I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 443: The source of stress

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The aura from the other sacrifices was not very strong, Kemon used the big-faced cat to inquire one by one.

We have excluded some chicken ribs that are not very useful. One of them fits Kemeng’s wishes.

"Mask of the Faceless"

"You can freely change your appearance, slightly change your body, but you can't change it into something that is too far apart from the body image, for example, humanoid creatures can't become a giant dragon."

"Side effect, it has the effect of losing yourself. The longer you wear it, the easier it is to forget your original identity, name, age, etc."

This is the legendary disguise mask. The protagonist must have a magic weapon. Every time he provokes a big enemy, he will change his face after killing a wave. Others will not recognize it, and the thief is comfortable.

Kemeng doesn't have much need to change his face here. After all, he has Jinlizhou as his backer. No matter how bad the situation is, he can still live in Jinlizhou.

"It's good to use it as an invasion," Kemon murmured, accepting the item.

As for its side effects, just use less.

Kemon first put it on your face, try to feel it, and savor the power of side effects.

After putting it on his face, he immediately felt a strange feeling in his heart. He was able to control the facial expression and turn it into the face he wanted.

Kemeng's heart moved and turned into a teammate Luo Yuan's face, and his body's muscles seemed to have slightly changed.

I looked in the mirror and found that his figure and face were exactly the same as Luo Yuan, like a mold.

It looked strange and scary, and a feeling that I could replace it came up in my heart.

Kemeng tried to mobilize the resistance force, but the resistance force didn't move much. Kemeng tasted the product, as if the resistance force couldn't find the target they should resist.

If you lose your goal, you naturally don't know who to resist, and your inner strength can only lie dormant.

Kemen took off his mask, and suddenly felt a lot easier to breathe.

Looking at the mirror at this time, I felt an unspeakable sense of refreshment, and said in my heart: "This is me."

With this feeling, Kemon became more concerned about the mask of the faceless man.

This is a very powerful item, side effects must be treated with caution.

Kemeng recalled that this item was a sacrifice offered by players' believers. It came from a two-hundred-level rare instance cave. A single swipe to open the treasure chest opened up this golden legendary item.

The players thought that the golden legendary items sacrificed to the evil **** would not be scolded. It happened that there was empty stone powder in their hands, and they directly sacrificed, and it was successful, which made them happy for a while.

The level doesn’t matter, the emphasis is on rarity. Kemon can feel from the mask itself that its destructive power is not strong, but the body has a wonderful magical power, and it is impossible to tell what the ghost is.

Now thinking about the side effects of the mask, he understands, this is the power of forgetting.

Kemeng hides this mask. When attacking Shadow Stream, he can change his face so that the opponent will not remember him. Although he is already well-known on the Internet, changing his face to attack won't get in the way.

Kemeng saw the main venue of the sacrifice ceremony in his dream, and had made up his mind to find the dojo, destroy the core sacrifice ceremony, and not let the sacrifice ceremony proceed successfully.

In Kemun’s storage scarf, there was a deacon who was caught in an Internet cafe. It is estimated that he could interrogate a wave of intelligence. Kemundang would take people to the Bureau of Investigation and sit outside the interrogation room by himself.

The deacon of the Internet cafe himself had no entity, and was picked up by Kemeng alone. After it came out, it immediately compressed the shadow mass and launched a violent blow at Kemeng, but in the face of the more than 1,000 resistant Kemeng, it did not shake Kemeng at all. Mongolian.

In desperation, I was educated by Di Ping's free dance.

But Di Ping’s dance of freedom does not seem to be useful. The unreasonable sense of hatred built up by the Dragon King’s mask is still there. He doesn’t obey Di Ping’s free education at all, and tries to kill Di Ping in any way.

Di Ping shrugged. He couldn't teach his opponent, so he could only let other investigators take action.

The deacon was also very helpless. After several tossings, he finally defeated the special items and opened his heart.

"I’ve been poor since I was a child. After I first came into contact with the Internet, I’ve been keen to surf the Internet. I have a desire to play games. After changing my body, I found that Internet addicted teenagers have a particularly good sense of operation when playing games. Changed to addiction..." The internet addiction juvenile deacon talked about the beginning of his sinful career.

Kemeng listened for a while, and couldn't help but interject and ask: "I like to operate, so why don't you find a professional player?"

"They are well-known, and their daily practice time is very busy. It is not convenient to take time to do the tasks assigned by the shadow stream organization." The internet addiction juvenile deacon told the truth. It is not that he does not want to be a professional player, but Professional players are too famous and inconvenient to do things.

Kemeng thoughtfully, it seems that famous celebrities are not suitable for the Er Wu Zi of the shadow stream organization.

Of course, politicians are the exception. The shadow stream organization has this ability to stand in, and it will definitely control the local Z governance.

The Jinlizhou side has been very tightly guarded, leaving no soil for the shadow current organization to dominate.

It can be seen that there is no reason for the chaos outside. The Shadow Stream organization may use Er Wuzi to secretly manipulate the world.

Kemeng thought of sacrificial rituals involving the world. Time was short, so he asked directly: "What secrets do you know about the shading ceremonies arranged by the Shadow Stream organization on all continents?"

The internet addiction juvenile deacon is a little unclear, so it has been kicked out of the House of Shadow Stream. Some missions are completely forgotten. He only remembers some less important mission content, "I don't know what you said. "

This is the truth, he really doesn't know, because that memory has been forgotten after he was kicked out of the group.

Kemeng was not reconciled, so he asked some other questions, all sorts of side effects.

Actually, Kemon also produced a black-and-white sketch of the scene. The scene inside was a quagmire of bones with a spear inserted in the center of the bones.

Kemeng painted so well. The body of the spear is made up of clouds of smoke. There are dozens of shredded tobacco spilling, giving it a dynamic and flowing feeling.

The internet addicted teenager sighed. He painted really well, but he shook his head and really didn't remember.

Amnesia~IndoMTL.com~ is the best way to fight against the spiritual realm.

Looking at the performance of the bandage man, he lost his memory after suffering a serious injury, and that memory is completely unremembered.

But Kemeng felt that there was still a chance. Since the House of Shadow Stream could invite people into the group to restore the memory at any time, it proved that the memory was not completely erased.

"Your spirituality is not high enough. Why don't you let you get in touch with some of the hidden objects of the Shadow Stream, maybe you will want to start." Kemeng thought of a wonderful idea temporarily, and the big guy behind the shadow stream. related.

"What way?" Shadow didn't understand.

"The first way, I have an old radio on my side. There are secret voices in it, which are related to the existence of your shadow stream behind the scenes."

"If you heard that voice, you should be able to think of something."

Kemeng’s method is simple and rude. It is to identify the source of stress that stimulates you.

The shadow of the internet addiction teenager listened, and after a few seconds of silence, his voice no longer calmed down: "You can't do this."