I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 630

Kemon didn't want to hear it continue talking at first, even though he was bored in the dream, Kemon still listened patiently.

"This cloud will extract and use the water in the human body to create a rain cloud that extinguishes the desires of creatures, making people want nothing. I think this cloud has a lot of background, maybe it will involve a certain ancient god, please be great Accept this insignificant sacrifice!" the player who presided over the sacrificial ceremony, "Qie De", murmured.

When Kemen heard the back, he became interested again.

It actually makes people want nothing.

Such items are very good, and can be given to the investigation bureau to check and balance the strength of other countries.

You must know that the sea area where the player is located is a sea area of ​​more than 700 levels. The rain clouds here are not ordinary clouds. A heavy rain can last for several days.

Kemeng was thinking that he must pass through the large filter membrane to collect the rain cloud container sacrificed by the player, and then use the ability of the sacrifice ceremony to reversely add temporary buff magic to the player.

After waiting for a few seconds, the item really disappeared and did not reappear on the deck of the wooden boat. Kemen calmed down and left the scene of the sacrificial ceremony.

The players on the giant elven ship sensed that the aura of the evil god had dissipated, and finally no longer needed to shed cold sweat.

"Your Majesty Cthulhu is really powerful. Even if I have reached more than 700 levels, I am still terrified. It seems that the gap between us and the Cthulhu has not widened." The player on the boat, "Tie De", said in a low voice.

"Shh, do you want to die? Don't talk about Lord Evil God after the sacrifice." The black-clothed companion said in fear.

"What are you afraid of? The evil god doesn't care what you think. Even if you jump on his head and dance, you won't pay any attention to you." "Qide" laughed, not afraid of the evil god.

The companions shook their heads, too lazy to talk to him.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, "Tian De" stopped talking, and unconsciously touched his back with his right hand, feeling the sweat in his palm.

He said he was not afraid, but he was sweating more than anyone else.

"Tuade"'s face flushed red, this feeling of fear was too terrifying, even after experiencing it several times, he still couldn't overcome the demons in his heart.

...

Kemon woke up.

When he woke up, he was still at the base of the door organization, with his back leaning against the cold door, which was a door leading to the book room.

Seeing that Kemeng had woken up, Tang Yuan barked and handed him the bottle.

"What's wrong?"

"Wow!"

Kemeng listened to the dog's language, then looked at the crystal bottle in his hand, and immediately understood everything.

"My memory is inside." Kemeng showed a strange expression, looking at the bottle without stopping.

Is it really inside, or is it a trap?

Kemeng swam around in his dreams, but he didn't feel anything. He just felt that Cthulhu believers would usher in another period of rapid expansion.

Kemon is not sure whether this kind of expansion can expand rapidly. The Cthulhu believers have just successfully tested it. Whether they can occupy the game world in the future is still waiting for the test results in the next few days.

Kemen touched the bottle, his powerful spiritual perception touched the crystal memory bottle, and immediately heard the sound of the crystal bottle.

"Store memory again?" the crystal bottle said rather arrogantly, as if a high-ranking person was talking to a servant.

"Why do you say again, have I saved my memory, oh yes, Tangyuan asked me to retrieve my memory, it should be saved yesterday."

"Huh?" The nasal voice of the crystal bottle suddenly increased several times, and it yelled arrogantly: "Your memory has already belonged to me. If you want to get it back, you have to think about the price. This price is not something you can afford!"

Kemeng didn't reply, and silently sensed with spiritual perception for a few seconds.

Kermon asked himself, can he beat it?

The sixth sense gives the answer, yes!

"Stop talking nonsense and return the memory!" Kemeng shouted sharply.

The crystal bottle was also annoyed. It didn't know how powerful Kemon's resistance was. It just felt that this human child was too arrogant. It was time to beat him up and let him experience the warmth and coldness of the world.

In an instant, the soul battlefield established by the contract spread out instantly, and the soul of Kemeng and the soul of the crystal bottle ascended into the soul battlefield.

There is no special scenery around, and there are a lot of networks on the floor and ceiling of the entire space, and the space extends to infinity, with no end in sight.

In this soul battlefield, the crystal bottle didn't use fancy offensives, but directly turned the bottle upside down to absorb Kemeng's soul.

Hurrah.

A violent wind emerges from the mouth of the crystal bottle, and the mouth of the bottle is aimed at Kermon to contain Kermon's soul.

But Kermon's soul seemed to be nailed to the ground, motionless, and despite the strong wind blowing his hair, he couldn't move Kermon even a centimeter.

Kemen felt that his feet were heavy, and he had to say that the fighting power of the crystal bottle was still very strong. If the resistance was a few thousand points lower, the person who overturned might be Kemen.

Kemon raised his leg and moved his palm again, not used to fighting with a soul stance.

"Why are you as still as a mountain!" The crystal memory bottle screamed, feeling unbelievable and incomprehensible.

Before the battle, the resistance power in Kemeng's body was like a sleeping shadow, lying in Kemeng's body without a single breath.

The crystal bottle thought it was a sure-win game, but it didn't expect to lose at the beginning. It couldn't absorb Kemon's soul at all.

It can't be moved even by a millimeter, and Kemon moves entirely by his own consciousness.

"It's interesting, this is the experience of the soul body." Kemon's brain used its own knowledge to imagine a high-tech electromagnetic rifle.

The muzzle of the gun was aimed at the crystal bottle, and Kemon pressed the trigger.

With a swish, the steel-core bomb was pushed by electromagnetic force, and hit the crystal bottle in the blink of an eye, making a metal shock sound.

"It scared me to death. Originally, your attack didn't hurt." The crystal bottle was taken aback, but he didn't expect that the attack created by Kemeng was not strong at all, and it didn't hurt at all.

"Don't worry, I'm just warming up." It's rare for Kemeng to come to the Soul Battlefield, so he naturally has to experience it.

Kermon pressed his rifle repeatedly, and shot at the crystal bottle.

On the other hand, looking at the crystal bottle, its attack fell on Kemeng's body, and it didn't work at all.

Come and go, no one can do anything to anyone.

Kemeng played for more than ten minutes and finished warming up, "The way to strengthen the soul attack is to gather spirituality, right?"

After all, a vast abyss of spirituality spewed out, forming a substantial wave of air.

The billowing tide flooded the grid floor, and Kemon was in the center of the storm. The wind blew spiritually and blew the skirt of his clothes, hunting, his eyes were particularly magical, and a blue light flashed away.

The crystal bottle suddenly became frightened, "Don't, I admit defeat!"

This is the soul battlefield. After the crystal bottle admits defeat, the contract will naturally execute the corresponding clauses, returning Kemon's memory stored in it to Kemon, and then the soul battlefield will automatically end.

Kemen returned to reality, and his consciousness flickered in his mind, browsing the lost and recovered memories.

The secrets of the system, the hidden influence of the evil god Cthulhu, all echoed in Kemon's mind.