Chapter 598: Victory or defeat

Kemeng analyzed before that there were one or more shadow stream members in the door organization. Otherwise, the shadow stream organization had many unreasonable reasons to cross the Jinlizhou by way.
At this moment, Kemun saw the black gentleman splitting the shadow crazily, drawing the shadow of the room in the book crazily like drawing blood from a large artery.
Or, he entered the shadow into the shadow of the room in the book to fight for the cruel and inhuman body.
"Your strength... is it the elder of the shadow stream!" The book room said gloomily, and an invisible big hand formed in the air, pressing towards the gentleman in black.
In the next second, the body of the gentleman in black was crushed, but the shadow under his feet disappeared.
"Dead?" murmured the book room, "No, it's coming in!"
The mood in the room in the book fluctuated greatly, and the struggle for the realm of consciousness began.
At this point, Kemeng couldn't see their fighting on the conscious level, and could only silently analyze their fighting situation through emotion or voice.
The stream of consciousness fighting to kill is very dangerous, and you will die at every turn.
Whoever has the stronger will will last longer. This is a competition in endurance.
Then look at the mental power of both sides, who is stronger, who is more aggressive.
Secondly, there is mental resistance, which is a defensive level thing, mysterious and mysterious, it is difficult to tell.
At the beginning, Kemeng had thousands of resistances and the shadow war leader of the shadow stream, barely able to top it.
After the strength of the room in the book skyrocketed, Kemon wondered whether its mental resistance had improved.
Soon, the elders of the Shadow Stream organization suffered. It used the body of the book room to scream: "Why, why are you stronger than me!"
"How can you invade me who is favored by the true god! Die to me!" Shu Zhongwu regained control and shouted in the void.
The two have entered a fierce battle, and the mood has become more and more chaotic, sometimes sober and sometimes chaotic, just like a urchin at home using a remote control to constantly switch between the two TV stations.
Ke Meng's awakening time is approaching, and the fierce battle in front of him is so important that Ke Meng does not want to wake up.
Quietly design the time to wake up naturally, usually eight hours, and the body's biological characteristics are very accurate.
In other words, he is about to wake up in half an hour.
"It should be possible to tell the winner within half an hour," Kemeng thought.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes? Ten minutes passed.
Kemon waited impatiently? The struggle between the two also ended in ten minutes.
Elder Shadow Stream's breath faded, and the book room survived to the end.
But Kemon could feel that the soul of the room in the book was not pure enough? It seemed that he was bitten by a mad wild dog, and his mind might be unconscious.
"I won? Did you see that guy who spied on me." The Book Room murmured.
"Haha? Haha? He is so stupid, I am the room in the book blessed by the true god." The room in the book muttered to himself.
In the book, the room obviously doesn't need to talk, but doesn't tell what's in his heart, how can he share the feeling of victory with others.
Can the room in the book feel it? The existence of the peeping one is still there.
"The door organization... actually sent someone to kill me? No, this guy is from the shadow stream, not necessarily the instruction of the master of the golden door." Shu Zhongwu murmured.
After all, it closed the door, temporarily not wanting to open the door to the door organization.
This door gave it a bad memory? The people who originally wanted to welcome the door organization did not expect to be invaded by the shadow of the elders of the shadow stream.
If it hadn't been favored by the true god? It would really have been successfully taken over by the elders of Shadow Stream.
But the elders of Shadow Stream had countless counts, and hadn't counted the strength bestowed by the true god? Shu Zhongwu successfully guarded his soul.
But the elders of Shadow Stream went mad, or bit a piece of meat from his body? It made it a headache.
"Shadow Stream's people should be the undercover of the door organization? The door organization is so noble? How can I intercept and kill me, a creature who is favored by the true god." Shu Zhongwu said to the air again, as if discussing with Kemeng.
Kemon knew that the room in the book just wanted to affirm his position.
Even if the elder of the shadow stream in the room in the book came to invade Dafa, the belief in my heart remained unchanged, and he still yearned for omniscience and omnipotence, and the belief of the door organization was very appetizing for it. It believed that the door organization could not be such a brainless organization. There must be wise people.
After thinking about it, the room in the book opened the door again, sending out gravitational waves inside the door.
Kemon used the time when he was about to wake up at last, using the gravitational wave knowledge that Cthulhu brought to analyze a wave of knowledge conveyed by the book room.
Shu Zhongwu reported the anti-killing of members of the Shadow Stream, and emphasized that he was not afraid of shadows, and welcomed the senior management of the door organization to investigate.
The room in the book did not erase the breath left by Elder Shadow Stream. In fact, this kind of breath is not easy to erase, and it does not have a heart-flame candle in its hand. That item has been sacrificed to the true by it.
After a while, Kemeng woke up regretfully, and did not see the end.
Looking at the light on the horizon, Kemeng knew that it was the weather after a certain item of the Bureau of Investigation was commissioned, and kept the internal weather consistent with the outside world, so that Kemeng would not live in gloomy weather every day.
Kemon was not in the mood to go to class and didn't want to go to work. He wanted to read the follow-up of the room in the book. It was like seeing half of a large-scale series and wanted to watch it. So he told Shirley, "I want to sleep, you keep watching."
"Yes, Master." Shirley lowered her head.
The glutinous rice also bowed, expressing understanding.
Kemeng fell asleep once more hypnotized, and he opened his eyes in a deep dream.
The room in the synesthesia book, the existence behind the scenes of the shadow stream, and other miscellaneous things.
Split the screen and open more, for Kemeng, it is already a casual thing, very simple.
Soon, Kemon saw the synesthetic picture of the room in the book again.
Less than ten minutes after leaving, new guests were welcomed inside the book room.
The room in the book suddenly became alert and said to the air: "Brother, I watched it for seven hours and fifty minutes, and now I'm peeking at me again. Are you planning to squat on me overnight?"
There is no need for time concepts like day and night in the Book Room~EbookFREE.me~, but the fixed synaesthetic duration makes it wary.
The guests in the room in the book also became nervous. He did not perceive other strangers in the room, so he asked, "Who is here?"
"It's an impolite guy. I don't know where it is. You can't perceive it. It's because your spiritual awareness is too low. If your spirituality is as high as mine, you will perceive that it exists." Wu hummed, there was a sense of sight to show off.
The little guest said: "My spiritual perception is not low in the door organization. As long as some unknown beings from the void dare to look at me, I need to know. How can something I don't know is watching me?"
"Everything I said is the same, I dare to guarantee it with the true God." Shu Zhongwu said.
The little guest showed a somewhat suspicious expression.
Kemeng looked at the room in the book, and saw the small child with that face and tone, it was a child from Room 101!
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