This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"Why?" Julia looked at Satan Leaf suspiciously.

"Being a spokesperson for the gods means a lot of risk, especially in this day and age, where you're likely to be targeted by a lot of surprises."

"Is this the truth?" Julia continued to ask.

Satan Ye gritted his teeth and continued after a while: "And...that is...you are my friend, and I don't want a big gap between us."

"Is that all you have to say?"

"I……"

"I see. I'm a priest of the **** of love, so I need to make a choice that fits my identity. Lord of the **** of love."

"I'm here." said the phantom of the **** of love.

"I refuse. I have someone else I have to be with."

The unexpected choice made everyone present stunned for a moment, but the God of Love showed a wry smile that he knew so well.

"Hey... I know that my priests are unreliable, but this is the right choice for them. Forget it, it doesn't matter if there is no spokesperson, and it doesn't matter if there is no **** of love in this world for a while. Make the real more illusory, make the real more real, make the pure more pure, and make the nasty more nasty.”

"I like the last blessing." Ron on the side whispered, "The succubus I like will be even more succubus."

"I'm going to sleep, my priesthood has almost been plundered, and I must go to the final sleep. I will throw my wandering city into the sea of ​​blood, and I hope to see you later."

Before leaving, the God of Love paused, and then said to everyone: "I don't like watching too ambiguous love stories recently, so I'll give a blessing to everyone present. You can only get it if you admit your heart frankly. happiness."

"What a joke, take this **** blessing back!" Satan Ye hurriedly shouted.

The God of Love smiled, the huge phantom disappeared without a trace in the temple, and the sanctity of the temple also dissipated.

Julia looked lonely above her head, feeling that the once gods' attention was no longer there.

This sudden sense of loss made her heart empty, but looking at Satan Leaf next to her, she felt that her choice was correct.

Holding Satan Ye's hand, she continued to ask, "Have you finished what you were going to say just now?"

"Um... no."

"I'm not a priest now, so I need a suitable profession to keep me here. Which profession do you think is better?"

"...how about my wife?"

"Is this a marriage proposal?"

"……Ok."

"Then I promise."

The mad little policewoman who heard the news stared at the two people who were throwing dog food, and pushed the person next to them to take off their clothes in dissatisfaction: "Look at people, if you are so active, our children can come and play games."

"I've already taken the initiative." Taking off his clothes and covering his face, he said.

"When?"

"A lifetime."

In order to escape this chaotic era, many gods chose to sleep.

They escaped from this chaotic age by escaping this chaotic age by escaping into their own artifact, throwing themselves into the sea of ​​blood and hiding in that mysterious place.

In order to search for these artifacts, Trin and Blackstone found the professor and came up with their own plan.

"We are going to search for these artifacts in the sea of ​​blood." Cui En said to Angel. "Our treasure hunters are very experienced in searching for treasures, so we hope that this task can be handed over to us."

"Do I need to take Sin City with me?" the professor asked.

"It would be great if we could. Of course, we need one more person, Miss Luna. You know, most treasure hunters already regard Luna as an idol, so we need her to guide us."

The professor listened to Trien's plan, but he recalled the first time he came to Sin City.

The binding force of time and fate is manifested here at this moment, making him understand that this decision is necessary.

"Okay, I approve. You still need a captain, so I'll send Boss Duran over there."

"Huh? Can he? Forget it, you can say yes. Are there any other arrangements?"

"Yes, take this latest Angel puppet and give it to Luna, you will use it later."

Watching Cui En leave in confusion, the professor had the feeling of Zhuge Kongming.

Maybe, Brother Kong Ming is also a traveler from the future.

This group of people is destined to never return. They will leave a stronghold in the blood sea and provide services for the blood sea devil and the resurrection of Zeratan.

And Zelatan's resurrection will lay the foundation for the future, and everything will become a certainty in the future.

The past, the present, the future... These things are entangled in this moment, turning into a vague but interesting existence.

"Goodbye, Trien, Blackstone, and the future female city lord."

The day before Spring Day, Sin City left.

This magnificent tower-shaped city left the city of hot springs, flew to the location of the blood sea that had been discovered, and would take root there, and then began to search for various artifacts.

Boss Duran is also in Sin City.

He looked at the magician beside him suspiciously: "I said I couldn't sail the boat, why did they let me be the captain?"

"Maybe your son will." The magician touched his lower abdomen, "Maybe it's the grandson, who knows?"

"Why are you touching your belly?"

"Imagine how big my belly would be now if you took the initiative."

"What will I do if I take the initiative, answer me, old friend."

"Shut up, you bastard!"

On the day of the Spring Festival, all wars were completely stopped, and even the false demons rarely stopped the offensive of walking corpses and gods, giving everyone a rare vacation.

People buried the dead and began to greet the festival with joy.

At the same time, the game between the God of God and the God of Truth has come to an end.

"This game is a little more interesting than I thought." God said with a smile.

On the chessboard in front of them, the message of the Lord of God has come here, and the message of the Lord of the Truth has only gone one percent.

The Lord God of Truth looked indifferently at the chessboard in front of him~www.readwn.com~ and found that the gap between them was bigger than himself and the Lord God of War.

The opponent is playing the game with the mentality of the game, and he has tried his best.

Abandoning the last struggle, He said to God, "I have one more request."

"Your request is a bit too much. But as a reward for keeping me from being boring during this time, I can think about it."

"Keep my eyes, I want to see you go to the end."

"Can."

With the words full of power, the body of the Lord of Truth quickly dissipated, leaving only the crystal eye on the forehead quietly placed opposite the God of God.

Putting his eyes next to the chessboard, God looked at the situation on the chessboard and said to himself, "The original chessboard has been destroyed, it's time to add some new ways to play. How about bringing some of the Forsaken back?"

After groping for a while among the old chess pieces, He took out Zeratan and some forgotten chess pieces and placed them on the chessboard.