Kemeng, surnamed Keming, is a new UP master who is unboxed and evaluated at station B, occasionally recording some food eating broadcasts, shooting some boring daily vlog videos, and his popularity is not high, with only dozens of fans.

With dark circles under his eyes and a fairy look, he yawned at the computer screen.

For the video UP master, when there is no popularity, no one can watch the video at all, and you can only entertain yourself.

Late at night, after Kemon finished rendering a video, he was so sleepy that he threw himself on the bed, covered the quilt and slept with him, and even forgot the operation of submitting the video.

The more he slept, the more he slept, and there seemed to be the gurgling of the sea and some muffled whispers in his ears.

It was as if he dreamed that he was sinking into the depths of the sea.

He dreamed of a huge mountain-like octopus-headed monster with countless tentacles on its chin, an obese body, two pairs of unformed wings on its back, and its eyes closed, lying in the middle of a seawater city made of greenstone.

Then, he began to float, like a soul returning to his body, and swooped into the body of the large octopus head.

At this moment, he has a keen sense of touch and an unusually powerful hearing.

He could hear the sound of the sea moving, the sound of seafood swimming and stirring the water.

"Where am I?"

It was pitch black, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

"Game Launch"

Suddenly, an ethereal female voice came from her head.

It was the voice that opened Kemon's eyes.

As far as the eye can see, the city is covered with magnificent green boulders, some floating green stones fixed to the city, they are arranged in an unusual geometric layout, and the surface of the stone pillars is carved with delicate and ornate reliefs, which is full of exotic beauty.

In the city, there are fish creatures that roam around the city, like little owners walking in the back garden.

But when Kemon's gaze scanned, the fish all panicked and swam out in a panic.

Some fish even hit their heads against the wall, scared to death.

And because of His awakening, the rotten, dark black ghosts of the city swam along.

They looked strange, their bodies resembling hollow hooded cloaks, and the pitch-black cloaks emitted some unheard of different languages, which Kemon could understand even though he had never heard them.

They don't talk much, but they are mostly singing the praises of His God's name, which is relatively long.

The second is to tell Him that the seal of the ancient gods cannot be lifted and needs the help of outside forces.

They will go out to the outside world to develop believers, and strive to break the seal on the day of the stars.

Kemon opened his mouth and wanted to ask something more, but found that he couldn't even open his mouth.

It was as if there was an inexplicable force that sealed His mouth and prevented him from speaking.

Is this the power of seals?

The humble ghost apostles then slowly left the greenstone metropolis buried deep at the bottom of the ocean and swam into the distance, where they could not be found.

Without the humble Ghost Apostle, the entire city of Greenstone is deprived of life, save for the sound of the sea surging and sea life.

The sea creatures that were able to escape had already escaped, about one in a thousand.

The seafood that did not escape has fallen into madness and is delirious.

"Where the hell am I?" Kermon muttered inwardly.

However, no one told him where.

He tried to twist his head, but couldn't.

The power of the seal is all over the body, and nothing can be done but to be able to open the eyes.

I can feel the flow of the sea, and I can sense what is happening everywhere in the Greenstone Metropolis.

The body was obviously not the original body, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to perceive so much information.

Maybe you've crossed over?

But in such a scientific society, who would believe in that set.

He thought about it for a few minutes, and his mind was in a mess.

If you don't want to, just think of it as if you have crossed by yourself!

"System." He shouted tentatively in his heart.

Unexpectedly, after this shout, the system panel really came out.

[Name: Cthulhu.]

Position: The final boss of the second week (Ancient God Seal).

Health: 999.9 billion/999.9 billion

Mana: ∞

Physical/Magical Resistance: 100 million

Skills: Accept Sacrifice, Deadly Gaze, Evil God's Might, Tentacles, Mental Suppression, Physical Critical Hit Immunity, Spell Critical Hit Immunity, Reflected Damage, Overspeed Health Regeneration, Blood Rebirth, Dream Invasion, Distorted Dream, Spread Dream ......]

Seeing this perverted value and countless awesome skills, Kemeng couldn't help but show a shocked expression of the dog's mother.

"What's the situation, I became the second week boss in the game?" Kemon lost his voice in his heart.

If this wasn't a dream, then Kemon would have made a lot of money, and he would start with a god-level account.

But as time passed, Kemon realized one thing.

In his status bar, there is a negative status of [Old God Seal].

[Ancient God Seal]: Ninety percent reduction in all states! Do not move your body!"

Kemon looked at his Fatal Gaze skill, it was a passive skill, and everything he looked at was in a ninety percent state drop, which was one of the reasons why those seafood were afraid.

Then there is the power of the evil god, which is also a passive skill, which has an extremely terrifying suppressive power on the spiritual realm, and has a certain chance of exploding and dying, but it is more of a role to make creatures fall into madness.

In addition, there are many skills whose effects overlap, some are active skills and some are passive skills.

It is indeed normal for such a powerful boss body to be sealed by game restrictions, otherwise it would be tantamount to destroying the balance.

It is precisely because of the strength that has been sealed that a small part of the seafood in the marginal area has escaped.

According to the instructions on the panel, he is the final boss of the second week.

What does the second week mean?

Erzhoumu can be understood in this way, watching the TV series twice from beginning to end, that is, Erzhoumu. In the game, it is the player who beats the game a second time and finds that Kemon is the final boss.

When the player clears the real final boss, the game plot is successfully completed.

However, the above explanation applies to stand-alone machines.

If it's an online game, it's to swipe the account to the full level, and then drink a level zero potion to brush the plot again.

According to this setting, it will be a long time before the seal will be lifted.

So then Kemon spent a few hours in a daze.

In this vast city of L'Alaye, Kemon looked at the dark waters, unchanging, almost eternal.

Underneath him, some frenzied seafood scurries around, nibbling on other marine animals when hungry.

Only these crazy seafood can add a little fun to the city of L'Ralaye.

Kemon stared at the small seafood, which was pitifully small, as small as ants.

As his gaze deepened, he could feel the strength of their muscles, and a line of text notes floating from the head of each piece of seafood:

"Class of 999"

"Crazy King Shrimp"

"Crazy Crystal Scorpion"

"Crazy Mutant Lightning Jellyfish"

They're not simple creatures.

But from another point of view, their body size is actually quite large, because their body size is too huge, and when they look at other things, they naturally see them as small things.

But after watching too much, I still feel very bored, they have fallen into madness, they don't even use skills, and the fight is all hand-to-hand combat.

In the midst of extreme boredom, a distant call rang in his ears.

At first, the voice was hoarse, distorted, and intermittent, but as time passed, the sound became clearer and clearer.

"Great Cthulhu...... The Sleeping God of Lalaye...... O Old Dominator!"

At this time, Kemon's mind conjured up an eerie image of sacrifice.

It was a small mountain village of poverty and persecution, and a dozen foolish people wore black robes and wrapped their bodies tightly.

They wore cat-face masks, could not see their faces, and chanted His name aloud in the distance.

Two of them walked around the pool, chanting the name of the super-long god of Mr. Ke, and from time to time they danced and shook the wind chimes in their hands.

Around the pool, there was an incomprehensible magic circle drawn by some kind of luminous substance, emitting a misty blue glow.

In the eight corners of the magic array, a white candle was lit on each, and some spices were placed under each candle, exuding an indescribable pungent smell, wafting throughout the mountain village.

Strangely, the candle burns with an eerie green glow.

What is it?

Kemon put a question mark in his consciousness.

Unexpectedly, the fanatical believers of the small mountain village screamed excitedly, as if they had seen a miracle appear, knelt on their knees and bowed, wearing a cat-faced mask, banging more than a dozen times in a row, and no one dared to look up at the pool, both afraid and respectful.

God shall not look directly.

"Great Cthulhu, we are the villagers of the cat-faced mountain village, and recently many adventurers have come to pick the cat's tail grass, whether we agree or not, we will forcibly pick it, and say that it is a novice village's medicine collection mission, please kill them, they are robbers, they are demons!"

So saying, one of the fools moved cautiously on his knees, his body trembling, and he did not dare to look up at him the whole time.

He held a basin in both hands, his head grinding the floor instead of his hands, and kneeling on his knees to support his balance, moving to the edge of the pool in a wriggling motion, and then putting the contents of the plate into the pool.

Kermon blinked, and if I was not mistaken, the thing in the basin was a strange-looking cat.

"It's a little bit of caution on our part."

"I beg you to accept the sacrifices of your slaves."

The words fell, and suddenly the sky was bright.

Kemon opened his eyes and saw that the ceiling in front of him was neither the dimly lit seawater city nor the cat-faced mountain village of the strange rituals.

This is the ceiling of your own home.

"I'm back?" Kemon reached out to the outside of the quilt, and it was a human arm.

Take the phone's selfie camera to look at yourself, the face is still his face, and it has not turned into an octopus head.

"Ha, ha, it turned out to be a dream, I just said, living in a scientific society, how can it be crossed." Kemon held his forehead with one hand, and was laughed at by his own crossing thoughts.

But it was at this moment that an unusual cat meow sounded in my ears.

"Meow~"