Kemeng was in a trance for a moment, as if a new screen had been opened in his mind. He could watch the sacrificial scene in the kobold mountain village and a blank gray space at the same time.
Blank gray space, nothing, empty.
This is a player's dream. The player has long since gone offline. What remains here is a mass of data, with nothing in it. Kemen thought so, and suddenly felt quite reasonable.
His consciousness drifted in this gray space for a few minutes, but what he saw didn't change, and he felt terribly bored.
Speaking of which, I still have two dream skills, one is to distort dreams, and the other is to spread dreams.
Kermon looked at the "Twisted Dreamland", which was in a usable state.
"Dream Distortion: You can distort the other party's dream world, and the method of distortion is consciousness distortion."
Kemen tried to activate the ability to distort dreams. In the next moment, the gray space was undercurrents, and the fog rolled up. The body consciousness of the original character was undergoing a huge change.
Kemen felt that his control over this dream had improved.
Originally, it was only for browsing, but now you can try to distort the things here.
"There are too few things, how about some water and air?" Kemen thought to himself.
In the next second, water vapor was born from the gray mist, flew out, floated in mid-air, and continued to gather.
After a while, a man-made blue ocean formed here, which was vast and endless, as if it had no end.
"Let's have another sun." Kemon thought to himself.
With a thought, a bright ball of light slowly rises in the sky, the sun shines fiercely on this place, and after a while, the sea surface heats up.
"More seafood."
Kemen was thinking of seafood, but he couldn't help but think of the crazy seafood in R'lyeh City.
When Kemen wanted to rectify again, he was told by the system that the other party's mental strength was not enough to support a more intensive transformation.
"Can only distort so few things?"
Mr. Ke stood above the ocean, looking around, there was nothing but water, air, the sun and strange seafood.
Ke is always disappointed, he didn't expect this skill to be so boring.
Afterwards, Mr. Ke activated the third dream skill-spreading dreams.
There was no reaction at first, but after a few seconds, the sound of a chorus of ballads reverberated in the dream world, moving far and near, up and down, the voice was very hoarse.
The skill of spreading dreams does not need to be transmitted by Kermon himself, but by patients who distort dreams.
People whose dreams have been distorted will often have nightmares. If he tells the contents of the nightmares to the other party, the other party will also start to have nightmares.
Then, the victim told the contents of the nightmare to the next ordinary person, and the next ordinary person also began to have nightmares, spreading layer by layer.
Kemen experienced the use of this communication skill and was surprised by its mode of transmission.
This mode of transmission is like an epidemic, spreading one after another.
If you want to resist the spread of dreams, you must have high enough mental resistance.
Either struggle in the dream, try to maintain self and rationality, otherwise it is easy to lose control.
"It's a really awesome skill, but they are players, so what's the use of my skill? If the player is offline, it shouldn't be affected by the game." Kemen muttered in his heart.
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When Kemon transformed the player's dream, the priests in the kobold mountain village did not stop.
The kobold priest waited for a while, and then began to tell his needs.
"Great Cthulhu, we don't want the female adventurers to become extinct, we only beg you, let us gain the power of revenge!"
After a discussion the day before yesterday, Kobold Mountain Village felt that their requirements were too high and the sacrifices were not up to the requirements, so this time they lowered the conditions, hoping to get help from Mr. Ke.
After all, the priest squirmed his body, knocking his head to the ground, not daring to lift his head, and holding a small basin with both hands, which contained new offerings.
It was an old leather glove studded with studs, which fell down the basin and into the sink.
Kermon's consciousness stared at the glove, not knowing what it was.
The kobold priest was lying on the ground, motionless.
Kemon blinked his eyes, but his consciousness hadn't returned to reality, which meant that he hadn't woken up yet.
Since you haven't woken up yet, try to see if you can respond to the believer's request.
After all, the things sent by others are not dangerous things. At least I can help them and let the believers have a sense of expectation, so that they will be motivated to hold the next sacrificial ceremony.
"I agree to your request," Kemon said.
However, President Ke's mouth was sealed by the ancient god, unable to open his mouth to speak.
Fortunately, accepting the sacrifice is an act of consciousness, and Kemeng's words passed on as soon as his mind moved.
However, in the process of spreading Mr. Ke's whispers, the power of the evil god that comes with him is also passed on.
All the staff in Kobold Mountain Village heard the buzzing sound, as if the sky was falling.
Their personality is too low, their abilities are limited, and they can't hear the whole content of the evil god's words at all. They only feel that there are ten thousand bees buzzing in their ears, and their heads are about to burst.
The body also trembled all over, as if invisible tentacles drilled all over the body, making the whole body uncomfortable.
Through space and time, Kemen saw the black-robed man in pain, and Mr. Ke himself didn't know what happened.
As if they were scared out of their wits
Forget it, let's do business.
Kemen searched his skill bar. As an evil god, he has countless skills, and the skills that allow believers to gain power are naturally too numerous to count.
A skill called "Random Gain Magic" attracted Mr. Ke's attention.
Click to open it, the skill description is as follows:
"Random buff magic: use this skill on multiple targets, the target will randomly get buff magic, it may be a negative buff, or it may be a positive buff, full of randomness."
Seems pretty good.
Ke always thought about it, so he used this skill on the believers.
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Kobold mountain village, outside the well.
Countless black-robed kobolds trembled, their entire faces twisted behind the masks, enduring invisible torture.
It was also at this time that the buzzing sound full of chaotic emotions disappeared, and the brain no longer trembled.
The kobold priest heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not die.
But sacrificing to the evil god is too dangerous.
Don't do that next time, it's dangerous and not worth the candle.
When the kobold priest had the thought of retreating in his mind, the ripples of light took the well as the axis and spread outward, scanning the entire mountain village.
The kobold priest was shocked, his body swelled up, and his muscles were full of strength.
"What kind of power is this?" The priest was shocked.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Ke really responded, and he gained a brand new power.
But he can feel that this power is not permanent, and it will disappear after a while.
Behind him, there were also the surprised sounds of the villagers, and the painful wailing from some people.
The priest was terrified and dared not speak.
Gifts from evil gods are never safe. Some people can accept them, while others die because of it.
And he is just the lucky one among dozens of villagers.