It wouldn't do Kemon any good to make Bluestar even more chaotic, and instead of taking it back, it would be better to leave it in the game world.

As for the mask, Kemon himself has no intention of becoming a Bloodline, but he can give it to the Investigation Bureau to play with.

Kemon visually checked the level of these wild monsters, one by one with the title of level 200, the level is very high, and now Kemeng has not seen a level 200 player.

As for the strength that the other party needs, Kemon casually gave a random buff magic.

Simple, fast and convenient, there is simply no more comfortable magic than random magic, good and bad are all random.

"Ahhh

Kemon can now control whether random skills are 100% positive or not, and here Kemon tries to change the negative buff to no buff, so the stone ghost's buff jumps back and forth between positive and no buff.

As far as the result is concerned, all the people involved in the sacrifice survived, which is not evil, but as mentioned earlier, Kemon is the one in control, and how to give feedback depends on Kemon's mood.

After receiving a wave of sacrifices from the stone ghost believers, Kemon's mind moved, and he synesthesiated the emotions of players in the game world in his mind, collecting their resentment against the level.

An hour later, Kemon finally knew that the team of players with the highest level of the Orange Star people was now level seventy-nine, and it had been a day before the threshold of level eighty.

How to put it, the player's leveling is really not so fast, and now the wild monster believers who participated in the sacrifice have all reached the two hundred level.

In the future, they will go to the two-hundred-level area to practice, and they may be beaten by others, but they may also move.

In the sea, Kemon peeked into a dream world, with dragons in the sky, warships flying, player-type spaceports suspended in the sky, and people turning into artificial celestial bodies.

In addition to those quirky players, there are also more and more AI players appearing inside.

The properties they exhibit are all difficult synaesthesia, separated by an indescribable membrane, as if they do not exist and seem to exist, unless Kemon forcibly descends and has a relationship with them like a little peach, so as to break through the barrier of synaesthesia.

Kemeng is waiting for a wave of opportunities for great success, first remember the location of these AI players, and wait until the number of AI players has gathered to a certain point, and all of them will harvest a wave of dream souls and become direct believers.

This method is a bit dirty, but in order to stop the orange star people from leveling, Kemon starts to mess around, opening the chess table and kicking the chess game.

According to the current leveling progress of the orange star people, even if the level rises in the future, it will take more than a thousand times the leveling time, and they can still practice to the full level in one or two years.

As a qualified virtual game, it's normal to practice to the full level within a year or two.

Kemon didn't want to be the boss for just a day or two, so he had to use his brains to stop them.

The idea of harvesting artificial intelligence to make believers has been backlogged in my heart for a while, but I haven't started it, just considering the influence of Orange Star's side.

Kemeng continued to raise a wave, believing that as long as he observed for a few more days, the number of AI players might exceed 10,000.

It was also at this time that a strange murmur sounded in my ears again.

There are more and more believers in Kemon, and I don't know how many summons there will be tonight.

With a thought in his mind, Kemon's consciousness crossed over and looked at the believer in front of him.

It was a hot area of flames, and several molten rock monsters had their eyes closed and muttered the inaudible name of the god Cthulhu.

They don't have cloaks, and their bodies are a combination of fire and rock, a bit like a human shape, but they have very different characteristics from humans.

The joints of the Molten Rock Beast are 100% on fire, and when the intense flames burn, the light around it is slightly distorted.

These flames are so hot and hot that even a black cloak will burn to ashes, unless the cloak sent by the Black Ghost is fire-resistant.

"We are a Molten Rock Beast, great Cthulhu, please accept this insignificant sacrifice, we only have such an item."

The molten beasts bowed their heads, trembling, and offered a cauldron.

It was originally a magma field, but they dug a pit in the rocks and filled it with clear water.

Wherever there is water, a Cthulhu sacrifice can be held.

Whether a believer is a fire attribute or something does not affect their heart toward Cthulhu, nor does it affect the sacrificial ritual.

Kemon looked at the gurgling puddle of boiling water, ashamed of the circumstances of their summoning.

It's hard for them, and they don't hesitate to believe in Cthulhu for the sake of great power.

And the big pot sent by the other party had a lid, and he couldn't see what was in the lid, Kemeng had a rough synesthesia, and felt that the lid was full of delicious food.

As for how delicious it was, he didn't know very well, and he didn't know what food was in it until he opened the lid.

The molten beast put the pot into the boiling puddle with its rock-faced arm, and the boiling water bubbled and boiled, and the water evaporated, believing that it would not be long before the water in the pit would evaporate.

Kemon thought about it and took the strange black cauldron.

The Molten Rock Beast wanted great power, and Kemon didn't say it twice, and gave a standard set of evil god gift packages, which were absolutely harmless, and the worst result was nothing more than no reward.

Unrewarded believers can't help but feel envious as they watch some of their peers become stronger.

Kemeng ended the sacrificial ceremony and continued to spy on Liu Siting's activities.

During the voyeurism, two more rounds of summons sounded one after another.

The first round of summoning is to sacrifice a monster larger than a whale - the lizard species, which is said to be a lizard species that lives in magic stone minerals, and will stop when it encounters metal and make some kind of inexplicable modification of metal.

For example, if you swallow it in your stomach and then pull it out, it will turn into a metal-like sculpture.

Kemon took a closer look at synaesthesia and found that the giant lizard had sacrificed himself, thinking that he would become the number one subordinate of the evil god in the past.

They prepared a prehistoric giant lake, the surface of the lake is very huge, and the side is also covered with space-time stone powder, which flashes in the air, very rhythmic, and at the same time quite extravagant.

The believers of other races may not have them, and in order to summon the evil god, they actually arranged so many space-time stone powders, and they all had the heart to kill it.

Kemeng did not agree to the application of this large lizard, first of all, its physical size, its height is more than 20 meters, and then its length is the most exaggerated, with a total length of more than 100 meters.

Instead, it is the child at the foot of the lizard, and Kemon receives its child with a gray mist and transmits it to the real world.

Receiving three sacrifices in a dream in one breath, Kemon was also a little overwhelmed.

It's mainly a digestive problem in the real world, and having too many things is also a nuisance.

Kemon closed his eyes, silently synaesthesia himself in reality, and with a terrifying feeling rising, Kemon woke up.