I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 707 Life and death in an instant

There was no sunshine, so it was fine at first.

After a few days, everything began to wither, and the atmosphere of life breath continued to decline.

Usually the sun shines, but everyone has not realized the benefits of the sun shining in the sky.

After two weeks passed, everyone found that the environment was different from before.

The land lost its luster, the grass was no longer green, the river no longer shone white, and even the wild monsters had weird changes.

They became stronger and more ferocious, as if a certain beast god blessed them with a positive BUFF.

Enhanced beasts, some less damaging meme-infected viruses, couldn't kill them.

This caused the players who hadn't reached the full level to be mourned, and the leveling speed dropped sharply.

However, the development wisdom of the players is infinite, this does not make them succumb, the research institute immediately re-sent the research department to study new memetic infection skills.

Kermon is still waiting, and Nora and Nina's ultimate moves haven't appeared yet, so they must be planning something secretly.

...

Two weeks flew by.

Kemon had slept three times, and every time he slept, Kemon was doing his best to lift the seal.

For example, hinting at his disciples: the ultimate boss has already started.

The believers were a little scared after knowing these things, but they still kept the habit of going online to play games every day.

Only in the game world can you do things for Cthulhu.

If they are afraid of the first week BOSS and do not go online, they will feel restless and unable to do anything.

Kemon knew that the believers were working hard, but he himself was also making his own choices.

It is good to lift the seal, he can freely control the body of Cthulhu in his dream.

But he thought about it, now that he is equipped with player equipment and has more than 200 million resistance points, he is the BOSS himself, so there is no need to lift the seal of the ancient god.

As for the god-level power, Kemon has not yet mastered it, but he has confidence in himself and believes that he can hone his skills to the god-level.

For these two reasons, Kermon is now the faction that opposes lifting the seal.

Kemen didn't help Naia's clone, because Naia's clone is not a good thing, and he might have dragged himself into the fire pit by helping.

Kemon never thought that he would be invincible if he had 200 million points of resistance. He was as strong as Cthulhu who was also sealed in the sea by the ancient gods to sleep. There are stronger existences in this world.

Naia's avatar may summon the real body to descend, or it may pull the ancient god over to fight. Don't jump out at such a time, because something really happened, and he has no way to run.

At this time, the value of the Necronomicon was revealed. Even Naia's avatar could not find him, and his safety was greatly increased.

Kemeng remained silent, absorbing the mysterious power of the corpse silently, digesting it into his own basic resistance.

Players are killing a large number of wild monsters every day, and many wild monster epics are ignored. These corpses become the nourishment for the powerful Kemon.

Kemon is growing rapidly at a terrifying speed.

...

The first month the sun went down.

The air temperature has dropped to minus one hundred degrees, and the temperature will continue to drop.

The cold temperature has killed many living beings.

Only wild monsters with high resistance can still live normally, and players can no longer send newcomers into the arena.

In Novice Village, the new members of the Cthulhu sect's AI legion were instantly killed by the cold temperature when they went online, and they were unable to move.

Even if he was killed many times and was randomly reborn, the place where he appeared was extremely cold, and he was still frozen to death.

Only the Resurrection Altar in the underground area can avoid this difficulty, but the wild monsters in that area are too advanced and difficult to spawn.

The only feasible way is for high-level players to form a team to bring low-level players to fight monsters, but they have to wait for players to come over and start a team.

"The chance of respawning to the underground resurrection point is too small. Newcomers are no longer allowed to play this game."

Liu Siting frowned, standing outside the open space, feeling the cold wind blowing her robe.

Is it because I was too cautious and didn't dare to open up and let the AI ​​​​legion into the game.

At present, the AI ​​army of the Cthulhu camp has 200 million people, more than real people.

However, the level of these AI legions is still slowly improving. They are inherently flawed, and it is difficult for them to comprehend the excellent skills created by humans.

The level of the players is farther than that of the AI ​​​​legion. The Cthulhu Cultists have basically reached level 950 or above with their memetic infection skills. Most of them are at full level, ranking first with the Orange Stars. , The progress of the second echelon is similar.

At this time, Liu Siting noticed a depressing atmosphere coming from afar.

I couldn't see the man's face clearly, the sky was originally dark, but now it was darker, and the environment was covered with a dark tone.

That person was wrapped in a layer of black mist, and his image was blurred.

I saw him coming from a distance at a very high speed, with a few miles in one step, he touched the corpse casually as he passed by, and a layer of black gas followed him.

"Who is that?"

At that moment, it seemed that the eyes in the black mist cast over, saw her, and looked at her.

Liu Siting's brain exploded, and countless whispers roared in her ears, as if she was calling someone's name.

She forced herself not to listen, but she didn't know if her subconscious remembered the call.

As the soul trembled and fear descended, memories of the past flooded out, transitioning rapidly like a revolving lantern.

"Am... am I going to die?"

She seems to have met a god, her life is only on the line, and it all depends on the other party's decision.

That feeling is like facing the evil god Cthulhu.

No, this breath is much weaker than Cthulhu, but it is enough to make her lose the will to fight in an instant.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, hundreds of seconds passed.

The dark tones in the environment quietly recede.

When she turned her head, she could no longer see the terrifying figure, who had already left.

...

Kemon came and went in a hurry, looking at the passing scenery, his heart flashed.

In fact, he has a good way to directly destroy the followers of Cthulhu.

In this way, no one will always think about lifting the seal.

Just now Kemen passed by the resistance force harvesting the corpses of wild monsters, and found Liu Siting, the representative of Cthulhu's order, standing there.

For a second, Kemeng wanted to activate the front-line skill of life and death, pull her lifeline, and clear her life to zero.

But Kemen suddenly thought that the other party was a player, even if her lifeline was pulled to empty her blood bar, she would be resurrected at the resurrection point.

After dying many times, she can be randomly reborn elsewhere. It is definitely not that easy to hunt and kill her, but it will be very troublesome.

Kemon is not an all-knowing and omnipotent god. It is really unreliable to chase and kill people all over the world, and he will even reveal his ID name to the other party.

For example, Amon killed Liu Siting.

As long as she dies once, you will know who killed her.

Kemen let go of his killing intent. It is unrealistic to suppress the Cthulhu sect. Besides, every time he dreams, he will return to the body of the evil god. Now it is not safe to tear his face completely.

Be steady!

It is best to stack more than one billion resistances in the game.

By the way, the soul resistance in reality is also stacked to hundreds of millions, or even hundreds of millions of values!

He initially estimated that the basic resistance piled up to more than 100 million, and in reality he would be able to get rid of the side effects of the evil god's will.

At that time, it is the time of qualitative change.

The more I write, I feel that the strength of the protagonist is becoming more and more perverted, and it seems that the writing is not long.

Of course, I don't know how many chapters will be finished, let's just let God's will.