.

In front of them is an extremely wide and large space, and the surging crowd merged into a team and moved in the same direction.

Kemon saw centaurs in strange costumes, strange creatures that were half-human, half-fish with centipede legs, and humans with blue skin all over their bodies.

As far as the sight can see, pure humans only account for ten percent, and the rest of the creatures are non-human races.

Kemon can perceive the heat contained in these non-human races, none of which exceeds the sum of the heat of the guards and disciples.

The people on the first floor didn't notice the abnormality here, and it seemed that their identities did not allow them to do so.

An electric light source came down from above to illuminate the space below.

At the ceiling, there are a large number of densely arranged wires, and the thick and thick pipes are in disorder, as if they have not been designed.

The voice of the broadcast continued to echo in my ears, and it was a language that was not in Koi Island.

Kemeng was so spiritual that he could analyze what the other party said in less than ten seconds.

Gently squeezed the steel fence with his hand, pushed the door open and closed it again, at this moment someone finally looked at Kemon.

People lowered their heads in fear and quickly skipped over, not daring to look at Kemon.

Kemeng ignored them, and quickly merged into the crowd, and followed them into the so-called holy place.

The holy place is a large auditorium with a ceiling as high as five meters, and rows of benches are neatly arranged to a distance of two hundred meters.

The farthest wall was stained glass with a vague image of some true god carved on it.

Looking at the mural, Kemen felt a strong spiritual pollution rushing towards his face.

If your mental resistance is only below 3,000, maybe you will secretly imprint it.

But it was different now, and this kind of mental pollution could only surprise Kemon slightly.

"Sing with me our great One of All..."

"Ah, great..."

The emotional singing echoed in the high lobby like the sound of nature.

The wall materials here are carefully designed to enhance the echo and make the believers more sincere.

Kemen was expressionless, pretending not to pretend, and just walked straight to the disciple godfather on the podium.

The disciple godfather was wearing a white robe, like a priest, with his eyes closed, singing the name of the true God of the sect organization.

On the benches in front, every sincere believer closed their eyes and let go of their voices to make an ethereal sound.

As more and more people sing, the spiritual pollution contained in the voice becomes heavier.

This kind of spiritual pollution is not the kind that makes people go crazy, but is subtly transformed into believers of the sect organization.

It stands to reason that no matter who invades here, without a few thousand points of resistance, they will plant a demon-like seed in their hearts. If they don't leave, if they have potential in the future, they will definitely be promoted to disciples.

The disciples here are not sufficiently prepared for the invasion of outsiders. Perhaps it is arrogance, or there may be another reason.

Kemen's pace was not slow, one step or two, and he walked unswervingly towards the place where the disciple was. The skills in his heart were already ready, and he aimed at the heat distribution point on the disciple's godfather.

The godfather's brain has the highest heat, followed by his hands and legs, whose heat can outline tentacles.

Once the war starts, this disciple may use his alienated brain to launch a mental attack, and the alienated hands and legs can also turn into terrifying murder weapons.

But this kind of thing is useless to Kemeng, because Kemeng's mind moved, and the heat from the disciple godfather's body was quickly drawn away, dissipated into the air, and disappeared inexplicably.

The white-robed priest fell to the ground like a stagnant statue.

The believers who were obsessed with singing didn't notice it, and only those who hadn't sat down noticed the priest's sudden fall.

"what happened?"

"How did the great disciple fall?"

Beside Kemeng, chattering discussions sounded, and there was a bit of panic in the voice.

A few seconds later, screams sounded in the crowd, breaking through the harmonious singing like a sharp knife.

After the screams, the believers in the front row opened their eyes and found the priest fell, and they all stopped singing.

The person closest to the priest trotted all the way, walked up to the priest, touched his nose, and peeled off his eyelids, saw the frozen eyeballs of the priest, and felt the extremely cold skin on his skin, like ice at minus one hundred degrees Celsius piece.

Kemen has tested that a person's body temperature will drop to a certain degree and there will be irreversible death.

"Master Disciple... Dead!" The first investigator's lips trembled, his tongue flicked, and his pronunciation was mispronounced, but the meaning was probably expressed.

"Master Disciple is dead!"

"Ahhhhhh—"

The screams spread from the front row to the back row, and countless reserve personnel panicked and left their positions and ran away from the holy place.

At this time, Kemen jumped over the panicked crowd, walked up to the dead disciple, and touched his face.

Countless synesthesia images appeared in front of Kemeng's eyes, and Kemeng saw the figure of the Golden Gate Master.

Based on the precise analysis of various information from the synesthesia, there is a gate directly connected to the location of the Golden Gate Lord on the bottom floor.

After accepting the disciples, Kemeng acted resolutely, directly passing through the second floor, the third floor, and reaching the fourth floor, which is the lowest floor.

After arriving at this floor, there are not as many people on the fourth floor. It is a resting place for several disciples. The decoration is luxurious, and all kinds of electrical appliances are directly filled, so I don't feel sorry for the electricity bill of the wasteland.

Due to the change in the underground space on the first floor, the disciples on the fourth floor already knew that something had happened, and guarded the hall one after another.

"Who are you?" The nineteen disciples stood up, and the items in their hands were used up before they finished speaking.

The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength.

The contained objects and offensive objects all attacked together.

The temperature in the space suddenly rose, and red air waves rushed over with high-temperature deadly energy.

On the wall and the ground, the purple lightning turned into tiny mice, and struck first at the real speed of lightning, which was much faster than the red temperature.

In addition, there are cloud-swelled ghostly centaurs, terrifying killer plants, and other great killer items.

Even behind Kemon, gray mist waves instantly appeared, and a huge insect population formed by a certain containment object was forming across the boundary.

A variety of attacks have formed an all-round block on Kemeng without dead ends. Kemeng sensed that this space has been closed, and he can no longer send stones to tear the void and escape.

"Too slow." Kemon shook his head.

click.

Eighteen disciples exploded suddenly, white ice splashed all around, coagulated blood vessels and blood droplets shot the ground like bullets, and a large cloud of white ultra-low temperature cold mist burst out.

There was only one disciple left, standing there alone, the excited expression on his face suddenly froze, and he began to tremble.