This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Neil squeezed Golding in his hand, then slashed towards Charles who was completely demonized in front of him.

Although Charles has been transformed by the mysterious lady into a container suitable for conferring gods, that is, a demigod.

But he didn't essentially get the power of the demon king, nor did he have the demigod space of an old demigod to support him, so his body could only be regarded as a pseudo demigod.

In addition, he didn't have much combat experience before, and he spent most of his life thinking about how to go to the upper position in an intrigue, which was far different from the real player Neil.

Therefore, the scene seems to be one-sided bloodbath.

In the sky, Charles’s body is like a ragdoll that has been madly bitten by a husky. Every second is crazily broken, and every second is crazily reorganized. The blood swaying out is like a rain of blood in the sky. Extremely tragic.

In the end, his breaking speed could no longer keep up with the speed of regeneration, and the end result was that he was completely broken into pieces.

Stepping on the residue of Charles, Neil walked up to the mysterious lady and pointed the tip of the sword at the other person.

"Although I know that guy is weak, I didn't expect it to be so weak." The mysterious lady sighed helplessly, "Go, my pet."

After releasing the mist, the mysterious lady pushed Vivian out of her arms.

Afterwards, a beam of light rushed in from a distance, transforming into a white long sword by Vivian's side.

When she saw this long sword, there was also a gleam of light in the eyes of the puppet-like Vivian who had almost lost all her memories, but she still held the long sword firmly.

The white armor instantly appeared on Vivian's body, and the conceptual weapon Mi Ruo was directly integrated with her, making the holy light blooming from her body as bright as a beacon.

However, Ms. Mystery was still somewhat dissatisfied.

After groping in the black mist, she gently hooked her fingers, and the power of magic instantly appeared, blessing Vivian's body.

The mysterious lady gently stroked Vivienne's hair, acting as if her mother was stroking her daughter before leaving.

"Go, my pet, with your most primitive fighting will, go."

White light flashed.

The entire sky seemed to be torn apart by this white light, and the black air entwined here was split instantly, revealing a clear night sky.

Neil, who was unilaterally torturing Charles, had not yet reacted, and his body was hit by this brilliant sword light, and he flew directly into the sky.

Neil, who thought he would be seriously injured, just prepared to escape, but then found himself unscathed.

On her body, a layer of lightweight armor that seemed to have no quality completely enveloped her.

The whole armor seemed to be tailor-made according to her size, and it had no effect at all when she moved.

Later, she felt that several concepts were released from the armor and blessed on her body, producing an effect comparable to magic blessing.

Divine power, speed, unyielding will...

And the Golding in her hand had completely disappeared at this time.

Feeling the power pouring into her body, she asked suspiciously: "Mr. Dingle?"

"It's me." Golding's voice rang in Neil's ear. "Fight, Neil. Don't worry about anything, I will protect you."

"Ok."

She banged her fist violently, and the psychic energy in Neil's body exploded. The dark blue psychic energy mixed with the black light on the armor, which doubled her strength.

"Vivienne, I am coming!"

The collision of fists and swords rang in the air, and each sound was like a huge explosion.

The movements of the two of them were fast and almost afterimages, only the fragments produced by the collision of the holy light and the magic light in the air could be seen, which was as brilliant as fireworks.

The impact of the collision is like a violent wind, and every blow can leave a shocking mark on the ground.

In just ten seconds, the entire castle was shattered by the impact of the two.

In the storm-like impact, Lady Dark looked at the scattered residue of Charles, and then said: "You should have appeared too, God of Prophecy."

With the voice of Lady Dark, a translucent shadow appeared on the ground.

He is an old man who looks very gloomy, with a translucent ancient book in his left hand, and two translucent crows on his shoulders, one symbolizing the past and the other symbolizing the future.

The surrounding blood began to gather towards him, and began to reshape according to its transparent appearance.

Not long after, the remains of Charles' body turned into a gloomy old man, and the ancient book and the crow appeared beside him.

He glanced at the mysterious lady beside him indifferently, and then asked softly: "Will you stop me?"

"A boring question. I chose to watch. Anyway, I have done everything I can do."

"Wise choice."

The God of Prophecy took a deep breath, feeling the fragrance of freedom, and couldn't help saying: "How long has it been since I felt all this? It feels so good to be resurrected."

"Friendly reminder, you are not really resurrected now."

"I know, but it will be truly resurrected soon. Those useless things were suppressed so severely by the church when I was away."

He glanced at the scene above his head indifferently.

Fate is already in chaos.

But as a fallen god, he can still use the existing intelligence to roughly calculate the future direction.

All-knowing is all-powerful.

As the **** of prophecy best at calculations, he has the ability to know the autumn of a leaf, and can deduce the appearance of the former palace through a grain of dust.

"So that's it." He nodded, "The King trapped the mediator, but it doesn't matter, the arrangements of the gods are in place. Although they are very trash, this thing is OK."

"Next, just kill Ferdinand III and thoroughly purify him. Where is he? Ah, there."

After finding the right direction, the God of Prophecy began to move slowly in the predetermined direction step by step.

Along the way, he encountered countless scenes of engagement.

The slime and the knight launched a charge against the devil again and again, causing the devil's blood to sway on this land.

However, they didn't seem to see the mysterious old man ~www.ltnovel.com~ and let him move slowly.

He stopped from time to time, stopped from time to time to admire the surrounding environment, and only slowly walked to his destination the next day.

He walked into the castle like a transparent person, bypassed the soldiers, and finally came to Ferdinand III's room.

Pushing the door in, he looked at Ferdinand III who was lying on the bed and panting, and a slime next to him.

"Hello, Ferdinand III. See you later."

Walking towards the panting Ferdinand III, he was about to chop the other person's neck, and then he heard a voice unexpectedly.

"Hello, gentleman."

He turned his head in surprise and looked at the slime who was talking to him: "Can you see me? Strange, I thought I had completely eliminated my own existence."

"I can't see it, but my instinct tells me that there is a problem here. When I realized there was a problem, I saw you." Take off my clothes and calmly said, "How do you call it?"