This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Jin's head soared into the sky, rolled in the air and then fell, the blood from the broken neck shot up to the sky under the strong pressure of the heart, forming a **** fountain.

Even though the people present were basically wicked people, they had never seen such a disagreement directly drawing a knife.

In the screams of a group of people, the world in front of Jin gradually blurred, and finally turned into chaos.

"Then it's time to show my abilities."

Hearing this familiar voice, Jin Meng woke up.

Touching his neck subconsciously, Jin found that his head was still on his neck.

The people around didn't seem to see the scene when they died, and they were all looking at the editor in front of them seriously.

At this moment, the editor shot.

Everything seemed to be the previous replay, and he watched his head fly up and return to chaos.

"Then it's time to show my abilities."

Hearing this voice for the third time, Jin already had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

Before the opponent released his sword glow, Jin had already rushed towards the editor, pulling out the dagger from under the cloak while running, and throwing it towards the slime in front of him.

Facing Jin's dagger, the editor's hand directly bit the dagger in the air and spit it aside.

Only then did the people around him react.

They swarmed up and pressed Jin below, their limbs and head were pressed to the ground, unable to move.

"Jin, I misread you." The little boy said sadly, "I know those slimes are annoying, but don't come in public."

"not me……"

It was only then that Jin realized that the others did not see the scene when he was killed.

In their eyes, they were just a lunatic who suddenly exploded and attacked the commander, so no matter how much they argued, it was useless.

"Okay everyone, don't be so nervous."

The editor jumped down and came to Jin and asked, "What am I going to do?"

"...You're going to chop my head off with that sword."

"Yes, that's what I thought. So how many times have you been hacked?"

"Twice, this is the third time."

"Very good, very talented. Let him go. Can you tell others about your guesses about my ability?"

The others looked at each other, then released their hands at the command of the editor.

Jin, who sat up, moved his arms, took the money bag stolen by the other party from the little boy, and said slowly, "Is it reset?"

Then in their eyes, they are a criminal who suddenly attacked slime.

"No, it's a possibility. People face countless possibilities every day, and one of them happens to be that you were killed by me. But you have signed a restriction with me, and you will see the most likely way of dying before you die. Obtain this method of death. So in your opinion, you seem to have been reincarnated three times. But in our opinion, you just suddenly rose up and attacked me."

Let Jin stand up, and the editor continued: "This special skill is a special skill that combines my psionic weapon, my artifact, and the magic of the unknown god. It also uses what we got from Sin City. The evil thing is a very counter-intuitive but very useful thing."

Kim recalled how it felt, and then asked: "I probably understand, what I see is how I die. It can only end if I really avoid it. But I have a problem, if I still can't find a way out. method, then what will happen?"

The editor nodded his head: "Too much information can't be processed by the brain, and it will be steamed in the end. So I can guarantee that my subordinates will never die on the battlefield, they will only kill themselves. Hey, you guys Why don't you laugh, I have prepared this joke for a long time."

"You are the only pervert who can laugh." The little boy whispered.

"Okay, it's fine if you don't laugh. Everyone pay attention, everyone will rectify and set off now."

"So fast!" the little boy shouted in disbelief, "Didn't you say you will leave after three days of rest?"

"We are a special mobile group, and the soldiers are very fast, and it doesn't make much sense for you to rest without rest, just follow me directly."

All were caught directly onto transportation.

This vehicle is a special kind of demon and one of the special technologies of slimes.

This kind of demon is a brand-new existence that combines machinery, houses, plants and creatures. From the appearance, it is a fortress covered with tracks, and under the shell inscribed with various runes is the flesh and blood of creatures.

Because of its multiple characteristics, this thing can also continuously improve its level and evolve.

"Take care of this thing, the price of this thing is higher than all of us." The editor jumped on the chariot and shouted, "Well, who died just now, raise your hand?"

A tall, thin, skinny man raised his hand: "Me. I was eaten by this chariot just now because I touched it."

"The chariot of flesh and blood is very slender, why are you so rude? Before entering, you have to approach carefully, speak nicely to the other party, and win the favor of the other party with a nice tone, so that you can enter smoothly. Okay, your first mission It is to gain the favor of the chariot, it is your best partner."

"I didn't expect my first task to be... well, I just died." The little boy raised his hand helplessly, "I know, I know, can't I please?"

And just like that, in the editor's special operations team, the first interesting sight appeared.

Thirty villains gathered around a majestic chariot and kept saying good things. They carefully wiped off the marks on the chariot body with water, and whitened the chariot with polishing agent. The process was more serious than that of his wife.

After finally gaining the trust of the chariot, the group discovered that this thing is troublesome and troublesome.

The fusion of multiple creatures allows the Flesh Chariot to be replenished in any way, as long as it does not fall into the void, then it can be quickly replenished and re-run.

The regenerative armor makes the chariot extremely durable, recovers quickly even after a major blow, and returns to the battlefield immediately after eating.

Moreover, the opponent is essentially a living creature like a little boy, which allows the opponent to perform actions that are difficult for ordinary chariots to do~www.readwn.com~ and constantly improve their own strength.

The more they learned, the more awe-inspiring the group became.

This kind of method is unheard of even by the gods, and this kind of miracle that transcends biology can only be done by these crazy slimes.

However, the stronger the chariot, the more arduous the next task can be felt. Coupled with the special skills of the editor, everyone who participated in the war felt that this was an extremely bumpy journey.

Inside the chariot, a group of people silently thought about possible missions, and finally someone couldn't help but ask: "Editor, what are we going to do?"

"Help the chariot level up, and by the way disrupt the supplies from the pseudo-demon king. You also know that the group of walking corpses are basically transported by the priests of the gods from all directions, so we need to kill these priests, bad luck. We will have a fight with those gods who have slipped through the net. Some demon gods are also within our reach, and we will beat up gods anyway."

"Beat the good ones, run over the bad ones, it's that simple."

The people in the chariot looked at the editor silently, and I don't know who was the first to sigh: "Isn't this the killing of a god?"