Slime's Evolutionary Journey

Crows were chirping, the thin clouds on the horizon were stained with red, wandering around the horizon, the blood-red sunset sprinkled the fields, countless flags were broken and fell, and there was a hill in the distance, but this hill was filled with corpses one on top of the other. , formed by corpses stacked on top of each other.

After passing through the blood-stained land, and after a night of cold air, the soil and blood coagulated together, and the small puddles also gathered red and sticky liquid, exuding a fishy smell.

On this battlefield, countless warriors fell. The exhausted warriors staggered step by step. Their eyes were still scarlet, and the hands holding the half-broken flag pole kept moving. Tremble.

They looked around vigilantly, looking for the remaining enemies. When they found out that the war was over, they took their last breath and knelt down on the ground holding the half-cut flag.

A beautiful woman dragged her long white skirt and walked on this bright red land. The corners of her white skirt were stained with blood.

Walking to a hill made of corpses, the beautiful woman took a deep breath, mobilized her magic power and began to move the corpses out, as if she was digging for something.

However, the beautiful woman couldn't find anything, and she moved through the mountains of corpses one after another. She didn't feel the slightest bit disappointed every time she failed, because being disappointed would only waste her time. She didn't stop at all, dragging up the corpses. The hem of her skirt was just digging, and she didn't care about the blood-stained hands in her hands, because only when she saw him could she feel relieved.

As she dug and dug, the woman's tears fell uncontrollably, and the drops fell on her delicate hands that kept digging, igniting the blood in the woman's hands, revealing a touch of whiteness, which formed even more with the red-stained surroundings of her delicate hands. sharp contrast.

"Hey, hey, stop digging, I'm here."

A frivolous and mean voice sounded from behind the woman. A red and green slime slowly "plucked" itself out from the pile of corpses. Beside the slime, a petite The soft-bodied little Loli sat up slowly. She was in ragged clothes and rubbed her eyes as if she had just woken up.

"Hubby. I'm so tired." Hubby complained weakly.

"Thank you, Hubi. Hubi is so strong. Unlike the beautiful sister in front of me, she is thousands of years old. I didn't expect her to be alive." Fangte touched Hubi's little head and half-jokingly looked at the beautiful girl in front of him. woman.

But before Fang Te finished speaking, a fragrant shadow in front of him rushed toward Fang Te. Before he could react, Fang Te was held tightly in her soft arms.

She cried silently, kneeling on the blood-red ground and hugging him tightly, who was still alive. Looking from above, her long white dress was like a snow lotus blooming in a pool of blood, so beautiful that it took people's breath away.

"Okay, okay, don't cry. You're so old and you're still crying." Fang Te formed small tentacles and touched her long hair, reprimanding her gently.

Fang Te believed that she was stubborn and wrong for holding on to one person for thousands of years. In Fang Te's view, the Empress' persistence only came from her "never letting go", and this kind of obsession would only The empress has been troubled for thousands of years, so Fangte thinks she should let go! This is the right thing to do.

However, at this moment, Fangte questioned himself.

Is it wrong to be obsessed with someone for several lifetimes? Is "never letting go" also a stupid behavior? Even if she lets it go, will she be able to live a better life? Fangte is now gradually becoming unclear.

Stretching out his small tentacles, Fangte gently patted the empress' delicate back, comforting her silently.

"Stella! Are you dead! Stella?"

In another part of the battlefield, the leader of the Gas Ghost Tribe lay on his back and weakly slapped the leader of the Thunder Bear Tribe who had a broken arm next to him, but his slapping was like a fan.

"Stop making noise, let me take a nap, I haven't had enough sleep yet." Stella woke up her nose and slapped the leader of the gas ghost tribe's hand away.

But the next moment, the smell of blood in the air made him notice something, and he sat up suddenly!

"Aren't I fighting? Why did I fall asleep! Where is this! It's not Hades!" Stella looked at the battlefield under the dusk and couldn't help but feel frightened.

"It's not Hades! We won!"

"Leader of the Blood Tribe, you really are. What did the master say?" The leader of the Dark Elf Tribe put the Undercurrent Longbow beside him and sat in front of a lady with a black dress dyed red. After thinking for a while, he said, "You are really good."

"Hehehe" Ai Li looked at the handsome man with pointed ears and an oval face sitting in front of her, "You are not much better. If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago. By the way, your My daughter can sleep with me for two days."

Hearing again that Ellie wanted to sleep with his daughter, the leader of the dark elves didn't say anything and just looked into the distance with a smile.

"Hey, hey, hey! Dead dog! Damn it! Dead dog! You really can't die!"

The leader of the Dark Crow Clan pulled a huge two-headed dog demon out of the pile of corpses and kept patting his big dog head.

"Why are you making such a fuss! Why are you making such a fuss! Can't I even take a nap?" Ha Chi'er wanted to raise his paw and slap away Lan Bujia, who had been shouting next to him, but his whole body was in so much pain that he couldn't move at all.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive, but it's a dead dog. Why is one of your eyes missing?"

"It doesn't matter if one eye is gone. Don't I still have three?"

"Enmmm, according to what you said, there is still one more than me."

People were getting up one after another from all over the battlefield. After experiencing the fiercest battle, they just sat there, exhausted and didn't want to move. They just talked some irrelevant nonsense, but these nonsense sounded so reassuring and comfortable. , after all, more people can't even say these nonsense, and they sleep peacefully on this red land from then on.

After appeasing the empress, Fang Te led the troops that were still capable of action to clean up the battlefield. All the clans and tribes had put down their weapons and raised their hands to surrender. Looking at the huge twilight dragon head in Fang Te's hand, On the spot, he swore allegiance to Fante in the name of the gods and vowed never to betray.

There was no atmosphere of celebration after the last war, but more and more people joined in cleaning up this huge and tragic battlefield.

"Little sister, your sweetheart is really strong. I didn't expect that he would win like this."

Thousands of feet high in the sky, a silver-haired girl said to herself. She was the only bystander of this war and saw the beginning and end of the battlefield with a smile.

"You really want to see him. If that's the case, then let's go." The corners of the silver-haired girl's mouth raised slightly, "Just in time, I also want to talk to him."