This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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"Can I disagree?" Pender asked in a low voice.

"Okay, goodbye."

The inexplicable voice was unexpectedly easy to talk, and it directly made Pan De leave the space.

After sleeping until dawn, Pan De recalled last night's dream while having breakfast, always feeling that he missed something important.

After eating the yellowed straw stained with sulfur, he was about to inspect his territory when he suddenly heard a scream.

"Evil!"

Resolutely pulling out his saber, Pan De quickly rushed towards the direction of the scream, and saw the evil thing by the sulfur pool.

The other party looked like a villain made out of yellow rubber, his face seemed to have been burned by flames, and his facial features were not in their fixed positions.

The two eyes are arranged up and down, the mouth grows to the left side of the face, and the position of the ears is normal, but both ears grow upside down.

This evil thing had a childlike smile on it, but where it walked, the ground that was originally solid immediately turned into a liquid like water.

The range of influence of this special effect is quite large, and even the houses not far away have been affected, sinking continuously on the liquid-like ground.

"Hee hee hee~"

With a childlike laugh, the evil creature walked towards the nearest demon.

His speed is not fast, it looks like he is walking, but with each step, the special effect he produces will expand a little bit.

If he didn't deal with it in time, he would sink the entire Sulfur City underground sooner or later.

Suppressing the fear in his heart, Pan De quickly jumped in front of the rubber man, and swung his seventeen swords at a meteor-like speed.

The concealment of the gods leads to the failure of all restrictions. A sword master who has lost the restriction can only be regarded as a quasi-sword master, and his strength will be greatly reduced.

Not only can't use the restriction, but also can't use the sword light extended by the restriction.

Some talented sword masters will use sword energy instead,

But those sword masters did not include Pendor.

The longer he practiced the sword, the more he realized that he was an ordinary demon.

Although he is a rare quasi-sword master among the goats, after seeing a real genius, he clearly knows that his talent is nothing compared to a real genius.

But even so, he never gave up swordsmanship.

It is enough to be able to protect the people you want to protect, it has nothing to do with talent.

After the seventeenth sword strike, the rubber man in front of him was cut into eighteen sections, and then fell to the ground one after another.

However, the severed rubber man did not lose the ability to move, but was divided into eighteen independent individuals, each of which was the same as before, and the speed became faster.

The effects they produced also began to superimpose rapidly, and the surrounding houses began to sink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and tended to spread to the entire dungeon.

"Damn it, can't you just attack directly? Then what should we do? Cut it thinner."

"Master Pender, can I try it?"

Hearing this voice, Pan De turned his head and saw a little boy standing not far away, looking at Pan De with no expression on his face.

Although he was asking Pan De for instructions, when Pan De noticed him, he had already acted.

Stepping on the melting ground, he walked directly to the rubber figures, then picked up the two rubber figures, and kneaded them into a ball.

After re-merging, the two rubber figures immediately began to twist and deform, and returned to one.

The boy moved very quickly, and within a minute, all the rubber figures were crumpled into a ball by him.

The effect of the melting of the ground began to slow down, and the speed of the restored rubber man also returned to the original, still walking towards the little boy who was closest to it with a silver bell-like laughter.

"Go, I'll deal with it!"

However, the little boy ignored Pendor's suggestion and took out a frog with two heads from his pocket.

Holding the frog by its hind legs, the little boy threw the frog directly towards the rubber figure, and the other party immediately folded his arms and hugged the frog firmly in his arms.

After getting the frog, the rubber man stopped moving and sat motionless on the spot.

Beside it, the ground continued to melt, causing him to sink continuously on the ground, and finally sank into the ground together with the frog in his arms, and fell all the way to the ninth level of hell.

"It's ok, it's done. Lord Pender, please start to deal with the aftermath."

"Wait a minute!" Pender raised his hoof to stop the boy, "You are...Winston, right? You are fourteen years old this year, both of your parents have died, and you usually make a living by doing odd jobs, right?"

"Yes. You know me well. Do you like little boys?" asked Winston, tilting his head.

"I like it, no, I don't like it, anyway, my liking is a normal liking."

"Any unusual liking?"

"Yes, and there are many. This is not the point, the point is, how do you know how to deal with that evil thing?"

"I dreamed about it last night."

"Dream? Did you hear some voice, that is, 'Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to really live'."

"That's right. Master Pender, you are a bit disgusting. Although I don't know how you did it, can you not peep at my dream? As a fourteen-year-old boy, I think I need a little privacy."

"Although I have a good temper, it doesn't mean you can insult me ​​at will. Come here, come to my room."

"Do you need to wear clothes?"

"What the hell is your living environment! Shut up and come over here!"

Taking Winston to his room, Pender filtered out the sulfur in the water, and then put the water in front of Winston.

"Okay, tell me in detail, what did you dream about last night?"

"I dreamed that I came to a white room, and someone asked the question just now. I thought that there should be no harm, and I chose to agree."

"After that, I found a message from a guy named Gold Medal Planner in front of a mirror, and I learned how to use some dreams."

"Gold Medal Planning, the name is a bit weird."

"Then I opened the door and entered the first room, and then I died, and the cause of death seemed to be a bit handsome."

"You are really shameless."

"That's the reminder on the mirror, which is recognized in the dream. The mirror seems to help analyze the possible cause of death, some are accurate, and some are not reliable. Then, I played it all night, it was very fun. Everyone there There is an unknown evil in the room, and it is very interesting to analyze and master the method of defeating each other."

"In other words, you learned the way to defeat the rubber man in the room?"

"No, there is no rubber man in the room, but after playing for a night and dying hundreds of times, I still summed up some basic methods to fight against evil things. And there will be messages on the wall to help, a man named Weak Chicken Man The guy’s message is a mess, but the other one undressed is very spot on. What’s wrong with you, Lord Pender, did that sentence hit your XP?”

"Can you shut up, kid!" Pender rubbed his red eyes, "I just heard the best news in fifteen years."

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