"When the stars return to their positions, that is when you will be resurrected."
"Then what use is a believer to you?"
Kemen looked up to the sky and muttered to himself.
In the ear, the sound of gurgling water echoed constantly, with some kind of strange rhythm.
Kermon listened carefully to Cthulhu's call.
The current Kemon, who is no longer influenced by the other party, can listen boldly.
One minute, five minutes, ten minutes passed.
Kemen gradually understood.
Call of Cthulhu.
It is calling the stars in the sky to return to their places.
His voice was always directed towards the stars in the sky.
It doesn't matter if the believers hear it, if they have the ability to push the stars back to their positions, the unblocking speed can naturally be faster.
Therefore, the evil god doesn't mind whether there are believers to help from the beginning.
Even if there are no believers, the stars will still slowly return to their positions amidst His calling.
This is the power of the evil god, even if it is sealed, the consciousness is asleep and unable to wake up.
Only relying on this little voice of calling, calling slowly with the patience of dripping water and wearing stones, sooner or later, the stars will return to their positions.
"So this is your plan." Kemon murmured.
Finding the ancient gods and cracking the first round are actually not very important.
The day of unblocking will come sooner or later.
However, without the influence of Naia in the second week, Kemon can see the facts more clearly, which is a great benefit.
In the past, when observing things, there was always a veil on the surface, but now there is no such barrier.
In addition, the second week changed the appearance of the world, and also made the stars more conspicuous, and the influence of Cthulhu's breathing sound has also expanded a lot.
Generally speaking, the Erzhoumu era is beneficial to Cthulhu's recovery.
"However, I want to deal with you here." Kemon is now the body of a god, not an ordinary player.
Kemon reached out and pinched the lifeline that others couldn't hold.
With a slight pull, Kemon felt infinite resistance.
This layer of resistance is not only the tenacity of Cthulhu's life, but also the entanglement of the ancient god's seal.
Countless sealing powers are in the form of threads, forming a close entanglement with Cthulhu's lifeline, and Kemeng pulls one and activates the whole body.
The power rules that block the space and block freedom rushed over, trying to seal Kemon here as well.
Kemon sensed the danger and quickly let go.
The danger disappeared immediately, and the seal of the ancient god fell silent again.
"It's not easy to do, once Cthulhu is touched, the seal of the ancient gods is even wanted to be sealed by me."
Kemon felt tricky.
But it is impossible to not move Cthulhu.
Cthulhu must die, either by being eliminated by Kemon, or by becoming a nutrient for Kemon.
Now Kemen doesn't need to be him, he just wants him to die.
The system bestowed by Blue Star is too deeply related to Him, Kemeng tried to communicate with Blue Star's will, and wanted to get rid of the system.
It's a pity that Blue Star's will says it's powerless.
Kemen also feels now that the system can no longer go.
After he entered the game, this system had an unknown entanglement with the BOSS panel system in the game world at first, and later had entanglements with the player panel system after Kermon logged in to the game.
The entanglement of the three masters completely mutated Kemeng's system, turning it into an extraordinary existence.
When others enter the game, they cannot take away the resistance that has grown up.
Kemon can bring resistance power back to reality from the game. This is an unknown bug caused by the entanglement of the three-party system.
If it weren't for this convenience, Kemon wouldn't have grown to where it is today.
At the beginning of the era of the second week, Kemon can challenge Cthulhu.
"It's not enough, my resistance needs to be improved." Kemeng could feel that his resistance was still not high enough.
Although there are 1.5 billion resistance points, before Cthulhu was sealed by the ancient gods, he also had 1 billion resistance points!
Kemon still has a lot of room for growth. When he raises the basic resistance, coupled with the multiplicative increase of the player's equipment, it will be enough to break the resistance of tens of billions.
At that time, even the seal of the ancient gods will not be able to stop Kemeng.
Well, Cthulhu is also a trivial matter, he must not be able to beat him no matter how hard he is beaten.
Kemeng took a deep look at the sculpture of Cthulhu, and before leaving, he took away a few sacrifices under Cthulhu's seat.
This was Kemon's second time collecting sacrifices in La'lye, and he had come here once before to take away the items piled up in a hill.
Kemeng controlled the water flow, seeing the sea water as a mirror in his heart, and passed through it, appearing on a lake on the land of the game.
The nameless fog in the sky continued to cover the land, without any particularly bright light.
The ground is not too dark. The starlight faintly illuminates the ground through the nameless fog, allowing people to see the shape and general color of things.
The whole world is in a dark tone of low-pressure emotional environment.
"If the player stays in this world for a long time, there may be psychological problems." Kemon looked at the surrounding environment. The dark environment can easily breed dark psychological problems.
Kemen snapped his fingers casually, and the magic power surged, lighting up a small sun in the sky.
The light broke through the dark atmosphere, making the grass on the ground shine, and the lake surface also brightened.
A breeze blew across the lake, stirring Kermon's hair.
The wild monster on the side of the road took a look at Kermon, its scarlet eyes seemed to see delicious flesh and blood.
With a rumbling sound, the wild monster turned into a three-meter-tall giant monkey and rushed towards Kemeng.
Kemon didn't move, just removed the surface mimicry.
That moment.
Kermon's appearance became uncertain.
It clearly has hands and feet, and has a human form.
But in the eyes of the transformed wild monster, his appearance could not be accurately described in the brain.
An indescribable fear welled up in my heart.
The wild monster rushed halfway, forcibly changed its flight path with its own magic power, braked forcibly after landing, then made a sharp turn, and ran away whimpering.
Kemen ignored the wild monster, took out the sealed item by the lake, and released Naia's air from it.
In Kemon's perspective of life and death, there is a broken lifeline.
If an old vine is cut into hundreds of millions of pieces with a knife.
Although it is scattered, as long as someone with a heart puts them together, Naia's clone can be resurrected.
By the way, Naia has countless avatars, and each avatar has its own consciousness.
They may kill each other, even if they hear that a clone has been killed, they may completely ignore it, and even laugh at Nora and Nina.
They were a group of chaotic people with elusive thinking and varying strengths.
"We still have to get rid of him." The big-faced cat suddenly flashed in Kemeng's mind.
The big face cat's mouth is like a black hole, it digests whatever it swallows.
As long as it is meat, it can be digested.
Now that the big-faced cat is on the blue star, Kemeng has to put this cloud of air on the blue star, or on a different planet other than the blue star.
The specific method of operation is very simple, just ask a reliable believer to sacrifice to Cthulhu, and then Kemon dreams on a different planet, just accept this sacrifice.
Or, he could research the power core of the sacrifice by himself, and then teach it to an experimenter by himself, and then let the sacrificer sacrifice it to him in reality.