This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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The endless nightmare is still circulating.

Lucifer sat up from the bed again and again, and was killed by demons in various ways again and again.

At first, his heart was filled with fear.

He has resisted, begged for mercy, and ran away.

But after discovering that it was of no avail, he chose to accept it.

After repeating it thousands of times, his heart became numb.

He mechanically endured these painful injuries, numbly letting the other side torture him, as if he was eating normally.

After repeated tens of thousands of times, he could completely ignore these injuries, and there was no disturbance in his heart.

After not knowing how many times he repeated it, he numbly sat up from the bed, ready to accept a new reincarnation.

But suddenly, an idea came out of his heart.

Why!

Why should I be bullied here because of my origin!

Why should I be involved in an inexplicable place!

Why should I be tortured by these things!

Once the flame of anger is ignited, it can no longer be extinguished.

The extra emotions have been tortured and smoothed out, leaving only the anger that just burned in his heart.

Clenching his fist, he slapped at the slime in front of him, and then unsurprisingly, he was bitten off by half of his arm, and then dragged into the iron maiden.

The violent pain hit, not only did not let his anger go out, but it got worse and worse.

anger!

anger!

Lucifer, who got up on the bed again, roared like a beast, and rushed towards the slime who had attacked him.

The cycle continues.

Lucifer, who ignited the flames of anger, completely surrendered himself to anger.

Millions of reincarnations have begun.

In the first ten thousand times, he was still crushed and tortured like a weak chicken.

In the first 100,000 times, he felt that he had mastered a new power, which could be continuously improved under the promotion of anger, making him stronger in every reincarnation.

At the millionth time, he felt that his new power had risen to the limit, and even transformed into a part of his body, allowing him to exert almost endless power here.

After the eighth million times, he finally killed all the demons in the dream.

Lucifer, covered in demon blood, stopped.

He felt that there were no demons around.

But his anger is always there, always at the top, making him anxious to continue to vent his anger.

He cast his eyes to the deepest part of the nightmare.

The new killing has begun.

I don't know how long it took, Lucifer woke up.

After waking up, he felt that his mind was at a loss, and it took him a long time to realize that he had returned to reality.

By his side, the **** painter was motionless and did not attack him.

It was pitch black outside the window, but the ink-stained sky gradually turned white, heralding the arrival of a new day.

He left the nightmare.

His anger gradually subsided, and the forgotten feelings were found back silently, making him almost cry.

Lucifer, who had survived the catastrophe, let out a sigh of relief, and then heard the door opening.

"So, are you a little too greedy?"

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, Lu Fan looked at An Jie'er with his head down in dissatisfaction.

"It doesn’t matter if you’re outside, the weapon room, the training ground, and the arena too. Even if you do it during the day, you have to drag me around at night. You think it’s done by riding on the devil Was it fun to go there?"

"I think it's quite fun." Anjieer said with satisfaction, "Next time I go to the top of the church and do it."

"I give you a chance to take back your epitaph."

"Do it a few more times, anyway, it's a game for you, the devil. Ah, Lucifer, are you awake? Why is your hair all white?"

Lucifer looked at Lu Fan and An Jie'er who came in blankly.

Then he lay back on the bed.

The nightmare continued.

He is not awake yet.

after an hour.

In the cafeteria of the college.

Lucifer, who was white-headed overnight, told all of his experience.

After listening to Lucifer's narrative, Lu Fan looked at the evil coin that Lucifer pushed over and determined that it should be the cause.

"This is an evil coin. It usually appears after the evil is killed, but I don't understand why this happened."

Picking up the coin, Lu Fan felt that the coin seemed a little heavy.

This sense of weight is not embodied in its quality, but contains a strong force of the nature of the law, which makes it appear a little heavy.

Just as Lu Fan was thinking about whether to take this coin to dive, to see if this thing had anything to do with the law level, An Jie'er apologized, then picked up his sword and went to participate in the assessment.

In the canteen, only Lu Fan, the **** painter in a hangover state, and Lucifer with white hair were left.

If it was before, then Lucifer would be shivering now, and dare not say a word in front of the devil.

However, having experienced the baptism of endless nightmare, and even mastered the miraculous power, he felt full of courage.

After all, in the nightmare, he killed the opponent how many times.

Facing Lu Fan, he slowly ate the breakfast from his plate, and then looked directly at Lu Fan: "Devil, how did you see An Jie'er?"

"A trusted comrade."

"Then what did you force An Jie'er to do last night!"

"I am on the forced side."

"Really? I'm sorry. No, it doesn't matter! The important thing is that humans and demons will not have results. Do you want to see Anjieer become a fallen one? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"I wonder if a demon king doesn't have to have a conscience."

"Ah, what you said is right...it doesn't matter!"

"You mentioned your conscience first." Lu Fan frowned and said, "And I think your voice is a bit loud."

"The size of the sound depends on my own strength. I have mastered a wonderful power in the nightmare. Look, this is my new power."

Later, Lucifer showed the power he gained in the nightmare.

Seeing Lucifer surrounded by the blue light, Lu Fan was puzzled, and then showed his psychic abilities.

"Aren't you psychic? Haven't you been in touch before?" Lu Fan asked suspiciously.

"What? This is psionic? I never knew it!"

"And this isn't that amazing. God painter, show him."

The **** painter in the hangover subconsciously developed psionic energy.

Seeing the psionic power in the opponent, Lucifer was stunned.

I have to say that Lucifer does have potential that he doesn't even know.

Able to resist in endless reincarnation, UU reading www. uukanshu.com even created a set of his own psychic practice, which is enough to prove that he is even better than he thought.

But this excellence needs to be compared with whom.

If his psychic energy is a pond, then Lu Fan's psychic energy in front of him is like a vast ocean, which can be swallowed casually.

Feeling the other party's psychic energy, Lucifer closed his mouth and sat down carefully.

Am I really awake?

Infinite questions arose in Lucifer's heart.

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