This Group of Players Are All Slimes

The mysterious lady is the culprit who took away Vivienne's memory.

Until now, the mysterious lady still has Vivienne's memory in her hands, so Neil will definitely get it back.

Pulling back his cloak, Neil took out the two arms hanging between his legs.

The two pure white arms are only the size of thumbs at this moment.

And they are specially treated, sealed in bottles filled with diluted holy water, so as to eliminate the perception of the arm's owner.

Neil pulled out the cork, and then saw the broken part of the arm, the black mist was continuously released, and flew in one direction continuously, and finally disappeared in the air.

After re-sealing the cork, she said to Lianna: "She is indeed here. Thank you to the patron saint of the fallen. I will remember this kindness."

"It doesn't matter. He has a very good relationship with King Roland and Lord Lu. This is also a gift from Him. And he reminded me that the mysterious lady seems to have joined Zlatan's camp."

Demons like the mysterious lady have lived for at least tens of thousands of years, and it is absolutely impossible for them to survive for so long in a place full of chaos and killing like hell without some skills.

These ancient demons often have unimaginable powers, each of which cannot be measured by common sense, and must be paid attention to.

"Zlatan is the first demon king, and he has the capital to persuade them. But it's a bit strange, isn't this kind of ancient demons sealed in the eleventh floor of hell, why can she come to the ninth floor without a contract?" Mi Ruo asked suspiciously.

"This is also a problem that the patron saint of the fallen is worried about. According to preliminary judgments, Zlatan should have found a way to open a deeper layer of hell."

Mi Ruo thought about it.

The ninth hell is the hell they are in now, also known as the main hell.

The tenth level of hell is the Mist Hell, where the shadows are born and where the corpse of the Greedy Demon God is located.

The eleventh level of hell is also known as the Great Darkness Hell, where there is no corpse of the Dawn Demon God, and there is no trace of light all year round.

The twelfth hell is also known as the hell of impermanence, where causal logic will be confused and all kinds of unimaginable things will happen.

The thirteenth level of hell is the Lost Hell, where the ancient evils are sealed, and any one of them may cause huge damage.

Starting from the fourteenth hell, there is very little information there,

All I know is that there was a war of gods that lasted thousands of years, and the war between the gods and the demon gods shattered the place.

Since the bottom of hell has sealed the law of rage, the closer to the bottom, the more violent the law, and the more chaotic and crazy the demons that can survive in it.

If Zlatan really has the means to open the deep hell and control the demons at the bottom, then this guy will undoubtedly become more dangerous.

"The rare peace, is it going to be destroyed again?" Mi Ruo lowered his head weakly, "How many abilities does Zlatan have?"

"I don't know." Lianna also shook her head, "The other party is already a quasi-god, and she is only one step away from a true god. Besides, she is an existence older than the ancient demon, and she still has the ability of the former hero to control time. Then It's even more unfathomable."

"It's scary to be able to fight with such an existence for three years, and even steal part of the opponent's origin."

"yes."

After the four of them had a simple meal, Lianna left in a hurry, planning to contact her teacher, the resident doctor, and then convey the message of the patron saint of the fallen.

Mi Ruo still needs to prepare for the next show, and Neil is the only one who has nothing to do.

Originally, she was planning to go on a food cruise to see what delicious food is available in Sin City, and then go to find the whereabouts of the mysterious lady.

But she changed her mind when she heard a commotion not far away.

"Your life is like a candle in the wind. As a third-rate duelist, you are lucky to be able to fight with me until now!"

Hearing this familiar mouth smell, Neil silently looked over and saw Golding who was playing cards with a dog on a par.

Golding was full of magical cards, but the dog on the opposite side just wagged its tail happily, stuck out its tongue, and threw out cards one by one, which made Golding start to untangle the cards.

After watching in silence for a while, Neil sighed: "Mr. Golding, that's not how the cards are played."

"You passers-by who can only shout 666 know how to play with a hammer. I'll go, Neil!"

Seeing who was standing behind, Golding shrank instantly.

He embarrassedly put away the specially customized physical card, then pulled the rope on the little guy's body, and said to Neil: "Don't tell Mr. Lu that I play cards with the dog while walking the dog. He has been very busy recently, so Entrust me to walk the dog."

"Very cute." Neil rubbed the dog's head, "What's its name?"

"Just call it the little guy. Remember, don't tell Mr. Lu that I'm playing cards."

"Don't worry, you can treat yourself."

Leading the little guy, Neil walked and ate all the way, filling his mouth with food like a hamster after a while.

She loves this place.

The products are very rich, and the demons who have become full-time merchants from pirates are shipping goods here every day, and the huge traffic of Sin City makes them have a lot of income every day.

Although part of it has to be handed over to the managers here as taxes, even so, it is more profitable than being a pirate.

She had been to Sin City once, and practiced in the big arena here for a period of time, honing her assassination skills.

Back then, Sin City was a veritable Sin City.

There are murders every day, and at the peak, the ground will even be covered with blood, making it impossible for people to stay.

Ferocious pirates only know about destruction, and they drink drunk every day to relieve the pressure of plundering.

The streets are full of filth and corpses, the shops on both sides are always selling equipment stripped from the corpses, and the food in the restaurant is always mixed with the smell of blood.

There is always a murder being plotted in the street, and orphans who lost their parents either die in the street, or join a certain pirate group and become the other party's dark thread.

What awaits them will be the next painful reincarnation.

But now, it's completely changed here.

Teams of well-dressed hamster guards patrol here. They wear blue law enforcement uniforms, and each hamster is hung with a mini matchlock gun developed by the secondary siege lion, which makes them have a good fighting power.

The streets are always spotless, and the replica extracted from the Slime King tirelessly cleans up the garbage here, and the replica itself can also get a share of income.

The roof of each floor is covered with fluorescent plants. The plants improved by farmers and players will adjust their own light every 24 hours, making the place full of day and night changes.

At this time, it was dusk.

The light above the head has gradually dimmed, and the lantern hanging at the entrance of the shop has been lit up, making this floor full of warmth like toasted bread.

The shops on both sides have already opened. Those who are rich can rent a shop for business, and those who have no money can push a dining car and sell delicious snacks on the side of the road.

A group of children laughed and ran past her. Even if no adults were present, they dared to play on the street, bought what they wanted to eat with their pocket money, and then ran back to their warm homes.

Stopping in front of a shop with slime dolls hanging on the side of the road, Neil found that it was selling souvenirs.

The owner of the shop is an old old devil with scars on his face and no thumbs on both hands, but his eyes are quite kind.

He wears a green slime badge, indicating that he is a follower of the Cult of Slime.

When he saw Neil, the old devil obviously paused.

But then, he still smiled and said: "Look at it, choose it at will, today everything is 20% off."

The shop is not big, but it is full of colorful goods, many of which are statues of contestants, and the carvings are lifelike.

Neil even found a lot of badges of other sects in it, and he couldn't help but asked suspiciously: "Is the slime sect allowed to sell these things?"

Different sects are often repulsive, even if you touch something from another sect, it will be considered disrespectful to your own sect, and you will be burned if you are found.

"No, those slimes didn't prohibit these things. Our most important creed is only one, abide by the law, work hard and get rich. Other than that, everything is allowed and everything is allowed."

"It doesn't matter if you believe in two religions?"

"It doesn't matter."

"very nice."

After choosing some souvenirs, Neil asked Golding to help pay the bill, and then left here holding these souvenirs.

Behind them, the old devil looked at Neil's back for a long time, and all the past came to his mind, making him unable to help shouting: "Miss Neil!"

"What's wrong?" Neal asked, turning around.

"...It's nothing, the product will be refunded and exchanged within seven days."

"Understood, goodbye."

"goodbye."