This Group of Players Are All Slimes

After the God of Health withdrew his bet on Rollin, Rollin on the southern front also felt the changes in himself.

He dodged the heavy ax of a suture monster made of dozens of corpses in front of him, then turned around and swung his 500-pound heavy hammer, smashing the suture monster into a meat paste.

Wiping off the fleshy mud splashed on his face, he picked up the Stitcher's heavy ax from the ground, and threw it forward.

The heavy ax that flew out directly cut the other suture monster in the middle, allowing a companion who was almost killed by the suture monster's heavy ax to escape from death.

"Thank you, Rollin!" the muscular man shouted loudly.

"Call me Master Luo Lin!"

"Okay, Rollin!"

After barely repelling the attack, a group of people finally got a chance to take a nap, and Luo Lin had the opportunity to feel the changes in himself.

The holy pattern on the back of his hand is still there, but the holy light inside has disappeared, which means that the god of health has withdrawn his attention.

Although this will cause him to be unable to use the power of the alternate hero, it also means that he will not appear on the stage of the gods for the time being.

"Why was it revoked? Forget it, I don't want to ask this question anymore, is there still wine!"

"It was gone three days ago." A muscular man lay on the ground and said weakly, "When can we retreat? We have resisted seven attacks. By the way, where is my roommate? Is he dead?"

"have no idea!"

At this time, a sound of horseshoes sounded outside, and a well-dressed orderly jumped off the white horse, and then walked into the tent where Luo Lin was.

The orderly frowned at the smell of blood and sweat inside the tent.

He kicked away the soldiers lying at the door, stepped on the bodies of several other soldiers who were resting, and came to Luo Lin.

"The 22nd Legion, there is an order from the general headquarters!" He shouted loudly.

There were a total of forty-seven legions on the southern front, each of which had a commander, and Ferdinand II was the commander of the twenty-second legion.

On top of the Forty-seventh Legion, there is also a general headquarters jointly established by various countries.

And the commander-in-chief and deputy commander-in-chief jointly issue orders.

Hearing that this was an order from the general headquarters, the tired soldiers raised their heads and looked at each other expectantly.

"You are now ordered to continue to garrison until the other troops retreat!"

This command instantly caused the tent to explode.

Everyone understands the meaning of this order.

This is to send them to die!

"Are we the only legion stationed!" A muscular man roared angrily.

"No, to be precise, it's your team." A smile appeared on the face of the orderly, and then he put it away immediately, "This is a deadly order, and you must carry it out to the letter. What are you waiting for now, give I'm going back to the front!"

"We rest for five minutes, five minutes later..."

Before the muscular man could finish his sentence, the orderly pulled out his sword and pierced the opponent's shoulder forcefully.

"Are you going to disobey the military order!"

The muscular men in the room looked at the orderly with expressionless faces, and the indifference in their eyes made the orderly shudder.

He slowly retreated towards the entrance of the tent, but a muscular man was already blocking him, preventing him from moving.

"What do you want to do!"

The muscular men didn't speak, they just looked at Luo Lin silently, waiting for his order.

And Luo Lin stood up, his tall body was like a city wall, lying in front of the messenger, and the messenger felt a huge pressure.

Then, his shoulder broke.

Luo Lin twisted the opponent's arm to one side with only his hands, and the sound of the broken arm and the screams of the messenger came out of the tent and resounded throughout the camp.

"You can answer whatever I ask, otherwise I don't mind killing you like a chicken, understand?"

"You...you are..."

"Disobeying the military order, right? But don't forget, I'm an alternate hero. At this time, I have the right to make my own choice. Tell me, who ordered this?"

"..."

"Don't say yes, it doesn't matter, I really want to see how long you can last?"

"What number is it? Ah!"

Amidst the screams of the messenger, his right thumb was directly crushed.

"This is the first one."

"I said, I said! It's the deputy commander in chief. As for why he did this, I don't know! Let me go, please let me go!"

Luo Lin pinched his chin and began to think about why, while a muscular man came up, pinched the orderly's jaw, and then twisted hard, directly breaking the other's neck.

Even though the body of the messenger fell to the ground, the muscular man asked, "Lord Luo Lin, what shall we do next?"

"The retreat of the whole army means that the dead will launch a large-scale attack on us. At this time, we must retreat. I don't hate sacrifices, but I don't like unnecessary sacrifices. We should have more important uses than die here .”

The muscular man showed a smile: "I see, when are we leaving?"

"Start after five minutes of rest. The wounded are carried away on stretchers, and all the luggage is left behind. Now start eating and replenishing water, and then act according to team order."

"clear."

Rowling's decision cheered everyone up, and they began to actively prepare for the retreat.

Five minutes later, after finishing tidying up, they left the tent and found that the entire camp was empty.

"Damn it, we were the last to be notified. This is not a retreat at all, but a murder against us!" A soldier shouted angrily.

"Don't worry about this, just act now."

Just when they were about to leave here, a soldier suddenly pointed to the distance and shouted: "What is that?"

Looking out along the direction of the other party, Luo Lin saw a black cloud in the distance.

This black cloud rushed towards here at an extremely fast speed. As the distance continued to shorten, everyone saw that it was not a cloud, but an army of the dead composed of countless dead.

Hundreds of thousands of walking corpses are densely packed together, rushing towards this place regardless of their own safety. During this process, each other's bodies are constantly rubbing and merging, and the broken limbs come together after falling, and have a new shape.

Their bodies have died, but their souls are still trapped in that decayed body, and they are constantly fused and mutated to form more and stronger dead.

Seeing the approaching dead, a soldier suddenly realized something.

He looked at the leisurely white horse not far away, and immediately rushed forward to jump on the white horse.

But Roland was one step ahead of him.

Before the soldier jumped on the white horse, Luo Lin took a step ahead and kicked him flying.

Turning on the horse, Luo Lin sat on the horse and looked down at the soldier.

"What do you want to do?"

"..."

"Do you want to sacrifice yourself, and then lure the group of dead away! As I said, I don't like unnecessary sacrifices, and you are of no use at all!"

"Then run away first, Master Luo Lin." The soldier stood up and shouted loudly, "We are just a group of exiles, scum, and scum, but you are different! You have a noble soul, you should not die it's here."

"That's right, you should leave." A bandaged soldier raised his hand on the stretcher, "Just pray for me once when you go back."

"Go away, you smell like a priest already makes me want to vomit."

"That's right, no one will force us to pray every day after you leave."

"Get out!"

Luo Lin unceremoniously interrupted the teasing of the soldiers.

Looking at this group of people, Luo Lin found that they were quite different.

Changes in the body can affect the spirit, and these days of exercise have transformed them into brand new fighters.

"Courage, self-confidence, spirit of sacrifice... You are already good priests, and I am proud of you! Now that we cannot escape, then I ask you, are you willing to die with me?"

"Follow your wishes."

"Very well! Then, father, protect us!"

Luo Lin bit his finger, and blood gushed out from it, together with the holy water contained in Luo Lin's body.

The transparent holy water evaporated instantly, and a large number of white lights bloomed in the camp, making everyone feel the endless power.

The wounds of the wounded began to heal, and the exhausted soldiers regained their spirits, and endless power surged in their bodies, making them feel that they could face all challenges.

The white holy light condensed on their bodies, turning into armor, weapons, and their power to resist the dead.

Hundreds of warriors with holy light stood up again and stood behind Luo Lin.

Mountain-like courage blooms in their hearts, allowing them to face all challenges without fear.

Standing quietly on a high place, Luo Lin didn't shout loudly until the army of the dead, which was like a natural disaster, came in front of him, "Everyone!"

"exist!"

"Follow me to charge!"

"yes!"

The soldiers carrying the holy light gathered together, piercing into the black cloud like a glowing sharp sword.

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