This Group of Players Are All Slimes

This mouth is so huge that it exceeds the area of ​​the first floor of the City of Sin and is closely connected to the bottom of the City of Sin.

It constantly opens and closes, and every time it opens and closes, it can absorb a large amount of material and transform these materials into itself, which is a part of Sin City.

It looks very gorgeous and perfect. It looks like the incarnation of all mothers, with pure and warm motherhood.

Just a mouth makes Satan leaves feel the infinite charm, but behind this charm is an inexplicable cold and fear from the depths of the soul.

This contradictory but unified feeling caused Satan Ye to scream, and his own sanity was quickly dissipating, almost driving him crazy.

"Weak chicken man, go to the spiritual fortress."

A yellow light wrapped the Satan leaves, and the warmth that permeated from the yellow light dispelled the severe cold behind the Satan leaves, making him feel much better immediately.

Don't look away, Satan Ye asked in a low voice, "What is that?"

"If I guessed correctly, it should be the mouth of the mother of all things." Lu Fan thoughtfully.

Satan Ye crazily recalled what he had learned in theology, and then lowered his voice and asked: "Is the mother of all things among the five gods created by the first demons at that time? How could his mouth appear here?"

"I don't know. A lot of the original history has been lost. We can't know everything. Leave that mouth alone. Where is Peter?"

The Ultimate Toolman weak Chicken Man immediately released his true eyes, then calmly pointed to a place and said, "There."

Turning his head, Lu Fan saw that a group of black matter composed of countless tentacles was slowly blending into the mouth of the mother of all things. There were exactly one hundred fallen people behind that were implicated by the tentacles, melting towards the mother of all things.

They still seem to be barely in human form, but octopus-like tentacles have emerged on their backs, and they look exceptionally disgusting at this time.

As they walked, they were still whispering unknown words.

Although I can't understand their language, I can still tell from the intonation and tone that it is extremely evil and extremely blasphemous language. The only purpose created by this language is to blaspheme everything in this world.

Seeing this scene, Lu Fan immediately thought of something and blurted out: "That's a ceremony of conferring gods, Peter is going to conferred gods!"

"Can a hundred people be able to confer a god?" Satan Ye cried out, "this **** is too cheap."

"Of course it's impossible in this world. The prerequisites are not met. But don't forget, this is a different world. The ghost knows how many evil things he swallowed, and then uses the power of evil things to begin to confine the gods."

"How did you know!"

"You will know if you see too much. Weak chicken man, don't care about firepower, attack with all your strength."

"receive."

The weak chicken man immediately turned on the automatic singing program, and more than ten arms were split into his back.

These arms intertwined and carried each other together, and coordinated with the weak chicken man's rapid speech rate, and instantly released seventeen times of the seventh layer of magic, dissociation technique.

The black light that can burn everything shoots out toward the troops not far away, and every black light carries an aura of destruction, breaking everything that it encounters on the way into the most basic particles.

The Seventeenth Dissociation Technique flew past, turning all the 100 people present into fly ash, and even the body of Peter in the middle was cracked and turned into a small core.

But it was precisely this core that resisted the weak chicken man's dissociation technique.

Although it was only the size of a pea, this core seemed to have a very special special design, causing the dissociation technique to be unable to break its outer shell, and it still slowly drifted towards the mother of all things.

In the process of fluttering, a large number of tentacles were generated from the core, after which it evolved into a hundred new people, and continued to sing the profanity.

"It's a bit bad," Lu Fan said with a frown, "Weak Chicken Man, can he increase his firepower?"

The weak chicken nodded blankly: "Yes. The eighth layer of magic needs to be used. It's a pity that I can't use it without the permission of any god."

Lu Fan stared at the weak chicken man with wide eyes, but he didn't expect that the other party had risen to this level silently.

The eighth layer of magic is already the realm of the gods. Without the permission of the gods, it is impossible for a magician to display the eighth layer of magic.

"No problem, the **** of dreams, come out and give permission!"

"calls me!"

As soon as the called dream **** came here, he was frightened back in an instant.

Hidden in Lu Fan's mind, he yelled frantically: "What are you doing, what are you doing! Why did you mess with that thing, and what is that thing?"

"Would you not look at it? Are you licking handsome guys with divine gazes!"

"I don't dare! That sense of presence alone makes me very scared, and how do you know that I'm licking you!"

"You really licked it! The **** of dreams, I'm going to hang you off the lighthouse when I go back!"

"I can go back and talk about it!"

"So, give the permission quickly, so that the weak chicken man can use the eighth level of magic!"

The **** of dreams quickly gave the weak chicken man a permission, and then immediately fled back to the country of dreams along the **** goblin, never daring to come out again.

The status of the mother of all things is even higher than that of the main god. The other party can be said to be part of the origin of this world. Just a look can make the **** of dreams, a weak **** like the **** of dreams, burst into death.

Although there is only one mouth left, the sense of existence is still in this mouth, making the **** of dreams feel like he is about to be swallowed up by the other party.

The weak chicken man who obtained the permission immediately began to chant.

Unlike the dissociation technique that Xinshou had performed 17 times before, the time he chanted this time was exceptionally long, and the time of waving his back arm was also exceptionally long.

After he finished casting, Lu Fan and Satan Ye obviously felt their bodies sink, but they immediately returned to normal.

But Peter's core, who is moving ahead, is not so well treated.

Peter in the air was broken into the core again, and then, the speed of this core became slower and slower, and finally stopped completely.

"What kind of magic is this?" Satan asked suspiciously.

"Time stops." The weak chicken man said calmly, as if he was only using something not worth mentioning, "and it's not over yet."

Another series of complex spells were spoken, and when the spell was finally completed, Satan Ye saw the core in front of him exploded.

Countless words burst out from this core, and each word represents a concept.

Unreal text fills the entire space, and it is constantly rotating ~www.readwn.com~ Each of them is exuding colorful black light.

Satan Ye had never understood what color the colorful black was, but he saw it this time.

This is the color that shouldn't exist in this world, it is the color that symbolizes the mighty power of the gods.

Surrounded by a large number of words, the weak chicken man stretched out his hand and touched one of the words.

Then crush it.

When the text was crushed, the text surrounding the air burst out with a sharp howl like a living thing, and then quickly converged.

They want to condense into the original shape again, but the words that lack a core can no longer accurately merge, they can only constantly change their bodies, forming one after another horrible and weird shape.

In the end, Peter's body completely turned into a pile of mud, allowing the air to make up for the disgusting stench.

Covering his nose, Satan Ye looked at Peter's body: "Did you succeed?"

"Failed, let's go quickly."

Jumping on the weak chicken man's back, Lu Fan pointed to the top and shouted: "Go, go back soon!"

Satan Ye also jumped up and asked suspiciously: "Why failed? I think Peter died quite peacefully."

"Did you forget, that guy is immortal."

As they ran upwards quickly, the rotten flesh whose core was destroyed shuddered.

Afterwards, a hundred mouths were opened on the rotten meat, and the profanity sounded again.

In the blasphemous sound, this mass of rotten meat continued to move towards the mouth of the mother of all things, slowly and firmly eaten by this mouth, and then merged with it.

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