I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 628: The Covered-up Historical Truth

Kemon stared at the fiery red cross for a few seconds, then murmured softly, "Come on, devil, let me see your strength."

As he spoke, Kemon put the cross on his neck.

The moment he put on the cross necklace, Kemon's body and soul trembled, as if he had been nailed to a cross.

The spiritual perception is infinitely divergent, and the synesthesia is in an unknown small world of demons. The surrounding magma is surging, and only the rocks in the central block are not melted by the magma.

The body of the cross slowly turned upside down, and after a minute, the cross completed its inverted posture.

Kemmon saw that his head was on the ground, his legs were on the sky, and his hands were straight, forming an inverted cross.

If Kemon's body or soul dies, he will be reborn in the demon space where the cross is.

A demon covered in red flames climbed out of the fiery red magma, and the red hot magma slid down along the steel-like muscle lines.

The demons stared at him, waiting for Kermon's death.

"Who is it?" The demon suddenly looked in a certain direction, aware of someone's peeping.

After a while, a smile appeared on the face of the flame demon.

"Interesting, human beings can actually sense my existence across borders."

"Your soul suits my taste very much. I look forward to the day when you become a working soul." The devil laughed loudly, jumped into the magma and disappeared.

Kemen looked away.

Kemeng crucified on the cross is not his real body, but a part of Kemeng's soul and physical body. If he dies, he will be fully resurrected under the rules of the cross and branded as a devil, and will become the devil's working soul ever since.

But the devil didn't know that Kemon's resistance power was enough to resist the devil's brand, so he was too complacent.

Kemeng looked at the other four resurrection-oriented items, all of which were sacrificed by believers. Presumably, the evil god Cthulhu also knew that he had life-saving items.

The functions of the other four resurrection items are not introduced much. They were all things that were not strong enough to wear before, but now they have high resistance and can be worn without injury.

After Kemeng put on these life-saving and resurrecting things, he swept the ground with his own spirituality.

He found an item related to sealed memories.

The memory potion bottle can store memories. Every time a part of the memory is stored, the body will forget that part of the memory, and only when the memory is retrieved can it be recalled again.

This bottle is crystal clear, thirteen centimeters high, and the whole body is filled with dusk-like gradient colors. Touching the bottle, one can't help but want to throw all the memories into the bottle.

Kemon squinted his eyes, ignoring the bewitchment naturally emanating from the bottle.

Only a fool would throw all the memories into a bottle, without all the memories, the body is just an empty shell.

Every time this bottle swallows a part of the memory, it will not be returned to others easily. If you want to take out the memory from the bottle, you have to fight with the bottle at the soul level. Only by winning the bottle can you retrieve the memory.

Previously, Kemon was unable to defeat this memory crystal bottle from the 600-level area, but now he used spiritual induction and was able to block its soul attack with resistance power.

Kemeng first ordered Tangyuan: "When I wake up, remember to ask me to retrieve my memory."

"Wow!" Tang Yuan barked, expressing her understanding.

After being confirmed by Tangyuan, Kemen held the crystal bottle and touched the crystal bottle spiritually.

"Do you want to trade memory?" The voice of the crystal bottle penetrated Kemon's mind.

"The transaction is about me seeing through the negative influence of Cthulhu and the memory related to the truth of the system's capabilities."

"After the transaction, you can't get it back." The crystal bottle snorted. "If you want to get it back, you have to think about the price. I told you in advance."

"I understand." Kemen said in a deep voice.

The price is that if you can't beat the crystal bottle, all your memories will be swallowed.

After the words fell, Kemen felt something pulled away from his body.

Memories such as the truth about Kesu Qian and the truth about the system were all taken away by the crystal bottle.

After a few seconds.

Kemen closed his bloodshot eyes. He was already very sleepy. After part of the memory was pulled out according to the rules of the contract, his spirit was not good. In addition, his tense rational strings finally relaxed. Kemen fell asleep instantly and entered the alien world. Dreamland.

...

Gulu Gulu.

The body seemed to be submerged in seawater, and the sound of seawater bubbles rolling could be heard beside my ears.

Kemon opened his eyes, and saw huge reliefs in the sea, a green giant city, and indescribable statues, and he could only vaguely recognize the image of an octopus head.

In the next second, Kemeng's perspective changed, and he became the boss of the second week, Cthulhu, watching the city of Lalaiye that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Kermon forgot something important.

The powerful spiritual perception made him notice the time gap in his memory, and he frowned secretly.

"What did I forget?" Kermon asked himself.

Kemen wanted to recall those memories, but found that he couldn't recall them.

It was as if someone had torn out a page of the memory notebook, or even a few pages of memory!

Kemon didn't pay attention to these details originally, but his own spirituality is too high, it can be called one percent of the evil god Cthulhu, so it's hard not to notice it.

"What happened to me in reality?" Kemeng put a question mark in his heart.

At this moment, Kemon wanted to find someone to talk to.

It's a pity that there are no living things in the quiet La'lye, and all the full-level creatures have gone out to do archaeology, looking for possible unsealed items.

Kemen thought for a while, but couldn't remember what kind of memory he had lost, so he simply put it aside and thought about it later.

In the distance, a ghost in the form of a black tattered cloak flew into R'lyeh, tremblingly reporting to Kemon the archaeological progress of the past few months.

In the past two and a half years, the warriors of the first echelon of human adventurers have reached more than 700 levels, and the highest level has broken into the 800th level.

The more players level up, the more they realize the huge experience gap required between the first level after the advanced level.

Some players stay up late every day to play, and their bodies are ruined.

But these are not the contents of the black ghost's report, but Kemon's inner thoughts.

The black ghost said that as the level of human believers increased, they also came into contact with some more advanced ancient ruins and discovered a large number of texts.

Those texts all involved a clone of an evil god, and only a few ancient documents mentioned the battle between the evil god Cthulhu and that ancient god.

So far, Kermon still does not know the name of the ancient god who fought against Cthulhu that day.

This is also the direction that the black ghost is looking for.

"Great old ruler, we found that the historical past that we wanted to find buried involved the existence of that adult. He is the spoiler of history and the spokesperson of chaos. It is he who disturbed the hidden history. Only by killing him Only then can His influence be eliminated, and history can be brought back on track." The black ghost trembled, not daring to say the name of that lord.

But Kemon knew who the adult the black ghost was referring to.

The game world, the boss of the first week!

"Only by the death of the BOSS in the first week, can the hidden history be brought back on track..." Kemeng thought.