Chapter 137: No one understands wolf destruction better than them

After transferring the knowledge, Liu Siting was still crazy and fainted directly.
It’s okay.
Kemun backhanded invaded the opponent's dreamland, absorbing the dissipated chaotic knowledge.
As for the chaotic information that has been incorporated into her consciousness, there is no way.
Liu Siting is not destined to be a normal person, and what awaits her for the rest of her life is a life that combines chaos and reason.
Kemeng retreated quietly, opened his eyes and saw Lalaiye as always.
The starfish and the coral, the two super-heavy creatures, were still fighting in close hands. The wounds healed quickly on their own, and it was almost impossible to see which of the two had the victory.
Kemeng watched for a while, then ran to see the construction project of the dream player.
Tens of millions of people are concentrated on the plains for construction, and the construction of the science and technology zone has made great progress.
The insiders of Kemun’s Synaesthesia’s materials area already have something in the making of electrical circuits and other instruments, ready to transform into automated production.
Kemun was about to take a deep look, when suddenly there was a feeling that something was coming to Laley.
Blinking his eyes, canceling the synaesthetic image, looking through the darkness of Laleyer, saw a ghost in the shape of a black cloak flying in.
The black ghost is full of rotten and dark aura, and the clothes on his body seem to have not been changed for decades.
The ghost apostle looked very excited when he saw Cthulhu in a waking state.
Then, humble it began to report to Cthulhu about the development of believers in recent times.
There are already two hundred and fifty-six fanatic believers with Cthulhu at the core. This is also the main reason why the black ghosts have not come to Cthulhu to report the situation recently.
They are too busy, running around and training the uncivilized, foolish people, it is really impossible to report the situation.
It wasn't until the black ghosts gathered on the land that they realized that everyone hadn't reported their work, so they immediately sent a ghost who was not decadent enough to Laley.
The ghost whose breath is not decadent enough shivered, and while suffering from the pressure of the evil god, he tremblingly reported his work.
Kemeng could feel the morbid happiness from it, he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to die, but he was showing a look of enjoyment.
The black ghost claims that human adventurers are stubborn and difficult to domesticate. They finally domesticate a group and then play with them.
They don't want to domesticate human adventurers anymore, it is too wasteful of resources, it is better to spend time on local monsters.
Although the monster does not remember the memory of the previous life after being reborn, it is better than those believers who play with the evaporation of the world.
The black ghost asked the evil Cthulhu whether he would take action against human adventurers and suppress them. After all, the gods behind the human adventurers got rid of the adventurers for no reason and hindered Cthulhu's great cause of unblocking.
After Kemon listened, his face was expressionless, but he already knew the nature of the adventurer's evaporation.
Transforming into Cthulhu believers naturally has to be supervised in reality so that they cannot preach.
In this regard, Kemun’s opinion is to continue to domesticate!
If it was before, Kemon's opinion was that it would no longer be domesticated, but this time it is different. Players are an important resource.
Liu Siting has been given a heavy responsibility by Kemeng. If she does not die, she can make many sorrowful operations.
Although these human believers are temporarily trapped and unable to play a role, they can be retained to play a role in the future.
Kemeng passed a thought and used the power of manipulating fear to control the body of the black ghost, giving it the idea of ​​continuing to domesticate.
The black ghost trembled all over, and a big fear was generated in his heart.
The cloak became more tattered, the aura of decay became stronger, and the whole body exuded a cold feeling.
The indescribable fear was overwhelmed in my heart, and the black ghost's rationality was almost squeezed out.
Continue to domesticate humans without stopping, no matter how difficult it is, the black ghost understands, but the body is also close to the edge of collapse.
Kemun stopped in time, and the black ghost did not die.
The black ghost waited on the spot for a while, weak and strong coexisted, as if it became stronger.
It expressed its sincere gratitude, and then left Laleille leisurely.
Kemun stared at the black ghost's back and nodded secretly in his heart.
In terms of loyalty, the black ghosts are indeed a group of dedicated people who are striving toward the great cause of unblocking.
It was also at this time that Kemon heard illusory mutters.
To be reasonable, the sacrifices have come quickly recently.
If the group of 256 believers grows larger in the future, it is estimated that believers will sacrifice every day.
The space-time stone powder is a rare thing, and it has the monsters of Novice Village to sacrifice, giving people a feeling that it is not difficult to collect.
Say it is not rare enough. Among the 256 believers, only one ethnic group held a sacrifice today. It seems very difficult to collect.
Kemon accepted the sacrifice from the other side, and part of his consciousness parachuted into a village of low-rise buildings.
Kemeng saw a group of little monsters wearing black robes. The black robes covered their upper body, with only the corners of the robes showing their toes.
They are barefoot without shoes, their toes have sharp nails, and there is black mud in their fingertips.
Kemeng couldn't see their whole bodies. It didn't matter. All his followers would wear them like this when they held sacrifices to ensure that they would not look directly at the evil god.
It is possible that the spiritual intuition can also be enclosed in the black robe and mask to further avoid the risk of looking directly at the evil god. This is Kemeng's new understanding.
The group of little black-robed monsters chanted loudly: "Great Cthulhu...the old ruler...the sleeping of Laley..."
"We are a family of dwarf werewolves. We hope that the great Lord can give all the old, weak, sick and disabled a strength."
"For good or bad, we accept it."
"This is a perfect sword, the most beautiful sword in the world!"
The dwarf presented a short sword and threw it into the well in the village.
Kemeng took a look, it was perfect at first sight, it was a perfect sword as expected.
Without any hesitation, Kemeng's heart moved, the grey mist surged and the sword disappeared.
According to the request of the other party, Kemeng felt all the old, weak, sick and disabled in the village.
Having said that, the other party's request is really ruthless, and the wolf is destroyed at the first hearing.
Weed out the old, weak, sick and disabled, and died as soon as possible. The dwarf who survived became stronger, and coupled with the middle-aged men in the village, the whole village was good soldiers.
No one knows better than them what is the herd immunity of disadvantaged groups, too cruel.
This group of dwarf weren’t the prairie wolves who sacrificed the wicked word book, they were a new race, and their character was more ruthless.
Kemeng waited for a while, made sure that the other party did not make a new request, and then carefully felt the emotions of the dwarf werewolf tribe. The members of this village did not have a sense of childhood, at least not subjectively.
The mood of the old, weak, sick and disabled is quite fluctuating. Some people with disabilities are secretly dissatisfied, and some people with disabilities secretly look forward to running the young dozens of years old from time to time and regain their youthful vitality.
There are only seven dwarf men with disagreements ~EbookFREE.me~. It seems that this village is a form of voting where many votes overwhelm a few votes, and the opponents passively accepted the group's decision.
However, Kemeng is an evil god, how could he condone these people who know better.
Everyone has to accept random buff magic!
In the next second, all the dwarf werewolves felt an inexplicable power surge in their bodies.
Some dwarves encountered strong backlash, unable to withstand the pressure, and turned into a mass of bones.
Those dwarves who are in good health and in adulthood are frightened, because they also feel strange powers arising in their bodies.
"Wow!"
After a long time, the dwarf werewolf tribe survived and became stronger, but half of the tribe died forcibly.
The dwarves who survived were silent, tears in their eyes.
After a while, they wiped away their tears and came to the resurrection altar in the clan, waiting for the newborn to appear.