Chapter 414: Laleille 1 as usual

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This is a source of spiritual pollution, Kemeng has already felt countless negative emotions, flooding like a tide.
There are many points of resentment, targeting society, men and women, academics, and family.
In addition to Deacon Zhu's own grievances, the humans he had invaded, those dark negative emotions also inherited, until this time, they erupted like a tide, and instantly flooded Kemeng.
Kemeng used a shadow grabbing hand to grab the shadow of the change.
But this shadow has begun to mutate and it is very difficult to grasp.
When grabbing with the palm, it is like grabbing a large piece of mucus, but it can't be grabbed.
At this moment, the shadow and the body have merged. The entire body is a huge source of pollution. The shadow and the body are not separated from each other, and the shadow grasping hand gives the feeling that it cannot be grasped.
Kemun extended his hand again, and a steel core popped out of his hand.
All the electric current in the ring is evacuated to form an ultra-high voltage force field. With an instantaneous change, the steel-core bullet gains an instantaneous speed that exceeds the speed of sound several times.
Boom!
The weird worm body hit the kinetic energy bullet and was immediately blown into a ball.
The worm's mucus and squirming black flesh and blood splattered everywhere.
Kemon received the 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 chaotic flesh and blood.
The holy light keeps purifying these things like a note.
But there are really too many negative things on Deacon Zhu's body, and strange things grow on the surface of every piece of black flesh and blood.
It looks like trembling cilia from a distance, but looks like indescribable tentacles up close.
They keep shaking, rubbing against the air, and there is an inexplicable evil emotion in the rubbing sound.
Holy light is difficult to purify, it is pollution under the light.
Kemon took out the sound-absorbing sponge and pressed the sponge. At this moment, the sound of the entire Holy Light Room was sucked away.
Kemun walked back and forth, using the storage ring of the Bureau of Investigation to store the squirming flesh and blood.
Because he was in the center of the pollution source, although he could not hear the sound, the squirming flesh and blood left a deep impression on Kemeng's heart, and he couldn't get rid of it.
Even with more than a thousand resistance points, close your eyes, you can still see a white phantom, fixed in front of the eyelids.
After Kemeng put all the things in the room into the storage ring, Kemeng took out the big-faced cat.
Just now, that thing was a strange creature transformed from a worm body. The big-faced cat can even eat dark dishes. There is no reason why it can't eat the abnormal pollution source creature.
Ke Meng patted the black and red checkered scarf and took out the shape change light.
Position the lampstand, aim at the face of the big face cat and press the zoom button.
Om, a beam of white light hit the big-faced cat, and the big-faced cat began to grow in proportions, gradually growing to a height of 1.5 meters, and then stopped growing taller.
The body shape has become bigger, and the big face cat's mouth has also become bigger.
As a food destroyer without emotion, it will never be picky eaters.
Kemon poured out indescribable flesh and blood from the storage ring.
After only a few minutes, the flesh and blood grew countless strange faces, densely packed on the surface of the flesh and blood, opened his mouth, and let out a silent roar.
All the roars were absorbed by the sound-absorbing sponge, Kemon couldn't hear those sounds, and there was no pressure in his heart to handle food.
No matter how terrifying their expressions are, they can't stop Kemon from pouring them into the mouth of the big-faced cat.
Big-faced cats do not refuse to come. Anything that enters the mouth is meat, and all disappears into the mouth.
In less than a minute, Kemeng had already poured Deacon Zhu's blood and flesh into the big-faced cat's mouth.
Deacon Zhu’s shadow Kemeng could not be caught anymore. It merged with the strange flesh and blood, and flesh and blood with it, it was flesh and blood. It seemed that the moment the backlash started, it was no longer a shadow creature.
The above is a purely intuitive guess based on Kemeng's judgment on the spot.
After eliminating Deacon Zhu, Kemeng looked around and found that the residual feeling of negative emotions was still serious, but not as serious as it was at the beginning.
At the beginning, it was really at the center of the explosion. Numerous calling words rang in Kemeng's ears. Kemeng felt very tired, as if his soul had been riddled with holes.
Had it not been for the sound-absorbing sponge to absorb those sounds, Kemeng would have been unable to do so.
Ke Meng closed his eyes, and he could still see the creeping phantom of blood and flesh, trembling lightly on his eyelids.
The flesh and blood slowly gather, and it seems that there are other powers to worship.
Kemun didn't know what it was, and he was very upset.
The resistance force in the body did not respond to this, but his own spiritual perception issued a serious warning, as if waiting for it to squirm for a while, it might invade Kemon's head.
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, and more resistance points must be required.
If there are other people in the game, I am afraid they will rebel directly.
Kemeng patted his head, stayed in the Holy Light Room and didn't go out. He directly called the people outside.
There were not many people in charge of the bureau, and they all went out to preside over the rescue work.
But Kemon looked at the group. Shadow Stream's assassination operation killed several A-level investigators. Many people in the group were crying with expressions and good text along the way.
Kemeng's eyebrows were a little bit painful, and the phantom of flesh and blood in front of him appeared again.
"They died because of me."
"It's all because of me..."
Suddenly there was a thought of self-blame in my heart. At first I blamed myself, and then I started to curse myself with vicious words.
Kemon patted his head and cut off his thoughts.
This time, you can see the phantom of flesh and blood without closing your eyes.
No matter how Kemeng shakes the angle of view, it is always fixed at the center of the line of sight, as if taking root on Kemeng's eyeball surface.
Kemeng felt terrified, he had to spread the information first, and then figure out how to deal with this hidden danger.
Toot toot.
The director-general connected Kemon's phone, "Hello?"
The voice was sucked away by the sound-absorbing sponge, but the Secretary's voice did not come.
Kemeng glanced at the sound-absorbing sponge and immediately switched to text chat mode.
"Director, write down a series of numbers. This is the group number of the Shadow Stream House, and the secret contact method of the Shadow Stream organization..." Kemeng told the Chief Director of the group number of the Shadow Stream House.
After the Chief Secretary watched it, his spirit relaxed slightly.
"I turned around and asked the beast to check the group numbers and monitor them." The director wrote.
"Well, I'll go to bed first."
Kemeng experienced a great battle and was exhausted. As the phantom of flesh and blood in front of him became clearer and clearer, he couldn't hold on any longer, he had to fall asleep and dream into the game.
"Wait, I will let Team Luo take care of you..."
Kemeng did not look at the phone, lying in the Holy Light Room, releasing dumplings, hypnotizing himself, and falling asleep quickly.
As soon as the glutinous rice came out ~EbookFREE.me~, I felt the restless breath in the air.
...
Kemon slept very deeply, and he could still see the phantom of flesh and blood when he closed his eyes.
The flesh and blood had grown squirming, and a face had grown on the flesh and blood, and there was a silent cry.
He will do everything, with this strange perspective phantom, sleeping together.
Grumbling.
Kemon heard the voice of the sea.
I opened my eyes again and saw an octopus head monster sculpture.
With a swish, Kemeng became Cthulhu.
Hundreds of face phantoms formed by flesh and blood appeared in the center of Cthulhu's perspective.
He blinked.
The deep sea Lalaiye is as usual, dead and peaceful.