This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"How did you meet these two slimes? We were stealthy when we left."

"I don't know." The spy looked helplessly at the two slimes on his shoulders. "I just went out to investigate, and when I came back, I found these two slimes on my shoulders."

"...Forget it, kill them."

An assassin pulled out the dagger from his waist and cut the two slimes into pieces.

Staring at the slime that fell to the ground, Boss Duran felt something was wrong.

Unlike the slimes I saw before, these two slimes seemed to be extremely fragile, and they could be dealt with with a little effort.

After killing the two slimes, Boss Duran was about to tell everyone to leave immediately when he heard the cry of resentment.

"It's a terrible death~"

The hairs all over Duran's boss stood up.

He looked around in panic, but saw nothing, but he could hear the voice beside him, very close at hand.

"Boss, on your head!"

Immediately scratching at the head, Boss Duran directly grabbed a chubby slime full of tears.

Regardless of the possible consequences, Boss Duran violently crushed the slime into pieces.

Shaking off the mucus on his palm, he looked at his subordinates with a livid face: "Don't worry, it's all an illusion. Let's go."

"I also died a miserable death."

Another tragic voice sounded, directly breaking Boss Duran's defense.

He turned his head and found another slime appeared on top of one of his subordinates.

Pulling off the matchlock gun at his waist, Boss Duran blasted the slime into pieces with one shot, and then said to the stunned subordinates: "Go, go quickly."

"Where are you going?" A voice sounded from his right.

"Run away! Wait, who is talking to me? I haven't heard this voice before!"

turn your head away,

Boss Duran found a slime looking at him sadly.

Boss Duran was completely desperate.

With a long sigh, he grabbed the slime and rushed directly into the next room.

Putting the slime on the bed respectfully, he knelt down and asked sincerely, "My lord, what exactly do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to get justice for my chrysanthemum!" Wolong shouted angrily.

"Me too!" Feng Chu, who came out of nowhere, also shouted.

"Who is your enemy?"

"The God of Health!"

Boss Duran hesitated for a moment, weighing in his heart whether offending the Demon King or offending a god would have more serious consequences.

Judging from the current situation, these two slimes are obviously entangled with him. If he doesn't give in, the other party may keep entangled with him until the end of the world.

What's more, there is the Lord Demon King behind the other party, and if he is a little careless, he may provoke the Demon King's disgust, and he may be pulled out to continue whipping the corpse after he dies.

But if you stand on the side of the devil and provoke a god, then there may not be too serious consequences.

Anyway, these two slimes just want an explanation, just satisfy them casually, and it should be fine.

After thinking clearly, he said to Wolong: "Okay, I will help you with this. But after the matter is done, we will have nothing to do with each other. Do you understand?"

"We have nothing to do with each other! Or do you want a relationship? I warn you, I am underage, if you shoot me casually, you will get into trouble!"

"Sometimes I'm really curious, what are you slimes thinking. Forget it, what do you want to say?"

Wolong pondered.

After a while, he pushed Feng Chu next to him: "Brother Feng Chu, what are we going to do with this god of health?"

"Murder and murder!"

"Then why bother?"

"Draw the bottom of the pot!"

"How do you make a cauldron?"

"Take the hatchet!"

"Of course."

Wolong gave the other party a positive thumb, and the other party nodded in satisfaction.

Jumping off the bed, Wolong said to Boss Duran: "Help us prepare a room. The decoration needs to be white. The name is Wolong Fengchu Hospital, and hundreds of bottles are prepared. Let's prepare something and come back tomorrow morning." !"

"By the way, help prepare three breakfasts by the way. You don't need to prepare them, and help you save some money. It's just purple sauce, see you later."

The two slimes left in a hurry, leaving only Boss Duran who was confused.

However, he led his subordinates to quickly find a suitable place, and simply decorated the inside according to the instructions of the two slimes.

The next morning, the two slimes returned.

When they came back, they took out the things they collected outside from the storage ring.

Under the curious eyes of a group of people, they saw that the slime took out black wood eroded by miasma, brown iron ore, stones washed by the river, and fresh imp meat.

They took out a huge mallet and stone mortar, threw these things into it casually, and then sang and smashed around the stone mortar until these things were completely fused into a pile of black slime that couldn't see the original appearance.

Mixing these black mucus with a large amount of water, they sealed the strong and foul-smelling liquid into bottles, and they were done.

"Dangdangdangdang! The panacea has been successfully prepared!"

Wolong stood on the table, proudly holding the bottle high, while Fengchu scattered the torn paper flowers to celebrate.

"What do you call this?" The magician who heard the news frowned and asked.

"Universal elixir! A low-end magician like you must not understand it. It should be the first time you have seen this high-end and high-end thing."

"I used it once." The magician took the words, "It was a long time ago. I was trapped in a dungeon with several other adventurers, and the hell lord said that she would let us go if she satisfied her." .In order to be able to escape, we used this thing for a companion, so that he can better satisfy the other party."

"What's the effect?" Boss Duran asked curiously.

"Half of the city's demons are all dead, and the scene was once very chaotic. Forget it, don't care about these details, we escaped anyway."

"I'd love to know the details, but let's talk about it next time. Trust me, this thing is a panacea, you can't go wrong!"

The magician originally wanted to laugh at the other party. After all, the panacea is comparable to the golden stone in alchemy. It is the dream of every magician in the direction of alchemy. How could it be so easily configured.

But after seeing Wolong's confident expression, he suddenly had some doubts.

What makes the other party so confident?

Could it be that this thing is really a panacea?

As soon as this suspicion was born, it continued to expand in his heart, and finally occupied all his thoughts.

Gradually, he felt that what the other party said seemed to be true. This indelible black color, smelling like old garbage, seemed to be a panacea.

Before he knew it, he had accepted the setting that this thing was a panacea, and he believed in it.

Crouching Dragon's ability worked.

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