I Became the Ultimate Boss

Crypt ghosts are not normal human beings. They are half of their bodies in the soil. They are skinny and like to live in moist soil.

But most recently, there are many so-called adventurers attacking the village, and they have to crawl out of the ground to fight against the adventurer.

Every time you die, the soul will return to the village altar, rebuild the body, and resurrect with the corpse, but the previous life memory will not be retained.

So, many crypt ghosts died in the village, and many crypt ghosts were resurrected.

The group of tomb ghosts who have never died have felt the threat posed by the adventurer.

Death is not terrifying, but terrifying is that memory will not be brought into the altar of resurrection.

So the older generation of tomb ghosts gathered, leaving those resurrected young adults to suffer at home, and they went to the outside world to collect space-time stone powder.

Finally, the tomb ghost completed a great summon ceremony today.

Above a pitch black pool, the mist drifted upward, condensing into an indescribable cloud of mist.

The depressive atmosphere directly overshadowed the gloomy atmosphere of the cave.

Feeling the invisible force penetrated into the body, the old ghost who presided over the sacrifice ceremony knocked his head on the edge of the pool and raised the rattan basket in his hand.

In the basket made of plant rattan, there is a cloud of dark brown unknown liquid.

The old ghost prayed while holding Tengfu, “Great Cthulhu, our mountain village is facing the crisis of frequent adventurer invasion, please give us the ability to retain the memory of our souls!”

old ghost said, but wondered whether such a request would be too difficult to fulfill.

But the gods are omnipotent, and he firmly believes this.

If Cthulhu does not respond, it is that their sacrifices are not precious enough and not qualified enough.

“This is the honey from the village for a hundred years!”

“Please accept the sacrifice of the servant!”

He put the rattan basket On the pool, the indescribable mist wrapped the rattan basket, and in a short while, the silhouette of the rattan basket disappeared without a trace.

And Mr. Ke also heard the other party’s request.

Want to keep the soul memory?

The requirements are too high, what should I do to allow believers to retain the memory of their souls?

Ke Meng looked through his skill column and checked them one by one.

Keep soul memory, it should be a soul skill.

As an Evil God, he is also quite knowledgeable in manipulating souls.

“Let me see, what soul skills are there.” Ke Meng thought.

At the sacrifice scene, all the tomb ghosts heard indistinguishable noises, which penetrated their heads, had a splitting headache, and had faint hallucinations.

After a while, Ke Meng found a soul skill called Reaping Soul.

“Reap the soul: harvest the soul of the opponent and store it in a different-dimensional space. It can be used as one of the raw materials for the production of the ghost apostle. (Only available when the opponent dies)”

Ke Meng Now, this skill is one of the steps in making a ghost apostle.

So do you want to harvest the soul of the other person?

Ke Meng saw a group of tomb ghost shiver coldly. The sacrifices he sent were not bloody and evil items. Forget it, he barely let them go.

He didn’t bother to look down any more, and turned on the group random gain magic at will.

Om.

Invisible ripples spread out from the pool. Some of the tomb ghosts burst and died. Some of the tomb ghosts grew branches, and some became giant monsters.

There was also a holy light gradually raised on the spot, with a boom, golden light rain exploded in the air, light rain like an arrow, and most of the tomb was scattered.

Most of the tomb ghosts were recruited, and their HP instantly deducted four-fifths. Some Light Arrows caused critical damage and died instantly.

But there are also guys who are very lucky. They have risen several levels to become elite monsters, and have the title of “Elder”, high-spirited and vigorous.

Ke Meng saw such a scene and ended this sacrifice ceremony with great satisfaction.

Whatever others ask for, they promise to do what they do. There is no such good thing in the world. As a big boss, Ke Meng naturally does not need to worry too much, and directly uses random gain magic to reply to their prayers, ensuring absolute Randomness, there is no black-box operation, fairness, fairness, and fairness.

After a while, Ke Meng eyes opened and saw a rattan basket on the floor.

The whole body of the rattan basket is pitch black, like a mystery, giving people the feeling of mist in the clouds, as if it is not made of rattan, but a basket made of water.

There is dark brown honey in the basket. I don鈥檛 know what it is, and I feel very fascinated.

The big hairy dog 鈥嬧€媋lso woke up and topped Ke Meng on the bed.

The size of the big-haired dog has grown again, and now the height at the shoulder is at least about one meter, the size of a giant dog.

However, the appetite did not increase, and I was still fed a small dried fish.

The big hairy dog 鈥嬧€媘ade a sobbing sound, so aggrieved. The owner obviously had a bag of dried fish in his hand, and he only gave it a little.

After feeding the dog, feed the cat again. While feeding the cat, look into the eyes of the big-faced cat.

Fifteen seconds later.

Weird knowledge has increased!

Ke Meng expression was in a trance, and finally knew what the tomb Guishan Village gave him.

“Honey Juice”

“Everything that is coated with honey will become a mystery existence, the background of which makes people’s mind replenishing the mystery. In addition, it does not change anything The material does not increase the strength.”

The rattan basket currently exists as a honey juice, which gives Ke Meng a mysterious background that is visual. It is obviously made of wooden rattan, but it makes Ke Meng think of it. To a rattan made of a stream of water.

It really is a very strange thing.

I just don鈥檛 know whether the audience will have this kind of visual sense of honey background after the video is made.

In order to test the effect, Ke Meng decided to use Chen Momo as a video experimenter later and asked her if she felt like a fan.

Ke Meng put on his gloves, moved the rattan basket to his side, and set up a camera.

Then Ke Meng took a toothbrush, put the hair part of the brush into the dark brown honey juice, hovered and soaked for two seconds, and then stretched it out. The hair part of the toothbrush has been dyed dark brown.

After a few seconds, the black-brown color disappeared at the speed that naked eye was visible, and the color of the brush quickly changed back to white.

Ke Meng looked at White’s bristles, creating a sense of bewilderment.

It seems that the toothbrush he holds in his hand is a brand-new handicraft that combines modern craftsmanship and pure natural stone materials.

This kind of fascinating sense of vision constantly erodes his mind, and wants to distort his concept, making him think that the bristles of this toothbrush are made of stone, while the toothbrush’s senses remain unchanged.

But Ke Meng knows that it is fake and the material of the bristles is not made of stone.

After ten seconds, Ke Meng returned to normal. He no longer believed that the bristles of the toothbrush were made of stone, and he no longer thought that the rattan basket was made of water.

“You successfully resisted mental interference, resistance +0.1”

A sound reminder from the system shows that Ke Meng’s resistance value has increased to 2.1.

“Hey, it turns out that resistance can be increased.” For the first time, Ke Meng knew that resistance can be obtained through non-mission channels.

Because of the system’s announcement, Ke Meng cracked the “honey juice” operation mechanism.

“Honey juice” affects the observer’s brain through mental interference, allowing the brain to automatically fill in a fascinating item background.