I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 658: Timing
Kemun didn't want to meet them, after all, it was the hatred he caused by accidentally killing a group of players.
If you chase someone to chop, things will become very troublesome. It is possible that a small hit will lead to a larger guild group.
However, if others insist on killing themselves with a face, Na Kemeng will definitely not let them get what they want, and will fight back.
"More than seven hundred levels, this level of injury can already hurt me, so be careful." Kemeng hesitated and felt that he wanted to hide.
If the only person chasing him is a level 759 necromancer, Kemun dared to fight against the opponent's 1V1 real man.
But when a group of more than 700 level players beat him, Kemon was a bit overwhelmed. With his resistance value, he couldn't ignore the firepower of three or four hundred high-level players to encircle Europe.
Because of the long distance, separated by three kilometers, and the middle is not absolutely flat, Kemeng consciously let the riding pet slow down.
If you run too fast, you will make a huge noise. It was just the beginning stage, and the speed was not so exaggerated. Fortunately, it didn't disturb the player team over there.
The riding pet's speed slowed down, and he galloped through the forest, leaving behind the scenery along the way quickly.
Kemeng’s spiritual perception is like the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator, sweeping circle after circle, the situation of several kilometers in a radius is controlled by Kemeng.
The spiritual awareness of these players is not particularly high, and they cannot detect that someone is watching him.
"There are five large teams, and they are all people who came to kill me." Kemun's ears moved slightly, he heard more sounds, and scenes of real-time scenes from different places flashed in front of him.
"I stabbed a hornet's nest?" Kemun, no matter how stupid he was, understood the seriousness of the situation.
This is not the hatred of a guild, but Kermon stabbed the orange star's hornet's nest and angered the orange star people's inverse scales.
Orange Star has a large population, and the mission of the Cthulhu sect is to lift the seal of the ancient gods, so there is no fierce conflict with the mainstream players of Orange Star, and things like this kind of killing players hundreds of times have never happened.
Kemeng opened his head for the first time. If he didn't use him to kill the chicken and respect the monkey, who else could he use the knife.
"It's a big game." Kemeng understands the dangers. It cannot be blocked by the player team. Once blocked, with the chat function in the friend system, they can directly report the coordinates and employ a large number of people. Containment.
At present, the Orange Stars have not sent out 800-level players, Kemeng still has room to deal with, he has the mask of the faceless, and he flies into the crowd to change his face, so he is not afraid of them for the time being.
Kemeng was cautious, controlling the pet under his crotch to change lanes many times, bypassing the team of players.
Players can’t see Kemun. There are scout players in the crowd, but their scout skills are mainly used to guard against beasts and monsters. They are not particularly good at dealing with players.
After all, the main opposition group of players is the wild monsters. Under the rule of the orange star, a game mode similar to industrialization has been formed. Infighting is difficult to occur, so the reconnaissance direction is all directed to the wild monsters. By coincidence, Kemeng escaped.
Two hours later.
Kemeng has left the player's round-up area, and no one can be found within a few kilometers of the player.
"Huh, it's safe." Kemon breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his head.
If Kemon's level wasn't high enough, they wouldn't be able to kill themselves below the same level.
"Leveling, crazy leveling, only advanced level can put on good equipment." Kemeng still has no equipment for multiplying resistance.
In low- and medium-level areas, the multiplication increase is mainly for attack power and magic weapons, and the main defense equipment is to increase the value. One plus is one or two thousand.
One or two thousand is a qualitative improvement for low-level players, but there are too few people like Kemun who are resistant to close to one hundred thousand, so they can only stuff their teeth.
Kemeng clicked on his panel, and the resistance value had reached 98,000, which was about to break through the 100,000 level.
"You have to run a little farther, you can't stay in this area." Kemon patted the pet and ran all the way.
Don't dare to open toxic smoke on the road, lest you be tracked down.
"Change the route and can't go to the originally set leveling point." Kemeng thought of his poisonous smoke. The poisonous smoke is blown by the wind. Players only need to calculate the wind direction and analyze the poisonous soil along the road. Can deduce where Kemeng will move next.
After half a day.
Hiding far enough, Kemun returned to a low-lying forest underground line.
After returning to reality, Kemeng returned to the sinkhole with the big-faced cat, devouring the mutant pork.
In order to improve the speed of eating pork, Kemeng uses storage props to collect the pork that has been transformed in the past few days at a time, and then puts the storage props inside the mouth of the big-faced cat. With a thought, send instructions to enter. , I want the storage props to release the pork inside.
However, Kemun found that his thoughts could not take effect on the mouth of the big-faced cat.
"Spirituality has also been swallowed?" Kemeng's heart shuddered.
Kemon sat in front of the enlarged version of the big-faced cat, lost in thought.
Spirituality is also a part of meat. After all, all things have spirits. Spirits are born from things and big-faced cats who like to eat meat will naturally swallow that part.
After understanding this layer~IndoMTL.com~ Kemeng looked at the chopsticks in his hand for ten seconds.
"It's not the spirituality of flesh, so you don't eat it, right." Kemeng pressed the head of the big-faced cat with his hand.
Chopsticks are dead, not meat. The big-faced cat is very clear about whether to eat or not.
But Kemeng still has a way to cure it.
Since people can’t release items in the air, just change to a longer item and stretch it out of your mouth to release the pork.
After waiting for a period of time, Kemeng replaced with new items from the Bureau of Investigation, and then successfully released hundreds of tons of pork inside the mouth of the big-faced cat.
Hundreds of tons of mutated pork will disappear into a bottomless pit without any signs of stagnation.
Kemen took the storage props back, and took away the big-faced cat, and told Shirley and Tangyuan: "You two continue to work, I will go back first, and I will collect the pork later."
Shirley and Tangyuan responded. The work is a bit boring, but the tangyuan doesn’t feel hard, because there is an internet here, and I’m using my mobile phone while I’m working, and my life is more enjoyable than living in a scarf on the road.
Back to his house, Kemeng took a memory measure and then went to sleep with hypnosis.
In my dream, Lalaiye.
Kemeng uses Cthulhu's power to spy on players' daily routines.
Senior Cthulhu believers spend half of their time spawning monsters and leveling, and the other half of their time is spent researching ancient ruins literature.
There are many such ruins on the whole land. Cthulhu believers have unearthed at least 500 ancient ruins, but the history distorted by the first week BOSS is too much, and many historical records are contrary to other historical documents. No number.
The progress of the investigation has been stuck, and this hurdle cannot be passed. Kemon has begun to think about how to use the game information on hand to promote the rapid development of the first week of the plot.
"No, the time hasn't arrived yet, you have to wait for them to reach their level." Kemeng thought.