This Group of Players Are All Slimes

　　 Just when Lu Fan killed one of the main plotters, Martin also passed through the portal and came to a random location.

　　Although he was over a hundred years old, his movements when he landed were still light, like an elegant black cat.

　　 landed quietly and silently, he observed the surrounding environment at a very fast speed, and then disappeared into a shadow behind the stone pillar.

　　 shielded all his own breath, he disappeared completely into this environment like a drop of water that melted into the sea.

　　 waited silently for a dozen breaths, and confirmed that there was no hostility around him. Then he lifted the concealment and began to observe the surrounding environment.

　　 This is a spacious hall with a luxurious red carpet on the floor and beautifully framed paintings on the walls.

　　 After examining it for a moment, Martin nodded, knowing where he was.

　　He is in the High Lord's Mansion in Hammer City.

　　 Hanging on the wall is a portrait of Alsace. The lion-like appearance and the silver-white hair make this demigod with the nickname "Silver Master" extremely eye-catching.

　　 just wiped it on the table next to him. Martin looked at the dust on the white gloves and shook his head gently.

　　 Unqualified maid, a bit lacking in training.

　　 "I was actually teleported here, is Lord Ellie related to the disappearance of the magic stone?"

　　 After comparing the relationship between Lu Fan and Ai Li, and the relationship between Lu Fan and Magic Stone, Martin knew that if this was really done by Ai Li, then she would be dead.

　　 At this time, the empty hall is empty, but everywhere you can see the food, fireworks and various decorations prepared for the next ceremony.

　　 "Looks like it stopped in a hurry, do you want to abscond? No, it doesn't look like. The food has started to rot, and it should be a few days away. Did something go wrong here a few days ago?"

　　 And if you talk about magical power, Lord Eri and his magicians do have the power to steal all the magic stones unknowingly.

　　 However, in order to offend his backer for 210,000 magic stones, Martin felt that this was not like what a rational demon could do.

　　 Thinking of this, Martin snapped his fingers, and a sword made of thunder and lightning appeared in his hand.

　　 walked gently on the carpet, he was silent like a ghost, and the murderous aura all over his body was covered.

　　Moreover, his footwork is very special. Every movement when walking eliminates his own sense of existence, so that even if other demons see him, they have a certain probability to ignore his existence.

　　 Looking over from room to room, he finally found a living creature in a bedroom.

　　 A slime.

　　 As a qualified housekeeper, he clearly remembers the looks of all the slimes under Lu Fan, and he knows where he is good at. He is even more familiar than Lu Fan himself.

　　 The moment he saw this slime, he remembered the identity of the other party, the slime that could survive under his own thunder.

　　 take off his clothes.

　　 Only now, this slime's performance is not right.

　　 It was already thin with only one piece of leather left, but it was still staring at the empty chair in front of it earnestly, as if there was something extremely important there.

　　 "Illusory magic?" Martin said softly.

　　He is not a magician, but as a character with level 6 swordsmanship, he knows how to crack these magics.

　　Non-magic will have inherent disadvantages when facing a prepared magician, but any skill that reaches level 6 will be labelled "Holy" and step into a field that ordinary demons can't step into for a lifetime.

　　 In this field, the superb skill level gives them a variety of magical methods, some of which are not necessarily worse than magic.

　　 tapped his thunder sword lightly, the sword light composed of thunder and lightning began to tremble rapidly, and bursts of muffled sound like bursts of thunder broke out.

　　 Then, a loud thunder sounded in the ears of the undressed ears, and the penetrating thunder directly made the whole body stiff when undressed, and then slowly softened after a while.

　　 After regaining his consciousness, he looked at the empty chair in front of him in horror, then immediately jumped up and wiped a handful of it. He was stunned when he looked at the dust on the soles of his feet.

　　 "Phantom! When am I in the magic? I stared at a chair for a few days?"

　　 Looking back, he saw Martin standing on the side, and immediately judged based on the other party's outfit that the other party was the new butler of Demon King City, Mr. Martin.

　　 gently nodded towards the other party, took off his clothes and said politely: "Thank you, Mr. Martin. Did I get phantom magic?"

　　 "Yes, please think about it, when can you be sure that there is no illusion?" Martin replied skillfully in Chinese.

　　 It didn’t take long for him to learn Chinese from Wang Lang. For a Juggernaut, learning a new language is very easy.

　　 "Seven days ago, I was pretty sure."

　　 "What happened in the middle?"

　　 "Eliza."

　　 "That's it."

　　 Taking off his clothes and Martin are not fools, and the source of the anomaly has been determined in a few words.

　　 Thinking back to these seven days of observation, she shuddered when she took off her clothes.

　　 I thought I was observing in secret, but I didn't expect that he would have fallen into the opponent's trap a long time ago.

　　 I wasted seven days!

　　 When he thinks he is still in the dark, the other person may look at him like a clown, laughing with mockery from time to time.

　　 took a long breath, took off his clothes and immediately underwent a series of self-counseling treatments, so that he temporarily recovered from the shadow of failure.

　　 There is still more important work to do, not to sink.

　　 Beside him, Martin watched as he took off his clothes with satisfaction, and nodded in admiration.

　　 Failure is not terrible, but the terrible thing is the inability to come out.

　　 In the centuries, Martin knew countless people more genius than himself, but there are only a handful of demons who can finally reach the sanctuary.

　　Because he can bear failure.

　　 He has failed countless times, and every time he fails is something that makes the devil unhappy. This means that the past efforts have been in vain, and it means that the reality completely denies himself.

　　 But those things that can't kill us will only make us stronger.

　　 reached out his hand to take off his clothes, Martin smiled and said, "Are you ready? Let us join hands to serve Master Lu, Mr. Take off."

　　 "It is my pleasure, Mr. Martin."

Take off his clothes and hold Martin’s hand, like a stream of living water wrapped around Martin’s body, and finally swim to his neck~www.ltnovel.com~ stick to Martin’s neck, take off his clothes as close to Martin as possible: "I His special ability is intuition, but his fighting ability is not strong, I hope I can help you. When I feel wrong, I will knock you."

　　 "I remember." Martin smiled and nodded.

　　Walking in the empty High Lord's Mansion, Martin suddenly felt a smell of fate, which made him stop involuntarily and looked forward blankly.

　　As a swordsman, he can already vaguely feel the existence of the so-called fate.

　　As the butler of the demon king, he is searching for the missing magic stone and completing the task of the master.

　　As the grandfather of a young girl, he is looking for the murderer of his granddaughter.

　　 At this time, these two tasks are intertwined and point to the same goal. It is difficult for him to believe that this is just a coincidence.

　　Perhaps, this is my end...

　　 "Mr. Martin?" Martin stopped and asked questioningly when he took off his clothes.

　　 "It's okay." Martin shook his head, "Don't worry, I'm okay."

　　He is lying!

　　 took off his clothes and immediately noticed this, but he didn't say it.

　　 There is an unshakable determination hidden in the opponent, which cannot be dispelled by himself in a few words.

　　 hesitated for a while, took off his clothes or spoke: "Mr. Martin."

"what's up?"

　　 "I can resurrect indefinitely, so in the event of any danger, please abandon me decisively, there is no problem."

　　 "Okay, I see. Don't worry, I still have six goals, but there will be five left soon."

　　 patted the slime on his shoulder, and Martin strode forward.

　　 to meet my destiny.