This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"Praise the **** of sacrifice, praise the **** of sacrifice!"

The simple thatched hut was empty, and almost everything was sacrificed to the **** of sacrifice by the owner here, leaving only the thatched hut full of holes.

But the owner here is not satisfied.

She knelt in front of the high-priced statue of the **** of sacrifice, prayed frantically, then picked up the kitchen knife beside her, and slowly walked to the chair behind her.

There, a little girl was tied to a chair, tears streaming down her face.

"Mom, I'll be a good boy, I won't be naughty, I won't ask where Dad is, please, change back to the original mother!"

A strange laugh came from the mother's throat.

The mother tilted her neck, stared at her daughter in front of her with wide eyes, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, there will be no pain soon. In the kingdom of the **** of sacrifice, we will live happily together forever. "

"Mom, don't, Mom!"

Along with the girl's miserable cry, the mother held the handle of the kitchen knife with both hands and raised the butcher's knife high.

Suddenly, her movements stopped.

There seemed to be something flashing in front of her eyes, and she couldn't see the content on it, but a certain concept had penetrated from the painting and was implanted in her consciousness.

Why should I sacrifice my daughter?

to reach the kingdom of God.

Does the Kingdom of God really exist?

You believe in it and it will exist.

Is the kingdom of God perfect?

Yes, it is as perfect as the sacrificial god.

Since the **** of sacrifice is so perfect, why does he want me to sacrifice my daughter? Why can't He directly invite His followers to the kingdom of God?

He is here to test you.

If He is perfect, why does He not know directly whether I am religious or not, but needs a test?

…

It was just a few small questions at first, but as reason recovered, dialectical thinking kept asking one question after another, and each question was more acute than the previous one.

As the problem continued to deepen, the deeply ingrained beliefs began to shake, the castle of belief collapsed, and the palace called reason rose again.

When he released his hand, the kitchen knife fell to the ground with a crisp landing sound.

The mother lunged at her daughter, holding the terrified daughter in her arms and crying.

"What did I do, what did I do!"

"Mom? Mom! Great, mom is back."

The influence of the Anti-Creed began to expand.

The awakened believers began to constantly question the creed of the God of Sacrifice. The doubts of one hundred thousand believers gathered into a huge force, and came to the Temple of the God of Sacrifice in an unimaginable way, and ruthlessly gave the sacrifice on the throne. The **** of sacrifice gave a slap in the face.

The God of Sacrifice, who was raided by this power, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of divine blood, then looked down, and said with a grim expression: "It's those slimes again! My attendants, kill them! Purify together with that town. !"

Twelve divine envoys appeared immediately.

They put on golden armor, mounted horses with flaming manes, and armed with weapons given by the **** of sacrifice, they jumped down from the realm of the gods, turned into meteors, and came to the kingdom of the north.

Extending the carbine, the leader of the divine envoy pointed to the land of the north on the ground, and shouted loudly: "This place has been polluted, purify them!"

"Purge them! For the glory of the God of sacrifice!"

Waving the carbine in their hands, the envoys turned into a burning sacrificial fire, and everything around them was sacrificed at this moment and turned into their own power.

Twelve flames rushed towards the northern kingdom in front of them, and even a single flame would completely destroy the town.

But just as they were about to arrive in the country of the north, a shell suddenly and accurately hit the leader of the gods. The impact of the explosion was not strong, but it was enough to deflect their orbits and slammed into a nearby mountain.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the entire mountain was sacrificed.

Just as the headed divine envoy stood up, a dagger appeared on his chest at a strange angle, penetrating him completely.

is gold.

This skilled treasure hunter quickly retreated after a successful blow, and at the same time quickly took off the sacrificial fire contaminated by his body to avoid himself being sacrificed.

And the envoy directly sacrificed the knife in his chest, and said disdainfully: "Mortal, your attack is not worth mentioning!"

Looking around, the envoy found that there were only three people blocking him, and two slimes were sitting beside the chariot playing cards.

This insult made the flames of the **** envoy even hotter.

"There are only three people, do you think that only three people can defeat us! I will sacrifice to the kingdom of God, devour you with endless flames, and let you enjoy endless anger."

The divine painter who was playing cards glanced at the divine envoy and said helplessly, "Are these guys' lines written by one person? Why is there nothing new?"

"What new ideas do you want?" The hypnotist played a card, "I'm Balala Little Demon Fairy, look at my Balala positive energy?"

"I think this can be done."

"Don't have this."

Facing the enraged angel, Jin disappeared again.

When he came back, the envoy had four more knives in his chest.

"How many times have you died?" the little boy asked narrowly.

"Thirteen times, this divine envoy is not very strong."

"I've only died seven times, and this envoy is indeed a bit of rubbish. Matthew, pray for the blessing of the nameless god, we have already figured out the strength of each other."

Mather immediately began to perform the ceremony, and the blessing of the nameless **** immediately arrived, filling their bodies with power.

A nameless **** with a mix of various vocations, and his blessings also have various effects.

With the blessing of the nameless god, the burly Matthew's muscles became more developed, and every muscle was full of strength.

Jin's figure is even more ethereal, and every time he looks at it, he will find that he seems to be everywhere and seems to be always in place.

Before the envoy headed by him could react, Mather appeared in front of the envoy, and a huge fist smashed into the envoy's face, smashing him and the warhorse under his crotch into meat sauce.

In the temple of the **** of sacrifice, a priest screamed and turned into powder, and all the damage suffered by the god's envoy was borne by the priest, so that the god's envoy could stand up unscathed.

"It's useless, as long as the priests exist, then we can be resurrected infinitely."

"We know." The little boy appeared with a grin, smashed the chest of the angel with a palm, and took out his core, "So, how many priests do you have that can be sent to death?"

This is a massacre.

A mortal massacre against an angel.

The envoys did not know that they were facing three people with the blessing of the editor and the nameless god. They thought that this time was also a victory tour, but what awaited them was a boundless nightmare.

Through the constant deaths, the trio have analyzed the abilities of the angels, their weaknesses and their tactics.

God made it impossible to sacrifice believers, because their own existence is already very high, and only priests can meet their sacrifice conditions.

Every time they died, it meant the fall of a priest.

When there are fewer and fewer priests, the anti-creed from the kingdom of the north will not be able to be stopped, directly affecting the **** of sacrifice in the temple and accelerating his fall.

After being destroyed hundreds of times, an angel was never reborn after being broken, but completely perished.

"It's impossible!" the headed divine envoy exclaimed, "It's only a hundred times, and we have many more priests!"

"That's because the **** of sacrifice gave up on you." Jin directly drew a wound on the angel's body, "He has already understood that you cannot defeat us, rather than letting you consume his priests here, it is better to directly Let go of you."

"How is that possible! We are the angels, the sword and shield of the **** of sacrifice, it is He..."

"Isn't it still a dog?"

Jin dodged the envoy's spear, and then stabbed the envoy's chest with a knife.

The gods who had no will to fight fled in a hurry, but the trio did not stop them.

There were only five divine envoys who survived, and even if they went back, they would not be able to help the fall of the **** of sacrifice.

Mather withdrew the blessing.

The long battle didn't make him too tired. After all, the blessing of the nameless **** can continuously provide energy, so that he can fight for another three days without any problem.

But after three days, it was miserable, and then it was necessary to take a day off before continuing to operate. After all, this blessing is to forcibly stimulate potential, and will not generate power out of thin air.

"I'm going to consolidate the connection between these believers and the **** of sacrifice. After that, I will hold a mass and directly attack the body of the **** of sacrifice. What about you?"

"protect you."

"Same."

"Then let's go and continue our mission."