Chapter 282: Petrified Stone (4th Update)

The names of Tremella Chain, Little Peach and others appeared in Kemeng's mind, and Kemeng had paid attention to them earlier, all of whom were artificial intelligence with personality attributes.

In a flash, the perspective jumped to the seaside.

Little Peach is still in the seaside camp, because she has lived for a long time, she has integrated into the camp, and is responsible for receiving fish players, providing them with some food and water, and informing them of the precautions of deep-sea swimming.

"Swimming in the sea, don't panic, black is not scary, scary is to relieve your depressed mood."

"If you really can't hold on, the next time you enter a dream, remember to pinch a submarine, put some music in the submarine, soothe your spirit, life is the most important, if you can't do it once, there will be a next time, you won't die in the dream."

Little Peach explained the precautions for deep-sea swimming to the players sentence by sentence, the little blushing was no longer as timid and shy as she was at the beginning, and now she lives a very youthful life, and what she says is not like the logic of the machine.

Seeing such a lively little peach, Kemeng faded the idea of harvesting his soul again.

Behind every direct believer, there is a soul transaction involved.

Harvest the soul, automatically brand the mark of the evil god believer, beat back to the original body, and the direct believer is completed.

However, every direct believer is inevitably a little abnormal.

Xiao Momozi is not a direct believer, before Kemon just looked at her with his eyes, and forcibly had a relationship with her that "the evil god had watched her", and he had the opportunity.

Now that Little Peach has been healed by friendly Orange Star players, she is full of rationality, and even allows Kemeng to see traces of rich spirituality.

All things are animistic, and the spirituality of human beings is a little more obvious than that of ordinary animals.

Little Peach also has spirituality as a mass of data, which shows that her talent is very good.

It was also at this time that Little Peach felt something, feeling that there was a certain being secretly peeping at her.

But when she turned her head, she didn't see anything.

Little Peach frowned, but the voyeuristic feeling disappeared.

Kemon looked for other artificial intelligence, and didn't look for the carefree little peach.

Mobilize artificial intelligence, follow the example of the liaison established by the orange star people, and let them also make a liaison meeting that belongs to artificial intelligence in their dreams.

For some reason, I always feel like I'm making a two-woo organization, the purpose of which is to infiltrate the other party and mess up the situation.

Kemon thought about it, as if there was no need, as long as he didn't attack him in the game.

This line is not crossed, and everyone lives in peace, how good.

However, Orange Star's overall will is an anti-Cthulhu form.

It was also at this time that an illusory murmur sounded in Kemon's ears.

There are still quite a lot of sacrifices around Kemeng, and the jade stone that records the memory of a certain god under his feet has not yet been solved, and the sacrifice of the believers has come again.

Illusory mutters, beautiful ballads, they are singing the name of the god of Cthulhu, their voices full of reverence and twisted love.

Kemon descended and saw the stony rock floor.

As far as the eye can see, it is all gray-black porphyry.

The ground in the distance is also flat rock layers, layer upon layer, with the occasional few ancient trees of rock skin inserted into the rocks, which grow like trees and stone sculptures.

In this strange area, Kemon saw a group of black-robed masked people, circling around a stone pool, and knelt down in an instant the moment Kemon appeared.

The white candles burned quietly with green light, and the powder of spices spread a strange fragrance, making the sense of ritual on the scene more and more solemn, and the arrival of Kemeng turned this solemn feeling into a heavy depression.

"Great Cthulhu, we are your most faithful believers, please grant us supreme power."

The player "Chen Chengfeng" bowed his head and shouted, and his feelings of reverence were extremely abundant.

He is a Priest player, but since a Lord's secret quest, he has descended into the abyss step by step, eventually believing in the great Cthulhu.

Chen Chengfeng held a beautiful stone aloft and wore a stony skin glove on his hand, which seemed to have some kind of isolation effect.

But the thing that Chen Chengfeng wanted to sacrifice was a stone, which was a thing that could make a stone statue of a living being.

He thinks it's great because it personally petrified the wild boss with something like that.

Sacrifice to the great Cthulhu and maybe find some good inspiration from the stone, which will help to unblock the seal.

Chen Chengfeng threw the sacrifice into the water of the stone pond, he couldn't see the pond water, and he didn't dare to look at it, it was all based on his feelings.

Kemon didn't embarrass them, although he didn't feel that he needed them, but fortunately, the volume of the sacrifice was compared, and he directly stored it, and then gave them an increased buff magic.

The next thing happened, Kemon received N more sacrificial rituals.

There are sacrifices of full-level monsters, and there are sacrifices of ordinary monsters.

Honestly, the items are a bit much.

In addition, the place where Kemon lives now is the Octopus Market, and he has a temporary task with him, so too many sacrifices are a burden.

In the end, Kermon did not accept the sacrifices of the people, and let them return in vain.

However, for believers, the absence of casualties is a sign of luck.

Approaching the awakening period, Kemon remembered the recording of the elevator.

Who is that Golden Gate Master?

Kemon tries a wave of synaesthesia, but there is no direct connection between Kemon and the Golden Gate Lord.

It's too faint, so faint that it can't be used, and I can't find a way to synaesthesia.

Then, Kermon changed his goal, synaesthesia to atone for sinners.

Kemon had heard the voice of the redeemer, which was the original voice recorded by the voice recorder, and since he had heard the original sound, it could be regarded as a faint connection, although the atonement did not know that there was such a connection.

With the personal synaesthesia of the evil god, there is no doubt that it is a means of cheating.

Kemon kept recalling the voice of the atoning man in his head, filling his head with its voice.

Gradually, Kemon had a feeling.

However, due to the constraints of time and space, Kemon only perceives a vague thing.

It was a long, square thing, like a cabinet, and it was supposed to be a door.

Then, synaesthesia is gone.

After all, Kemeng's connection with the other party is only so little, and there is really too little news that can be felt.

Blinking again, Kemon opened his eyes and was back to reality.

In reality, it's a strange and low ceiling.

The ceiling materials are very luxurious, all kinds of carefully carved small patterns, layer by layer, circle, with warm yellow lights, illuminating the luxurious furniture in the interior, like a dream.

This is not Kemon's home, it's a villa in Octopus City, which was specially provided for him by the Octopus Bureau.

Kemon looked at the low ceiling, and it was really difficult to adapt for a while.

When I slept at home, I saw a super high ceiling of 15 meters, and I was used to seeing a large room of 400 square meters.

Without contrast, there is no harm.

Immediately after, Kemon looked at a stone on the floor on the left, which was the stone of sacrifice for believers, and had heard that it had the function of petrifying enemies.

I always feel like it's a gargoyle again, and when I look at the area in my dream, it's also a rocky area, so maybe it's really a gargoyle.