I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 681: 1000 minus 7 pain

The mana of the body was taken out in an instant. Facing a monster that was too strong, it was a leapfrog challenge. Kemon's shadow grabber was at a disadvantage and could only sacrifice mana to increase the pulling force.

Under grabbing, Kemeng pulled out a sticky shadow, which was like a sesame paste, and the black sticky shadow was densely packed with impurities.

I scanned it again with spirituality, and found that those things were all dust, and the shadow and dust were stuck together, and they couldn't be distinguished clearly.

Every time Kemun pulls a little bit, the dust in his hand increases.

At this time, Kemeng realized that the shadow and the dust had merged into one, turning into a very strange new monster.

These monsters are a bit like shadow creatures, but they are not shadow creatures. They are new items based on the evolution of shadow creatures.

"Immortality, can't be destroyed?" Kemeng instantly interpreted this new monster with his knowledge of shadow creatures.

No, even shadow creatures can be destroyed, as long as they are purified with the power of the light element.

But can such a monster really be purified and die?

Kemon dreamed, pulling at the same time.

Soon, huh, the third humanoid dust took his arm, not martial arts, and instantly passed through Kemeng's abdomen.

At this time, the first two humanoid shadow dust was finally pulled into the palm of the hand by Kemon.

Shadows mixed with dust, there is a sticky and dirty touch, which subconsciously dislikes it.

Kemeng looked at the person behind him and forced the two shadows into the shadow of the third person.

Dust is a physical substance, Kemun’s grasping hands are not aimed at the dust, they are all implicated by the dust and fell on the ground.

Subsequently, something unexpected happened.

The head is covered with LV999 humanoid dust, the corners of his mouth no longer rise to become a war **** with a crooked mouth, and his facial expression quickly turns into a bitter face.

Kemeng was taking the medicine while watching the show.

Soon, the fourth humanoid dust passed through Kemeng's abdomen. Kemeng was not polite at all, and then he used his grasping hand to pull at the other's shadow.

If one comes, just pull one, and today he will be on the bar with these curses.

The other humanoid dust is no longer able to take care of Kemeng and can't follow behind him like a shadow. Kemeng concentrates, fills up all the mana and draws out all the mana, pulling the shadow of the humanoid dust in his abdomen onto his body.

After that, he flicked again with one hand, throwing the shadow on the face of the third person.

"Ah--"

The human shadow screamed.

It was the voice of four people, a bit like Kemon’s voice, but not like Kemon’s voice.

By the way, the facial appearance of the human shadow is Kemun’s face after using the mask of the faceless, not the face of the real world.

Kemeng looked at his twisted face with pain, as if looking in his own mirror.

"Painful?" Kemon asked.

A fifth arm has been added to the abdomen.

Looking down at the dusty arms in the abdomen, there is nothing to say.

According to the same method, tons, tons, tons, tons of drugs will take effect, and the blood volume and mana value will rise crazily.

The humanoid dust screamed again. This time Kemon heard the painful cry of five people.

His facial expression turned sharply, sweating profusely, and every drop of sweat was a drop of dust and sweat cast by thick ink waves.

If I said that it was just a painful expression, now I just put on a pain mask, and I am extremely painful.

Just this expression, put it on the Internet, with a background music sublimated in despair, the feeling of the mask of pain comes up.

"You can be more painful, trust me." Kemon murmured.

Perhaps Kemun is a prophet, and the sixth relayer soon came from his abdomen.

"Your pain will become greater and greater. How many souls can a body hold?" Kemon whispered, but his palm became more and more proficient, dragging the shadow together with the dust to the palm, and then throwing it other side.

"Ten? Hundred? One thousand?"

Kemon looked closer, not panicking at all, and shoved another shadow to the other person while speaking.

Each shadow represents a two-dimensional soul of wisdom.

They are all 999 full-level existences. There are many soul impurities. Every time they are stuffed, they have a complicated personality. When they are full, they are in madness.

This madness is not the madness of a single soul, but a collective madness, a song of despair and madness for hundreds of souls.

In a few hours.

"How much is one thousand minus seven, do you know?"

While Kemon spoke, a new shadow merged into the opponent's body.

Ah, with a scream, Kemeng heard nine hundred and ninety-three voices.

"It's a pity, the answer was wrong, so count it again."

Kemen deliberately made a mistake, shaking his head, full of regret, and patiently waiting for the next shadow.

In the eyes of outsiders, there is nothing wrong with Kemun’s approach, and he will even admire him for daring to resist the curse.

This kind of curse is either crushed and wiped out with hard power, or resists it and waits for the **** time to pass, or is cursed to death.

But even if you are cursed to die, you will follow you after the resurrection, and you will not lose the curse because of your death.

This is a kind of super curse that is immortal, ignoring any distance restrictions.

Kemeng secretly speculated that the humanoid dust chasing him should be related to the distance he moved in the sky island.

Only by eliminating all the dust that cursed him, can the future trouble be eliminated.

After waiting for a few seconds, Kemeng didn't wait until the next figure of dust poke him in the stomach, which made Kemeng startled.

"Has **** time passed?" Kemeng looked back at his back, and waited ten seconds.

"It seems that the **** time has passed." Kemeng looked back at the painful dust, and the person had disappeared.

It seems that the other party cannot act without cursing time, and has been automatically moved back to the sky island.

Facing the curse and winning the battle, Kemon felt comfortable all over, and there was a kind of unspeakable energy in it.

Practicing a lot of leveling will only make him numb, and the trouble caused by humanoid dust has really troubled him for a long time.

Fortunately, this trouble has also been resolved smoothly.

Immediately, his gaze condensed, Kemeng's eyes stared at the dust particles on the ground, pure black, with many loose holes on the surface.

That was what was left behind when the humanoid dust shadow transferred to another shadow, but it didn't bring back the sky island.

Subconsciously, Kemun's spiritual perception thinks that it is good material.

Hold it up and put it in the space backpack.

I don’t know if I don’t pick it up. After picking it up, he was shocked. He didn’t expect it to be a shiny golden affix~IndoMTL.com~Legendary quality dust!

Name: "Dust of Unknown Function"

Effect: "The role is unknown, from the residents of the city of dust."

Kemen took these materials and didn't need him to count them. The system had already counted them. The total number of dust and carbon particles was 110,000.

"Maybe it can be put into the mysterious cooking pot as an ingredient." Kemeng did not forget the mysterious cooking pot.

Mystery cooking pot can increase resistance. The higher the level of ingredients, the higher the total resistance of polishing the body will be.

It is like a dark cooking pot, with unlimited ingredients and no picky eaters, so transport-grade dust is a good material.

"Brother Dust is a treasure!" Kemen thought, and his thoughts were clear.

Source of this article:

　　

　　 Please remember the domain name of the book’s first publication:. Mobile version reading URL: