Chapter 472: Last words

Gulu Gulu.

The sound of sea water flowing in my ears, it is a slow current, and there is

also a turbulent current.

The water flow flicked over a stone pillar floating above a giant seabed city,

and rubbed the strange sound along the strange patterns on the surface of the

stone pillar.

After listening carefully, the sea and stone pillars actually played a chaotic

and indescribable ocean music.

Listening to that kind of sound, an indescribable sense of horror is

unstoppable in the heart of any creature.

This kind of horror didn't come back, just because I heard the weird sound, I

started to frighten inexplicably.

It can't see anything, it can only judge it by its sound to be very weird.

Next second.

In other words, at the moment when I heard the sound and started to horrify,

something more terrifying, unable to resist, even unable to resist the idea,

and indescribable, was born in my heart.

what is that?

The owner of the Tentacle Monster feels very uncomfortable and feels dazed.

"Hello, the owner of the House of Shadow Stream."

The terrifying voice sounded again. It was clearly using Blue Star's koi

language, but it had an incredible magical power that made it shiver all over,

and its soul, including its soul, was involuntarily humble to the extreme.

In front of the owner of that voice, it felt that it was worse than a dog.

"I'm very sorry...you are?" It couldn't help shaking.

It's not right. I was trembling before, but now it is trembling to the

extreme. It doesn't know how to describe this feeling.

I clearly felt that I would die so much that there was no scum left, and I

didn't even have the qualifications to listen, but it just survived.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

"Tell me, everything you know is related to the Lord of Shadow Stream and the

layout of Blue Star."

That indescribable existence, just like Tao.

It is very nervous and scared. Such power is really terrifying.

In front of such a power, it has no room to resist, nor does it hide anything

in its heart, vomiting everything it knows in its heart.

……

Kemeng blinked, calmly dealing with the owner of the tentacle monster in his

mind.

After the Tentacle Monster followed, it did not die directly.

As mentioned earlier, when Kemon opens his eyes, Laley's seafood will go

crazy, and there is a small probability that his head will explode.

And the tentacle monster is followed by the soul body, there is no "head

burst", but there is a probability that the soul will burst.

But because it is crazy and chaotic thinking, it has long regarded madness as

a normal state, but let the other party escape.

Even so, it cannot escape the fate of being suppressed.

Kemeng's thoughts kept the idea of "leaving its dog's life", at least not to

actively kill it, but also to separate a part of the mind to protect its soul,

so as not to directly die.

Talk about the first few seconds.

After Kemeng crossed over, he directly grasped the initiative and suppressed

it first because of the effect of the system.

The skills of dreaming into the game are bound to Kemeng. After passing

through, Kemeng takes control of Cthulhu, and backhand suppresses the abnormal

soul body that invades Kemeng soul.

after a period of listening.

Kemeng looked inside his mind, staring at the tentacle monster whose vision

was deprived of his vision by the evil spirit.

"So, the fog of despair is not what you want to summon. You originally wanted

to summon the lord of the shadow stream to descend on Blue Star, but because

of the troubles in Jinlizhou, the summoning of the sacrifice ritual was wrong,

and the red fog enveloped the world." Kemon muttered to himself.

Its soul body is already very weak, even if Kemun deliberately distracted to

protect it, it would not escape the path of death.

Cthulhu is the existence that it can talk to directly, if Kemun deliberately

used the power of Cthulhu to protect it, it would not be able to hold it for a

second.

"Yes, that's right." The Tentacle Monster felt a little desperate in his

heart, feeling no chance of survival.

The other party has no intention to kill it, but just talking to it consumes

its infinite life.

Shadow creatures have no lifespan, but it doesn't mean they can't die. It's

too difficult to talk directly in front of the evil god.

Seeing that its soul body became thinner and thinner, Kemon took the

initiative to give it a blessing, continued for a while, and then strictly

tortured.

The owner of the Tentacle Monster is numb, like a puppet, what can I answer?

Anyone who talks to the evil spirit in the mind of the evil spirit can't help

but toss like this.

Even if it regards madness as normal, its soul is so inferior that it wants to

commit suicide and apologize.

Kemeng tortured to the end, almost squeezed the opponent out, and obtained the

actual identities of all the shadow stream elders and deacons and the tasks

that the other party was performing.

These memories do not belong to Cthulhu’s original knowledge of skills, and

can be brought back to reality.

"You are dying, do you have any last words? Let's hear it." Kemeng's mood

improved, and he helped it to continue for a few seconds.

"Great existence, please let me die. I betrayed the Lord of the Shadow Stream

and told everything about it. I can't forgive myself." When it was dying, it

still stuck to its beliefs.

"Really, is that so? Let's do it." Ke Meng originally wanted to say that he

was Ke Meng, but Ke Meng thought about it, it is better to do more than less,

why bother to pretend to say who you are.

What if the opponent is not dead?

What if there is a shadow clone of the owner of the Tentacle Monster in

reality?

Kemeng thought of this, promptly stopped the desire to speak, and directly

crushed the tentacle monster's main soul.

Almost in an instant, this abnormal soul body was wiped out, and nothing

remained.

Kemeng stayed in his dream and paused for dozens of seconds, digesting the

information he had just obtained, and then began to feel self-conscious.

After a period of synesthesia~www.mtlnovel.com~ Kemeng saw a fainted person on

the ground, with blood stains on the back of his head, and the blood-stained

bricks falling weakly beside his body.

Looking at the familiar face, Kemon suddenly woke up.

"I'm back again." Kemun murmured, shook the palm of his hand, and felt the

blood flow in the body. It was very real without any sense of blockage.

The spirituality in his body is still high, but the tentacle monster has

disappeared, leaving no trace.

"Hiss!" Kemun took a breath.

The back of my head hurts!

Kemon immediately thought, the resistance surged, and the pain disappeared.

But the wound on the back of the head is still there and needs to heal slowly.

patted the scarf, took out a band-aid, stuck it on the back of his head, and

slid through it for a while, and quickly recovered.

Kemeng placed the sealed objects scattered on the ground in batches. After

counting the quantity, he looked around.

The sun is shining in the city, and the children's faces are already angry,

but the adults still put on their lifeless faces, as if they have been this

character since ancient times.

This small town has a strange smell.

Kemeng frowned, but now is not the time to investigate the town, he has to get

rid of the tentacles in these sealed artifacts.

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