Chapter 730: Historical truth

The more time I study, the more I can feel the greatness and profoundness of

the sacrificial ability.

Open up the two worlds and carry out barrier-free material exchange.

Time, distance, material transfer.

All kinds of details, like a big bang in Kemeng's mind, kept spinning and

spinning.

In the end, Kemeng's brain seemed to explode, and he felt the true meaning of

chaos consciousness.

Wait until I fall into a dream and return to Lalaiye.

A vague call came from my ear again: "Great Cthulhu, the sleeping ** of

Laley, the old ruler..."

Kemeng did not wait, but directly chose to accept the sacrifice.

Now he urgently needs a way to quickly understand the core of sacrifice and

master the ability to sacrifice.

Although Kemeng had no intention of becoming an evil god.

However, the elimination of Naia's clone has become a huge source of

motivation for Kemeng's current pursuit of progress.

Nora and Nina are trapped in the sealed item, but they can actually break

free.

But when Kemon dreams, he is not in the game at all, but dreams in reality.

Therefore, both Nora and Nina are in a state of static time. When their

consciousness is clear, Kemun must be online in the game.

Let's go back to Lalaiye.

After Kemon accepted the sacrifice call, his mind descended on a huge place in

the game world.

Several Cthulhu followers whispered to Cthulhu's name.

"Great Cthulhu, Naia's will affects us, please forgive us for our disrespect

some time ago."

Several Cthulhu believers prayed in low voices, repenting for their previous

sins.

Kemeng's attention was all on his mind traveling through time and space.

This wonderful experience, every minute, every second, every detail, contains

incomparably deep knowledge.

To master the sacrificial ability, Kemeng needs more knowledge.

Kemun looked at the believers below and listened spiritually to their

confession.

Cthulhu believers said that they were infected some time ago because of the

joint dream.

On the space battleship, there have been devotees destroying themselves and

the demons dancing wildly for a while.

Fortunately, the space battleship was not destroyed.

However, internal believers suffer a greater loss.

This affected their normal life.

The believers yearn for the great Cthulhu, who can guide them in the way

forward.

At this time.

Kemon's own soul resistance has been able to resist the influence of Cthulhu.

Therefore, what he said now was basically what he said in his heart.

However, now he should say something to the believers.

Kemon was silent for dozens of seconds.

The believers shake their bodies uncomfortably, thinking that the evil **

has ignored their request to ignore.

Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere on the court became more and more

solemn, as if the air had turned into a large mountain, suppressing people's

breath.

In the end, Kemeng just passed on a belief, come on.

This belief transmitted by Cthulhu, there is no doubt that it is a bit weird.

The believers inevitably interpreted it in another way.

This is a penalty for them not enough to lift the seal.

Next, work harder.

After Kemun read their understanding, he was also drunk.

However, he did not continue to explain.

Although Kemeng's thoughts were sober, the faith expressed by Cthulhu's body

would still inevitably affect them, making them work towards lifting the seal

of the ancient gods.

After taking away the other party's items, Kemeng continued to feel the flow

direction of the items.

In all of this, he relied on his strong spirituality, constantly synaesthesia,

observing the operation of the laws of the world behind the flow of sacrifice.

"The item was dedicated to me, but the item did not come to the gods, so the

sacrificial stream paid more attention to the original coordinates of the

soul."

Kemon began to analyze the state of his soul, what kind of state it was.

Normal sacrifices are made directly to the target god.

On Kemeng's side, the items came to the real side after turnover.

"My soul lives in Cthulhu."

"I control Cthulhu, but my soul is not just playing games."

"The most primitive coordinates of the soul are in the real world."

"This is just a temporary coordinate in a dream."

"Wait, I am in a dream state."

"In other words, did one of my dreams control Cthulhu's body?"

As Kemeng thought more and more.

My brain once again fell into chaotic thinking.

...

The sky in the game world is dim.

The nameless mist shrouded the sky, making players invisible to the bright

sun.

Players team up in groups to help each other on the road to practice becoming

gods.

Colin used a piece of hair to blow out a raging fire, which burned blazingly,

lighting up the sky above his head, creating a short-term bright effect,

illuminating the sky within a radius of thousands of miles.

"Only the light can illuminate our hearts. We can't let this day remain dark."

Colin said.

The rest of the players nodded, remembering what Colin said.

...

The leader Liu Siting brought believers and players to the ancient ruins to

observe the lost ruins.

Last time, when I came to this ruin.

What they saw was a mess of essays, time was disordered, and story sentences

were not smooth. They often jumped from one paragraph to another, like a

spliced style.

Now, their Cthulhu sect has re-appeared in the ancient ruins and found that

the inscriptions in the ruins have become neat ancient writings, recording a

lot of secrets.

"Naya's influence has disappeared, and we can read ancient events normally."

Liu Siting said excitedly.

She led the crowd to quickly interpret the story of the war of gods recorded

in ancient texts.

That battle.

Cthulhu, the sleeping god, met the ancient ** of sleep.

The two fought directly in the dream.

The result speaks for itself.

The whole world heard their hands-on voices, and countless creatures were

polluted by their aftermath.

"The whole world? Does this historical writer use such a wide range of words?"

After Liu Siting was affected by Niya's mental pollution, the belief in her

mind was not particularly pure.

At least for now, she is no longer a brainless person who worships Cthulhu.

But for the rest, she still prefers the followers of Cthulhu.

"Who banished the ancient god?"

Liu Siting watched all the way ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The battle of the gods was

not just the battle between Cthulhu and the ancient gods.

The entire old dominator camp was replaced by the ancient gods.

No wonder the battle was earth-shattering, and many magical things were born.

For example, the nameless fog.

However, the origin of the nameless fog recorded in historical documents is

unclear.

"We need to look for the next relic. The text here has been recorded." Looking

at these documents, Master Liu felt that the history is very magnificent.

It seems that it is not just the old ruler fighting the ancient gods.

Niya must have also participated in the war, otherwise, what did he do to

cover up the history of the entire game land.