This Group of Players Are All Slimes

In the castle, Lord Ferdinand III was warming up by a fire in a warm room.

The windows of the castle are closed by thick carpets, which isolate the fierce wind from the outside and make the whole room extremely warm.

He took out his pocket watch, glanced at it, and asked after confirming the time, "How is the situation?"

"Thirty fallen people were frozen to death last night." A close aide whispered.

"I don't care about this, I'm asking if the dungeon has appeared?"

"...has appeared."

"Location."

"The castle is three kilometers due east."

Ferdinand III stood up and began to look for the location of the dungeon on the map on the wall.

The dungeon is just on the plain, transparent on all sides, without natural moats, it is an easy place to attack.

A point was marked on the corresponding position, and Ferdinand III continued to ask: "Are you sure the extended area of ​​the law of hell in the dungeon will not reach here?"

"It has been determined by the court magician, no."

Hearing this answer, Ferdinand III smiled lightly.

A dungeon that can only be defended but not attacked.

After receiving the letter from the court scholar, he was a little panicked at first, after all, his castle would be attacked by a group of demons at any time.

But after confirming that the dungeon can only be defended, his ambition is burning again.

Breaking through a dungeon is a supreme honor for his family, and it can even elevate his title to a higher level, from baron to viscount.

Not to mention the spoils seized from the dungeon, whether it is magic stones or those female demons, every item is a favorite item of other nobles.

However, it is still necessary to test the strength of that dungeon first.

"Send a group of fallen people out first, let them attack that dungeon, and tell them, as long as they can kill a demon, then let them be free."

His confidant was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but raised his head and said, "My lord, are you letting them die?"

"How could it be, this is their decency. Being able to die as a soldier is the most honorable thing in their life."

"Then at least give them a piece of clothing and a weapon!" His cronies said dissatisfied.

Ferdinand III looked helplessly at his cronies, got up and went forward to straighten his messy collar.

"Look at you, my dear nephew, you can't lose the dignity of the nobility at any time. I know you sympathize with those slave orphans, but you have to understand that nobles and commoners, commoners and slaves, slaves and degenerates are completely different .They were born lowly, you and I were born noble.”

"But……"

"No, but. Forget it, just give them a piece of clothing and a weapon according to your request. You really cost me this time."

"...Thank you, my lord."

In the bone-chilling cold wind, the gate of the castle was opened, and a group of ragged children were pushed out and started to move forward under the leadership of the soldiers.

They wore musty clothes, held simple wooden spears in their hands, stepped on the snow with bare feet, and walked silently towards the dungeon in the distance.

Although the clothes were very thin, they were the only thing they had to keep out the cold. Everyone had to wrap their clothes tightly around their bodies before continuing to walk on the icy snow.

They are all descendants of fallen people, descendants of people who were once bewitched by demons and contaminated with demon power, and they are untouchable and extremely lowly existences.

Although their appearances are different, their expressions are surprisingly consistent, that is numbness.

Numb to life, and numb to the future.

There is nothing in their past, nothing in their present, and nothing in their future.

The eyes that have lost their highlights can only stare at the front silently, and the legs move mechanically,

Like the walking dead, from one death to another.

From time to time someone falls behind on the march, and the friend of the deceased does not even shed tears and continues on.

Not far from the dungeon, the soldier stopped.

He took a sip of spirits to keep warm, and then shouted to the people behind him: "Rush up, chop suey!"

This group of people walked forward silently, penetrated the membrane, and walked into the dungeon.

Just as demons become humanized in the human world, humans will also become demonized within the scope of hell.

However, this process will be very long, often several years to complete the transformation.

And in the middle of the process, demonized human beings have to endure unbearable pain, and countless human beings died due to unbearable pain.

In the snow-covered dungeon, they saw the first demon.

A plump green slime.

After staring blindly at each other for a while, the slime suddenly jumped backwards crazily, at a speed far beyond the limits of normal slimes.

"Everyone! A new enemy is coming!" the slime shouted vigorously while jumping.

"Where is where? Is there a girl with a height of 1.48 meters and a fox ear and beast tail with white silk and a tsundere mouth who is an 'ahoo' little girl?"

"Brother, are you trying to keep your mouth shut? And your XP system is too specific."

"Stop talking nonsense and watch the new enemies."

In less than half a minute, the group of slaves discovered in horror that they were surrounded by a group of colorful slimes.

This group of children clenched the simple spears in their hands, and they kept gathering under the pressure of slime, with two emotions of despair and relief mixed in their hearts at the same time.

In their field of vision, they were already surrounded by chubby demons, and they would be buried in the belly of the demons in the next second.

However, remembering the lord's previous promise, they still mustered up their courage, clenched the spears in their hands, and rushed towards a slime.

Too powerful demons they can't defeat, but slime, they may have hope of victory.

Slowly rushing towards a slime, some of them fell to the ground constantly during the charge. Long-term malnutrition and cold wind made it extremely difficult for them to even run.

The slimes looked at the group of children silently.

Through [investigation], they have already seen the attributes of this group of children. The four-dimensional attribute is not even 1, and it is impossible for them to be the opponents of this group of slimes, who are all elite at worst.

But they rushed over anyway.

A few children with high physique attributes rushed in front of a slime.

They stood unsteadily in front of the player, then raised the spears in their hands with difficulty, and stabbed at the green slime in front of them.

Several spears pierced the player's body, and then snapped off.

Looking at the broken spear, the children hesitated for a few seconds, then dropped the broken spear, rushed at the player, and bit the player hard.

The player expanded the attribute panel and looked at the damage.

Do not break the defense.

Their strength is so light that they can't even break the skin.

The bitten player thought for a long time, then sighed: "I don't think I can do it."

"Me too, I feel... a bit pitiful."

"I feel that they are just a group of children. Let the children be monsters. Isn't the dog afraid of being punished for planning?"

"They've all passed out, and they probably will freeze to death in a short time. What shall we do?"

Looking at the group of fainted children, the players fell into deep thought.