This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"This group of players are all slimes (!

"A boring game."

On the highest stand, an enchanting female demon looked bored at the game below.

There are a total of nine managers in Sin City, and each manager has a different responsibility.

For example, Blackstone is responsible for protecting the safety here, and Cui En is responsible for supervising other managers.

And she, Ms. Terra is the manager of the one hundred to two hundred floors here, responsible for managing the big arena here.

Each tenth floor of the big arena is a competition interval, the lower fifty floors are for the duel between monsters, and the upper fifty floors are for the duel between demons.

Every game here is a fight for life, the loser has only one dead end, but the winner will get a lot of rewards.

In addition, letting the demons who come here place bets on the monsters or demons they fancy is also an important profit method for Sin City.

Originally, Ms. Terra wanted to see a high-level duel between Chimera and the evil old tree, but she didn't expect to see just a fat slime who had to stop after three steps.

"It was estimated that the care was not enough, which resulted in the death of Chimera, so I found a slime to charge. Pass my order and exile the administrator there."

Her confidant nodded, and then asked: "Then how to deal with this game?"

"Let's go ahead, but I guess there is nothing to look at." Ms. Tyra yawned, "I will tell you a few jokes. If you are not funny, I will exile you."

Below, the duel between the weak chicken man and the evil old tree has begun.

The huge evil old tree was bound in place by several thick chains. After receiving orders, hundreds of little ghosts rushed forward, struggling to untie these chains.

The moment the chain was untied, the evil old tree immediately let out a deafening roar, opened its withered giant hand, picked up the surrounding little ghost and swallowed it.

Afterwards, it turned towards the prey in front of him, and the weak chicken man walked over slowly, each step being able to make the ground vibrate violently.

When the evil old tree walked towards him, the weak chicken man immediately consulted his Mr. Wolong: "Anonymous user, do you still install it next?"

"Continue to install."

"Pretend X or pretend to be an idiot?"

"All."

"This is a bit difficult. Forget it, it's not impossible."

As a result, the weak chicken man continued to pretend to be a harmless slime.

He just stood there blankly, letting the huge evil old tree approach him, and stretched out his huge hand to grab him.

When his giant hand touched the weak chicken man, the weak chicken man allowed the opponent's giant claws to pass through his body, and used swallow while the opponent was still in his body.

The giant claws of the evil old tree disappeared.

Afterwards, the weak chicken man disguised as an enraged slime, and then rolled towards the evil ancient tree.

The place he rolled over, the huge body was more fragile than ordinary paper, it was directly licked up by the weak chicken man, and fully absorbed, turned into the body's nourishment.

Although he has always been the object of persecution in the game, as the first players and players with rich experience in the game, the weak chicken man has always been in the first echelon.

Although it is the end.

However, he is one of the few magician players, coupled with the actual combat experience is not weak, although all aspects of skills have not reached the top, but he is also a very balanced and excellent player.

Secretly put a bunch of buffs on himself, and the weak chicken man slowly licked the evil old tree in front of him, eroding the opponent's body little by little, like an evil hunter playing with his prey that fell into the trap.

This slow knife cutting method fits the slime's eating habits, but it also makes the demons present feel a natural malice.

After being licked off by a quarter of his body, the evil old tree finally realized that it was wrong.

Although it has no wisdom, he has instinct.

Its instinct tells it that the slime in front of it is not something it can kill at all.

But before it could escape, the black chain emerged from the ground and wrapped around his body, making it immobile.

"Is it magic?" A magician couldn't help but exclaimed, "And it's the fourth level of magic? That slime is still a magician?"

"Did you rely on instinct to evolve the ability to cast a slime?" Another magician in a gorgeous robe laughed, "In three minutes, I want all the information of this slime master, I want to buy this Slime."

While all the demons were talking about this slime, Ms. Tyra finally turned her gaze to this slime.

She changed her posture, and the seductive mountain trembled, indicating that she had become interested in that slime.

"Interesting, the slime that can cast spells, what a bizarre existence. I am very interested in it. When it wins, I will arrange the next game for it."

She silently admired it for a few minutes.

Just when the evil old tree was about to be swallowed up, the owner of the evil old tree, a demon hurriedly found it.

He bowed to Ms. Tyra first, and then said softly: "Ms. Tyra, I implore you to stop that slime. I put a lot of effort into that evil ancient tree."

"What can you give me?" Ms. Tyra asked with a smile.

"Your favorite gift."

Taking the parchment handed by the devil, Ms. Tyra probably flipped through it, then turned her face back, and her white shoulders couldn't help but tremble.

"Very good, very interesting. I promise you."

After agreeing to the demon, Ms. Tyra stood up and said to the slime on the field: "The slime over there, I order you, follow my instructions and let the tree demon go."

Ms. Tyra is also a demon who has signed a restriction with the Demon God.

She once signed a restriction with the Demon of Language and gained "the ability to communicate with all things."

As long as she is willing, she can communicate with all physical substances, even if the other party does not have wisdom or even life.

With this ability, her voice immediately reached the weak chicken man's mind, allowing him to hear the other party's command.

"Anonymous user, that high-level NPC has given me an order. It is probably a hidden mission. How should I choose?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what you choose. It's up to you."

The weak chicken man raised his head, UU reading www.uukanshu.com looked at the person who made the sound.

Well, the apartment is good, it's my food.

So, when the weak chicken man was about to obey the other's orders, a local tyrant directly sent ten small TVs in seconds, and added a message: "Don't promise her!"

Looking at the ten small planes that flew past, the weak chicken man swallowed the tree demon without saying a word, and then burped contentedly.

Ms. Tyra was stunned.

She looked at the weak chicken man silently, a dangerous smile appeared on her face.

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