This Group of Players Are All Slimes

This mouth is extremely huge, just one piece exceeds the area of ​​the first floor of Sin City, and is closely connected with the bottom of Sin City.

It is constantly opening and closing, and every time it opens and closes, it can absorb a large amount of matter and transform these matter into itself, which is a part of Sin City.

It looks very gorgeous and perfect, as if it is the embodiment of all mothers, with pure and warm motherhood.

Just opening his mouth makes Satan Ye feel infinite charm, but behind this charm is an inexplicable coldness and fear from the depths of his soul.

This contradictory yet unified feeling made Satan Ye scream, his own sanity was rapidly dissipating, almost driving him crazy.

Weak chicken man, go to the spiritual fortress.

A yellow light wrapped the Satan leaf, and the warmth seeping from the yellow light dispelled the severe cold behind the Satan leaf, making him feel much better immediately.

Looking away, Satan Ye asked in a low voice, What is that?

If I'm not mistaken, it should be the mouth of the mother of all things. Lu Fan was thoughtful.

Satan Ye frantically recalled what he had learned in theology, and then lowered his voice and asked, Is it the mother of all things among the five gods created by the first generation of demons? Why did his mouth appear here?

I don't know, a lot of the original history has been lost, and we can't know all the content. Forget about that mouth, where is Peter?

The ultimate tool man, Weak Chicken Man, immediately released his real eyes, then calmly pointed to a place and said, There.

Turning his head, Lu Fan saw a mass of black matter composed of countless tentacles slowly merging into the mouth of the Mother of All Things, and there were exactly one hundred fallen people behind who were implicated by the tentacles, melting towards the Mother of All Things together.

They still seem to barely maintain their human shapes, but octopus-like tentacles have emerged from their backs, and they look extremely disgusting at this moment.

While walking, they were still whispering unknown words.

Although they couldn't understand their language, they could still tell from the tone and tone that it was an extremely evil and profane language. The sole purpose of creating this language is to desecrate everything in this world.

Seeing this scene, Lu Fan immediately thought of something, and blurted out: That's the ceremony of conferring the gods, Peter is going to confer the gods!

Can one hundred people become a god? Satan Ye cried out, This god is too cheap.

Of course it's impossible in this world, and the prerequisites are not met. But don't forget, this is a different world. Who knows how many evil things he swallowed, and then used the power of the evil things to start conferring gods.

How did you know!

Of course you'll know when you see it too much. Weak chicken man, don't care about firepower, attack with all your strength.

receive.

Weak Chicken Man immediately started the automatic singing program, and more than ten arms split out from his back.

These arms are intertwined with each other, and they are connected with each other. With the fast speech of the weak chicken man, seventeen times of the seventh-level magic, the dissociation technique, are released in an instant.

The black light that can incinerate everything shoots out towards the troops not far away. Each black light carries the breath of destruction, and cracks everything encountered on the way into the most basic particles.

The seventeenth dissociation technique flew over, turning all the hundred people present into fly ashes, and even the body of Peter in the middle was cracked and turned into a small core.

But it was precisely this core that resisted the weak chicken man's dissociation technique.

Although it is only the size of a pea, this core seems to have a very extraordinary special design, so that the dissociation technique cannot break through its shell at all, and it still slowly floats towards the mother of all things.

In the process of fluttering, a large number of tentacles were formed from the core, and then a new hundred people evolved, continuing to chant those profane words.

It's kind of bad. Lu Fan frowned and said, Weak Chicken Man, can you still increase your firepower?

Weak Chicken Man nodded expressionlessly: Yes. We need to use the eighth level of magic.

It's a pity that I can't use it without the permission of any god.

Lu Fan stared at the Weak Chicken Man with wide eyes, but he didn't expect that the other party had already risen to this level quietly.

The eighth level of magic is already the domain of the gods. Without the permission of the gods, it is impossible for a magician to cast the eighth level of magic.

No problem, God of Dreams, come out and give me permission!

calls me!

As soon as the summoned dream god came here, he was frightened back in an instant.

Hiding in Lu Fan's mind, he yelled frantically: What are you doing, what are you doing! Why did you mess with that thing, what is that thing?

Don't you know how to watch? Are you keeping your godly eyes for licking handsome guys!

I dare not! Just the presence makes me very scared, and how do you know I'm licking you!

You really licked it! God of dreams, I'm going to hang you from the lighthouse when I go back!

Let's go back and talk about it!

So, give permission quickly, so that the weak chicken man can cast eighth-level magic!

The God of Dreams quickly gave the Weak Chicken Man a permission, and then immediately fled back to the Kingdom of Dreams along the hell goblin, never daring to come out again.

The status of the mother of all things is even higher than that of the main god. The other party can be said to be a part of the origin of this world. Just one look can make a weak god like the God of Dreams explode and die.

Although there is only one mouth left now, the sense of presence has remained in this mouth, making the God of Dreams feel as if he is going to be swallowed by the other party just by seeing the other party.

The weak chicken man who obtained the permission immediately began to chant.

Unlike the dissociation technique that he had used seventeen times by Xinshou before, he chanted for an extra long time this time, and the arm waving behind his back was also for an extra long time.

When he finished casting, Lu Fan and Satan Ye obviously felt their bodies sink, but they returned to normal immediately.

However, the core of Peter, who was moving ahead, was not treated so well.

Peter in the air was cracked into a core again, and then the speed of this core became slower and slower, and finally stopped completely.

What kind of magic is this? Satan Ye asked suspiciously.

Time stops. Weak Chicken Man said calmly, as if he was using something worthless, and it's not over yet.

Another series of complex incantations were spoken, and when the incantation was finally completed, Satan Ye saw the core explode in front of him.

Countless words erupted from this core, and each word represented a concept.

Illusory characters filled the entire space and were constantly rotating, each emitting colorful black light.

Satan Ye had never been able to understand what color the colorful black was, but this time he saw it.

This is a color that should not exist in this world, and it is a color that symbolizes the power of the gods.

Surrounded by a large number of words, Weak Chicken Man stretched out his hand and touched one of the words.

Then crush it.

When the words were crushed, the words surrounded in the air burst into sharp howls like living creatures, and then gathered together rapidly.

They want to condense into their original shape again, but lacking a core of characters, they can no longer merge accurately. They can only constantly change their bodies, forming one terrifying and weird shape after another.

In the end, Peter's body was completely reduced to a pile of slime, filling the air with a disgusting stench.

Covering his nose, Satan Ye looked at Peter's corpse: Did it work?

Failed, let's go.

Jumping on the weak chicken man's back, Lu Fan pointed to the top and shouted: Let's go, go back quickly!

Satan Ye also jumped up and asked suspiciously, Why did you fail? I think Peter died quite peacefully.

Have you forgotten, that guy is immortal.

When they fled upwards at high speed, the rotten flesh whose core was destroyed trembled.

Afterwards, a hundred mouths opened on Rotten Flesh, and the profane voice sounded again.

Amidst the sound of profanity, the mass of rotten meat continued to move towards the mouth of the Mother of All Things, slowly and firmly swallowed by this mouth, and then merged with it.

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