Chapter 484: Beacon of the lost

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After the black ghost left, Kemeng looked around the objects around him.

The items left around were sacrificed by high-level monsters. These things

were too powerful to cross the blue star membrane.

Even if some sacrifices are not powerful enough to cross the Blue Star filter

membrane, these items are also very dangerous, and the whole body exudes the

aftermath of death difference. If the master is not strong enough, even the

master dare to kill.

The sacrificial offerings of the players are okay, not strong, but they are

usable and functional.

But Kemeng didn't look for the sacrifices of the players, but was looking at

the sacrifices of the full-level monsters, looking for something that could be

triggered directly.

Some items are piled very high because of the accumulation.

Disturbed by the ocean currents, there are already objects rolling under

Kemeng and touching Kemeng's body.

Because of the touch, Kemon felt that he could use them.

Of course, it is limited to the touched part.

Kemon first took a look at his inventory, which ones were in.

"Bricks with the breath of gods"

"I was once taken by Cthulhu to shoot the ancient gods. Later, the

accumulation of bricks became a divine weapon. It has the ability to hit the

shot. It is 100% stunned. The stun time depends on the opponent's resistance.

The minimum is not less than 1 second. Can interrupt skills."

"The damage of the tiles depends on their own strength, at least twice, and at

most a hundred times."

"Side effect: falling into madness."

Although the side effect is only four characters, the aura emitted by this

brick is really very powerful.

Falling into the crazy four-character seems simple, but Kemeng dared to pack a

ticket. Once this thing descends on Blue Star, the pollution radius will at

least cover the whole area of Whale City.

Moreover, it does not need long-term pollution, it will fall into madness when

it comes, and the pollution speed is far faster than the fog of despair.

Kemeng's gaze passed slightly, this thing is temporarily useless.

The next item is another artifact level and is related to Cthulhu.

After touching several items in a row, they were all related to Cthulhu.

Kemeng thought that these were all nearby things, so they were all related to

him.

As Kemeng put away the items one by one, the items under his feet disappeared.

Every time an item disappears into the storage space, a new item is pushed

over.

There are too many items piled up here, so items are constantly falling,

rolling down to Kemon's feet.

Ke Meng Le tirelessly collects the items, and receives another one after

another.

Until the hills slowly became shorter and the items in the edge zone no longer

rolled to Kemeng's feet, Kemeng's storage space stopped updating.

"Five hundred and one, so many!" Kemeng took a look, and there were 501 things

that could fit into the storage space.

The storage space here refers to the storage space provided by the Cthulhu,

not the storage scarf in reality.

Kemeng saw that every item in it was extremely powerful, but it was impossible

for ordinary people to use it.

"If the player wants to wear the artifact, he has to increase his resistance,

otherwise he won't even be able to wear it." Kemeng muttered to himself.

The negative effect of the artifact is extremely terrifying, and it is

possible to kill oneself without wearing it.

However, what Kemon saw were all artifacts on the side of the evil god, and

serious artifacts should have no such indiscriminate injury effects.

It was also when Kemeng was browsing the artifact, an unreal whisper came from

his ear.

"The great Cthulhu, the sleeping ** of the deep sea Laley, the old ruler..."

Kemon heard someone calling him in the distant horizon.

It should be the sacrifice of believers.

After thinking about it, Kemon accepted the other party's application for

sacrifice, and his consciousness crossed time and space and came to the

virtual game world.

It was an ancient road. On the ancient road, there was a group of black-robed

sacrificers, wearing masks, turning around a small pool, shouting the name of

Cthulhu.

After Kemon descended, the candle's flame was so green that it penetrated the

audience, and there was a gust of cloudy wind, and the depressive aura ran

across the audience.

Everyone knelt down, worshiping and fearing from the heart.

Facing the evil god, they read today's sacrifice.

"Great Cthulhu, we hope to gain a powerful force to present a beacon to guide

the lost."

This bright light comes from this maze.

At that time, the player was lost in the maze, couldn't find the way out, and

couldn't use the teleporting scroll, which was very embarrassing.

It was at this time that a lantern-bearer in the dark showed them the way and

gave them a lamp so that they would not get lost.

Now the player came out, feeling that Cthulhu needed a beacon to point out the

direction of unblocking, so he initiated this sacrifice ceremony.

After Kemon listened, his heart was silent.

Players sometimes like to sacrifice without a brain, regardless of whether

this thing is useful to Cthulhu.

Kemon silently felt that this object did not have a strong sense of threat,

nor did it have the aura of indiscriminately suppressing foreign objects.

Acceptable, nothing wrong.

Kemun readily accepted the gift of the sacrifice, and then gave a strong boost

with his backhand.

The players expressed joy. Although they haven't gotten up yet, they can't

help but feel the joy of killing monsters.

The level of this group of believers has caught up to 240, but the problem

that follows is that the damage is not enough, and it is a bit difficult to

fight the 250-level monsters.

Sacrificing a treasure to the evil ** requires a little bit of insignificant

power to easily kill monsters, isn't it excessive?

The player's mentality is very good. Although it is not 100% pure belief, it

is exactly what Kemon wants.

Because these kinds of items generally do not meet the standards used by the

evil gods, they are just suitable for humans like Ke Meng who are not capable

of every second.

After a while, a lantern offering disappeared on the water.

...

"Wow!"

Tangyuan called the scene nearby.

Kemeng opened his eyes and saw the dumplings hung on his head with a beacon

led by dog hair.

Kemeng touched the dog hair of the glutinous rice balls, then got up and took

the light.

The shape of the lantern is very small, with a hand-held iron handle, and the

glass is very clean, as if it had just left the factory, pure and transparent,

and a human-shaped light source can be seen inside.

Kemun carefully inspected the light source in the lantern. It had a human

form, but the ears were not human ears, but pointed ears.

"Elf ears?" Kemeng muttered to himself ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The little man

living in the lamp was like an elf, with a pair of wings, flying slowly in the

lantern.

At this time, Kemeng's mind flashed fireflies.

The light is very soft, not a strong light, and my heart is warm, and there is

an inexplicable comfort.

Kemeng took out the big-faced cat and looked directly at the information on

the lantern.

"The Light of the Lost"

"When the holder gets the lantern, he becomes the lantern bearer, and the

elves in the lantern will release the light to guard the soul of the lantern

bearer."

"Purifying the soul of the lost can dispel some of the negative effects of the

soul level."

"Have the function of guiding the way forward."

"Side effect: the lantern-bearer will eventually become a member of the lost.

The longer it is used, the earlier it will be lost."