This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Kicking out the crazy barbarians around the Lord's Mansion, the players built a small position centered on the Lord's Mansion.

The formation of the position is very simple. Summon the star cannon to wipe out the land around the Lord's Mansion, and the rest of the Lord's Mansion will naturally be safe.

The crazy barbarian in the Lord's Mansion was successfully captured and imprisoned. The players searched all over the place, but they did not find King Claude and his other two sons here.

"I think the three of them are gone, so I don't think there is any need to look at it again." Snow said expectantly, "Anyway, this place is basically abandoned, why don't we go back like this."

"No, Snow." Wolong said regretfully, "Although they stole our things without authorization, we still have the obligation to look at the abnormality here and find out what caused it. After that, we still need to restore this place to normal. Even if I am playing games, I have my own bottom line."

"...Your words are so upright that I can't refute them!"

"I have always been honest and upright." Wolong said dissatisfied.

Just as Snow was about to refute, he discovered that what Wolong said seemed to be true.

Although he has a problem with his brain and does things unconstrainedly, Wolong is already considered a rare righteous man among players.

Just like what he did in Hot Spring City before, although the process was a bit frenzied, judging from the final result, he seemed to have done a good job.

"Could it be you, a good slime!"

"Otherwise? Well, keep searching, do you know of any secret passages here?"

"have no idea."

"Where's the butler?"

"I don't know." The butler shook his head regretfully, "But I believe there should be, because King Claude is not the kind of person who doesn't think about the way out."

"That's good." Wolong nodded, "Snow, use your family traditions, replace yourself as the king, and then consider where the most likely secret path is. By the way, I will bring your cheap brother too."

"...Okay, just for a while."

Snow sighed and picked Wolong up, and then searched in every room.

Although there was some resistance at first, Snow immediately slowly remembered his experience of living here, and then caressed the things around him nostalgic.

"I stayed here before I was five years old, and it hasn't changed much. Did you see that vase? There is a gap in the back of it, which was left when I was playing around."

Snow's brother, the strong prince picked up the vase suspiciously, and sure enough, he found a small mark on the back of the vase.

"How do you know? And I don't remember ever having a younger brother like you." The prince asked suspiciously.

Snow looked at his brother regretfully, and tiptoed to pat him on the shoulder: "It's good that you've always been so stupid. Although you don't remember me, I always remember you. You have a scar on the back of your head, which I accidentally left on you."

"I do have a scar, but it's...that's..."

The prince fell into confusion for a moment, and then found that he couldn't remember how the scar was left.

After finally recalling it for a long time, he finally found a vague shadow in his memory.

That guy's figure was unusually vague, and he only knew that he had short red hair, which was the characteristic of his family.

Trying to compare the guy in his memory with Snow in front of him, it took the prince a long time before he said with difficulty: "Slater?"

"Well, thanks for reminding me of my name."

In the next second, the prince hugged Snow firmly.

"My God, Slater! You are Slater! My God, you are still alive! But why, why did I forget you! Why! Go and see your mother, she will be very happy to see you!"

Snow patted his brother on the head, but his face was full of bitterness.

Finding that his younger brother was not very excited, he put him down in embarrassment: "It's strange, why do you look unhappy. Forget it, you will be happy after seeing your mother. She will make you a special sandwich, which is especially delicious with beetle sauce. You used to eat seven of them every time."

Snow still looked at his brother, and asked softly, "Then how long has it been since you ate?"

"at……"

As if the prince was struck by lightning, his head buzzed as if he had been hit hard by a hammer.

Kneeling on the ground, he suppressed the crazy memories of a headache, and after a long time, he squeezed out a voice: "Ten years... ten years... I haven't eaten for ten years. Mother, mother!"

Dragging Snow, he rushed to his mother's room frantically with the other party, and pushed open the door.

The only remaining hope was shattered at this time. The mother's room was already covered with dust, and there were still spider webs hanging on the corner, which showed that no one had been active here for a long time.

The prince stared blankly at the dusty room, turned his head with difficulty and asked, "What's going on? Why..."

"I know you have a lot of questions, such as where did your mother go, why you didn't realize she was gone for ten years, and why I left. The answers to these questions lie in our blood, and I hope that our blood will be cut off because of our identities."

After a pause, Snow looked at the people present, and said in a low voice, "I am the follower of the God of Sacrifice, and you, my brothers, are my sacrifices."

Snow's words made the prince think of a terrible possibility.

Holding Snow's hand firmly, he asked anxiously, "Tell me, that's not true!"

"It's true... Our mother has already been sacrificed. When my father was young, in order to gain power, he made a wish to the God of Sacrifice, and the God of Sacrifice responded to his wish and sent his priest, that is, our mother. Father needs to sacrifice his most precious things in the future, and give all the gifts to his youngest son, which is me. After that, I will become the vessel of the God of Sacrifice and bear the responsibility of resurrecting him in case he falls. But the mother sacrificed herself instead of you."

Looking at the ashen-faced prince, Snow continued: "You should want to ask me how I know. I have experienced many terrible things, scarier than you think. In the process of taking off my clothes and looking for the royal family together, I also found our secret. Our blood flows with the dirty desire of our father and the disgusting conspiracy of the God of Sacrifice. Therefore, cutting off this blood is the best choice."

"But...but...why do we forget you, and mother?"

"That was my mother's choice. She took off her clothes and analyzed it for me. She didn't want you to realize her departure. Moreover, this should also be a way to please the god of sacrifice. According to his script, I should stage a story of the prince's revenge. The prince who lost his memory killed his brother and father by chance. Even justice is against human ethics. What a tragedy it is."

The prince clenched his fist tightly, and blood burst from the tiger's mouth due to the force, and fell on the dusty ground.

Then, in the silent room, his beast-like cries sounded.

Wolong on the side felt as if he wanted to understand something.

The king of the northern kingdom wanted to find a woman with moles at the corners of her eyes, and the king of the northern kingdom was related to the god of sacrifice. Maybe this order was given by the god of sacrifice through the king's hand.

Christine also has tear moles at the corners of her eyes, and Christine is closely related to Lucifer and Golding.

Immediately contacted Undress on Q, Wolong briefly explained the current situation, and then asked: "Brother Undress, do you feel that there is any conspiracy in this?"

"...So, you brought Snow back to the country in the north?"

"That's not the point, the point is the relationship between them."

"That's the point! I can't leave for the time being. You guys have to be careful with Snow. I'll be here in three days. During this time, absolutely don't let Snow meet his father. Absolutely not!"

"Oh, I see."

Wolong went online again and was about to tell Snow the news, but then he found that Snow was no longer in the room.

"Where's Snow?" Wolong asked suspiciously.

The red-eyed prince pointed to the hole next to him: "The mechanism was triggered just now, and I fell in together with the butler."

"Don't engage in such things at this time! Snow!"