This Group of Players Are All Slimes

In Ferdinand III's castle, Ferdinand III is reading a book by the fire.

At this time, the blanket on the window moved slightly, as if a breeze was blowing.

But the perennial knight career made Ferdinand III immediately alert.

He clenched his saber tightly, immediately aroused his spiritual power, and then slowly stood up like a tiger.

Psionics is a skill unique to humans.

This kind of power born in the human soul will feed on its own magic power, and when burning the magic power, it will greatly increase its own strength, so that human beings also have the power to fight against demons.

Each family has its own unique spiritual energy cultivation method, through various means to enhance its control over spiritual energy, in order to gain powerful power.

Taking elixir, devouring the blood of rare beasts, receiving divine grace, and self-training... These are all ways to exercise psychic power.

Moreover, psychic energy also has a restraining effect on demons, so stimulating and practicing psychic energy is also a compulsory course for those demon hunters.

In the state of burning spiritual energy, Ferdinand III's five senses were strengthened several times, and he immediately sensed that there was another person in the room besides him.

His spiritual energy began to extend outward and flow into his saber, making his saber sharper and stronger.

A few seconds later, the sound of applause sounded.

"Long time no see, Ferdinand, your psionic abilities are still outstanding."

Hearing this voice, Ferdinand did not relax his vigilance, but his hand holding the sword became even tighter.

Humans are sometimes scarier than demons.

"Black Dagger. What are you doing here?"

An ink-like shadow stood out from under the chair.

A tall but very thin man whose arms were above his knees walked into the light.

He was wearing a navy blue tights and a mask with a dagger mark on his face, which symbolized that the opponent was a member of the League of Assassins.

In his hand, a poisoned black dagger fluttered up and down like a black butterfly on his fingertips, showing extraordinary dagger skills.

He stood there, and a frivolous voice sounded from under the mask: "The Assassin League has received news that a dungeon from hell has appeared near your castle."

Ferdinand said nothing.

He knew the news would leak out, but he didn't expect it to leak out so quickly.

The League of Assassins stretched their hands a bit too far, and had to chop off a few if they had the chance.

Seeing that Ferdinand didn't answer, Black Dagger shrugged and continued: "Don't be so nervous. Although you nobles are against our Assassin Alliance, you can still have some contacts in private. Interests and enemies often fall asleep after a night's sleep. will change, don't you think?"

"What do you want?" Ferdinand asked in a low voice.

"One-third of the output of the dungeon, and then we will send some people to the dungeon to accept demonization. The war between the brave and the devil has begun. Although they haven't jumped out yet, the Goddess of Darkness feels It needs to be planned in advance.”

After entering the realm of hell illegally, human beings will be affected by the laws of hell, and then slowly transform into demons.

After transforming into demons, they will have special abilities that humans do not have, the most important of which are three: open the attribute panel, gain experience points and upgrade levels, and use skill scrolls.

These three items were all created by the demon kings of the past dynasties, and they are the unique abilities of demons.

However, after the demonization of human beings, these three contents will be solidified and can be used even in human form.

In addition, there are only some human beings who have obtained the blessings of the gods and the stigmata to obtain these three special abilities.

Therefore, some human beings who are unwilling to believe in the gods will look for dungeons and accept demonization even at the risk of extremely high death rates.

In order to obtain stronger strength.

Knowing what the League of Assassins wanted, Ferdinand III slowly tensed like a bow.

The spiritual energy condensed in his body, and the power on the saber continued to increase, causing his body to emit a blue light like sea water.

"I refuse. I don't need to trade with you fallen ones."

"That's right. The negotiation broke down, and I really feel bad inside. In order to relieve this pain, I decided to disguise myself as a bard, and then go for a few drinks. By the way, I will make a ditty about the biggest scandal of the Ferdinand family." .Your sister died in childbirth, right, and that child seemed to have died too. But not long after, you had a distant nephew. Oh, don't you think..."

The sword swung out like lightning, and the black dagger immediately retreated half a step, but a bloodstain still appeared on his neck.

His entire head spun and flew out, but strangely, the headless body immediately reached out, grabbed the head in the air, and then took it back.

When the head was in contact with the body, layers of granulation connected his head and body together like tree roots, stopping his wound from bleeding, and quickly grew together.

However, the grown head is tilted about 90 degrees, which makes his face always face sideways, which looks even weirder.

"Oh, it's so dangerous, I almost didn't pick it up. But if you want to kill me, you, the great knight, will spend a lot of effort. Are you sure you can kill me before I escape?"

The spiritual light on Ferdinand III's body began to flicker continuously, which meant that his heart had fallen into a state of hesitation.

But the black dagger did not force the opponent further.

Because he knew that the other party had agreed to his request.

He laughed happily twice, his body slowly sank into the shadows, and only a frivolous voice remained: "On behalf of the Evernight Goddess, I thank you for your generosity, Baron Ferdinand III. Please rest assured, I promise that I will I will not threaten you with this reason again within one year."

"The day after tomorrow at the latest, people from the Assassin's League will arrive, and we will assist you to investigate this dungeon together, goodbye."

Ferdinand III silently watched the black dagger leave, then restrained his aura, walked to his wine cabinet, took out a bottle of spirits, uncorked the bottle, and took a swig.

At this time, his nephew ran in, and the spiritual energy on his body was already activated.

"My lord, I can feel the fluctuation of your psychic energy, what's wrong?" His nephew asked seriously.

Ferdinand III raised his head and looked at his nephew intently.

Black hair like charcoal, beautiful but strong green eyes, and a seemingly weak but powerful body.

so similar.

It's so much like his mother.

Stretching out his hand, he straightened his nephew's messy hair from running: "Remember, nobles must be decent at all times. I'm fine, just a rat in the sewer. Go back to sleep. That's right , the day after tomorrow at the latest, a few people from the League of Assassins will come, I invited them to explore the dungeon, don't worry about them."

"League of Assassins? But don't you hate them the most?"

Ferdinand III sighed: "It's really easy to change interests and enemies. You don't need to sleep, a few words are enough."

After saying this, Ferdinand III waved his hand and let his nephew leave.

Afterwards, he sat in front of the stove for a long time, with erratic eyes, letting the fire in the stove reflect half of him as light and half of him as dark.