I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 414 Raliyah is as usual

This is a source of mental pollution, and Kemon has already felt countless negative emotions flooding in like a tide.

There are many points of resentment, against society, against men and women, against studies, against family, etc.

In addition to Deacon Zhu's own resentment, the dark negative emotions of the humans he once invaded have also been inherited. Until now, they erupted like a tide and submerged Kemon in an instant.

Kemon used the shadow catcher to grab the mutated shadow.

But this shadow has already begun to mutate, making it very difficult to catch.

When the palm grabs it, it's like grabbing a large piece of mucus, but it can't be grabbed.

At this moment, the shadow and the body have merged into one, the whole body is a huge source of pollution, the shadow and the body are indistinguishable from each other, and the shadow catcher gives the feeling that it cannot be grasped.

Kemen stretched out his hand again, and a steel core popped out in his hand.

Evacuate all the current in the ring to form an ultra-high voltage pressure field. With an instant change, the steel-core bullet gains an instantaneous speed that exceeds several times the speed of sound.

Boom!

The weird worm body was immediately blown into a ball when it hit the kinetic energy bullet.

The worm's mucus and squirming black flesh splashed everywhere.

Kermon was hit by a shock wave at close range, but his body resisted the shock wave, and nothing happened.

The floor of the Holy Light Room was plowed three feet, and it was full of messy flesh and blood.

The holy light is pouring in, constantly purifying these things.

But there are really too many negative things on Deacon Zhu, and strange things grow on the surface of every piece of black flesh and blood.

From a distance, it looks like trembling cilia, but it looks like indescribable tentacles when viewed up close.

They kept shaking, rubbing against the air, and there was an indescribable evil emotion in the rubbing sound.

The holy light is difficult to purify, it is the pollution under the light.

Kemen took out the sound-absorbing sponge and pressed the sponge. At this moment, the sound of the entire Holy Light Chamber was sucked away.

Kermon walked back and forth, using the Bureau's storage ring to store the wriggling clumps of flesh.

Because he was in the center of the pollution source, although he couldn't hear the sound, the squirming flesh and blood left a deep impression on Kemeng's heart, and he couldn't shake it off.

Even if there are over a thousand resistance points, if you close your eyes, you can still see a white phantom fixed in front of your eyelids.

After Kemon put all the things in the room into the storage ring, Kemon moved out the big-faced cat.

The thing just now was a strange creature transformed from a worm body. The big-faced cat can even eat dark dishes, so there is no reason why it can't eat the mutated pollution source creature.

Kemon patted the black and red plaid scarf and took out the body shape changing lamp.

Straighten the light stand, aim at the face of the big cat and press the zoom button.

Hum, a beam of white light shone on the big-faced cat, and the big-faced cat began to grow proportionally, gradually growing to a height of 1.5 meters, and then stopped growing taller.

The body shape has become bigger, and the mouth of the big-faced cat has also become bigger.

As an emotionless food destroyer, it will never be picky eaters.

Kemon poured out indescribable flesh and blood little by little from the storage ring.

After only a few minutes, those flesh and blood grew countless strange faces, densely crowded on the surface of the flesh and blood, opened their mouths, and roared silently.

All the roaring noises were absorbed by the sound-absorbing sponge, and Kemen couldn't hear those voices, so he could handle the food without any pressure in his heart.

No matter how terrified their expressions were, they couldn't stop Kermon from pouring them into the big-faced cat's mouth.

The big-faced cat never refuses anyone who comes in, and whatever comes into its mouth is meat, it disappears.

In less than a minute, Kemeng poured all of Deacon Zhu's blood and flesh into the big-faced cat's mouth.

Deacon Zhu's shadow Kemeng can no longer be grasped, it is integrated with the strange flesh and blood, flesh and it, it is flesh and blood, it seems that the moment the backlash started, it is no longer a shadow creature.

The above is based on Kemon's judgment based on the feeling on the spot, purely intuitive conjecture.

After eliminating Deacon Zhu, Kemeng looked left and right, and the residual feeling of negative emotions was still very serious, but not as serious as it was at the beginning.

In the beginning, as if he was really in the center of the explosion, countless words of calling rang in Kemen's ears, and Kemen felt very tired, as if his soul was riddled with holes.

If it weren't for the sound-absorbing sponge to absorb the sound, Kemon would have been powerless.

Kemen closed his eyes, but he could still see the squirming phantoms of blood and flesh trembling slightly on his eyelids.

The flesh and blood slowly gathered, and it seemed that other forces were at work.

Kemon didn't know what it was, and was very upset.

The resistance power in the body did not respond to this, but his own spiritual perception issued a serious warning, as if it might invade Kemon's head if it squirmed for a while longer.

It can be seen that the mental pollution this time has exceeded Kemeng's comfort zone, and the resistance of more than 1,000 points is not stable, so more resistance points are necessary.

If there are other people in the bureau, I am afraid they will directly rebel.

Kemen patted his head, stayed in the holy light room and did not go out, directly calling the people outside.

There are not many people in charge of the bureau, and they all go out to take charge of the rescue work.

But Kemeng looked at the group, Yingliu's assassination operation killed several A-level investigators, many people in the group were crying, and the words of the good journey.

Kemeng's eyebrows ached a little, and the phantom of the flesh and blood in front of him appeared again.

"Their deaths are all because of me."

"It's all because of me..."

I suddenly had the idea of ​​self-blame in my heart, at first I blamed myself, and then I began to curse myself with vicious words.

Kemon patted his head and broke his inner thoughts.

This time, he could see the phantom of flesh and blood without closing his eyes.

No matter how Kemen shakes the angle of view, it will always be fixed at the center of sight, as if it has settled down and taken root on the surface of Kemen's eyeballs.

Kemen's heart trembled, he had to spread the information first, and then find a way to deal with this hidden danger.

beep beep.

The Director-General answered Kemon's call, "Hello?"

The sound was absorbed by the sound-absorbing sponge, but the director's voice did not come through.

Kemeng glanced at the sound-absorbing sponge, and immediately switched to text chat mode.

"Director, write down a string of numbers. This is the group number of Shadow Stream House, and it is the secret contact information of the Shadow Stream organization..." Kemeng told the director general the group number of Shadow Stream House.

After the Director-General watched it, his spirit was slightly relaxed.

"I'll ask the beast to look up that group number and monitor them," the director wrote.

"Well, I'm going to bed first."

Kemon experienced a great battle and was mentally exhausted. As the phantom of flesh and blood in front of him became clearer and clearer, he couldn't drag it on any longer. He had to fall asleep and dream into the game.

"Wait a minute, I'll let Team Luo take care of you..."

Kemeng didn't look at his phone, he lay down in the holy light room, released glutinous rice balls, secretly hypnotized himself, and quickly fell asleep.

As soon as the glutinous rice balls came out, I felt the restless atmosphere in the air.

...

Kemeng slept deeply, and he could still see the phantom of flesh and blood when he closed his eyes.

Flesh and flesh have squirmed and grown, and a pair of faces have grown on the flesh and blood, crying silently.

He did everything he could, and fell asleep together with this strange perspective phantom.

Gulu Gulu.

Kermon heard the sound of the sea.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a sculpture of an octopus-headed monster.

Whoosh, Kemon became Cthulhu.

Phantoms of hundreds of faces formed of flesh and blood emerged in the center of the evil god's perspective.

He blinked.

Deep Sea R'lyeh was as usual, dead silent and peaceful.