This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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"Why don't you let me play games with the goblins, I will dress properly."

Weak chicken man mumbled as he walked through the narrow passage, biting the [Water Point Map] to record the situation here.

He didn't dare to use his magic lightly now, and he might blow up half a floor if he was not careful.

However, his special skill [Eye of Reality] is still there. Combined with the special treasure [Water Point Map], he can record everything he sees on the map for later exploration.

In addition, [Water Point Map] also has the special ability to automatically return to the previous user after the user dies, which is very convenient for players who don't care about their own death, but are heartbroken when their equipment explodes.

When he was on an adventure in the sea of ​​blood before, the weak chicken man had already visited the city of sin once.

But at that time, he was used by Ms. Terra as a universal joke machine, racking her brains every day to satisfy the default old woman, so there were not many investigations here.

During this investigation, he discovered that this place is really big.

The entire Sin City is an extension of a certain artifact, which has the ability to absorb the surrounding matter and then transform it into a part of itself. The True Blood City that entered here because of a paradox was absorbed by this artifact and merged into a part of itself.

There are intricate passages everywhere, and a large number of rooms will be generated randomly on each floor. There may be treasures absorbed by artifacts behind the doors, or unknown monsters.

Now Ping Wu Qi's harvesting plan has begun to be implemented steadily. Although I don't know why this Ping Wu Qi is sure that the devil will come to rescue him, but the weak chicken man feels that there is no harm in trusting the other party once.

Now, the weak chicken man knows that he has nothing to do, so he just came here to search for resources.

Anyway, the time ratio here is different. Playing here for a year is equivalent to playing outside for a day. If such a good thing is not used to make troubles, then his mind must be a little something.

Cui En had already led the remaining treasure hunters down to investigate before, but the further down the road, the more possible dangers and weird things will happen.

After all, this is a place where part of the laws of different planes are fused, and all kinds of strange things emerge one after another, causing them to face a great sacrifice when they reach the ninety-fifth floor, and they dare not move forward again.

Now, Weak Chicken Man has reached the one hundred and third floor.

Being able to come here is not because of his superior strength, but because of the assistance of the Eye of Reality, which allows him to clearly see the things behind the door.

"Behind this door... are five bronze statues. They don't look too dangerous. Let a hamster go in and have a look."

After groping in the backpack on his back, the weak chicken man took out a bottle.

This plastic bottle is a craft from the city of hot springs. They hoarded a lot of these items when they pretended to be merchants before, and they just happened to use them now.

And in the plastic bottle, there is a yellow hamster.

This is the fruit of the hamster tree carefully cultivated by the farmers. Every fruit is a lively hamster. The black technology contained in it and the destruction of human relations make the weak chicken man feel the fear of the farmers again. .

Opening a crack in the door, Weak Chicken Man threw the hamster bottle in, then closed the door forcefully, and then began to observe the situation inside with his real eyes, and synchronized the situation to his live broadcast room.

The hamster bottle that was thrown in fell to the ground, rolled slowly, and eventually rolled into the middle of the five bronze statues.

The five bronze statues have different shapes, and their occupations can be easily judged from their clothes.

Warrior, Mage, Priest, Archer, Assassin.

Their height is that of normal human beings, and their expressions are very natural, as if they were alive.

When the hamster bottle fell to the middle, the weak chicken man who carefully observed the five statues found nothing unusual.

"It's a normal room, you should be able to go in."

But just in case, Weak Chicken Man is still going to observe.

Holding the rope behind the hamster bottle, he slowly pulled the hamster bottle back, but the more he pulled, the more he felt something was wrong.

The bottle, which was still very light just now, is getting heavier and heavier, and it seems that the hamster inside is getting heavier and heavier.

When he pulled the hamster bottle back completely, he was surprised to find that the plastic bottle hadn't changed, but the hamster inside had partially turned into bronze.

However, the hamster didn't notice any changes in itself. It was still scurrying around in the plastic bottle, but at a much slower speed.

"I see, can you turn living things into bronze rooms? Wait a minute, does that mean..."

Looking at the five statues inside, the weak chicken man felt more and more that they were living people.

After a jolt, the Weak Chicken Man felt that it was the rhythm of a useless account when he walked in.

"This map dungeon is really weird. There are obsolete account traps everywhere. I really don't know what the planners are thinking. I feel that this group of planners are just a bunch of Blizzard immigrants. They don't think about making people happy at all. Cool is right."

Bypassing this room, the Weak Chicken Man continued to explore.

When he left the room, he didn't notice a dozen tentacles emerging from where he was just now.

More than a dozen purple grape-like eyeballs hung on the tentacles, and more than two dozen human ears were hung below the tentacles with silk threads, making the tentacles look extremely weird.

The weak chicken man's deduction and monologue just now were clearly heard by the tentacles. Afterwards, the ten tentacles opened the door of the room without any hesitation, and went in directly.

Under the effect of the special rules of the room, these tentacles immediately changed into bronze, but every time one changed, a new tentacle came in from outside the door until no more tentacles were transformed.

The tentacles that had turned into bronze were quickly engulfed by the new tentacles, and then nibbled away until they all disappeared.

Fusing this part of the bronze tentacles, the new tentacles became harder, but the speed was not greatly affected.

They feel the brand-new ability unsatisfactorily, and then follow the weak chicken man to a deeper level.

And at the root of the tentacles, in Peter's room.

Hundreds of treasure hunters hung on the walls like fat pigs in a slaughterhouse.

They are all still alive, but living is a kind of torture for them, and death is a relief.

The top half of their heads were cut off, and the white brains were exposed, connected by tentacles.

And at the end of the tentacle link, Peter sat on a throne made of scarlet tentacles, playing with a black dagger in his hand.

These people are the sacrifices he prepared to resist the Death Demon God, and each one is a sinful person carefully selected by him, and he has personally taken care of it.

During these seven years, he could hear whispers every day, wanting him to completely convert to the Death Demon God and become a back-hand of the Painful Clown.

"I can resist," Peter said to himself.

He is Peter, the president of the Treasure Hunter Association, and was once a legendary figure.

Even if the Death Demon God has chosen him, he still feels that he has the ability to resist the brainwashing of the Death Demon God and refuse to be a part of the other party.

But the strength of a single person is too weak, so he needs more strength.

The power from the original world is impossible. The Death Demon God is comparable to the existence of the main god. After all, everyone in the world is mortal. Countless deaths have forged the current status of the Death Demon God, making his existence unshakable.

He needs other strengths.

Coming here this time is a challenge, but it is also an opportunity.

An unknown artifact has absorbed a large amount of matter here, and countless evil things exist here, each of which can become a source of his power.

Let the treasure hunters chosen by him be corroded by evil things, and then kill them by himself, then thanks to the power of the alternate hero, he can easily obtain the abilities of these evil things, making his power even stronger and weirder.

"Wait, pain clown, death demon, wait." Peter on the throne murmured softly.

"I'm waiting." The Death Demon God also said softly in a distant place.

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