This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Seth laughed wildly: "But in this situation, what can you do? This is a toxin that all gods can pollute, so what can you do?"

Satan Ye stared at Seth, and squeezed out an ice-like voice from the depths of his throat: "Why?"

"You actually asked such a boring question." Shadow shook with disdain, "You brought order, and ignorance means chaos. We are born to be opposite, and you actually ask me why I do such a thing?"

"Ron!"

A large amount of holy light slanted down and directly irradiated Seth's body, completely purifying Seth who was laughing wildly.

Seth's frantic laughter echoed in the empty temple until it was wiped out by the holy light.

A large number of priests rushed over, completely speechless when they saw the scene.

The ignorant toxin made everyone fall into complete madness, and the whole ballroom turned into a lunatic asylum. Everyone was screaming, laughing, or launching a life-threatening attack on the people around them.

Meanwhile, Ron and Satan Ye hugged their partner tightly, with flames of hatred flashing in their emotionless eyes.

The destroyed Seth was sent directly into the blood river, ready to wash away everything and escape into reincarnation, but a giant hand covered with skull ornaments fell from the sky, reached into the blood river, and directly fished out Seth's soul.

When Seth regained consciousness, he found himself standing in front of a gigantic demon god. He tried his best to look up, but he could only see the opponent's toes.

Regarding this situation, Seth did not have any surprises, bowed his head respectfully and said: "I salute you, the great death demon."

"Crazy guy." The Death Demon God on the throne stopped his head with his hands and stared at the tiny Seth below. "I have never seen such a crazy soul. Even death is just a tool to show your own stupidity. The God of Stupidity has cultivated you very well."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Now is the time for me to employ people. The death of the upper world has continuously improved my strength. I feel that I should also try to change camps and compete for the position of the main god."

"That location is inauspicious."

"That's better than the current position." The Death Devil said with a smile, "I'm very interested in your stupidity, and you will play a better role in my army. The priests of other gods are still too reserved, use your power to strengthen them, and then please God God."

"As you wish.

Seth said softly, "But my strength is not enough, can you give me something extra?" "

"You can use everything there, except Belo. His drama is not over yet, you need to give him some time."

The new body began to fill Seth's soul. Because it was the blessing of the Death Demon God, this body was already highly decayed and full of stench.

Wrapping himself completely in black tights, Seth walked towards the portal summoned by the Death Demon God, and came directly to Belo's army.

The dwarf-like pain clown prostrated himself in front of him, and said in a sweet voice, "Welcome to you, the messenger of the great Death Demon God."

Seth stared at the Painful Clown, a mischievous smile appeared on his face wrapped in black cloth.

Picking up the Painful Clown, he directly tore open his stomach, revealing the rotting internal organs.

The clown in pain, who was suffocated by the stench, struggled in mid-air and shouted: "My lord, what are you doing, my lord!"

"I need a little strength, and you'd be a good fit, wouldn't you?"

Forcibly stuffing the pain clown into his body, Seth's internal organs squirmed to wrap the pain clown, the strength in the pain clown was drained in an instant, and finally turned into a part of Seth's body.

The crazy move further expanded the psionic energy in his body, black blood poured into his shriveled eyeballs, and stimulated him to open his own psionic armament.

【Eye of Death Madness】.

His eyes were mixed with the power of the Death Demon God in the Painful Clown, the power of the God of Idiot, and his own psionic energy, and finally turned into an artifact-like existence.

Opening these eyes, he clearly saw the death method of the surrounding things, no matter whether it was dead or alive.

"The wall dies on impact in five seconds, so take a few steps back..."

Just a few steps back, the wall on the left side of Seth was suddenly opened, and the pseudo-demon king Belo in black armor appeared there, staring at Seth coldly.

Seeing Bello appear, the smile on Seth's face became brighter.

At last we meet again, my friend.

"Unpleasant smell, are you the new guy sent by the Death Demon God?"

"That's right."

"Where's the pain clown? I just felt like he was here."

"Here." Seth pointed to his stomach.

Bello suddenly split with his sword, and Seth, who couldn't dodge in time, was separated from the middle and collapsed on the ground.

"Don't make a sudden attack, it's hard for me to react. Do you have tape, I have to stick my body back."

Ignoring Seth's request, Bello frowned and said, "I hate that guy, and I'm a little happy that he died. But compared to that guy, you make me sicker."

"Don't say that, let's work together happily, like a pair of good friends?"

"In the next life."

Bello left without looking back, only Seth was left with a silly smile behind his back.

After Bello left completely, Seth put his two parts together, and then cheered and shouted: "Seth, revive! It's time for some proper applause. Thank you, thank you all."

Death, coupled with the influence of the swallowed painful clown, now Seth has completely abandoned the original mask and has become even more insane.

Bowing and saluting in the empty temple of the Death Demon God, he waved to the non-existent crowd like a big man, then left the temple with a little tune, and began to search for the base.

Almost everyone in the base is busy, the priests of the gods are providing corpses here, and the researchers are studying new walking corpses.

Although everything seemed tense and orderly, Seth still found that most of these people were busy for nothing.

Their false demon king no longer cares about these things, he only cares about chatting with a doll in the room.

Some of the candidate brave men who came here according to the will of the gods were drinking to relieve their sorrows, and lamented why they, as brave men, stood on the opposite side of human beings.

Except for those walking corpses who can't think, everyone here is troubled, depressed, living like a living corpse in the gap between survival and death.

Looking at the group of guys, Seth sighed.

"It's a pity, such a fun thing, why don't you become stupid? Let me add some gameplay to make this game more interesting."

Inserting his fingers into his eyeballs, Seth fiddled with them.

When he pulled it out, he had already pressed two holes in the eyes leading directly to the brain.

The shadow of ignorance slanted out from the hole, turned into an invisible hand, and floated in mid-air.

"Succeeded in one attempt. Could it be that I'm a genius? Next, let's find a cute experimental product. How about that guy named Arthur?"