I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 710: Menglin Lalaiye

"Send someone in to record a game video."

"It is normal to accept mental pollution, let Chen Dong go."

"If you want me to say, why don't you all go, what is the ability to watch outside and only let yourself take risks?"

"Before participating in this trip, everyone had signed a contract and knew that they would be contaminated. After this trip, we will cleanse our beliefs in the game. There is nothing to be afraid of."

Everyone said in a few words, without Chen Dong's persuasion, they had already made up their minds to listen to the mental pollution.

Until reality, no player has studied how to control the resistance force, so once you hear the pollution, you really do.

Everyone let go of their hearts and listened to that belief continuously.

Although I don't know how to control resistance, I have listened to the resistance force many times and have given the resistance force many hints, so that the resistance force is subject to this mental pollution, and Cthulhu's call is regarded as a legitimate voice.

Not long.

A group of players looked numb, and walked on the solid seabed mud towards the giant green seabed city.

The huge undersea city stands in the restricted area, and dozens of weird stone pillars are suspended above the city.

Everyone was unconscious, attracted by Cthulhu's call, and at some point they walked into the land of Lalaiye and came to the core city.

The black ghost noticed the player's approach, drifted over slowly, and stopped in front of an inner ghost.

The inner ghost player Chen Dong has also practiced the dark perspective ability and can see black ghosts approaching.

"Waiting for my lord to wake up."

The black ghost didn't talk much, and after speaking, he stayed in place, with no face and no substance.

"Yes!" Chen Dong was very excited, Lalaiye was real, and the great Cthulhu was about to recover.

Actually, it's not that simple.

If Kemeng doesn't sleep, the huge statue in the innermost city won't wake up.

Chen Dong waited for a long time, instead of waiting for God to wake up, instead he turned his attention to the weird octopus head sculpture in the city.

The sculpture is very huge, with a terrifying face, with unformed wings, and countless beards make people feel uncomfortable.

After reading the sculpture, his eyes were attracted by the series of treasures around the sculpture.

They emit dim golden light, some of them are not luminous, and their brilliance is inherent.

But for some reason, he hasn't touched it yet, he knew it must be a good thing.

What Chen Dong saw was actually a sacrifice made by the believers to the evil god.

If the black ghost knew that he was worried about those things, he might have slaughtered him on the spot.

"Ah!" The players around him also gradually recovered some of their sanity, calling out painful voices.

But they quickly get lost in the manic emotions.

Some people can remain rational for a while, sometimes sober, and sometimes show admiring expressions, and speak admiring words to the statue, which is very contradictory.

The black ghost was indifferent, floating on the ground, the tattered cloak seemed to be surging in the wind.

"I have to go offline, it's so uncomfortable here."

Someone regained their rationality, felt physical discomfort, and decided to go offline.

There have been several super negative states that have not been seen in the status bar.

What's terrible is that those super negative states don't have any text signs.

Click on these status icons with your consciousness, and the text that pops up is full of question marks.

Negative status: "???", "???", "???"......

So he doesn't know what the **** is the influence.

According to his understanding, it is an impact that cannot be described or understood.

The evil gods are also such things, and their image cannot be accurately written.

Ten seconds later.

The man disappeared, he has not entered a fighting state, and can be safely offline.

The rest of the people are also in pain, occasionally some people wake up with a strong will, but hesitate to go offline.

After all, the black ghosts did not attack them. This is a great thing. It is enough to observe whether Cthulhu is resurrected, and it must be a big loss to go offline now.

The captain woke up and glanced at the game's recording system. It was still recording. He breathed a sigh of relief, but there was no guarantee that it would be recorded.

He had photographed the scene of Cthulhu's sacrifice before, and he couldn't see the evil **** at all.

At this time, someone boldly asked the black ghost when he was sober: "Is this the era of the second week?"

The black ghost glanced at the player, "I don't know what you are talking about, shut up!"

After speaking, the player's mouth was sealed, and he couldn't say anything, his eyes were round and he was very aggrieved.

Chen Dong looked at the player who had been hit by the Sealing Curse with a pitying look. He didn't call out grievances for him, but he felt amused in his heart.

After a while.

The player whose mouth is sealed is in a bad state of mind, and once again falls into a manic state, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, "You are all dead, and the stars are about to return!"

But after the manic state was over, he didn't remember the incident, instead he was reminded to realize that he had just gone mad.

"It's terrible, the environment is too depressing, I will go offline first."

He couldn't stand the atmosphere of Laleille and took the initiative to leave the line safely.

Chen Dong remained silent and held on silently.

Other restricted areas also have such a scary environment, but Laleille has a different feeling.

It seems so real here, it makes people cold to the bones and soul.

Others feel uncomfortable, but Chen Dong feels very comfortable instead.

This is a reward from the gods, and being able to stay in this environment is a blessing to cultivate for a lifetime.

But he thought that after this expedition, he would have to wash away his faith, and he couldn't help but worry about whether he would have another chance to play the game.

"Maybe, I don't have another chance?"

When Chen Dong muttered to himself, suddenly, the feeling of the whole Laleyer changed, and there was an indescribable feeling.

The black ghost also moved, and flew over there, feeling very excited, as if welcoming the return of its god.

Heart-palpiting fluctuations emanated from the sculpture in the center of the city, and an indescribable fog of covering the body gushed out.

Any octopus head image has become a cloud of the past, as if it is just an illusion in the heart of human beings, an image of their perception of horror in their hearts.

When two red eyes came out through the gray fog, the players' souls trembled and their legs trembled~IndoMTL.com~the evil **** Cthulhu, woke up!

Chen Dong's legs trembled, feeling horrified and excited at the same time.

As a fanatic and undercover for many years, he has had enough of this kind of life.

Seeing the true god, there will be no regrets in this life!

The other players were sane at first, but as the statue awakened, their mouths uttered terrible voices, their sanity lost, and their expressions were mad and distorted.

……

Kemeng opened his eyes and looked at the bottom of the sea that hadn't been in these three days. Without much words, he instantly felt that there were dozens of creatures in the city.

"A player has come in." Kemon realized.

The piles of hills in front of me are a bit distracting, but Kemun still senses the number of players and the ancient and decadent black ghosts.