This Group of Players Are All Slimes

In the silent conference hall, no one spoke.

All the demons were looking at the demon who claimed to be the demon king with complicated eyes, and the ordinary-looking middle-aged man standing next to the demon king who called himself the housekeeper.

In hell, there are never fewer demons who call themselves demon kings.

In some remote areas, some demons who call themselves demon kings can even rule an area for decades, until they are discovered by the Grand Duke and send dozens of demons to wipe them out.

So, is this powerful demon really the Demon King?

At this time, a demon whose upper body was a beautiful woman and whose lower body was a long snake stuck out his forked tongue, and asked charmingly: Master Demon King...

Did I let you speak? the demon king under the armor asked in a low voice.

Then, he raised his hand, and a cold voice sounded from under the armor: Kneel down.

The snake demon instantly felt that every corner of her body was being squeezed layer by layer, causing her body to lie on the ground uncontrollably, completely losing the power to beg for mercy.

Afterwards, the figure of the butler standing next to him disappeared quickly, and when he reappeared, he already had a bloody demon head in his hand, and he threw it forcefully onto the square table in the conference hall.

A grand duke died just like that.

The demon's face was still struggling before death, and the blood spattered fell on the faces of every demon grand duke present, but no grand duke dared to wipe off the blood.

This is the coercion of the Demon King.

As long as the sum of the four-dimensional attributes is less than half of the opponent's, he will be forcibly deprived of his mobility and become a lamb at the mercy of others. This is the signature skill of the Demon King.

All the demon princes immediately suppressed their small thoughts, and bowed their heads respectfully to the first demon king.

After deterring all the grand dukes with the death of a grand duke, the demon king asked in a low voice: From today onwards, the Lapathes Territory will officially become the territory directly under my jurisdiction, and everything will belong to me. Everything about you will become my domain. wealth, including your subordinates, your magic stones, your weapons of war, and your lives.

My order is the mission you must complete. The only purpose of your existence is to obey me, satisfy me, and die for me.

Anyone who disagrees with me will be killed; anyone who does not submit to me will be destroyed; demigods who question me will be punished by myself. Demons block and kill demons, gods block and kill gods. Who is against you?

The Grand Duke present respectfully said: We will obey your will.

Very well, I heard that some new monsters have appeared in Lapathos, which seem to be named animals and plants. And there is also a special existence of the Lord of Scourge, is there such a thing?

A Kobold Grand Duke immediately stood up, rubbing his hands with a flattering smile: As Lord Demon King said, I am really amazed by how well-informed you are...

I just want you to say yes or no?

The butler standing next to the Demon King disappeared again.

The smiling middle-aged man's speed was astonishing. Before all the demons could react, the kobold's tongue had been cut off and thrown on the square table.

The kobold demon who lost his tongue tightly covered his bloody mouth, not daring to say a word.

Under the tremendous pressure, the lizard man next to the kobold had no choice but to nod: Yes, Lord Demon King.

Then start with him first, and bring that guy's head here before I lose patience.

As if feeling that this order alone was not enough, the Demon King pointed at the square table with his black armored finger, and with a rare smile in his tone: The Grand Duke who brought the head here, I will give him the power of a demigod.

These words, like a lighthouse, illuminate the heart of every Grand Duke.

The endless lifespan of the demigod, the ability to manipulate space, and the path to becoming a god opened by the demigod are all goals that the devil is willing to spend everything to pursue.

For this power, they did not hesitate to kill each other and kill their fathers and sons, let alone a lord of natural disasters.

We will obey your will. They said sincerely.

Very good. Then go, I don't mind who kills the Lord of Calamity, as long as I can see the head of the other party.

After saying this, the Demon King got up directly and headed to his bedroom under the leadership of the housekeeper.

Behind him, all the Grand Dukes did not move, but bowed reverently to the back of the Demon King until the other party disappeared completely.

When they stood up, apart from hatred, they looked at each other with more determination to seize the opportunity.

Accompanied by the housekeeper, the devil walked into the bedroom.

After the housekeeper carefully inspected all the rooms to make sure there were no monitors and cast the sound-proofing magic, he said to the Demon King in satisfaction, You did a good job, but it's not really acting. After all, you're still a Demon King.

Is this the tone you speak to your master?

The butler looked at the Demon King in surprise, and immediately half-knelt on the ground: Please forgive me.

The Demon King didn't speak, but quietly stared at the housekeeper in front of him with cold eyes through the armor.

The two demons froze for a long time like a painting, and finally the butler stood up and sighed: It's boring, I'm already tired of playing the butler game, now that I think about it, the butler game isn't that fun.

Walking in front of the Demon King, he suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and thrust it into the opponent's chest.

The hard armor is like paper in front of the steward's sword.

The demon king in front of him was directly pierced, but strangely, not a single drop of blood flowed out.

There was a ferocious smile on the butler's face.

He stuck it to the devil's ear, and grinned wantonly, Look at your current body, are you still a devil? It's just a false devil who was resurrected with a drop of golden blood. What qualifications do you have to put on the pose of a devil!

A new devil king has been born, and you are just a pawn played by our royal family. Before the new devil king appears, your only use is to let us experiment to what extent a drop of golden blood can achieve.

Be your false devil obediently, and enjoy this hard-won happiness quietly. After the new devil appears, you will be useless at all.

Haha~haha~hahaha!

Amid the maniacal laughter of the housekeeper, the false devil clenched his fists: I am the devil! I am the real devil!

That's it! Make more of this look, make more of this sound, and make me happier!

After laughing, the smile on the housekeeper's face gradually faded, and finally turned into a formulaic smile: Then, good night, I wish you a sweet dream, Lord Demon King.

Afterwards, he withdrew with very proper etiquette and closed the bedroom door.

The false devil still sat calmly on his chair, without moving for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, he found a red portal suddenly appeared in the room.

Three figures fell out of the portal.

This is a very strange combination, one is an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, one is Kate, and the other is a priest of the God of the Earth.

After landing, the young girl immediately jumped up excitedly: It's a success, the eighth portal attempt is finally successful!