This Group of Players Are All Slimes

The **** of prophecy sat down before taking off his clothes.

His current state is the incarnation of a god. Although he is the incarnation of the **** of prophecy with little combat effectiveness, it is much stronger than ordinary slimes.

Therefore, his current mentality is the mentality of a winner, and he doesn't mind sitting here for a while.

"You are... take off your clothes, right? Funny slime, really funny. I am the incarnation of the **** of prophecy. What do you want to know?"

"What exactly does Fengshen need?"

"Good question. Conferring a **** essentially only needs two things. One is a demigod or a body comparable to a demigod, otherwise it will be blown up at the moment of consecration. The other is to move the mediator and gain the opponent's Tears."

"Mediator?" asked questioningly when he took off his clothes.

"God's messenger, a machine with almost no emotions. Unless your deeds are extremely exciting, you won't impress the other person."

"I see, then the next question..."

At this time, the God of Prophecy is like a generous teacher, answering every question about **** in detail.

After asking all the questions, he took off his clothes, closed his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded: "I understand. You have all prepared. Charles is a plan, Ferdinand III is a plan, Wei Wei An is a plan, and Elizabeth is also a plan. How many plans have you prepared?"

"Hundreds. What you see is the result of the joint execution of hundreds of plans. If you can stand in the perspective of God, then you will find that this chaotic situation is the result of the joint action of hundreds of plans. "

"So, you just let Charles make the kingdom of the north like this? Are you gods or evil gods?"

The **** of prophecy watched gently and took off his clothes: "God’s perspective is different from that of mortal things. You can only see the surface of things, and God can see more things. I am a must for the gods to maintain their own rule. It’s an honor for them to contribute their lives to the birth of a god."

"You crowd gods are really disgusting, but I think the devil gods are cuter. The last question, why do you tell me so much?"

"Because I admire you very much. I have seen a lot of information from you. I like your reason and wisdom very much. After I am appointed as a god, I will make you the first priest after my rebirth."

"Forget it, I'm an effective loyal object."

"Is that Master Lu? He is also a weird guy. I can only see some of his information. It's really interesting. I decided to make him my second priest. Any other questions?"

"No more." He took off his clothes and said with a bitter smile, "I have to say, I was teased this time. That **** guy."

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that there is still a lot to owe my own wisdom. I have to go to a special training. I didn't want to use this, but there is no way, I can only gamble once. Ou Huang!"

"What's the matter?" Ou Huang immediately jumped in from outside.

"Use that for Ferdinand III."

"Ok."

The Emperor European immediately closed his eyes, and then opened them again: "Okay, it has been used on Ferdinand III."

Ou Huang reached level 10 early, but this was the first time she used her special skills.

【Happy Pool】

This skill can be turned on, turned off, and used, but the emperor chose to turn it on early.

After opening, it will passively halve its luck and store the excess luck in a ratio of 4:1.

After that, she can freely choose the time to use it, and choose an object to use the stored luck on the opponent at once.

The luck she had accumulated for a long time was used up at this moment, making the God of Prophecy instantly alert.

He felt a little change in the surrounding things, but he didn't know exactly where the change was.

When he took off his clothes, he staggered his position and said to the God of Prophecy: "Please, do what you want to do."

The God of Prophecy glanced suspiciously and took off his clothes, but he stepped forward and pinched Ferdinand III by the neck.

He wanted to squeeze the opponent's neck directly, but suddenly lost control of his hands.

On the back of the head of the God of Prophecy, a hideous face gradually appeared, which looked exactly like Charles.

"Unexpectedly, the great **** of prophecy, I am not dead yet!" Charles grinned grimly, "Do you think I didn't expect you to take my body? This is also a trick! Can kill Ferdinand III Yes, only me!"

"Damn bastard! Whose power did you use?"

"You don't need to care about this problem. Become my resource, old thing! I will seize your memory and become the new **** of prophecy!"

The body of the **** of prophecy began to undulate everywhere, and the two souls began to attack each other inside, fighting each other, wanting to seize control of this body, and finally get the opportunity to conjure the gods.

When the two souls were fighting each other, they took off their clothes and called other slimes, brought melon seed drink poker cards, and came together to watch this rare wonder.

Anyway, they can't do anything now, so let's just enjoy it.

In the Sky Church of Roland Church, the name reading conference has reached the eleventh bishop.

The long name convention has exhausted all the bishops, but they dare not rest yet.

The Karmapa on the main seat looked at the group of people with a smile, and from time to time he encouraged the other party to speak more slowly.

But no matter how slow it is, it will come to an end.

After the last bishop finished reading, the mediator who had been expressionless finally turned his head, looked at King Roland and asked: "The introduction is over, let me help me."

"Okay, I count three numbers, 3, 2, 1. Here comes."

The door of the sky church was suddenly pushed open, and a priest rushed in in a panic, shouting loudly: "His Lord, please help me, that guy is crazy!"

"Don't run, kill my wife, don't you even have the consciousness to sacrifice your life?"

"You madman, just some magic stones!"

"That's Lumi, You, Connor... you bastard!"

Lu Fan walked in holding an ordinary iron sword, and then happened to see King Roland who was facing the door.

"Oh, uncle, we met again, what a coincidence." Lu Fan waved to each other.

"Yes, it's a coincidence." King Roland said with a smile, "Where are your weapons?"

"I borrowed someone."

"Then you may have a little trouble next."

Before Lu Fan understood why, he heard a mechanical voice: "A suspicious target is found, 10% strength is relieved."

The half-air church was shredded in an instant~www.ltnovel.com~ and Lu Fan fell involuntarily.

In front of him, a silver-haired, red-eyed girl with only draped hair rushed towards him.

A violent collision sounded below, and the clouds in the sky disappeared in the violent impact.

French King Roland looked at the battle screen below, and then said to the bishops who were shocked: "Just calm down, I'll come as soon as I go."

Running trot all the way back to the room, he found the toolbox he had prepared before and then found the flower of the world.

After taking out the tools one by one, he confirmed that the tools were complete, opened the flower of the world, adjusted to the maximum power, and then began to speak to the world.

"This is King Roland. I have a regretful message to tell you that the Demon King has invaded the Roland Church, and the brave man is dead."

In an instant, Lu Fan's disaster points began to rise wildly.