This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Inside the temple, the God of Sacrifice looked at the five envoys who had fled back, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

He is angry.

But more, it's fear.

He never thought that he had fallen to this point.

At first, he thought he could fight the devil 50/50.

But the speed at which the Demon King grows is too astonishing. Now not only the Demon King's subordinates, but even his subordinates have become invincible targets for his envoys.

"That demon king... Where did he get his power from? Is it God God! Or some other way!"

The crazy God of Sacrifice kept smashing things around, and his angry roar echoed in the temple full of garbage.

Suddenly, he felt another palpitation.

Looking at the mortal world, he found that the residents of the northern kingdom had spontaneously stood up, surrounded by a tall and burly priest of the nameless god, and walked towards the square together.

Some of them hugged their children tightly, and some wept silently, holding the bodies of their children.

They were once fanatical believers who sacrificed their loved ones to please the Nameless God.

But now, they are awakened.

From them, the God of Sacrifice can feel that hatred. How true their belief in themselves was before, how fierce this hatred is now.

For the first time in his life, the God of Sacrifice felt fear from this group of people.

They are mortals, powerless mortals, as long as a priest comes over, they can assimilate them and become their own believers.

But they are extremely powerful. The once ignorant beliefs have been eliminated, and the high wall of reason has been erected again, so that they can be stronger to meet the new future.

This is the power of mortals.

This is the power of fire.

Don't let that priest go to the square!

cannot!

At this moment, the God of Sacrifice knew that he could no longer cling to the position of the Lord God. If he didn't take measures as soon as possible, he might even be the one who fell.

Underneath the kingdom of the north,

Immediately His priests heard the oracle.

"Stop that guy, stop that guy at all costs!"

The big sister who received the oracle showed a charming smile.

Ordering to stop the search for Snow, she gathered all the priests and the remaining believers in the underground temple.

"Sacrifice, believers. It's time to show your piety to the god of sacrifice. May your souls ascend to the kingdom of God and enjoy the glory of the god of sacrifice forever in the kingdom of God."

A faint blue flame burned on every believer, and a large number of sacrifices brought a lot of power, which was shared with every priest.

This flame even appeared on the ground, and some people who still had hope for the god of sacrifice screamed and were sacrificed, becoming the power of the underground priests.

But the people looked at these flames fearlessly, and the desire for revenge made their will extremely firm.

The power of hatred prompted them to surround Mather and move forward together to ring the death knell for the god of sacrifice.

Beside them, the priests of the God of Sacrifice came out of the ground and began to launch suicide attacks on Mather.

In the secret passage, King Claude also felt the other party's call.

He had a deep relationship with the God of Sacrifice, and the murmur of the priest of the God of Sacrifice also sounded in his ears, promising countless benefits, tempting him to sacrifice his life.

"Everything about you comes from the great God of Sacrifice. He may have deceived you once, but He will never do it again."

"Dedicate everything you have, and you will gain unparalleled power and strength, and you will ascend to the eternal kingdom of God, and see your wife and your children again."

"Sacrifice, sacrifice everything. Give up thinking, and give everything to the eternal god of sacrifice."

Faced with the priest's persuasion, King Claude's expression remained calm.

He knew that what the other party said was true.

His relationship with the God of Sacrifice is much deeper than others, and now he clearly feels that the God of Sacrifice is in some great danger.

The other party even put down his figure, promised various benefits, and swore in his own god's name, vowing to fulfill all the promises.

As long as he wants, he can even directly become an envoy, or even a higher level existence than an envoy.

This is endless temptation, if...

If only he hadn't seen what his subjects were like now.

He has already seen the appearance of the people after they were reduced to fanatics. They sacrificed their own relatives with a smile, completely unaware of the cruel mistake they made.

"Gods, almost none of you can be trusted."

Closing his eyes, King Claude sacrificed himself.

Not to the god of sacrifice, but to another, more egalitarian, more fraternal god.

The other party has no emotions, but for human beings, He is a better choice.

"Nameless God, please accept me."

To his surprise, the nameless god rejected his sacrifice, but also sent his blessing.

He is a man-made god, and he will not accept the life of any believer, even if the other party sincerely prays.

"Hehe." King Claude smiled softly, "Sure enough, only you are the proper posture of a god. Take my armor here!"

At this moment, the tired King Claude stood up like a lion, releasing the vitality of his youth again.

Putting on the heavy armor, he said to the guards waiting on the side: "Are you willing to fight for the people?"

A neat voice sounded, and all the guards beat their chests to express their attitudes.

"Then let's go, find those priests, and use our own hands to break free from the shackles of the God of Sacrifice!"

In the kingdom of the north, the human battle has officially begun.

The fearless soldiers rushed out of their shelters, rushed to the priests who offered sacrifices to the god, and launched a charge without fear of life or death.

They are not as powerful as priests, nor do they have the means of infinite resurrection.

They could only rush to the ground, block the priests pouring out of the ground with their flesh and blood, and desperately guard the road ahead of Mather.

Mather walked slowly.

He had to, because it was a necessary step in the ritual.

Beside him, soldiers and civilians fell all the time, but Mather did not stop, but silently kept everyone's appearance in his heart.

There must be blood, there must be sacrifices, and the people must realize the true face of the gods.

When he walked to the center of the square, the road behind him was already covered in blood.

Jin and the little boy were already covered in scars. Even with the protection of the editor and the nameless god, there are still too many priests here, which is a bit too difficult.

The barrel of Crouching Dragon Mech had already started to heat up, which made him regretfully activate the self-destruct device, causing the mech and dozens of crazy priests to explode into pieces.

Standing still in front of the statue of the God of Sacrifice in front of the square, Mather stretched out his hand and roared in a bell-like voice: "People, the most important thing is happiness!"

Along with the most basic creed of the Nameless God, Mather's evangelistic meeting began.

And the ceremony is completed.

Accompanied by Mather's loud voice, the God of Sacrifice in the temple let out a heart-piercing howl. The ritual combined with the impact of the anti-creed led to an irreparable contradiction in his priesthood, and eroded him at an extremely fast speed, causing him to die.

Everything he feared finally came at this moment, and the severe pain made him roar angrily: "I am the god of sacrifice! How could I be defeated by you mortals!"

But he also knew that his fall was inevitable.

Although there were only 100,000 anti-believers, their resentment continued to ferment under the blessing of the ceremony, forming a force in his body that could shake his existence.

This is the power of mortals.

It can be as humble as dust, or as heavy as a mountain.

Before being completely collapsed by this power, the God of Sacrifice left his throne, rushed towards the human world, and rushed towards the Demon King who was defending the Iron Rule.

"Kill me, Demon King! At least for the last moment, let me die like a god."

However, the demon king in the air did not move.

Lu Fan just looked indifferently at the gradually dissipating God of Sacrifice, and said indifferently: "You are not worthy."

"Kill me and give me the final honor! I don't want to die at the hands of mortals!"

"You do not deserve!"

"Kill me!"

Frantically rushing towards the demon king in the air, the God of Sacrifice released his last strength towards the demon king.

But this power also began to collapse, and it disappeared the moment it touched the Demon King.

In front of the Demon King, the body of the God of Sacrifice began to burst, like a bubble that exploded and dissipated into the air, leaving only a weak heart of God.

And the Demon King is still in place.

This is not his victory.

It is a mortal victory.