"The Horn of Shadows can only hold one intelligent life, as long as I let you in, you can't kill me." The Lord of the Shadow Stream has resigned himself to his fate, making a final struggle.

It secretly hated, if it didn't think that it could secretly plot Kemon, the limit was one for one, how could it fall into an embarrassing situation.

But who expected, Kemon's strange power seemed to be beyond its comprehension, and it was in its blind spot of knowledge.

Kemon was unmoved, "Do you think I'm here alone, I've got a pet with me." ”

"Hmph." The Lord of Shadow didn't want to speak.

"Even if you try to enter the Horn of Shadows from the Void, it won't work, and you still need my consent to replace it." The Lord of the Shadow Stream broke the jar and broke it, and the bar was on the bar.

The Shadow Horn's powerful settings make it safe enough to stay in a corner.

"As long as I don't come out, you won't be able to kill me, I will continue to call out, looking for the soul in my heart that longs to change my face, and the inheritance of the shadow stream will never fall!" The Lord of Shadowstreams' mood suddenly improved, and he had already seen it and felt that life was so good.

No matter what, Kemeng in front of him can't break into it, people can't get in, it's safe, theoretically it can stay in it until it's old and the world is destroyed.

Kemon stood in the shade of the trees, not wanting to say a word, just simply using his spiritual perception of synaesthesia to the past of the Lord of the Shadow Stream.

Although it was not face-to-face, and it was not on the same level, Kemon encountered some difficulties.

Buzz.

The invisible waves spread out from the body, and countless leaves shook wildly, as if they were about to be washed away by the spiritual sea.

"What an exaggerated spirituality, you humanoid monster." The Lord of Shadow Stream said disgustingly.

Normal people can't see the sea of spirituality, and only creatures who also use spirituality to see things can feel the terrifying aura emanating from Kemeng.

The rumbling sound of the waves crashing wildly against the ground made Kemon's head seem to explode, and he felt countless images.

There are images of the Lord of the Shadow Stream secretly searching for the seeds of potential, and there are also images of the Lord of the Shadow Flow being watched by an evil god and panicking.

But none of these images are what Kemon wants to see, and Kemon wants to know where the Lord of the Shadow Stream comes from.

Kemon used his violent spirituality to communicate with Bluestar's will, and received a reply that the behind-the-scenes existence of the Shadow Flow Organization was an outsider, not something born of Bluestar.

In addition, the Shadow Horn is not something that was born of Blue Star, it is also a foreign object.

Because of the concealment of the Shadow Corner, even the Blue Star Will didn't know what it was time for it to appear here, and settle in the shadows somewhere in the boulevard.

"Perhaps, the Horn of Shadows and the Lord of Shadow Streams came from a meteorite fall." A picture of a meteorite falling from the sky flashed through Kemon's mind.

It was this image that convinced Kermon that the Lord of the Shadow Stream was from an alien planet.

And its own strength is not very strong, in the face of tens of thousands of resistance forces, it will shatter when touched, and it will not be able to withstand the fierce attack at all.

"It's over." Kemon muttered.

"What's the end?" The Lord of Shadowflow asked.

In the next second, all the sea of spirits contracted, all of which converged on Kemon's fingertips, turning into an extremely compressed crystal.

The small crystals reflected terrifying fluctuations, and even the Lord of Shadow Streams, who had long regarded madness as normal, felt his heart throb.

Snort.

Kemon shot at a floating shadow with an extremely condensed spiritual ray.

The breath of riot raged in the locality, and the will of the Lord of Shadowflow fell into a new layer of madness.

"*****" It can no longer say normal words, its mouth is full of nonsense, and it is full of extremely terrible mental pollution.

Because of the mental confusion, the mind of the Lord of the Shadow Flow is not under his control, and he vents indiscriminately.

Kemon condensed another ray and punched the idea of "replacing the little bug" into it.

"Replace! Replacement! Replacement! The Lord of Shadow Stream muttered subconsciously, not thinking through his brain at all, and his brain was only left with a crazy mutter.

It's crazy guys, and it takes a little trick to make a crazy guy crazy again.

That is, with normal thinking as the core, condensed into a spiritual ray, penetrated into the other party, and impacted the other party's crazy and chaotic worldview.

In this way, the other party received a blow from the weakened version of the true god, and even if the worldview was crazy, because of Kemon's agitation, the crazy worldview was shattered and re-entered the chaotic state.

A second later, the earthworms in the forest vanished.

Immediately after, a guy with a naked upper body and a face that could not be seen clearly fell to the ground.

Its lower body is composed of a large number of strange tentacles, its appearance is very terrifying, its whole body is mentally polluted, countless plants and trees have become demonic, and all shadows have grown into the twisted form of countless tentacles.

But what is surprising is that the shadow of the big-faced cat has not changed at all, and no shadow has grown.

Kemon noticed this detail and remembered it a little.

"Boom!"

Kemeng's heart moved, and the other party's blood was instantly frozen, and the inside detonated.

The backlash of extracting energy followed, impacting Kemon's body over and over again, but fortunately, Kemeng blocked it all.

Even if the strength of the Lord of the Shadow Flow drops to thirty percent, its physical body is still terrifying, its strength has not been weakened, and the weakened power is the soul.

"Ah, replace, replace me, replace me!" It cried out loudly, thoughts flashing through its head.

"The earthworm has become the new owner of the Shadow Horn, and you can't use it." Ruthlessly and ruthlessly, Kermon picked up each twisted piece of corpse and threw it to an enlarged version of the big-faced cat.

However, the mouth of the big-faced cat is closed every day, and Kemon has to pull its mouth open and throw the corpse into its mouth.

As a twisted corpse piece entered the mouth of the big-faced cat, the aura of the Lord of Shadow Flow decreased by a thousandth.

It's a real reduction, without the slightest bit of moisture.

"Shadows can also be eaten, because shadows can also be classified as part of meat?" Kemon looked at the big-faced cat that stopped thinking, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the big-faced cat itself was not simple.

This cat, maybe the resistance strength is higher than Kemon.

Faced with the spiritual pollution emitted by the Lord of the Shadow Stream, Kemon fears that the pollution will spread to Octopus Market, so he quickly raises the speed of picking up meat.

A gust of wind swept the clouds, throwing all the twisted pieces of meat into the mouth of the enlarged version of the big-faced cat.

Every piece of meat thrown into it does not emit the breath of a living creature.

What a terrible digestive power!

You must know that this is the Shadow Lord's piece of meat, and each piece of meat can pollute several large cities in a matter of days.

Ordinary attacks can't wipe out the flesh, and Kemon suspects that even if the nuclear explosion opens, it won't be able to completely wipe it out.

The effect of extracting energy to freeze into blocks is not very good, and the most suitable way is to let the big-faced cat eat it.

Just in case, Kemon dug three feet into the ground and threw all the insects in the field into the mouth of the big-faced cat.

As for these mutated trees with tentacle shadows, he plans to gather them together first, and then ask the Investigation Bureau for a prop that can turn objects into meat, and then feed them to the big-faced cats to prevent future troubles.

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