I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 483: The Light of the Lost

After the black ghost left, Kemon looked around at the items around him.

The items left around are all sacrificed by high-level monsters. These things are too powerful to cross the blue star membrane.

Even if some sacrifices are not strong enough to pass through the Blue Star filter, these items are also very dangerous, emitting a deadly aftermath of power all over them. If the master is not strong enough, even the master will dare to kill.

The player's sacrificial offering is okay, not strong, but it works, and its functionality is also very good.

But Kemon didn't look for the player's sacrifice, but looked at the sacrifices of those full-level monsters, looking for something that could be directly triggered.

Some items are piled up very high because of the accumulation.

Disturbed by the current, objects rolled under Kemon's body, touching Kemon's body of the evil god.

Because of the touch, Kermon felt like he could use them.

Of course, it's limited to the touching part.

Kermon first looked at his inventory, which ones were there.

"Bricks stained with the breath of the gods"

"It was once taken by Cthulhu to shoot the ancient gods. Later, the bricks have accumulated over time and become artifacts. They have the ability to hit a shot and are 100% dizzy. The stun time depends on the opponent's resistance. The minimum is not less than 1 second. Skills can be interrupted."

"The damage of a brick depends on its own strength, at least double, and at most a hundred times."

"Side effect: going mad."

Although the side effects are only four words, the aura emanating from this brick is really powerful.

Falling into madness seems simple, but Kemeng can guarantee that once this thing comes to Blue Star, the pollution radius will at least cover the entire Whale City.

And it doesn't need to be polluted for a long time, and it will fall into madness when it comes, and the pollution speed is far faster than the fog of despair.

Kemeng glanced over, this thing is temporarily unusable.

The next item is another artifact level, and it is related to Cthulhu.

I touched several items in a row, all related to Cthulhu.

Kemon thought that these were all nearby things, so they were all related to him.

As Kemon put away the items one by one, the items under his feet also disappeared.

Every time an item disappears into the storage space, a new item is squeezed in.

There are too many items piled up here, so items keep falling and rolling down to Kermon's feet.

Kemeng never tires of collecting items, and after collecting them, a new one arrives.

Until the hill gradually became shorter and the items on the edge no longer rolled to Kemon's feet, Kemon's storage space stopped updating.

"Five hundred and one pieces, so many!" Kemeng glanced at it, and there were five hundred and one things that could be stored in the storage space.

The storage space here refers to the storage space that comes with the evil god, not the storage scarf in reality.

Kermon looked at it, and every item inside was extremely powerful, but it was impossible for ordinary people to use it.

"If a player wants to wear an artifact, they have to increase their resistance, otherwise they won't even be able to wear it." Kemeng muttered to himself.

The negative effect on the artifact is extremely terrifying. If you don't wear it, you may kill yourself.

However, what Kemen saw were artifacts on the evil god's side, and serious artifacts should not have this kind of indiscriminate injury effect.

It was also when Kemeng browsed the artifact, and an illusory murmur came from his ear.

"The great Cthulhu, the sleeping god of R'lyeh in the deep sea, the ruler of the old days..."

Kermon heard someone calling him in the distant sky.

It should be a sacrifice for believers.

After thinking about it, Kemeng accepted the other party's application for sacrifice, and his consciousness traveled across time and space, and came to the virtual game world.

It was an ancient road. On the ancient road, a group of black-robed sacrificers, wearing masks, turned around a small pool, shouting the name of Cthulhu.

After Kermon arrived, the flames of the candles were piercingly green, the wind gusts, and the depressing aura spread across the audience.

Everyone knelt down, worshiping and fearing from the bottom of their hearts.

Facing the evil god, they recited today's sacrifice.

"Great Cthulhu, we hope to gain great power, so as to offer a beacon to guide the lost."

This light comes from this labyrinth.

At that time, the players were lost in the maze, couldn't find the way out, and couldn't use the teleportation scroll at the same time, which was very embarrassing.

It was at this time that a lantern bearer in the night pointed out the direction for them and gave them a lamp so that they would not get lost.

Now that the player came out, he felt that Cthulhu needed a bright light to point out the direction of unblocking, so he initiated this sacrificial ceremony.

Kemen was silent after listening.

Sometimes players just like to sacrifice without thinking, regardless of whether it is useful to evil gods or not.

Kemeng silently felt that this object does not have a strong sense of threat, nor does it have the kind of aura that suppresses foreign objects indiscriminately.

Acceptable, no problem.

Kemon readily accepted the sacrificer's gift, and then backhanded a wave of powerful boosts.

The players showed joyful emotions. Although they haven't got up yet, they can't bear the joy of wanting to spawn monsters.

The level of these believers has caught up to level 240, but the following problem is that the damage is not enough, and it is a bit difficult to fight the wild monsters of level 250.

Sacrifice a treasure to the evil god, it requires a little bit of power to easily spawn monsters, isn't that too much?

The player's mentality is very good. Although it is not a 100% pure faith, it is exactly what Kemen wants.

Because such items are generally not up to the standards used by evil gods, they are just suitable for people like Kemeng who have not yet reached the level of strength.

After a while, a lamp offering disappeared on the water.

...

"Wow!"

The glutinous rice balls called the scene next to it.

Kemeng opened his eyes and saw Tangyuan hanging on his head holding a bright lamp with dog fur.

Kemeng stroked Tangyuan's dog fur, then got up to take the light.

The shape of the lamp is very small, with an iron handle for carrying it. The glass is very clean, as if it has just been shipped from the factory. It is pure and transparent, and a human-shaped light source can be seen inside.

Kemon carefully inspected the light source inside the lamp. It has a human shape, but its ears are not human ears, but pointed ears.

"Elf ears?" Kermon murmured.

The little person living in the lamp is like an elf, with a pair of wings, flying slowly in the lantern.

At this time, the picture of fireflies flashed in Kemen's mind.

The light is very soft, not strong, and it feels warm in my heart, with an indescribable comfort.

Kermon moved the big-faced cat out and checked the information of the bright lamp directly.

"Lamp of the Lost"

"When the holder gets a lamp, he becomes a lamp bearer, and the spirit in the lamp will release light to protect the soul of the lamp bearer."

"Purifying the soul of the lost can dispel some of the negative effects of the soul level."

"It has the function of guiding the way forward."

"Side effect: the lantern bearer will eventually become a member of the lost, the longer it is used, the earlier the lost time will be."

The second update is over.