This Group of Players Are All Slimes

A person and a slime sat silently in the temporary dungeon, observing each other carefully.

Regarding Ferdinand III's "an old knight", he took off his clothes and felt that only the middle word could be believed.

Steel is a scarce item, but the armor stripped from the opponent's body is well-made, and there is a defensive rune circle inside, which shows that it is not something ordinary characters can have.

Combined with the opponent's strength equivalent to the average level of a general, take off his clothes to make sure that the opponent is at least a high-level person, perhaps the castle owner himself.

In addition, taking off the clothes is also observing the appearance of the other party.

Gray hair, cold and unkind eyes, hands full of calluses...

These appearance features were brought together by him one by one, and became a powerful tool for him to judge the character of the other party.

While taking off his clothes to infer the character of Ferdinand III, the other party was also watching taking off his clothes.

After a few minutes, he shook his head regretfully.

Quite round.

Other than that nothing can be seen.

It's really hard to see something from a slime.

Now Ferdinand III began to suspect that the so-called Lord Lu deliberately recruited slimes as his subordinates in order to prevent others from seeing what his subordinates were thinking.

Although he lost a trick in the appearance analysis, Ferdinand III still decided to make a comeback in the next confrontation.

He leaned back in his chair and put on a casual attitude as much as possible: "I have roughly guessed your plan, that demigod belongs to you, and the so-called hostile relationship just provides a clue as to why the demigod is trapped here." The reason. You are very strong, but you are showing weakness on purpose, you probably want to lure us in and finally take my dungeon?"

"That's right." He took off his clothes and said with a smile.

"But the early setting was a failure. So many inexplicable things will only arouse our vigilance. From this, it can be inferred that there should be many factions within you, and you succeeded in seizing power and got the position of commander-in-chief, right?"

"Well... it's just a simple disconnection, and someone will be responsible for the early problems."

The director who was still hanging shivered.

Ferdinand III didn't understand what it meant to be disconnected, but he felt that his guess should be right.

Otherwise there is no way to explain it.

Having said that, Ferdinand III decided to use a fierce move.

A smile appeared on his face, he stared at the chubby slime in front of him and said: "But you made a mistake, a fatal mistake. You thought the four people who left would obediently obey your orders and express what you wanted Can you bring me what you want? People in the League of Assassins are cowards, they must have noticed the violation here, and decided to leave. In the future, you will get nothing, so go back to hell obediently."

Ferdinand III thought he could see the panicked expression of the other party.

But after taking off his clothes, he just smiled calmly: "I know. I did it on purpose."

"you are lying!"

"Not this time. My target in the later stage is not them, but you, otherwise why would I kill your replica in public. They know we are acting, and I know they know we are acting, but they will still follow me The script followed, which is to pass the news of your death back to the castle and cause chaos. I don’t think they will let go of things that can be borrowed.”

"They won't!" Ferdinand III shouted loudly.

"You're lying." He took off his clothes and continued with a smile, "You've already figured it out, and you know they will. They will tell your death with embellishments, and they will make up a very meticulous lie, which will reasonably cause you The castle's wrath. Maybe your heir won't be fooled, but those under him will be."

"after,

We will manipulate the war and slowly devour your soldiers in various ways, and those from the League of Assassins will help us. Until you run out of money to a certain extent, then that castle will be ours. "

"Although Mr. Lu didn't make it clear, I understand him. This is just the first step for him to conquer the human world. It's just a springboard. He must have a complete plan in his mind, and we just help them implement it."

"My script has been written, and the actors should be in place."

Ferdinand III felt his goosebumps rising layer by layer, which made him immediately awaken his spiritual power, and instantly chopped off the slime in front of him with a hand knife.

Afterwards, he quickly wanted to escape here, but when he rushed to the door of the cell, an ax came from the front, and the ferocity made him take a few steps back.

If it was in his heyday, he would be sure to end the opponent within a hundred moves.

But now that he was injured and had no weapon in his hand, the result was that he was suppressed back to his original position by the opponent.

"What have you done!" The crazy little policewoman who rushed in roared angrily, "I can only chop off the head of that criminal pretending to be X!"

Ferdinand III's thinking was confused for a moment.

You are companions!

Why do you miss the other party's head so much!

And do slimes have brains? Is that a renewable part?

Before he could think clearly, the crazy little policewoman had rushed up, swinging an ax impenetrably, leaving several wounds on Ferdinand III's body in an instant.

In the end, the crazy policewoman dodged Ferdinand III's attack, and the ax handle hit Ferdinand III hard on the back of the head, causing him to faint.

After spitting at Ferdinand III who was lying on the ground, the crazy little policewoman took off her clothes half dead, and left here angrily.

A day later, Ferdinand III woke up in his hospital bed.

He clutched his aching head and found that he had been transferred from the dungeon to a ward.

After waking up, he just wanted to burn the psionic energy immediately, and then he was surprised to find that there was no problem with the psionic energy, but his body was as heavy as if it had been filled with lead.

"You're awake." A girl came over and said gently, "Mr. Take off your clothes and asked me to tell you that they have spent their honor to ask the magician to cast dozens of weak spells on you. Don't think about it in a short time." Move freely."

"This devil!"

Ferdinand III fell powerlessly on the bed.

With every passing second, he could feel the death knell of doom getting closer.

This feeling of knowing that a huge conspiracy is approaching, but being powerless, is really too desperate.

"What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with your body?" The girl stepped forward and asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Ferdinand III shook his head, "Thank you, my lovely lady, who are you?"

"Leanna, a fallen person, is currently a trainee doctor."

"Fallen..." Ferdinand III's eyes gradually turned cold.

Sensing the change in the other party's attitude, Lianna felt a stabbing pain in her heart.

However, she still took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Yes, a fallen person tainted with demonic aura. Moreover, I decided to work here and prepare to transform into a demon."

"Have you given up human dignity and become a lackey of the devil!" Ferdinand III roared angrily.

Ferdinand III's roar made Lianna take a step back, but she still suppressed her fear and stared at Ferdinand III firmly: "Yes, I don't deny it, but humans abandoned us first."