This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"These players are all slimes ()"!

The endless nightmare is still looping.

Lucifer sat up from the bed again and again, and was killed by demons in various ways again and again.

At first, his heart was full of fear.

He once resisted, once begged for mercy, once ran away.

But after finding it was useless, he chose to bear it.

After repeating it thousands of times, his heart became numb.

He mechanically endured these painful injuries, numbly allowing the other party to torture him, just like eating.

After repeating it tens of thousands of times, he was able to completely ignore these injuries, and there was no turmoil in his heart.

After repeating it for an unknown number of times, he numbly sat up from the bed, ready to accept a new reincarnation.

But suddenly, an idea popped up in his heart.

Why!

Why should I be bullied here because of my background!

Why should I be involved in some inexplicable place!

Why should I be tortured by these things!

Once the flame of anger is ignited, it can never be extinguished.

The redundant emotions have been smoothed out by the painful torture, leaving only the anger that has just been burned in his heart.

Clenching his fists tightly, he punched the slime in front of him, and was bitten off half of his arm without any accident, and was dragged into the Iron Maiden.

The severe pain hit, not only did not extinguish his anger, but it intensified.

anger!

anger!

Lucifer got up on the bed again, roaring like a beast, and rushed towards the slime who attacked him.

The cycle continues.

Lucifer who ignited the fire of anger,

Surrender yourself completely to anger.

Millions of reincarnations have begun.

In the first ten thousand times, he was still beaten and tortured like a weak chicken.

During the first 100,000 times, he felt that he had mastered a new kind of power, which could be continuously improved with the promotion of anger, making him stronger every time he reincarnated.

For the millionth time, he felt that his new power had been raised to the limit, and even transformed into a part of his body, allowing him to exert almost unlimited power here.

After the eighth millionth time, he finally killed all the demons in the dream.

Lucifer, covered in demon blood, stopped.

He felt that there were no more demons around him.

But his anger is always there, and it is always maintained at the peak, making him desperate to continue to vent this anger.

He cast his gaze into the deepest part of the nightmare.

A new killing has begun.

After an unknown amount of time, Lucifer woke up.

After waking up, he felt his mind was in a daze, and it took him a long time to realize that he had returned to reality.

Beside him, the divine painter remained motionless and did not attack him.

It was pitch black outside the window, but the ink-stained sky was beginning to turn white, heralding the arrival of a new day.

He left Nightmare.

His anger gradually subsided, and the forgotten feelings were quietly found back, which almost made him cry bitterly.

Lucifer, who survived the catastrophe, let out a sigh of relief, and then heard the sound of the door opening.

"So, aren't you a little too greedy?"

Pushing open the bedroom door, Lu Fan looked dissatisfied at An Jie'er who was bowing her head.

"It's okay to do it outside, you have to do it in the weapon room, you have to do it in the training ground, you have to do it in the arena. It's okay to do it during the day, but you have to drag me around at night. Do you think it's done on the back of the devil? Was it fun to go?"

"I think it's pretty fun." An Jie'er said with satisfaction, "Let's go to the top of the church and do it next time."

"I'll give you a chance to take back your epitaph."

"Play it a few more times, anyway, it's just a game for you, the devil. Ah, Lucifer, are you awake? Why is your hair all white?"

Lucifer stared blankly at Lu Fan and An Jieer who came in.

Then he lay back on the bed.

The nightmare continues.

He's not awake yet.

after an hour.

In the college cafeteria.

Lucifer, who had turned white all night, told all about what happened to him.

After listening to Lucifer's narration, Lu Fan looked at the evil coin that Lucifer pushed over, and was sure that it should be because of this thing.

"This is an evil coin, which usually appears after killing the evil, but I don't understand why this happened."

Picking up the coin, Lu Fan felt that the coin seemed a bit heavy.

This sense of weight is not reflected in its quality, but it contains a strong law-like power, which makes it appear a bit heavy.

Just as Lu Fan was thinking about whether to take this coin with him into the dive to see if it had anything to do with the law layer, An Jieer apologized, then picked up his saber, and went to participate in the assessment.

In the cafeteria, only Lu Fan, the hangover artist, and the white-haired Lucifer were left.

If it was before, then Lucifer would have been trembling for a long time now, and would not dare to say a word in front of the Demon King.

However, after experiencing the baptism of endless nightmares, and even controlling the magical power, he felt that he was full of courage.

After all, in the nightmare, he killed the opponent countless times.

Facing Lu Fan, he slowly ate the breakfast on his plate, and then looked directly at Lu Fan: "Devil King, how did you see An Jie'er?"

"A trusted comrade in arms."

"Then why did you force An Jie'er to do it last night!"

"I'm the forced side."

"Really? I'm sorry. No, it's not important! What's important is that humans and demons will have no results. Do you want to see Angel become a fallen person? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"I think I don't need to have a conscience as a demon king."

"Ah, you're right...it's not important!"

"You mentioned your conscience first." Lu Fan frowned and said, "And I think your voice is a bit loud."

"The volume of the voice depends on my own strength. I have already mastered the wonderful power in the nightmare. Look, this is my new power."

Later, Lucifer reveals the power he gained in the nightmare.

Looking at Lucifer surrounded by faint blue light, Lu Fan was puzzled for a moment, and then showed his spiritual power.

"Isn't this psychic power? Haven't you experienced it before?" Lu Fan asked suspiciously.

"What? This is psionic power? I never knew it!"

"And this isn't too amazing. Master painter, show him."

The hangover divine painter subconsciously activated his psychic powers.

Seeing the psionic energy on the opponent, Lucifer was stunned.

It has to be said that Lucifer does have a hidden potential that he himself does not know.

Being able to resist in endless samsara, and even create his own set of psionic cultivation methods, is enough to prove that he is better than he imagined.

But this excellence depends on who you compare with.

If his psychic power is like a pond, then Lu Fan's psychic power in front of him is like a vast ocean, which can be swallowed up at will.

Feeling the other party's spiritual energy, Lucifer shut his mouth and sat down carefully.

Am I really awake?

Infinite doubts arose in Lucifer's mind.

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