Grunt.

The sound of the sea water flows in my ears, it is a slow current, and there is a strong current.

The water swept over the stone pillars above the giant city under the sea, rubbing against the strange patterns on the surface of the stone pillars, making strange sounds.

If you listen closely, the sea water and the stone pillars play a chaotic and indescribable ocean music.

Listening to that kind of voice, any creature has an unstoppable sense of horror in his heart.

This sense of horror didn't come to an end, just because I heard that strange sound, my heart began to be inexplicably frightened.

It couldn't see anything, and could only tell by the sound that it was weird.

The next second.

In other words, at the moment when I heard the voice and began to be frightened, there was something even more terrifying, impossible to fight, and unable to even have the idea of resisting, and unable to describe it, which was born in the bottom of my heart.

What is that?

The tentacle monster group leader felt very uncomfortable, and he was also very confused.

"Hello, group leader of the House of Shadowstreams."

The terrifying voice sounded again, obviously using the Koi language of Blue Star, but there was an incredible magic that made it tremble, and its soul, including its soul, was involuntarily humbled to the extreme.

In front of the owner of that voice, it felt like it was inferior to a dog.

"I'm so sorry...... Who are you? It couldn't help but shudder.

No, it was trembling before, but now it is trembling to the extreme, and it doesn't know how to describe this feeling.

Obviously felt that he would die so that he didn't even have scum left, and he didn't even have the qualifications to listen, but he survived.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

"Tell me, everything you know has to do with the Lord of the Shadow Stream and the layout of the Blue Star."

The indescribable being, so is the way.

It's nervous, it's scared, it's terrifying.

In the face of such a force, it has no room to resist at all, and there is nothing to hide in its heart, and it spits out everything it knows in its heart.

……

Kemon blinked, calmly handling the tentacle leader in his mind.

After the tentacle monster followed, it did not die directly.

As mentioned earlier, as soon as Kemon opens his eyes, Lalaye's seafood will go crazy, and there is a small probability that his head will explode.

The tentacle monster is a soul body that follows through, and there is no "head explosion", but there is a probability that the soul will burst.

But because it is crazy and chaotic thinking, it has long regarded madness as the normal state, but let the other party escape.

Even so, it will not escape the fate of being suppressed.

Kemeng kept the idea of "leaving its dog alive" in his thoughts, at least he didn't take the initiative to kill it, and he also set aside a part of his mind to protect its soul body from sudden death.

Say the first few seconds.

As soon as Kemeng crossed over, he directly seized the initiative and suppressed it first, and that was because of the role of the system.

The skill of dreaming into the game is bound to Kemon, and after crossing over, it is naturally Kemon who controls Cthulhu and suppresses the abnormal soul body that invades Kemon's soul with his backhand.

After a period of listening.

Kemon looked inwardly into his mind, at the tentacle monster that had been deprived of his vision with his evil thoughts.

"So, the Fog of Despair isn't something you want to summon. You originally wanted to summon the Lord of the Shadow Stream to the Blue Star, but due to the chaos in Koi Continent, the Sacrifice Ritual was summoned incorrectly, causing a red mist that enveloped the world. Kemon muttered to himself.

Its soul body was already very weak, and even if Kemon deliberately distracted it to protect it, it would not be able to escape the path of death.

The evil god is an existence that it can talk to directly, and if it weren't for Kemon's deliberate use of the evil god's power to protect it, it wouldn't be able to hold it even for a second.

"Yes, that's right." The tentacle monster was a little desperate in his heart, and he didn't feel a chance to survive.

The other party has no intention of killing it, but just talking to it consumes its infinite life.

Shadow creatures don't have a lifespan, but that doesn't mean they can't die, and it's still too difficult to talk to them directly in front of the evil god.

Seeing that its soul body was getting thinner and thinner, Kemon took the initiative to give it a blessing, continued to live for a while, and then tortured it strictly.

The tentacle monster group leader has become numb, like a marionette, what to answer.

Whoever talks to the evil god in the mind of the evil god can't help but toss like this.

Even if it sees madness as normal, its soul is so inferior that it wants to kill itself to apologize.

To the end, Kemon tortured the other party and almost squeezed the other party dry, and obtained the real identities of all the Shadow Elders and Deacons and the tasks that the other party was performing.

These memories are not part of Cthulhu's own skill origin knowledge and can be brought back to reality.

"You're going to die, do you have any last words, tell me about it." Kemon's mood improved, and he helped it force a few more seconds.

"Great Being, please let me die, I betrayed the Lord of the Shadow Stream and told it all, I can't forgive myself." As it died, it remained true to its faith.

"yes, that's it, so be it." Kemeng originally wanted to say that he was Kemeng, but Kemeng thought about it, more is better than less, why bother to pretend to say who he is.

What if the other party doesn't die?

What if in reality, there is still a shadow clone of the tentacle monster group leader?

Thinking of this, Kemon stopped his desire to speak in time and directly crushed the tentacle monster's main soul.

Almost instantly, this anomalous soul body was wiped out, and there was no trace left.

Kemon paused in his dream for a few dozen seconds, digesting the information he had just gotten and then began to synaesthesia.

After a period of synaesthesia, Kemon saw a man who had passed out on the ground, with blood stains on the back of his head, and the blood-stained bricks had fallen limply beside him.

Looking at that familiar face, Kemon suddenly woke up.

"I'm back again." Kemon muttered, shook his palm, and felt the feeling of blood flowing in his body, very real, without any sense of blockage.

The spirituality in his body was still high, but the tentacle monster had disappeared, leaving no trace.

"Shhh Kemon gasped.

The back of the head hurts hotly!

Kemon's heart immediately moved, the resistance power surged, and the pain disappeared.

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

I patted the scarf, took out a band-aid, and put it on the back of my head, and a cool slid through it, and it healed quickly.

Kemon placed the seals scattered on the ground in batches, counted the correct quantities, and looked around the environment.

The sun is shining in the city, and the faces of children are already alive, but adults still put on lifeless faces, as if they have been this kind of character since ancient times.

This town smells weird.

Kemon frowned, but now was not the time to investigate the town, he had to dispose of the tentacle clones inside the seals.