This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Jin was still immersed in his dream.

This time, he experienced the separation and reunion with his lover, experienced countless despairs and hopes, until he reached the end.

Although he will forget the memory of the last dream every time, but certain things in the dream will remain, increasing the thickness of his soul, allowing him to grow slowly in the dream.

This time, he became a general in a dream, and led his soldiers to defeat the former demon and rescue his princess.

Amid the cheers of the soldiers, he stepped on the ruins and walked into the dungeon.

There was no time to tidy up his appearance, he couldn't wait to come to the room, and saw his beloved after opening the door.

Luna, here I come.

The charming girl on the opposite side looked at Jin with tears in her eyes, and stretched out her hand to him.

And when Jin was about to hold the opponent's hand, the dream shattered, causing him to wake up from the dream and appear in the cramped corridor.

He was still shaking hands, but his hands were empty.

Luna, Luna! Where are you? Jin couldn't help shouting.

Luna, I'm Slater, where are you?

Luna, I'm Englis, where are you?

The calls one after another made Jin feel that something was wrong.

Pulling the person next to him, he asked suspiciously, Is your wife also called Luna?

Yes, your wife too?

Another tauren came over: What a coincidence, my wife is too.

What a coincidence, so is my wife.

After comparing everyone's dream lovers, everyone found that everyone's wife seemed, probably, seemed to be Luna.

After comparing the characteristics of their wives, they found that they seemed to be the same person.

What is this, evil thing?

My wife, my Luna.

The person I've liked for so long is actually just a fiction,

This is impossible.

Just when everyone was about to fall into the abyss of despair, they suddenly felt a throbbing.

Following this throbbing, all the surviving treasure hunters came to a huge arena, and saw a little girl dressed like a Christmas tree standing in the arena.

He cleared his throat, and then shouted loudly: Worship me, I am the god of dreams.

No one paid him any attention.

Everyone was immersed in the fact that their wives did not exist, and several female treasure hunters even began to sob softly.

Realizing that he was being ignored, the God of Dreams was about to get mad when Satan Ye coughed.

After shivering for a while, the God of Dreams had no choice but to say kindly, Everyone, don't be nervous, your wives do exist.

Just this sentence made everyone's hopes burn.

A treasure hunter stood up and asked excitedly, Where is she?

outside.

well……

But we've found a way out.

Long live.

But you may not live to that time?

What?

The God of Dreamland enjoys the surprises of the treasure hunters in front of him, and feels that human beings are really fun.

I will continue to play with humans like this in the future.

Just when the God of Dreams was about to fall into darkness, Satan Ye pulled the opponent's chin and said ferociously: Don't think that you are a god, so I can't kill you. We have too many gods to kill. You make another trouble! try.

Brother, Zhongle Zhongle, I'll just listen to you.

Part of the information was omitted, the God of Dreams only told everyone that your national wife is still outside, and now we have to kill your former president or insist on going out for three days.

I thought that this group of people would be somewhat resistant to killing their president, but I didn't expect everyone to get excited when they knew that they could go back as long as it was so simple.

Tell me, how do you need to kill him? A hideous treasure hunter asked while licking a poisoned knife.

Leave it to me. I'm a local. I have a hundred ways to make his life worse than death.

Jie Jie Jie, President, you can go at ease.

Looking at the treasure hunters who couldn't wait to kill the president, Satan Ye looked at Cui En and said, Are you sure they are treasure hunters? Not bandits?

I admit that their moral bottom line is a little lower, but isn't this very useful?

Okay, those who are proficient in traps, please raise your hand?

Immediately hundreds of hands went up.

Yes, very good. Cui En, take them to the once-in-a-lifetime treasure room to select treasures, choose traps, and then start setting up traps on the sixth hundredth floor of the sword. This is my heartless sword. There is only one requirement for the layout. Let the evil The city is disconnected on the 600th floor.

After finishing the first batch of arrangements, Satan Ye looked at the remaining treasure hunters and shouted: Two people are a thousand meters apart, they walk relative to each other at a speed of five meters per second, and a bee walks at a speed of one hundred meters per second. Fly back and forth between them, and turn when you meet one person. Ask how far the bee flew when they finally met. If you have the answer, come and tell me secretly.

A group of treasure hunters looked at each other.

After a while, someone immediately figured out the answer and came up to tell Satan Ye the answer.

Ten minutes later, after confirming that no one has figured it out, Satan Ye said to the twenty-seven people who came out: Your intelligence is not bad. Afterwards, my staff will help me analyze the data. The next question is to open the psionic ability, four attributes and over a hundred over.

Constantly screening talents in various ways, Lu Fan finally classified everyone into categories, and recorded everyone's name, appearance and specialty through his excellent memory.

And the quality of these talents is beyond Satan Ye's imagination.

Due to three months of dream training, most of their physical strength needs to be supported by their own demon form, but in terms of will and skill, they are completely comparable to outstanding members of Roland Church.

After going back, let the demon king contribute this technology. It doesn't matter if you consume divine power. Improving your strength is the last word.

It takes a lot of time to select talents.

Cui En rushed back immediately after the last person was screened.

The arrangement is complete. Do you want to detonate it now?

Wait a minute, let me take a look.

Let the swordsman make a hole in the wall, and Satan Ye saw that the evil below was getting closer.

When the opponent was about to approach the six hundredth floor, Satan Ye said decisively: Detonate.

Through a special treasure, the trap hunters below quickly received the signal and decisively detonated all the heartless swords.

Deafening explosions sounded, and the continuous explosions shattered the entire 600th floor. The resulting impact even gave Sin City an initial velocity, causing it to fly forward in the void.

And in its lower half, the abomination clung to the remaining part, and flew downward together with the broken part.

Long live! The treasure hunter who witnessed this scene couldn't help cheering.

But before their cheers stopped, they saw that the shape of the god had changed.

Peter hanging on the mouth of the mother of all things began to deform, and a spider-like organ appeared on its chest, and a large amount of white spider silk was ejected, sticking to the bottom of Sin City.

Following this thread, Peter began to climb up the thread, getting closer to the city of sin.

Hey, it really isn't that easy...Swordsmen, let's move.

For Luna, go!