This Group of Players Are All Slimes

When Talitha fell, the whole world mourned.

Mourning also means the hero's departure, and mourning her death has almost no value.

The weapon that she had spent half the world forging shattered directly, turned into meteors, and fell to this world together with her body, as if snowflakes melted into the icefield, leaving only a pale silence in the end.

Above the temples, in the main temple.

The God of Truth still closed his eyes, and the sapphire-shaped eyes on his forehead saw everything in his eyes.

He saw his unintelligible leader rush towards the almighty existence and fall into a spot of light in an instant.

How bright!

how stupid...

She should have had a better way to deal with God, but she chose the worst way.

But the Lord God of Truth also understands that, in fact, the best method is not so good.

It was as if a nest of ants were discussing how to deal with the ancient dragon in the sky. No matter how well-planned they made and how vast the ant colony was completed, there was still nothing they could do in the face of the ancient dragon.

They are ants.

The Lord God is no exception.

The Lord of Fear stood beside the Lord of Truth and gently held the Lord of Truth's hand: "Teacher, what shall we do next?"

"Are you afraid of death?"

"If you are on the other side of death, then I have nothing to fear."

"Then come with me, like a warrior to the end. God has long known that we are Talitha's god, and He has kept us until now just for fun. Lord Talyssa's death has made this game a dead end. At the end of the day, we have no value to exist anymore.”

"I understand."

Reach out, the origin belonging to the Lord of Fear manifests at this moment, and eight blood-red weapons with sharp forks at both ends appear in the hands of the Lord of Fear.

The Lord God of Truth opened his eyes directly, and the dark eyes were filled with radiant truth, and the light of truth was constantly released.

Going directly to the temple of the gods, some of the gods are still revelling here, they have lost their dignity as gods, and under the poison of stupidity, they have turned into beasts who only know how to pursue pleasure.

"I haven't seen you, is it a new god?" The **** of alcoholism and celebration walked up drunk and said to the Lord of Fear, "Let's have fun with me, let's..."

Before he finished speaking, he split in two from the middle.

Stepping on the golden blood, the Lord of Fear waved the weapon in his hand, and every wave would bring huge casualties.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the entire pantheon fell silent.

There were broken corpses everywhere, and the gods who remained here were washed by the most blunt violence, and none of them survived.

Standing in the blood of God, the fearful Lord God threw away the blood of God on the weapon in his hand, and asked respectfully, "What's next?"

"Go find those guys who haven't lost their minds, and kill them one by one."

At this time, the flame was burning, and the Lord God of War, one of the twelve main gods, came here in his heavy chariot and shouted to the two main gods of truth and fear: "What are you doing, are you crazy!"

"No, just doing the very right thing."

"The Lord of Truth, you are indeed crazy. I have always wanted to duel with you to see if your truth is important or my war is great."

Driving his own black chariot, the Lord of War rushed directly to the Lord of Truth.

The space was torn apart, the entire God Realm was trembling, and the supreme existence finally showed its full power and rushed towards the truth.

But the more he moved forward, the smaller and smaller he felt, and when he came to the Lord God of Truth, he found that he was already a mote-like existence.

The Lord of Truth is the head of the twelve Lords of God, but the Lord of War has never considered himself weaker than the other.

Violence is justice, and war is everything. All conflicts can be resolved by war.

But today, He found himself seeing something that could never be resolved with war.

In the face of truth, war is really too small.

The Lord of Truth, who is aloof, still looks indifferent, just like the truth. He's always there and doesn't change because of anything.

Ignoring the shivering Lord God of War, the Lord God of Truth ordered the Lord God of Fear to continue the slaughter, and he moved forward along the path Talitha had walked, all the way to the God of God.

Saluting this supreme being, the Lord of Truth said softly, "I've come to see you, Lord God."

"You're the third one."

God, God, played with a pair of wings in his hand.

The pair of wings are so thin, as if transparent light is constantly jumping between the fingers of the gods.

The Lord God of Truth recognizes the pair of wings.

Those are the wings of the perfect Lord God.

The other party is also Talitha's subordinate. After Talitha's fall, he directly launched a suicide attack on the gods, but there was no suspense in the ending.

"Although I have seen it many times, the wings of the Lord of Perfection are always so beautiful. Is there something wrong, the Lord of Truth."

"I'm here to challenge you."

"I accept."

"I have one more condition. I don't want you to interfere with other things until our battle is over."

The eyes of the gods fell down, and just one glance had an unparalleled weight, causing the fear of the gods who were slaughtering the gods to stagnate instantly.

"Your props are destroying my toys, but I don't really care. May I ask why you slaughtered the gods? Although I already know, I'm still looking forward to hearing a different answer."

"For truth, for freedom. Although it may be useless, I still hope to get rid of the cancer of these worlds as much as possible."

God God yawned: "It's still the same reason~www.readwn.com~ I know you have a good relationship with the Lord God of Liberty, but it's the same reason every time, and I'm a little tired of it. But challenge this It's the first time I've seen something. In order to reward you, I agree to your request. Tell me, what are you going to challenge?"

"Let's play chess. Let's play chess with the ether of the whole world as chess."

"It's interesting, what about the rules?"

"Use the two most distant ethers as chess pieces to interfere with the surrounding things, and then interfere with us. Whoever transmits the information to the chessboard first will win."

"Well...I see, then, let's get started."

The Lord God of Truth knows that he has no possibility of victory.

All he has to do is to let the time drag on a little longer, so that the Lord of Fear can slaughter as many gods as possible.

Before sitting on the opposite side of the chessboard, he glanced down and glanced at the devil who abides by the iron rules.

I leave everything to you, comrade-in-arms I have never met.