This Group of Players Are All Slimes

　　 In the castle, Lord Ferdinand III is warming the fire in the warm room.

　　 The windows of the castle are closed by thick carpets, which insulates the fierce wind from the outside and makes the whole room extremely warm.

　　 took out his pocket watch, he glanced at it and asked after confirming the time: "How is the situation?"

　　 "Thirty fallen people were frozen to death last night." A close confidant whispered.

　　 "I don't care about this, did I ask if the dungeon appeared?"

　　 "...has already appeared."

　　 "Location."

　　 "The castle is three kilometers away from the east."

　　 Ferdinand III stood up and began to look for the location of the dungeon on the map on the wall.

　　Dungeon city happened to be on the plain. It was transparent on all sides and there was no sky. It was an easy place to attack.

　　 Marked a point on the corresponding position, and Ferdinand III continued to ask: "Is it sure that the extended area of ​​the law of **** in the dungeon will not reach here, right?"

　　 "It has been determined by the palace magician, no."

　　 Hearing this answer, Ferdinand III smiled softly.

　　 A dungeon that can only defend but not attack.

　　 After receiving a letter from the court scholar, he was a little panic at first, after all, his castle would be attacked by a group of demons at any time.

　　 But after confirming that this dungeon can only be defended, his ambition burned again.

　　 Breaking through a dungeon is a supreme honor for his family, and it can even raise his knighthood to a higher level, from a baron to a viscount.

　　 Not to mention the spoils seized from the dungeon, whether it's the magic stone or those female demons, each one is a favorite item of other nobles.

　　 However, I still need to test the strength of that dungeon first.

　　 "Send a group of fallen people out first, let them attack that dungeon, and tell them that as long as they can kill a demon, then let them be free."

　　His cronies were silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but raised their heads and said, "My lord, are you sending them to death?"

　　 "How is it possible, this is their decent. Being able to die as a soldier is the most glorious thing in their lives."

　　 "Then give them at least one piece of clothing and one weapon!" said his cronies dissatisfied.

　　 Ferdinand III looked helplessly at his cronies, got up and tidied his messy collar.

"Look at you, my dear nephew, at no time can you lose the dignity of the nobility. I know you sympathize with the slave orphans, but you have to know that nobles and common people, common people and slaves, slaves and fallen ones are completely different . They are born lowly, you and I are born noble."

　　 "But..."

　　 "No but. Forget it, just give them a piece of clothing and a weapon according to your request. You really cost me money this time."

　　 "...Thank you, my lord."

　　 In the icy wind, the gate of the castle was opened, and a group of ragged children were pushed out and began to move forward under the leadership of the soldiers.

　　 They are wearing musty clothes, holding simple wooden spears, and walking barefoot on the snow, silently walking towards the distant dungeon.

　　Although the clothes are very thin, they are already their only protection against the cold. Everyone has to wrap the clothes tightly around the body, and then continue to walk on the cold snow.

　　 They are the descendants of the fallen, they are the descendants of people who have been bewitched by demons and contaminated with demonic power. They are extremely humble existences that cannot be touched.

　　 Although their looks are different, their expressions are surprisingly consistent, that is, numbness.

　　 numbness to life and to the future.

　　 They have nothing in the past, nothing in their present, and nothing in their future.

　　 The eyes that have lost their high light can only stare at the front silently, and the mechanical movements of the legs, like walking corpses, move from one death to another.

　　 From time to time, someone is left behind during the march, and the deceased’s friend will not even cry, and continue to move forward.

　　Walking to a place not far from the dungeon, the soldier stopped.

　　 He drank a sip of strong wine to get warm, and then shouted to the person behind: "Come on, chopsticks!"

　　 These people walked forward silently, penetrated the membrane, and walked into the scope of the dungeon.

　　 Just like demons will be humanized in the human world, humans will also be demonicized in hell.

　　 But this process will be very long, often several years to complete the transformation.

　　 And in the middle of the process, the demonized humans will have to endure unbearable pain, and there are countless humans who died because of their unbearableness.

　　 In the snow-filled dungeon, they saw the first demon.

　　 A billowing green slime.

　　 After staring at each other in a circle for a while, the slime suddenly jumped back crazy, far beyond the limits of normal slimes.

　　 "Everyone! New enemies are here!" the slime shouted vigorously while jumping.

　　 "Where is it? There is a fox-eared beast tail with a height of 1.48 meters, Baisi Tsundere mouth addiction is the sister attribute of ‘ahhh’, Lori?"

　　 "Brother, are you talking about talking? And your XP system is too specific, right."

　　 "Stop talking nonsense, and watch the new enemy."

　　 Within half a minute, this group of slaves was horrified to find that they were surrounded by a group of colorful slimes.

　　 These children clenched the simple spears in their hands, and continued to gather under the pressure of the slimes. At the same time, their hearts were mixed with the two emotions of despair and liberation.

　　In their field of vision, they were already surrounded by the billowing demons, and they would be buried in the belly of the demons in the next second.

　　 But ~www.ltnovel.com~ remembering the lord’s previous promise, they still mustered up their courage, clenched the spear in their hands, and rushed towards a slime.

　　 Too powerful demons they can't defeat, but slimes, they may have the hope of winning.

　　 rushed towards a slime slowly. During their charge, people kept falling to the ground. The long-term malnutrition and cold wind made them extremely strenuous to run.

　　 The slimes looked at these children in silence.

　　Through [Reconnaissance], they have seen the attributes of this group of children. The four-dimensional attributes do not even reach 1. It is impossible to be the opponent of this group of elite slimes.

　　 But they still rushed over.

　　 One of the few children with higher physical attributes rushed in front of a slime.

　　 They stood swayingly in front of the player, then raised the spear in their hands with difficulty, and stabbed at the green slime in front of them.

　　 Several spears pierced the player's body, and then they broke.

　　Looking at the broken spear, these children hesitated for a few seconds, then dropped the broken spear, pounced on the player, and bit on the opponent hard.

　　 The player expanded the attribute panel and looked at the damage.

　　 does not break the defense.

　　 Their strength is so slight that they can't even break the skin.

　　 The bitten player thought for a long time, and then sighed: "I don't think I can get a hand."

　　 "Me too, I feel... kind of pitiful."

　　 "I feel that they are just a group of children. Let the children be monsters. Isn't the dog afraid of being condemned by God?

　　 "They all fainted. It is estimated that they will freeze to death in a short time. What shall we do?"

　　 Looking at the group of fainted children, the players fell into contemplation.