This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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Devotional Star is one guy who has an uncomfortable laugh.

His mouth showed eight perfect teeth when he smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

In addition, his eyes are naturally small, which makes him always have a feeling of conspiracy brewing, which also makes him criticized in the entire church.

However, what Luo Lin is not good at is judging people by their appearance, so although the reputation of Pious Star is not very good, Luo Lin feels that the other party is comfortable to use, and it is enough to ignore those useless ones.

Pulling out a bottle of wine from the dark cabinet, Luo Lin bit off the cork, finished off half of the bottle, and handed the bottle to the Pious Star.

"Take a bite!"

"No need, Master Luo Lin. Drinking alcohol is a very sacrilegious act, I suggest you not."

"I will get rid of this creed sooner or later! By the way, my adoptive father... no, is King Roland still praying? He has been praying for a long time!"

"Why don't you go and see him for yourself?"

"That's right! The recent situation is a bit tricky, it's time to seek his opinion! Come on, come and see him with me!"

"At your command. But can't you really keep your voice down?"

Pulling open a secret door, Luo Lin walked in directly, and went down the long and narrow passage until he came to a room full of candles.

Candles made of beeswax are expensive, but they burn without a strong odor, making them essential ritual objects for prayer.

Among the fist-thick candles, King Roland quietly knelt in front of an indistinct statue of a god.

The long time of fasting and water deprivation made the old man look like a skeleton, only weak breathing showed that he was still alive.

"Father, get up, how long do you have to pray to the God God? The other party will ignore you."

"I know." A voice as light as a mosquito came from King Roland's body.

He stood up gently, his thin body seemed to fall down with a slight blow, but there was a hale and hearty light in his eyes.

"The ceremony is over, and everything I have prepared is ready. The power of the Dharma kings of the past has gathered on me, which is enough for me to complete the final ceremony."

"What ritual? Can you do the ritual of overthrowing the gods?"

As usual, King Roland would have educated Luo Lin with his fists.

But now, he just looked at his adopted son dotingly, his gentle gaze was no different from that of ordinary old people.

"Holy water ceremony." King Roland said with a smile, "Holy King's greatest weapon is holy water, which allows the King to bypass the influence of the gods and directly cast powerful magic. Now, I want to hand over the holy water to you. Take your Bring out your sword."

Luo Lin took out the sword curiously, and then asked, "What kind of ceremony needs a weapon?"

"A ritual to kill me."

As soon as the voice fell, King Roland had already walked up.

The old man who had participated in the previous war between the Demon King and the Hero broke out at this moment with a strength that surpassed that of the knight mentor.

Luo Lin could only watch the other party appear in front of him, his saber pierced the old man's throat, and tiny blood flowed slowly from the wound.

"Father, what are you doing!"

King Luo Lin's hand was gently placed on top of Luo Lin's head.

(Don't talk, I'm using psychic energy to communicate with you. I feel the arrangement of the gods. In their script, only one of you and I can survive. They are going to turn us against each other and kill each other. I can feel them We have already begun to weave a net, but unfortunately I can't do anything.)

(Every alternate hero is the protagonist of the drama of the gods, and you are no exception. I wanted to use my prayers to avoid the tragedy that was imposed on you, but he did not answer my prayers.)

(Thus, rather than being tortured to death like a clown, I still hope to die with more dignity, which is the minimum death method they can accept.

Remember your anger, remember your grief. Remember who this anger is for, they are our real enemies. )

"Father!"

(Don't talk, I don't have much time. The holy water is an existence with the same status as the golden blood of the devil king. The soul and body of the kings of the past are concentrated in the holy water. I hope you can make good use of it. Don't let me down, my son. )

(The current Church of Roland has been completely corrupted, and there are not many people who can be trusted. Re-establish a new Church of Roland, choose a trustworthy god, and let him be the patron saint of the Church of Roland.)

(You once asked me a question while I was asleep and I said yes. I'm so proud of you. You did a lot of things and it didn't matter. I remember you being carried back from church by me Jingjing, you are so small, as thin as a kitten. I raised you with milk, watched you walk for the first time, call me father for the first time. Every first time is irreplaceable in my heart treasure.)

(I am proud of you, I am proud to be your father. I hope my last strength can help you out of despair, and may the dawn and hope shine in your heart.)

(Goodbye, my son.)

After passing the last sentence through spiritual energy, King Roland's body quickly melted.

His body released mercury-like light, and his thin body turned into a transparent liquid in an instant, and lost its human form, turning into a puddle of liquid.

Before his death, King Roland was already very thin, but the liquid he turned into was even less, only a thin layer on the ground.

In Luo Lin's eyes, the liquid slowly gathered like a living thing, and finally climbed up Luo Lin's arm and mixed into his blood.

After the holy water was integrated into Luo Lin's body, the knowledge accumulated by the past kings was poured into his body, allowing him to acquire more knowledge and master more secrets and divine arts.

"Father..."

Quietly feeling this memory and the power pouring into his heart, Luo Lin suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.

"You guys are so slow."

The pious star behind Luo Lin smiled and stood up, facing the group of people behind him.

Those are the twelve bishops and all the holy knights.

They surrounded Luo Lin, and the leading bishop looked at Luo Lin with a smile and said, "Rolin, now I will arrest you for murdering King Roland. Take him down."

Luo Lin, who was still immersed in his father's death, did not resist, allowing these people to seal his power and drag him to the trial court.

When passing by the devout star, he suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

"A despicable and shameless puppet." Pious Star said with a smile.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

"You don't need to know."

Luo Lin looked at the devout star silently, and then left without saying a word.

Behind him, the leading bishop patted the pious star on the shoulder: "Well done, you will get what you want."

"Thank you, Lord Bishop." Pious Star smiled ambiguously with his usual smile.

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