This Group of Players Are All Slimes

If someone says "Go, I'll take you to see your father", then a normal person should consider whether he has done something immoral.

If Snow said that, he might find a chance to escape. After all, he didn't want to see anything but his father's ashes.

But in front of his childhood elder sister, Snow found that he could not afford to resist, and could only let the other party lead him away.

Seeing his elder sister walking skillfully in the tunnel, Snow forced his attention away from her soft hand: "You are very familiar with this place."

"I have lived here for a long time. It can be said that the entire tunnel was excavated by us."

"Yes, that's good. By the way, my memory is not very clear. What is your relationship with me?"

The eldest sister turned her head, looked at Snow, and even reached out to touch Snow's head.

Afterwards, she looked at Snow with pity, and held Snow in her arms again: "Poor Slater, your memory has been sealed by your mother a lot. It must be a sad feeling. But it doesn't matter, we can untie it right away."

"Ah, oh, it doesn't matter if you don't untie it, so what are you..."

"I am someone who is closely related to you, but don't worry, we are not related by blood."

"Well, I don't want to know about this, but it's good, it's good."

After walking in the tunnel for an unknown amount of time, Snow found that the surroundings became more and more spacious, and the layout became more and more luxurious.

Finally, when the elder sister pushed open a copper door, Snow was surprised to find that there was actually a spacious temple behind. The believers gathered around the statue in the center of the temple, and the sound of prayer echoed everywhere.

The clothes of these believers are the same as those seen in the tunnel before, indicating that they are a wave of people.

Snow took a few steps back nervously, but was immediately held back by his elder sister.

"Don't worry, they are our own."

"I hate crowded places, so I think it's better to go out a little bit."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Snow felt the blood flow from his lower body, and his IQ finally regained the high ground.

Glancing at the way he came, he found that the way he came was already surrounded by several priests, and his small body didn't want to fight against them.

Sighing, Snow looked at his elder sister: "Please hurry up, I'm afraid of pain."

"Shouldn't that kind of thing be slower?" The eldest sister smiled mischievously.

"So we're talking about the same thing?"

Snow was dragged by the big sister into the temple, and the priests who were praying suddenly became crazy when they saw Snow walking in.

They scrambled towards Snow, and crawled at Snow's feet, eager to pray for something.

Seeing their goldfish-like mouths opening and closing, Snow discovered that none of these believers had tongues.

What happened to the prayer before that?

The big sister who was leading Snow kicked away the believers blocking the way without hesitation. After being kicked, these believers would hide aside like wild dogs, but it didn't take long for them to rush over again as if they saw delicious food.

"What are they doing?" Snow asked suspiciously.

"Pray for forgiveness."

"Whose forgiveness?"

"your."

After finally walking in front of the statue, Snow found that an altar had already been set up, with soft woolen blankets spread on the altar, and several priests with special identities were preparing for something.

After ordering Snow to lie down on the altar, several priests quickly removed Snow's clothes and let him lie naked on the altar.

"What is this for!"

"ceremony."

"Didn't you say you would take me to see my father!"

"Yes, but the God of Sacrifice is your real father, isn't it?"

The eldest sister came up and gently licked Snow's cheek, a sickly blush appeared on her face.

She looked at Snow hungrily, and couldn't help but said, "From the moment I saw you as a child, I knew that my whole life was prepared for this moment."

"So you are not my childhood illusion... No, this should not be the point, the point is, what do you want to do! I like big sister X little Zhengtai, but I don't want to be the protagonist."

"Don't talk, just feel it slowly."

The soft tongue moved lightly on Snow's ears, and the itchy and sticky feeling made Snow feel numb, and his whole mind felt refreshed as if it had been electrified.

Biting his tongue hard, Snow allowed himself to focus on his intelligence, and then he took aim at the tear mole in the corner of the elder sister's eye.

In an instant, Snow figured it out.

Snow looked at his elder sister and asked, "So, the prophecy of finding the woman with the mole at the corner of her eye is problematic. This language is not spoken to the king, but to the god of sacrifice, right?"

"That's right." The eldest sister said softly while licking Snow's ears.

"But this prophecy omits part of the content, so the complete content should be to ask the king's son, that is, we should satisfy the act of looking for it. Although I came here unintentionally, it also meets this condition, so it also meets the condition of the prophecy, right?"

"Yes, prophecy is such a vague and ambiguous thing." The eldest sister murmured.

"Then why does the God of Sacrifice want this? That's right, the backhand. I am his backhand, so this prophecy is also one of the backhands. You are his priest, and you have been preparing for this from the beginning. He hasn't fallen yet, so is he planning to use this ceremony to gain more power for himself?"

"Well, the power of the God of Sacrifice comes from sacrifices, and more complex sacrifices will bring him more power. All the seats of the main god have been vacated, and most of the powerful gods have been slaughtered, and the god of sacrifice is one of the few gods who are not crazy. He feels that the seat of the main god is prepared for him."

Reaching down, the eldest sister smiled and said to Snow: "You are His son of disaster, and like me, you are a person who meets the prophecy. We will give birth to the greatest king, and what sacrifice can be more suitable than this child. Don't worry, I sacrificed our child, and I will sacrifice with us. At that time, we can live in the eternal kingdom of the God of Sacrifice, and bathe in the great glory of the God of Sacrifice."

"So, you have been in touch with me since I was a child, for this matter?"

"Yes, but my love for you is not fake. I have waited too long for this moment."

"I don't want such a twisted love!"

"In no time you want more."

The eldest sister stood up, took off her clothes, and prepared to accomplish some indescribable things under the witness of the gods.

Just when she was about to succeed, the gate of the temple was slammed open, and the butler, wrapped in black mist, walked in and shouted at the big sister in front: "Let her go, you shameless bitch!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she rushed up, and the black mist turned into huge beast claws in the hands of the housekeeper, directly tore the big sister into pieces, only her head clanging to the ground.

Although it was cut into pieces, the eldest sister still had a smile on her face.

A believer who was closest to them suddenly stood up in horror, the body under the burqa spontaneously ignited without fire, and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye.

After the believer was burned, the body of the big sister with only the head left began to reorganize rapidly, and after a while, it was exactly the same as before.

"The priests of the God of Sacrifice are always so disgusting! Let's go, Snow!"

"Wait a minute, I have a question!"

"Don't ask, talk about it later!"

One punch knocked Snow out, the housekeeper grabbed Snow's clothes, cut a bloody path among the believers, and rushed out with Snow.

Behind them, the eldest sister looked at the backs of the two meaningfully, and licked her palm wantonly.

"Love, it's only interesting if it's hindered."