This Group of Players Are All Slimes

When he inserted his index finger into Mi Ruo's temple, the severe pain made Mi Ruo tremble uncontrollably.

A few seconds later, her eyes lost their luster, and she lowered her head powerlessly like a puppet with its strings broken.

A large amount of data turned into white light, and then continuously poured into the body of Bishop Charles, allowing Bishop Charles to see what Mi Ruo and Vivienne did during this period.

After looking up the content he wanted to see, he pulled out his index finger, shook it and said with a smile: "After checking, it's confirmed, the concept armed Miruo has been polluted by harmful thoughts and needs to be purified again."

"How dare you arm my concept!" Vivian rushed forward and punched Bishop Charles in the throat.

But when he was a few centimeters away from the other party's throat, more than a dozen Templar knights had rushed up and pinned Vivian to the ground.

Throughout, Bishop Charles kept smiling and remained motionless.

Looking at Vivienne who was pinned to the ground by the Templars, Charles said with a smile: "You holy knights, once you leave the concept arm, you are nothing. Take her down, she will still be useful in the future."

After tidying up his red robe, he returned to the hall, and then sat in the empty conference hall.

Eleven cardinals, inexplicable things happened, and he was the only one left at the church's ground headquarters.

Looking at the empty conference hall, the smile on his face gradually faded and turned into a gloomy face.

"The prophecy is correct. Vivian and Mi Ruo have already fallen. But hasn't the God of prophecy fallen long ago? Why can I still hear prophecy poems?"

Closing his eyes, he began to recall the prophecy he had heard before.

These days, every night at night, he can almost hear a prophetic poem.

The content of the poem is somewhat obscure, but in hindsight these prophetic poems will be found to be correct.

And the one that moved him the most was the one he heard a few days ago.

"It's best to act when you're alone,

The Fallen Knight will be more useful than imagined.

Eliminate those impure thoughts,

The temple of the gods will have one more god. "

After spending a few days thinking about the content of this prophetic poem, he gradually understood what the prophetic poem referred to.

It wasn't until he saw other bishops leave the ground headquarters for various reasons that he knew his chance was coming.

By retrieving Mi Ruo's memory, he compared the contents of the prophecy poems one by one, and then confirmed the conclusion that shocked him so much.

A character is going to be made a god!

Conferred God is simply a distant dream for ordinary people.

Although God will still be under the supervision of the Church of Roland after conferring a god, the god's indefinite lifespan and power far beyond ordinary people still make ordinary people yearn for that status like moths to a flame.

As long as there is a slight possibility, he will try it, even if he dies because of it.

Faced with this kind of opportunity that may not come once every ten thousand years, he decided to risk his life for it, to fight for that slight possibility.

"The unclean thoughts should refer to the thoughts that flowed out of that dungeon. Therefore, I must destroy the other party and completely wipe out this kind of thought. Then I must complete this matter before the other bishops and the French king react. I can't use other holy knights, neither can the Knights Templar, not even the power of the church itself. So, who should I use?"

Once the power within the church is used, it is easy to arouse the vigilance of other bishops, which will cause their own plans to change.

Therefore, he can only use worldly power.

Thinking hard about the power he could use, his eyes suddenly brightened.

He knew who to call.

But before finding the other party, he still has some preparatory work to complete.

When he came to the cell guarding Mi Ruo, he looked at Mi Ruo who was being baptized by the Holy Light, smiled and called the priest in charge of purification over.

"How's the purification going?"

"We are erasing that part of the memory, and it is expected to be completed in a while." The other party replied respectfully.

Each conceptual arm is an artificial life, which uses the artificial soul technology of ancient civilizations, and each conceptual arm seals an artificial soul from the ancient civilization era.

Existing technologies can no longer reproduce this production method. They only have the function of maintaining and clearing certain memories of conceptual weapons, but they have long lost the ability to manufacture conceptual weapons.

Looking at Mi Ruo who was undergoing purification, Charles shook his head with a smile: "You guys, it's still too superficial."

"My lord, what do you mean?"

"This thought pollution is terrible. How can you be sure that it won't pollute Mi Ruo's previous thoughts? Clear Mi Ruo's memory completely, understand?"

"But, my lord..."

Charles looked at each other with a cold smile on his face: "How mature do you like?"

Seeing this smile, the priest shuddered.

Charles's reputation within the church has never been very good, because he is in charge of religious trials, the kind who will be sent to the stake if he disagrees.

Faced with such a terrifying smile, the priest could only bow his head: "Everything will be done according to your orders."

"very good."

Six hours later, Mi Ruo's memories were all cleaned up.

After waking up again, all her memories of the past disappeared, and her inorganic eyes were not at all active, and she just stared blankly at Charles in front of her.

"What are your orders, Master." She asked indifferently.

"Login user, the first level of authority is Charles me, and the second level of authority is vacant."

"Request received, permissions changed."

"Fine, come with me."

Mi Ruo broke free from the shackles, and then silently walked behind Charles, expressionless like a puppet.

Taking Mi Ruo away directly, Charles came to another dungeon where Vivian was held.

Seeing Charles and Miruo appearing outside the dungeon, Vivian jumped up immediately, grabbed the dungeon door and shouted: "Charles, what do you want to do! Miruo, how are you? Are you okay?"

Facing Vivienne's roar, Mi Ruo, whose memory had been emptied, didn't react at all, but turned his head mechanically and looked at Charles.

And Charles smiled, looked at Vivienne and said, "I sealed her memory."

(Of course I lied to you, I cleaned it up long ago.)

"But as long as you do me a favor, then I will unseal her."

(I lied to you too, I can't come back.)

"Even, I can let go of the issue of this fall."

(Still lying to you, you are dead.)

"So, I'll just ask you once, are you willing to cooperate with me?"

Seeing Mi Ruo who didn't know her at all, Vivian's tears fell instantly.

She wiped the tears from her face, gritted her teeth, looked at Charles, and said in a bloody voice, "Okay."

"Very well, sweet boy. Help her tidy up, and we'll go right away."

Vivian watched Mi Ruo leave helplessly.

When the other party walked to the door, she couldn't help shouting: "Mi Ruo!"

The other party just glanced back at her, then continued to follow behind Charles and disappeared around the corner of the dungeon.

Sitting on the bed, she covered her face and cried again.

When she was crying bitterly, she didn't notice that two phantoms appeared beside her, and they gently held her in their arms.

"I'm sorry to make you feel pain." A phantom said in a voice that only they could hear.

"I'm really sorry, but we have no choice." Another phantom also said apologetically.

"But don't worry, those things that don't kill you will make you stronger."

"And we promise, what you lost, will come back. And you will get more, more."