The fifth day of the seven-day plan.

The hypnotist tiredly climbed into the bed to sleep for a while, but was immediately pulled up and thrown into the portal and sent to the next location.

Responsible for the response is a local lord.

He hurriedly caught the hypnotist who rolled out of the portal, and said flatteringly: "Dear Lord Slime, I am the local lord, although I was serving the **** of craftsmen before, but please believe..."

"Don't meow nonsense to me!" the sleep-deprived hypnotist growled, "Take me to your city center!"

"Oh well."

Picking up the hypnotist, the lord trotted all the way to the city center, and then asked respectfully, "What do you need me to do?"

"Ring the bell, call everyone up! Then focus on here! Others, when you add me next time, you need to focus everyone first, so that I can sleep for an hour every day!"

After everyone gathered, they looked at the lord in front of them and the slime beside them, not knowing what would happen next.

The hypnotist confirmed that the person was almost here, so he took out the painting of the artist from his personal pocket and projected it into everyone's eyes.

After repeating this process three times, he suddenly imitated his hands and raised his left hand.

Almost at the same time, everyone present, including the lord beside the hypnotist, raised their left hand together, as if they were alone.

"Okay, it's done here, the next one."

The portal opened next to him, and a few slimes rushed out to grab the hypnotist, and hurriedly dragged into the portal, rushing to the next town.

The lord behind him inexplicably looked at the place where the hypnotist disappeared and tried to wave his left hand, but nothing happened.

"What's going on?" the lord asked suspiciously.

But immediately, he saw three young girls flying from the sky and landing in the town.

These three young girls look exactly the same, and they are all ridiculously beautiful. Compared with them, the most beautiful girl in the town is just a village girl.

They silently took out the huge instrument from the storage ring and smashed it at the place where the hypnotist stayed before.

This huge instrument looks like a grinding disc made of iron, but it doesn't look like it can grind flour.

After debugging beside the instrument for a long time, one of the girls said to the instrument, "Hey, can you hear me?"

"Okay, very clear!"

"OK."

Confirming that there is no problem with the passage, the girl stood up, looked around and shouted, "Who is taking the lead here?"

"I, I am!" The lord raised his hand quickly.

Yonya looked at the lord and said sharply: "Be optimistic about this instrument, find a guard to guard it, and no one is allowed to touch it. Listen, this thing is related to the lives of all of us. Once it has a problem, we will will die."

The lord swallowed nervously and quickly asked, "What is this thing?"

"Magic instrument, one shot can send the whole town to the sky. But don't worry, as long as you don't touch it, then nothing will happen. Well, let's go, it's time to go to the next town. Those slimes are so capable, Why don't you study a way to get the storage ring through the portal!"

While complaining, the battlefield Valkyrie rose into the air and disappeared into the distance with her companions.

The lord behind him swallowed the words he couldn't say, looked at the instrument nervously, and quickly shouted: "Be optimistic about it, everyone is optimistic about it! I personally lead the team these days, and no one is allowed to touch it!"

Of course the bomb is a lie.

This instrument is a communication tool, not only for transmitting signals, but also for transmitting psychic networks.

In the past few days, they have been arranging instruments in various towns and laying the nodes of communication tools to every corner.

When the Valkyrie was arranging spiritual network nodes all over the world, a team of soldiers found the location of the pseudo-Demon City.

The editor who led the team observed the surrounding situation, then pointed to it and shouted: "Yes, it is here. Let me see, the loophole should be here."

I patted it in an empty place, and immediately a ripple appeared in the air. The ripple continued to expand, swaying like a jelly and then gradually dissipating, revealing the real content hidden below.

The strong smell of blood came along with the stench, causing the editor and the soldiers behind him to frown.

In this operation, the editor did not let the players participate together, but called some NPCs to investigate the place together.

The accompanying magician was just about to investigate this place, and the editor shook his head, indicating that it was no longer needed.

The magician looked at the editor suspiciously, and said earnestly: "This is the stronghold of the false demon king. I think we need to be careful to avoid possible ambush."

"It doesn't matter, the pseudo-demon King Bello is dead, all the gods have been swallowed by Seth, and the walking corpse has become Seth's ration. It's very safe here."

"But…"

"Don't worry, believe me, no one knows the pseudo-monster better than me."

The editor's prestige played a role at this time, making the magician temporarily believe that there was no danger here.

Walking into this stronghold with the editor, the magician found that the editor was very familiar with this place.

He easily found the secret door, marked the traps along the way, and at the same time indicated which way the group of people should go, which seemed familiar as if they had returned to their own home.

The military magician who finally put down his guard had time to observe the surrounding scenery, and then couldn't help but say, "This place is better than I thought, except that the smell is a little worse."

"Well, there's a maid who's been taking care of this place, and she's an amazing person."

"How do you know so much about this place? Where did she go?"

The editor looked at the distance with melancholy: "I don't know either, the loophole in UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is so strange, and I don't know where she went. At that time, I thought I would have no future, who would have thought ...Ahhhh! Why am I trying to trick myself! Isn't it good to send it to the slime honestly!"

"Now think about it, I was a mistake from the very beginning! Didn't I get rid of my face to look for the Demon King back then, nothing happened! Now I owe so many lives, so how can I pay it back! My wife is gone, my father is gone, my brother is gone It's gone, the last time with my father is still in the artifact, this life is full of tragedies in retrospect!"

"Seth, you **** too! Just resist a little more and you'll be fine! No, the **** of ignorance is the bastard, but he's dead too! No, I'm going to find a chance to resurrect that bastard, and then kill him again. A hundred times, a hundred times!"

The magician with the army watched the editor roll all over the floor, and felt that these slimes were really getting weirder and weirder.

The editor who finally stopped has turned into a black slime.

He panted violently, finally calmed down, then pointed to the huge hole not far away and said, "Let's go, our goal is there."