This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Seeing the sudden mutation of Jinxue, Lu Fan became thoughtful.

He has a total of four drops of these golden blood.

One drop from the unknown imp under the imp's lair, one drop from the dead Alan, one drop from the dead giant, and the last drop from Martin.

According to the previous communication with Martin, he already understood the origin of these golden bloods.

That unlucky former Demon Lord.

Every drop of blood is condensed from the peak period of the previous demon king, and it has the effect of making ordinary demons have extraordinary strength. The price is a high probability of losing their minds and falling into complete madness.

Now, seeing this drop of golden blood fly out by itself, Lu Fan is sure that this door has a lot to do with the Demon King.

Before he could think clearly about what to do next, the door in front of him suddenly opened, and the voice calling him finally sounded clearly in his ears: "Demon who got the key, are you ready to give up everything?"

"No." Lu Fan simply shook his head.

"Very good. I have received your enlightenment."

"I said no. Don't you have a voice input function?"

"The gate is about to open, throw away your weapons and go in alone. You will be reduced to the most basic demon, and you will lose all acquired power. Until you complete the trial, the only way to leave this place is death. Let's go, let's go, the treasure of the devil king is here."

Instead of moving forward, Lu Fan took a few steps back.

As soon as I heard it, I knew that this place was definitely not a place for serious demons to go.

What decent demon would give up his power?

I don't know who set up this door here, the conditions are so harsh.

Could it be the former Demon King?

After thinking about it, Lu Fan felt that this idea seemed a bit plausible.

At this time, he had already imagined an older middle school student standing here, making a wretched laugh, and muttering to himself: "The setting is good, and the setting is even more touching. ? It's exciting!"

Bah, this bad old man is very bad, so I won't go.

Lu Fan originally wanted to leave directly and find a place far away to avoid it.

But before leaving, he accidentally saw something in the crack of the door, and then he couldn't walk anymore.

That is the magic stone.

There are endless magic stones all over the mountains.

"Little A, little B, little C, little D, is that you?"

Staring at the magic stone leaking from the crack of the door, Lu Fan hesitated.

I know this thing is a bit dangerous, but there are really too many magic stones in it.

After thinking for a long time, he suddenly had an idea.

Leaving the large cemetery, he went to the vicinity and caught a little ghost looking for food, and then threw the screaming kid inside the door.

After the little ghost flew into the door, the golden door suddenly closed, making the haunting sound of calling disappear temporarily.

But a second later, a large mass of flesh and blood spat out from the door, followed by a cold voice: "The trial failed."

After spitting out the imp, the door reopened, waiting for the next challenger.

"So it turns out that golden blood is the condition for opening the door, but after the door is opened, anyone can enter."

"There seems to be some kind of trial inside. If you fail the trial, you will die. And after entering, you will lose all your power. I don't know if it is pure power or including skills?"

"The kid's trial must have lasted more than one second, but only one second has passed outside, so does it mean that the time inside is different?"

After roughly inferring several characteristics of this door, Lu Fan probably had an idea.

Wrote a system announcement, and he released the announcement.

"System broadcast: A new game copy has been opened, and players can go to the bottom of the necropolis to participate in the copy."

"The content of this event is confidential.

And the risk is very high, it is not recommended for players to bring equipment to go. "

"This event is open for a long time. In order to take care of the game experience of new players, the attributes of all players in this copy will be wiped out. Please explore more exciting things by yourself. Just sauce."

After listening to this system broadcast, the new players burst into tears.

I'm sorry, game company, I scolded you on Weibo a few days ago, I didn't expect you to be so conscientious.

Later, we will go to Weibo to give you good reviews, and we will ensure that it will be on the hot search again.

Seeing the grateful faces of these new players, the old players sneered unanimously.

hehe.

You haven't felt the urine of this game company yet, and there are times when you cry.

But scolding is scolding, the new gameplay still needs to be played.

Just when the new and old players stopped their work, ended the game and prepared to see what was inside, another broadcast appeared: "I forgot to say, every time you do a dungeon, please write a dungeon summary, 200 words That's fine, please send it to YouQ after you finish writing it, and Master Lu will review it."

"It's funny, isn't it!" A player roared angrily, "Weibo only needs 140 characters, how dare you ask me for 200 characters!"

"Exactly! Do you know how long it takes me to write an 800-word composition?"

"That's right! I'm a part-time writer, and I don't have a manuscript fee or a recommendation ticket after I finish writing. Why should I write for you!"

"That's it! I don't even bother to write the year-end summary, why do I need to write 200 words for the next copy?"

Just when the players were filled with righteous indignation, the broadcast came unhurriedly: "It's okay not to write, but one 5 honors, good writing will increase as appropriate."

The players fell silent.

After a while, the loudest player coughed lightly: "Thinking about it now, 200 words doesn't seem like much."

"Yes, yes, it will be done in a few minutes, just sprinkle water."

"Let's go, let's take it as a contribution strategy."

A group of players came to the side of the large cemetery in a mighty manner, and the magician player blessed the feather fall technique, and then fell to the bottom of the large cemetery.

Looking at the gate that was not there last time, no one moved immediately, and everyone hoped that someone would go up to explore the way ahead of time.

When all the players were silent, a fiery red figure took the lead and flew into the door like a meteor, and his heroic and wild voice echoed in the air:

"Who kicked me!"

"Angry Birds, I will miss you." His good friend, the African chief, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The angry bird that flew into the gate immediately felt that its strength was rapidly losing, and finally stayed at the "um..." stage.

After falling, the angry bird felt that he had landed on a piece of grass, and rolled several times on the grass before stopping.

After finally sitting up, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "When I go back, I will make you pay for your life!"

After a moment of impotent rage, he began to check his attributes.

"The four dimensions have returned to 0.1... it should be temporary, otherwise this game would be too hellish. The skills are also temporarily locked, that is to say, do you need to rely on your brain to pass the level? The first step, let's see what the goal of the dungeon is. .But what about the copy target?"

After searching for a long time in the field of vision, he still didn't see the reminder of the target of the copy.

"Sure enough, Project Dog has developed another semi-finished product, but I'm not surprised at all."

Sighing, the angry bird moved its chubby body and began to observe the surrounding environment.