This Group of Players Are All Slimes

That night, the editor did not get up.

As soon as the professor got on the editor's account, he found that the village chief's mother was ready.

Compared with the daytime, the current village head mother has completely changed.

Her original body has become unusually graceful, and under the black priest's robe is a snake-like body.

Not only has her weight changed, but even her age has changed. The village head mother, who was originally forty years old, seems to have turned twenty in an instant, and her wheat-colored skin exudes the luster unique to young people.

Seeing that the professor was looking at him, the village chief came over and put the editor's hand on her head: "Scared?"

"A bit."

The village chief laughed twice, then wrapped his burqa tightly and walked towards the small temple in the village.

The village chief has no electric light because the moon is very bright.

The bright moon is frightening, and the pale moonlight illuminates the entire town as if it were daytime.

The lights were turned off in every household, and there was no sound at all.

As the village chief walked towards the temple, the professor felt something approaching.

He subconsciously wanted to look back, but the village chief below him whispered, "Don't look back, just look ahead."

"Why are you looking for me?" the professor asked in a low voice.

"This is the will of the **** of balance."

The professor stopped talking.

Although the village chief said not to look back, the professor could still catch a glimpse of some strange, twisted shadows creeping out from under the door of each house and following behind the village chief.

They have no voice, no form, just a bunch of twisted shadows.

Walking into the temple, the professor found that it was also different from the daytime.

The temple during the day was just a simple pigsty, but now it has become a luxurious existence like a palace.

When he walked to the pulpit made of crystal, the village chief turned his head to let the professor see clearly what was in front of him.

On every chair sat believers, but they were not human beings, but shadows.

Looking at these shadows, the professor compared the forms of the villagers in the daytime, and then asked softly, "Are they all the shadows of the villagers?"

"Yes."

Then, the village chief began to pray.

Her prayers were exactly the same as during the day, with no difference in the details.

Listening to these prayers, the professor suddenly felt that someone was calling him.

Invoking the power of the nameless god, he directly gave himself the vision of a god, detached from the current existence, and then found that there was one more person in front of him.

Or rather, a god.

The other party is neither male nor female, neither old nor young, neither beautiful nor ugly, everything on his body is in a state of perfect balance, like a fulcrum in the balance.

"The **** of balance."

"It's me." The other party said in neutral words, "I'm sorry to invite you in this way, Professor. I should prepare some drinks, but I only have one believer, and I still need her to maintain the ceremony. "

"You see that I'm a professor?" The professor asked suspiciously.

"The gods can see a lot of things in their vision. Come on, let's talk. To be honest, you are famous among our gods."

"It shouldn't be a good name, is it?"

The **** of balance laughed: "Yes, a bad reputation. Almost all gods say you are a shameful thief, an accomplice of the evil king, the most murderous lackey, the greatest blasphemer. Your **** Learning has always threatened the existence of the gods, and the nameless **** you made is a weapon that may replace the gods in the future."

"You are the exception."

The **** of balance looked at the professor, as if he did not expect the other party's reaction to be so quick.

"Yes, I am the exception. I am the **** of balance, everything I do is to achieve balance, the power between man and **** is too great, so your appearance is an opportunity to balance the balance. So I thank you for coming."

The **** of balance sincerely bowed to the professor.

The professor shook his head indifferently and continued to ask, "Then why are you looking for me? Don't tell me, you are just expressing thanks?"

"No, and my knowledge."

The **** of balance stretched out his hand and lightly tapped the professor's head.

The huge amount of knowledge came in instantly. If the professor had not been backed by a powerful nameless god, he would have been driven mad by this knowledge.

Feeling this knowledge, the professor quickly read all the content and couldn't help shouting: "You are crazy! You actually fused with evil things yourself? And what is your relationship with Talitha?"

"I'm her god. Not just me, but a few gods and most demons are hers too."

The first-generation hero Talitha has been preparing to kill the gods outside the world, but she never expected to see one of her undercover agents here.

Although the God of Balance is under the command of Talitha, he has always questioned the existence of evil things. In order to verify the problem of evil things, he even merged with evil things in person to verify the nature of evil things.

This crazy move completely destroyed his own divinity, causing his priests to die tragically, and in the end there was only one village chief left.

However, this behavior is not meaningless. The God of Balance used his own divinity to figure out the most essential problem of evil things.

"As you can see, all evil things are a whole, but they have different changes after being cut into small parts. I think you should have understood that evil things are actually..."

"Outer God itself?"

"That's right." The God of Balance nodded.

Coming to this conclusion, the professor felt that it was all crazy.

Thinking of Talitha's current actions, the professor quickly asked: "That means, the weapon Talitha built is actually the Outer God himself? That Outer God isn't dead?"

"Death is just a concept that we can understand, and perhaps death does not exist for external gods. I have been unable to contact Talyssa, so I can only rely on you to pass this information out. I am about to I can't hold on anymore, that outer **** has been bewitching me, I..."

The words of the **** of balance stopped abruptly at this moment.

The village chief's ceremony is over at this moment~www.readwn.com~ Breathlessly stopped, the village chief said to the professor: "This is a special ceremony of the **** of balance, through the mutual balance of day and night to summon him Purpose, what did he say to you?"

"He's dangerous. Wait a minute, I'm calling someone. Resident, there's a patient here!"

A few seconds later, a long-range unconscionable sword Type III flew over and stuck on the ground beside the professor.

The portable replica dish was taken out from the inside, the professor opened the replica dish, poured hot water and waited for three minutes, and the resident doctor popped out of it.

The resident doctor who came out threw off the hot water from his body, and said dissatisfiedly: "Can't this thing be more humane? You can't save money like this."

"Tell the group of people in the design department."

"I will file a complaint tomorrow. Where is the patient?"

The professor paused, then asked, "Do you know how to operate on God?"

"Thank you for thinking about it!"