This Group of Players Are All Slimes

While Lu Fan was studying Golden Blood, Allen had already calmed down.

He clearly knew that this drop of the blood of the devil king would never be taken back.

Thinking in another way, he believed that after he got such a precious thing, he would definitely not hand it over.

After all, greed is the nature of demons, as long as there is a 300% profit, they will even sell the weapons that hacked themselves.

Taking a long breath, he said to himself: "Don't worry, after unifying Alsace, you will have as much blood as you want. You can do it, Alan, this is just a small accident, nothing can disturb your life." State of mind. After this battle is over, I will trouble Mr. Lu."

After calming down, he felt that his emotional management had reached a new level.

Pulling himself together, he was about to start the next command, when he saw a guard rushing in.

"Master Allen, the logistics staff has been severely reduced."

Allen felt his blood pressure rise a little more.

"What's the situation, is the enemy sneak attack?"

"No, a group of slimes have gone crazy. When they see demons, they slash and eat corpses. No one can stop them now."

Allen's blood vessels burst directly, and Yu Wei, who had dived to the law layer, appeared, causing him to groan again with a headache.

It's slime again!

And you bastard lords were actually bullied by a group of slimes!

I know that you are all working hard, and the soldiers you send are all cannon fodder, but don't you blush when you are bullied like this by slime?

Rubbing his temples, he drank a glass of medicinal wine that could relieve his headache, which made him feel better.

Waving to his guard, he decided to write another letter.

This time, he gave up the official language of the upper demons, and wrote directly to Lu Fan: "Take care of your slimes and let them attack the correct enemy! Next time, all compensation will be borne by you!"

A few seconds later, Lu Fan's reply arrived: "Well, you are really troublesome."

Seeing such a brief reply, Allen felt his blood pressure increase by dozens of percentage points.

This Lord Lu...

Sooner or later, I will let you understand that the dignity of a superior demon is inviolable.

A few minutes later, all players on the battlefield heard a broadcast: "System broadcast: All players, please stop attacking friendly troops, your enemy is on the opposite side. If you continue to attack friendly troops, honor will be deducted. Thank you for your cooperation."

"You didn't make it clear at the beginning!" Almost all the players complained loudly.

But they obviously got cheap and behaved.

The beating of the allies this time made their strength slightly improved, and each of them was full of food.

Regretfully retreating from the friendly positions, they gathered around Artoria: "Sister A, what should I do next?"

"If you are undecided, be reckless first. As usual, let's go."

Without the player's hands, the angry bird has automatically jumped onto the catapult made by the secondary engineering lion, and shot itself out by itself.

In mid-air, he also let out a triumphant laugh: "Hahaha! You don't need to do it, I will do it myself!"

"Actually, I want to shoot stones, but that's fine too." Artoria nodded.

The Angry Bird that landed didn't die immediately. After all, his attributes had increased a lot during this period, and he could barely withstand the impact of landing.

However, he hadn't survived five seconds before he was chopped into pieces by the surrounding tauren in an instant.

A large amount of flames burst out from his corpse, directly burning the surrounding tauren into balls of flames.

But after the flames were extinguished, these tauren were only burned off, and the actual damage was not too high.

Instead, the dark muscles look even more shiny.

Finding myself almost fine and more visible,

The tauren who had not been burned let out a roar of envy, and their morale soared.

"Gods from generation to generation, are Angry Birds finally going to retire?" Artoria sighed helplessly.

The Angry Bird who came back from the resurrection couldn't help lowering his head when he heard this sentence.

It sounds like I don’t need to launch myself in the future, but what is this sense of loss in my heart?

Do you feel like you're ejaculating?

Arturia on the side watched this scene, and roughly understood the difference in strength between each other.

The opposite is a defensive war, and if you fail, you will die, so all the elites are mobilized.

On the other hand, it is a plundering war. The hell lords will only send some cannon fodder symbolically. It is unrealistic to expect allies.

If it weren't for the large defensive magic circle on her side, she felt that this group of crooked melons and cracked dates would definitely not be able to survive the next charge.

After realizing that the friendly army could not be counted on, she began to observe the composition of the opposing camp.

Opposite the lava is a huge dungeon, the entire dungeon has turned into a state of war, and only a few shooting holes are left on the tall city wall, which is convenient for the people inside to carry out long-range strikes.

The trees around the dungeon have been cut down, and even the thick rocks can't be seen.

More than a dozen tauren squads were patrolling nearby, and would immediately retreat into the dungeon if there was any sign of trouble.

"Castle, tens of thousands of demons, I really don't know what the dog plan is thinking, and actually created such a perverted copy of the national war."

"Moreover, they will fortify the wall and clear the field. These NPCs can actually play tactics."

But the more so, the more excited she felt.

The pleasure brought by war is incomparable to all things.

Straightening the hair on the top of her head, she looked at the players around her and asked, "What are cows most afraid of?"

"Chef?" a player replied.

Artoria glanced at the other player, and the player consciously jumped into the lava in front of him, turning into light and being reborn.

Coughing lightly, she continued to ask: "Let's change the question, what do cows like best?"

"Cow?" Another player replied.

Without Arturia looking at him, this player also stepped into the lava, following in the footsteps of his predecessors.

Sighing, Artoria knew that this group of sand sculpture players could not count on them.

Turning around in circles, she began to think about countermeasures.

Tauren can be regarded as relatively high-level cannon fodder. It is not a problem for players to fight against two players, but the number of opponents is too large to be eaten at all.

Although players can also try to use infinite resurrection tactics, but every time they come over, they need 10 honors, and they will be gone if they die a dozen times. The pay and rewards are completely out of proportion.

And even if the surrounding tauren are killed, the opponent can still hide in the dungeon and continue to consume.

This national war only lasts for seven days, the players cannot continue to consume it forever, and it will only be the players who will lose in the end.

"I can't do anything, I can only play dirty. Secondary engineering lion!"

"exist."

"To make Catapult 2.0, let's build ten first."

"But we don't have enough materials."

"Stealing friendly troops. Anyway, the system only requires us not to attack friendly troops, and it didn't say that we can't steal friendly troops."

The secondary project Shimao suddenly opened.

The looting against the friendly army started immediately.

Allen's subordinates immediately suffered a second looting.

This time, the nasty players didn't hurt a single ally, but they didn't spare anything.

The little ghost who is dreaming will find that his body is cold, and the roof above his head and the quilt on his body have been looted by the slime, even the clothes on his body have not been taken off.

The crude trebuchet was pulled away and eaten by them, and the demon who wanted to stop them was also knocked over by them. They could only lie on the ground with tears streaming down their faces, watching the precious war machine being snatched away.

They didn't even spare the soil on the ground. Where they swept the ground, the ground was three feet lower, and the other demons who watched were stunned.

But after seeing the trebuchet 2.0 made by slime, the other lords became jealous again.

The engineering of Hell is not very developed, and the trebuchet 1.0 restored by players relying on the knowledge of other worlds is already far ahead. After evolving to 2.0, it has a range of one kilometer, which is completely unimaginable in Hell. things.

Looking at the beautifully crafted trebuchet, more than one hell lord thought of robbery.

After all, with a range of one kilometer, even elite-level demons would be killed in an instant, which can be called a great killer for siege.

Even if there is only one, putting it at home will make you feel more at ease at night.

But after seeing the expectant eyes of those slimes protecting the trebuchet, they hid their small thoughts again.

The previous hell lords have already turned into slime's dry food, and they still want to live longer.

A few hours later, ten trebuchets had been assembled by the sub-engineering lions operating at full capacity.

After preparing shells for each trebuchet, Artoria looked at the dungeon in the distance vigorously, and shouted loudly: "Listen to my password! Three, two, one, launch!"

Ten ropes were cut.

The huge momentum brought by the principle of leverage launched the heavy stone, and with the sound of howling wind, it accurately hit the dungeon in the distance.

There were dull crashing sounds one after another.