This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Thousands of layers of folded space appeared in front of the first generation, allowing him to quickly hide in the folded space and take a breath.

But after just a few minutes of rest, the indestructible folding space was chopped up, and the young man with fiery red hair jumped out of the broken space gap like a flame, followed by thirteen sword saints.

As soon as they met, the opponent's sword glow collided with the blood-red mist on the first generation's body, quickly canceling each other out.

In the end, the sword glow is stronger.

These Juggernauts headed by 3l are all the top powerhouses of the Juggernaut Society, and each of them has been immersed in the eighth-level swordsmanship for a long time, and has nothing but swordsmanship.

This incomparably pure practice turned them into the sharpest swords, and launched a never-ending hunt for the first generation in the special space created by this nameless god.

"so troublesome."

The people of the first generation who were chopped up by the sword glow directly turned into blood mist and disappeared again, gathering strength and preparing for the next chase.

In the corner of the space, he took a few breaths, and then began to think about how long he had been hunted.

Three days, three months or three years?

It seems that these sword saints do not need to practice cultivation, and their energetic ones are even ashamed of themselves. That guy named Lucifer has the power to shatter space. From the other side, the first generation felt a peculiar aura, an aura that also came from the gods.

"When I was imprisoned by the gods, what new tricks did those old immortals come up with?"

After breathing for a while, the first generation suddenly felt that this seemed abnormal.

How does the other party see you?

Why can they keep track of me?

Why are they getting more and more familiar with my abilities and attacking more and more?

There is something wrong with this space!

At first he just thought that this crisscross space was just a visual effect, but now that I think about it, the feeling of this space is also a little weird.

Leaning on a position in the space, he quietly swept over, and sure enough, he found a set of numbers in a very secret place.

(11313, 11445, 32339)

(What does this number mean? There is also a group next to it. The first number has become 11457, and the others have not changed... So it is, is this the coordinate! I understand.)

Rubbing his eyes, the first generation carefully adjusted the shape of his eyes, and the pupil in the middle turned into a dragon-like vertical pupil in a short time.

Looking at it again, he found that there were countless tiny particles floating in the space, like spores everywhere.

The uninterrupted light flew out along these spores, like a stream of light, blooming with brilliant colors.

(These lights are very regular, but why?)

After carefully observing these lights, the first generation suddenly found that the situation was not right.

The amount of light has increased.

Then, the space around him was shattered, and the guy named Lucifer shattered the space and killed the first generation.

Once again smashed, reassembled and escaped.

But this time, a faint smile appeared on the face of the first generation.

He got it.

He knew why the other party could find him so quickly.

Then the next step is to be careful dormant, and then fight back!

In the center of the gods' realm, he took off his clothes and sat in the temporary headquarters, carefully observing every video of the chase.

Camilla was also standing beside him.

Although she was very worried about her brother's safety, she was still amazed by the skills of these slimes.

"How did you see the whereabouts of the first generation?"

"Video equipment, using ghost signals. Didn't you realize that we have grown a lot of mushrooms here, this is to increase the concentration of ghost spores. The first generation cannot escape this field, and every time he folds the space, he is only on the existing space. Make changes, so the concentration of ghost spores will soon reach a usable level, and then attach to him and determine his true location through the surrounding axes."

"They have been chasing and killing for seven days, don't those swordsmen need to rest?"

"I got some inspiration from Martin, and then asked Wolong and Fengchu to make a batch of double-headed ogre elixir. This batch of medicine allows them to recycle the left and right hemispheres, and there is no problem without sleeping. The strange doctor Black Jack , have you finished reading the new pictures?"

"It's over." The strange doctor Black Jack rubbed his sore eyes, "The latest wounds have been thrown to 100%, are you sure there are no new wounds?"

"No, whether it's ours or the first generation."

"Then I'm sure that the immortality of the first generation is not biological, but dimensional. He is a projection of another dimension, so he can't be killed no matter what."

Camilla looked at the strange doctor Black Jack in confusion: "Can you explain it?"

"Such a simple question... Forget it, let me explain it to you."

I have to say, it looks good and can mix well anywhere.

Hanging a dim light lantern, the strange doctor Black Jack blocked the light of the lantern, then pointed to the shadow he dragged out and asked, "Can you hurt me by attacking my shadow?"

"How can this be!"

"The same is true of the first generation. Now he is just a projection of his existence in high dimensions, and ordinary means can hardly hurt him. In addition to high-dimensional projections, he also has virtual reality transformation, blood fog, fast learning, and being used by us. Special skills such as restricted gods."

Various skills made Camilla on the side feel a sense of despair when she heard it. The fear of low-dimensional facing high-dimensional was directly reflected on her face, and she couldn't help crying for her brother's fate.

But he took off his clothes and just sighed: "Interesting experimental record. Unfortunately, the choir outside can't last for too long. Otherwise, more skill information can be collected. Professor, get up."

The professor, who was sleeping soundly in a pile of papers, got up and said, "Have dinner?"

"Working!"

The professor wiped his saliva and muttered, "So it's like sleeping three hours a day. How did my graduate students survive?"

"...You weren't killed because your students were too kind."

The professor yawned and walked to the statistics of the strange doctor Black Jack, and looked at all the contents one by one.

Finding a piece of paper and a pen, he scribbled a scribbled formula on the blackboard, and then said, "No, the most crucial skill hasn't appeared."

"What skill?"

"Space jumping, according to my calculations, demigods must have this skill to achieve the purpose of space movement. Simply put, our world is actually composed of countless small dimensions, but demigods can jump between these small dimensions. , I can only limit this through the nameless god, but don't know how he does it."

"So you want to know this skill?"

"Well, it won't work without this. If you try harder, I'll go to sleep for another ten minutes."

Camilla, who was on the side, watched for a long time, and then hesitantly asked: "Wait a minute, I want to ask, can you ... kill the first generation at any time?"

"That's right." He took off his clothes and nodded calmly, "It's actually very easy to kill him, I have three methods myself, and the number of people who use them is much less than now, plus a little reserve materials will do. ."

"Then why..."

"We need to collect information on the skills of the first generation, so we have delayed it until now. And...

"and?"

"That's Bilos' body. He can still be saved."

Hearing this simple answer, Camilla burst into tears instantly.

Brother, your friend is really nice.

Taking off his clothes, he glanced at Camilla, and then continued to observe the movements of the first generation on the screen.

Killing the First Generation was not too difficult, but the work required to save Bilos was more difficult than imagined.

Looking at the first generation on the screen, he took off his clothes and gave the final order.

"There are only three days left. Then I will open the barrier and use the star cannon. At that time, everyone will be evacuated, the slime will be on standby, and the others will only have one second to leave."

When he gave the order, everyone heard the sound of **** from their ghost system, and then responded in a low voice: "Understood."

(I got it too.)

The first generation who monitored the ghost system said with a smile in his heart.