I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 512: The Illusory Red Moon

Standing on the edge for a while, I didn't wait for any other movement, so I had to go back.

When Kemon went back, he looked up at the sky, and there was a scarlet moon hanging in the sky, and the sky was foggy, which was very strange.

What the hell was going on with the moon up there, Kermon wondered.

But he was too far away from that moon, even a big-faced cat couldn't predict the news.

At this moment, Kemeng is still in the posture of an angel, flying high in the sky, his whole body exudes a light that is difficult to look directly at.

Countless blood creatures did not dare to look at the sky, nor did they go out, for fear that Kemeng would block the door and kill them.

This is the hidden space of the blood race. It has been in operation for decades. Every time an outsider comes over, it is the mother's unconscious intention to win over.

The blood clan as a whole has matured, so they naturally don't need too many newcomers. Many newcomers are fresh blood food, which has a special flavor that is not found in breeding places. Therefore, several times a month, sometimes a dozen times of blood food activities have become a favorite of the blood clan. Monthly celebration.

But now, they never imagined that such a powerful enemy would enter this hidden space, even the world-beating blood patriarch was cornered, so what qualifications did they have to fight Kemon.

Kemen ignored them, set fire to them, or slowly processed them with other items, it was not too late, people couldn't escape, the intersection was blocked, and Kemen had already grasped their lifeline.

Kemen is flying higher and higher, and those with angel wings don't need to think about other things, just fly up.

On the ground, the pink glutinous rice balls looked up at the sky, and saw the owner rising into the sky like a round of golden sun, which completely overwhelmed the brightness of the scarlet moon and became the brightest point in the world.

Wow! Tangyuan was proud of it.

Shirley covered her brows with her hands, and realized in a second that such an approach was useless. It was not the real sun, but the holy light.

I don't know how long it took to fly, maybe ten minutes, half an hour?

Kemen found that the full moon in the sky was becoming more and more illusory, not real at all, like a flower in a mirror or a moon in water.

How is this possible, this moon is illusory?

Kermon realized something was wrong, and then flew up.

I plunged into the gray mist, and the mist covered it, but the holy light was violent, and it opened up a bright space.

After flying for a long time, the fog around me became less and less until it was gone.

Bottomless black occupies the entire field of vision, and the death-like silence makes Kemeng's spirituality warn, not to fly into that blackness.

It is void!

Relying on his powerful spiritual perception, Kemen stayed on the edge of the gray fog and did not fly out.

The holy light on his body continued, piercing into the pitch-black nothingness.

The void devoured all the holy light without any feedback, like a bottomless abyss.

That scarlet moon has become extremely transparent, unreal, as if it does not exist in this space, it is just a projection in the void.

This filled Kemon's heart with doubts, what kind of moon could be projected in the void.

Kemon stayed on the edge of the gray fog for a long, long time, just to silently perceive the information from the Scarlet Moon with his spirituality as much as possible, maybe he could sense some incredible things.

As his gaze deepened, Kemon didn't feel that he had gained anything.

Turning his head to control his body sinking, Kemeng turned his head to look at the moon a few seconds later, the moon was between illusion and reality.

The farther the Kemon is from it, the higher the authenticity.

Kermon stopped falling, and flew up again, and the illusory feeling rose again.

In other words, the closer you get to the moon, the less you can get the real one?

Kemen didn't understand, but he understood one reason, anyway, he just didn't care about the moon.

After falling for a long time, when Kemen returned to the ground, Tang Yuan barked and was very happy.

Kemeng had seen the completely bald dumpling before, but he didn't look at it carefully before. Now he walked around the dumpling twice and looked at it carefully.

It's getting bald. Kemeng patted Tangyuan's back. At this time, Tangyuan had become smaller, and his palm could easily touch the dog's back.

The dog's back is fleshy, not slippery, a little sticky, and even a little prickly.

Woof! Tangyuan was wronged and needed strong comfort.

Have you swallowed all those dog hairs? Kemen asked.

Of course, Tang Yuan didn't finish collecting its dog fur, and when Kemeng called out, he rushed into the city immediately to snatch back its dog fur.

Those blood clansmen were not the enemies of Tang Yuan at all. They were photographed into the ground and sunk several meters deep in a face-to-face encounter.

Kemen stayed at the entrance of the Moonlight Bar as the doorkeeper, Shirley had already been put into the storage scarf by Kemon, and White Sugar was released by Kemon for a walk.

The white sugar feathers are still there, and the whole body is snow-white, as if it has not been polluted. She blinks her big stupid eyes, but dare not speak, because Bai Sugar finds that the environment here is too dark, and it looks like it is good for killing sculptures and burying corpses. Place.

Looking at the nose and looking at the heart, Bai Shatang has never forgotten that Kemeng's true identity is the evil god. He stood motionless on the left side of the entrance of the Moonlight Bar.

People who don't know it think it is a natural sculpture.

The glutinous rice balls will come back later, you can take a video of it. Kemeng said while throwing a mobile phone to Bai Shatang.

How could Bai Granang dare to be disobedient, hurriedly took the cell phone thrown over by Kemeng, and said acrid to indicate that there was no problem.

What Kemon is thinking about is video, and the daily video is just a piece of water. Through the audience's viewing, Kemon can increase a small amount of resistance in a disguised form.

It's not much, but it adds up.

Kemeng glanced at his resistance. He had already broken through the 2,000 mark, reaching 2,400 points of resistance.

It was this high resistance point that allowed Kemon to confidently take the furious blow of the blood clan chief.

At present, there are very few enemies that can break Kemon's defense, except for offensive zero-level special items.

Kemeng waited for a long time, and the pink glutinous rice balls came back with high strides.

But the moment he came back, Bai Satang had already turned on the camera mode.

There is no need for additional recording. After the video is recorded, Kemen will record a voice-over, or not record at all, and just send it out, and the audience will watch it.

The glutinous rice balls came back in the form of big dogs, with several blood clansmen on their backs, and a blood clansman who yelled and begged for mercy was also in his mouth.

This is the task ordered by Kemeng. When recycling the dog hair, he will catch a few local blood clansmen and come back to examine the things.

When Tangyuan returned to Kemeng, she found that Baishatang was recording a video.

It was furious, and opened its mouth wide to bite the white sugar. The white sugar flew up and down, spilling a large amount of sand.

Kemen was interrogating several blood clansmen: Do you know what happened to the moon above your head?

The blood clansmen were all handsome men and beautiful women, and ordinary people would feel love and pity when they saw them, but Kemeng's cold face made them feel a little thumping in their hearts.

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