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"what……"

At this moment, Nanwark inexplicably remembered that he didn't seem to have spoken at all just now, but the virtual anchor, the great astrologer Ke Ke, directly answered the question in his heart.

Also, under such strong pollution interference, the electronic signals of other Scotland Yard agents all became fuzzy, which happened to show that the live broadcast room of the great astrologist Coco was still clear, without any stuttering or unsmoothness.

Enduring the pain, he kicked the grotesquely shaped hyena and asked, "Anchor, is this the little animal you're talking about?"

Li Yu said: "That's right, this is the little animal summoned by Sir Lemon. You should have seen it just now. In fact, its body is very miniature and very cute. What you see are illusions, and these illusions will prompt contact. The creatures that come in are polluted, mutated, corrupted, and even turned into grotesques."

"Oh, and it will make the grotesque run wild and create confusion, as I have just said."

"However, you seem to be somewhat unable to compete."

Hearing such an answer, Southwark was speechless.

He had already begun to feel that his body was out of control, and he saw tentacles growing out of his hands in a trance, and his whole body was mutating and degrading in an unpredictable direction.

His mind began to scramble, and he felt that his time to stay awake was running out.

If he was still awake, he would regret his decision today and trust a virtual anchor who didn't know the details to arrest Sir Lemon.

Indeed, Sir Lemon was sanctioned by them and killed instantly.

However, because of his decision, the agents of Scotland Yard were directly exposed to indescribable pollution.

You must know that just the high-level grotesque pollution is enough to make an ordinary person lose his mind and fall into madness, and this kind of indescribable pollution that can explode the detector will cause irreversible damage to them.

Some people can go crazy forever, even become grotesque...

……

"It's numb..."

"Fuck, I thought the second victim was miserable enough, and the third victim was even worse, and it brought many people along with it."

"By the way, you guys can see this connection video clearly? Why do I see a snowflake in the past?"

"Yeah, what happened, I've also turned into a snowflake."

"Hey, can't you see clearly?"

"We can see clearly, the picture is like this ██████"

"This, could it be that something is wrong in the live broadcast room? Did you really see it?"

"I see, we are only second- and third-tier powerhouses, can't you, a fourth-tier powerhouse, see it?"

"Now I can only see the video from Ke Kejiang's side, but I can't see the video from the third victim's side at all."

"..."

Li Yu glanced at the barrage on the holographic screen, these sand sculpture audiences, the third lucky audience is in such a miserable situation, they still want to have fun, it's too much.

"It may be due to network signal fluctuations. You don't need to care about these details, it will be fine later."

By the way, I glanced to the side, and saw that Miss Safi was floating around, but her eyes were always fixed on the online video.

Her murderer, Sir Lemon, is dead. Why hasn't Miss Saffy shown any signs of ascending to heaven?

To be honest, she didn't want to see Miss Saffy turn around every day.

What's more, a soul without a body has been wandering in this world, and it is easy to be polluted and degenerate into grotesque.

It seemed that Miss Safi was worried about the superintendent of Scotland Yard who had helped her punish Sir Lemon.

If that's the case, it's the only way to help.

In fact, she said just now that the third victim... the lucky audience will not be in danger of dying here.

I watched too many bullet screens, and I was misled by these audiences, subconsciously thinking that lucky audiences were victims.

Li Yu said: "Don't worry, Miss Safi, this lucky audience will be fine."

Miss Safi said: "His hands are almost turning into tentacles..."

Li Yu said: "Small question, in fact, these are all illusions, all illusions created by that cute little animal, and they are all false."

Miss Saffy's head was constricted and she couldn't speak.

This time, her head did not fall off, but her eyes began to flow blood and tears.

Li Yu hurriedly said: "Miss Safi, don't cry, nothing will happen. In fact, the Sir Lemon who killed you also has a companion creature, which should be something strange, but the little boy who was accidentally summoned by Sir Lemon Animals seem to enjoy eating it."

"So, the phantom you see is actually that it is preying, and it wants to catch and eat this companion creature."

"When it is full, it will leave soon."

"Look, I caught it!"

"..."

Miss Safi looked at the online video, and saw that in the video, Southwark Conan Doyle had already knelt on the ground, and a shadow had already attached to his back.

If it wasn't for the eldest lady Li Yu pointing, she wouldn't even be able to see the shadow clearly.

What's more frightening is that this shadow is silently eroding into Southwark's body. If it succeeds, Southwark will probably become the real victim.

However, there is a terrifying tentacle protruding from the sewer mouth, the mouthparts at the end of the tentacle are opened, revealing extremely fine and tentacle-like teeth, and there is a bloody eyeball in the center of the fine teeth, watching the shadows.

The weird shadow wanted to escape, but it seemed to be frozen, even being slowly pulled out of Southwark's body by an invisible force.

It was struggling like crazy, but it was struggling to no avail.

It screamed, and had no effect on the pitch-black tentacle other than bleeding the eardrums of the surrounding Scotland Yard agents in a frenzy.

Miss Saffy asked: "Miss, is Sir Lemon's change to be related to this weird shadow?"

Li Yu blinked his eyes: "Well, there is a certain relationship, but these are all Lei Meng's own choices. He is a werewolf, and he wants to quickly transform and become stronger. Cannibalism has become his choice, and the strange Shadows can help him."

In the next second, with a click, the huge black tentacles had bitten the strange shadow, chewing and devouring it like a snake.

I don't know if it was a trance or a hallucination. The black tentacles glanced at the holographic screen floating beside Southwark, and then retreated back into the sewer in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

Li Yu smiled slightly: "Look, the cutie slipped away after eating enough, Miss Safi, look, this lucky audience is all right."

Miss Safi was still a little worried: "Miss, but he was lying on the ground motionless..."

Li Yu said: "Don't worry, he just fainted, it's a good thing!"

Miss Safi: "..."

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"Okay, this lucky viewer has passed out, let's cut off the video connection with him first."

Li Yu looked at the audience in the live broadcast room, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Just now I saw that there are still many viewers who use Super Chat with more than 1000 Euros. Is there any lucky viewer who wants to be on the mic?"

A group of lucky viewers who swiped 1000 Euros remained silent and had no intention of going on mic at all.

What a joke, the three victims who went to the mic just now are really more miserable than the other.

In particular, Superintendent Southwark Conan Doyle from Scotland Yard, although he used a video link to prove the correctness of his actions, he also revealed how stupid he was to believe that the virtual anchor, the great astrologer, Coco.

The truth is that he really had to block Sir Lemon and kill him.

Stupidity is based on too much belief that it puts hundreds of Scotland Yard's subordinate agents in unimaginable danger.

It's a pity that after the pollution detector next to Southwark exploded, many viewers in the live broadcast room couldn't see what happened to Southwark.

At present, many people are rushing to the scene, ready to take a look.

Similarly, many viewers continued to stay in the live broadcast room, hoping to get Li Yu's answer.

"Coco sauce, is the third victim really alive?"

"What is that weird shadow? It looks very dangerous."

"Didn't Coco Sauce explain everything just now? Didn't you hear? Now we have to warmly welcome the fourth victim to the mic."

"Where did the fourth victim come from? These people who swiped 1000 euros are afraid to go to the microphone."

"This Superintendent at Scotland Yard is probably in for a tragedy."

"..."

Li Yu blinked and said, "Okay, let me explain what happened just now."

"First of all, according to my divination, the werewolf Sir Lemon escaped from this sewer entrance, and was taken away by the agents of Scotland Yard, and got the sanction he deserved."

"Then, there were many grotesques hiding in the sewers. On the one hand, these grotesques were awakened by Sir Lemon, and on the other hand, they were affected by the little cuties he summoned from the magic circle of the Blood Parliament. The grotesque and mutant creatures rioted and rushed out. "

"After all, these things are also affected by the illusion created by that cutie. That's why you see Scotland Yard fighting weird and mutant creatures."

"In the end, there was a weird black shadow on Sir Lemon's body. This is what the cutie summoned by Sir Lemon likes to eat, so the cutie chased it out, ate the weird black shadow, and went back."

"In this way, this event ended, and the third lucky spectator survived."

"In addition, I, the great astrologer Keke, must solemnly declare here that those who can be on the mic are lucky viewers, and they are definitely not victims! So, please be brave enough to go on the mic, 1000 euros is a lot of money."

Li Yu said very sincerely, but the audience just didn't believe it, and kept scrolling:

"Please invite the fourth victim to the mic!"

"Please act out your accident and make us happy!"

"I hope the fourth victim will continue to work harder and be more miserable than the previous three."

"..."

Hey!

I want to hit someone!

Doesn't that ruin her reputation?

In this way, there are more viewers in the live broadcast room, but fewer lucky viewers on the mic. How can she conveniently divination people's fate and harvest magic power happily?

If it really doesn't work, we can only stop the live broadcast for a few days, so that the audience can digest it briefly.

I believe there will be more lucky viewers who want to open it.

After all, many things in the past have already happened, and many things in the future are about to happen. You cannot hide from them. Only by knowing the past and the future can you make timely changes in the present to avoid the tragic fate in the future.