I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 648 No matter what kind of meat can be digested

"The corner of the shadow can only hold one intelligent life, as long as I let you in, you can't kill me." The master of the shadow stream has already accepted his fate, making the final struggle.

It secretly hated it, if it didn't think it could plot against Kemeng, how could it be in such an embarrassing situation.

Unexpectedly, Kemeng's strange power seems to have surpassed its understanding, and it is in the blind spot of its knowledge.

Kemen was unmoved, "Do you think I'm the only one here, I brought my pets with me."

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

"Even if you try to enter the corner of the shadow from the void, it's useless, and I still need my consent to replace it." The master of the shadow stream smashed the jar and hit the bar.

The powerful setting of the corner of shadow makes it safe enough to live in the corner.

"As long as I don't come out, you can't kill me. I will continue to call out, looking for the soul that longs for a change of face. The inheritance of Shadow Stream will never fail!" The mood of the Lord of Shadow Stream suddenly improved. When I opened it, I felt that life was so beautiful.

The Kemon in front of him has no way to break into it no matter what. If people can't get in, it is safe. In theory, it can stay in it forever and the world is destroyed.

Kemen stood under the shade of the tree, he didn't want to say a word, but simply used spiritual perception to sense the past of the Lord of Shadow Stream.

Although not face to face, nor on the same level, Kemen encountered some difficulties.

Buzz.

Invisible ocean waves spread from the body, causing countless leaves to shake wildly, as if they were about to be washed away by the spiritual sea.

"What exaggerated spirituality, you humanoid monster." The Shadow Stream Lord said disgustedly.

Normal people can't see the sea of ​​spirituality running amok. Only creatures who also use spirituality to observe things can feel the terrifying aura emanating from Kemeng.

With the sound of rumbling waves beating the ground crazily, Kemeng's head seemed to be about to explode, and he felt countless images.

There are scenes about the Lord of Shadow Stream secretly looking for seeds of potential, and there are pictures of Lord of Shadow Stream panicked by being spied on by an evil god.

But these pictures are not what Kemeng wants to see. Kemeng wants to know where the master of shadow stream comes from.

Kemen used violent spirituality to communicate with Bluestar's will, and got an answer that the existence behind the Shadow Stream organization was an outsider, not something that was born by Bluestar.

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

Because of the concealment of the corner of the shadow, even the will of the blue star doesn't know when it will appear here, living in the shadow somewhere in the boulevard.

"Perhaps, the corner of the shadow and the master of the shadow stream came from a certain meteorite falling." A picture of a meteorite falling from the sky flashed in Kemeng's mind.

It was this picture that made Kemeng sure that the Shadow Stream Master was from an alien.

Moreover, its own strength is not very strong. Facing tens of thousands of resisting forces, it will be broken at the first touch, and it cannot withstand a fierce attack at all.

"It's over." Kemen murmured.

"What's over?" the Shadow Stream Lord asked.

In the next second, all the sea of ​​spirituality shrank, and all of it converged at Kemeng's fingertips, turning into an extremely compressed bright crystal.

The small crystals reflected terrifying fluctuations. Even the Lord of Shadow Flow, who had long regarded madness as normal, felt his heart throbbing.

Scoff.

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

The atmosphere of riots was raging in the local area, and the will of the Lord of Shadow Stream fell into a new layer of madness.

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

Because of mental confusion, the Lord of Shadow Stream's thinking was out of his control, and he vented indiscriminately.

Kemon condensed another ray and shot the thought of "replacing the little bug".

"Replace! Replace! Replace!" the Lord of Shadow Stream murmured subconsciously, without thinking about it at all, only crazy murmurs remained in his mind.

It was already a crazy guy, and to make a crazy guy crazy again, it took some unexpected tricks.

That is to use normal thinking as the core, condense into spiritual rays, penetrate into the opponent, and impact the opponent's crazy and chaotic worldview.

In this way, if the opponent receives a blow from the weakened version of True God, even if the world view is crazy, it will be shattered due to Kemon's stirring and re-enter the state of chaos.

A second later, the earthworms in the forest disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a guy with a naked upper body and whose face could not be seen fell to the ground.

Its lower body is composed of a large number of weird tentacles, its appearance is very terrifying, and its whole body has its own spiritual pollution. Countless plants and trees have become strange because of it, and all the shadows have grown in the distorted form of countless tentacles.

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

Kemen noticed this detail and remembered it for a while.

"burst!"

With a thought in his mind, Kemeng instantly froze the opponent's blood and exploded inside.

The energy-absorbing backlash followed, hitting Kemeng's body over and over again, but fortunately Kemeng blocked them all.

Even if the Lord of Shadow Stream's strength drops to 30%, 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, all kinds of thoughts flashing through its mind.

"The earthworm has become the new owner of the Horn of Shadows, and you can't use it." Kemon ruthlessly and coldly picked up every twisted corpse and threw it to the enlarged version of the big-faced cat.

However, the big-faced cat's mouth was closed every day, and Kemon had to pull out its mouth again, and then threw the body parts into its mouth.

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

This is the real deal reduction, without the slightest moisture.

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

This cat might have higher resistance than Kemon.

Facing the spiritual pollution emitted by the Shadow Stream Lord, Kemeng worried that the pollution would spread to the Octopus Market, so he quickly increased the speed of picking meat.

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

Every piece of meat thrown in will not emit the breath of a living creature.

Terrible digestion!

You must know that this is the meat of the Lord of Shadow Stream, each piece of meat can pollute several large cities within a few days.

Ordinary attacks can't destroy the meat, and Kemen suspects that even if the nuclear explosion explodes, it won't be able to completely destroy it.

The effect of extracting energy and freezing it into blocks is not very good. 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 area into the big-faced cat's mouth.

As for these mutated trees with tentacled shadows, he planned 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 cat to avoid future troubles.