This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Seth laughed frantically: "But what can you do now in this situation? This is a toxin that can be contaminated by the gods, what can you do?"

Satan Ye stared at Seth, and squeezed out an ice-like voice from the depths of his throat: "Why?"

"How could you ask such a boring question." Shadow swayed disdainfully, "You have brought order, and ignorance means chaos. We are born opposites. Why do you ask me to do such a thing?"

"Ron!"

A large amount of holy light slanted down and directly illuminated Seth's body, completely purifying Seth who was laughing wildly.

Seth's frenzied laughter echoed in the empty temple until it was destroyed by the Holy Light.

A large number of priests came quickly and were completely speechless when they saw the scene at the scene.

The toxin of stupidity drove everyone into complete madness. The entire dance hall turned into a madhouse-like scene. Everyone was screaming, laughing, or attacking the people around them.

Ron and Satan Ye hugged their partners tightly, and the flames of hatred flashed in their emotionless eyes.

The destroyed Seth was sent directly into the river of blood, ready to wash away everything and escape into reincarnation, but a giant hand full of skeleton ornaments descended from the sky, stretched into the river of blood, and took Seth's soul directly. come out.

When Seth regained consciousness, he found himself standing in front of an incomparably huge demon god.

Seth did not have any surprises in this situation, bowed his head respectfully and said, "Salute to you, the great devil of death."

"Crazy guy." The demon **** of death on the throne stopped his head with his hand and stared at the tiny Seth below, "I have never seen such a crazy soul, and even death is just a tool to express its own stupidity, stupidity God has raised you well."

"Thank you for your compliment."

"Now is the time for me to use people. The death of the upper world has made my strength continue to improve. I feel that I should also try to change camps and compete for the position of the Lord God."

"That position is not auspicious."

"That's also better than the current position." Death Demon said with a smile, "I am very interested in your stupidity, you will play a better role in my army. The priests of other gods are still too reserved. Now, strengthen them with your powers, and please the gods."

"As you wish," Seth said softly, "but I'm not strong enough, can you give me something extra?"

"You can use everything there, except Bello. He's not over yet, he needs to be given some time."

The new body began to fill Seth's soul. Because it was the blessing of the Devil of Death, this body was highly rotten and full of stench.

Wrapping himself completely in a black tights, Seth walked to the portal summoned by the Devil of Death and came directly to Bello's army.

The little dwarf-like pain clown crawled in front of him and said in a sweet greasy voice: "Welcome to your arrival, the great messenger of the devil of death."

Seth stared at the Pain Clown, a mischievous smile on his black clothed face.

Picking up the Pain Clown, he ripped open his stomach, revealing the rotten internal organs inside.

The stench-smelling pained clown struggled in mid-air and shouted, "My lord, what are you doing, my lord!"

"I need a little strength, and you're a good fit, aren't you?"

Forcibly stuffing the Pain Clown into his body, Seth's internal organs wriggled around the Pain Clown, and the power in the Pain Clown was drained in an instant, and finally turned into a part of Seth's body.

The crazy action further expanded the psionic energy in his body, black blood poured into his shriveled eyeballs, and stimulated him to open his own psionic armament.

【The eye of the madman】.

His eyes were mixed with the power of the Demon God of Death, the power of the God of Stupidity, and his own psychic energy, and finally turned into a divine artifact-like existence.

Opening these eyes, he clearly saw the death method of the things around him, whether it was dead or living, no exception.

"This wall will die of impact in five seconds, then take a few steps back..."

Just after taking a few steps back, the wall on Seth's left was slammed open, and the pseudo-demon King Belo in black armor appeared there, staring at Seth icyly.

Seeing Bello appearing, the smile on Seth's face became even brighter.

Finally meet again, my friend.

"Unpleasant smell, are you the new guy sent by the Devil of Death?"

"That's right."

"Where's the Pain Clown? I felt like he was here just now."

"Here." Seth pointed to his stomach.

Bello suddenly slashed with a sword, and Seth, who couldn't dodge, was separated from the middle and collapsed to the ground.

"Don't do a surprise attack, it's hard for me to react. Do you have tape, I have to stick my body back."

Ignoring Seth's request, Bello frowned and said, "I hate that guy, and I'm a little happy that he died. But compared to that guy, you make me more sick."

"Don't say that, let's work together happily, like a pair of good friends?"

"Next life."

Bello left without looking back, leaving only Seth grinning behind him.

After Belo had completely left, Seth put his two bodies together, and then cheered: "Seth, resurrection! It's time to applaud properly. Thank you, thank you."

Death, coupled with the influence of the devouring clown of pain, now Seth has completely abandoned his original mask and has become even more insane.

Bowing and salute in the empty temple of the Demon God of Death, he seemed like a big man, waving to the non-existent people, then left the temple in a small key, and began to search for the base.

Almost everyone at the base is busy, priests of the gods are providing corpses here, and researchers are working on new walking dead.

Although everything seemed tense and orderly, Seth found that most of these people were busy working in vain.

Their pseudo-demon king no longer wants to care about these things, UU reading www.uukanshu. com just chatting with a doll in the room.

Some of the hero candidates who came here according to the will of the gods are drinking alcohol to relieve their sorrows, and lamenting why, as a hero, they stand on the opposite side of human beings.

Except for those walking corpses who can't think, everyone here is troubled and distressed, and they all live like living corpses in the cracks where they can't survive and can't die.

Seeing these guys, Seth sighed.

"It's a pity, why don't you become stupid with such a fun thing? Let me add some gameplay to make this game more interesting."

Inserting his fingers into his own eyeballs, Seth fiddled in his own eyes.

When he pulled it out, he had already pressed two holes in his eyes leading to his brain.

Chiyu's shadow leaned out of the hole, turned into an invisible hand, and floated in mid-air.

"It was successful once, could it be that I'm a genius? Let's find a cute experiment next, how about that guy named Arthur?"