This Group of Players Are All Slimes

v8 Chapter 55: The professor

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"No...no!"

The old priest hit the corner of the opponent's mouth with a fist, and a **** canine flew out directly to the two players in the corner.

He grabbed the opponent's collar, looked around at the other people present, and then asked loudly: "Who else has seen it, stand up immediately! It may be saved by standing up now, but there may be really no way later!"

Being watched by the old priest's stern gaze, two priests finally trembling and raised their hands: "We have seen it too."

"What's the first one on the parchment?"

"Trafficking..."

"Abuse..."

"Scum!"

The old priest stared at the two priests angrily, and finally sighed.

A total of ten priests were present together with himself, and as a result, three of them saw the parchment.

The depravity of Roland's church was far beyond his imagination.

If his speculation is not wrong, the parchment will appear in the vision of those who have committed the worst crimes, and they will start to let the other party remember one by one the crimes they have committed.

And when the crime is redeemed, it is when I die.

The only person they had contact with the parchment was the dead priest, so the parchment should be infectious to a certain extent and spread through the last corpse.

As the old priest was finishing his thoughts, a priest who saw the parchment suddenly screamed.

A puff of white smoke suddenly appeared on his face, and the cruel smell of meat spread in the small space, making all the priests present feel numb.

Half of the opponent's face seemed to be surrounded by flames, and Wuming Karma fire directly burned his face, causing him to scream in pain.

After the flame disappeared, his face returned to its original shape, but his screams never stopped.

"It hurts, it hurts! It's still burning, my face is still burning!"

"The pain won't disappear, but will it always add up?" The old priest thought, "Don't go out, lest the parchment curse the rumours! Now the Roland Church can't withstand such tossing! Fathers, to the priest who saw the parchment Using basic magic arts, be sure to explore the nature of this curse!"

When the gods expressed their neutrality, the Roland Church could only use some basic magic arts, or so called lost magic arts.

Some gods have fallen for a long time, but their mechanical parts have been slightly retained, and they can be called by certain means.

However, most of the lost magic arts use the power left by these gods, and many magic arts that once destroyed the world have long lost their original power.

Using these lost magic techniques, the priest present nervously searched for the nature of the parchment, but then invariably frowned.

"I don't understand, I completely transcend the content of the magical framework, and I can't understand this part of the content at all."

"How about searching in the direction of the death demon? The death demon is extremely exclusive. He will not allow his spokesperson to use the power of other demon gods."

"Nor, this power doesn't seem to be a god. And it's not magic either. It doesn't interfere with reality."

"Can you guess which level of law is used?"

"...Beyond the eighth floor."

"How is this possible!" The old priest yelled in disbelief, "Isn't that already the realm of the gods! It doesn't belong to the gods, but it surpassed the eighth level, could it be... the devil! All this belongs to the devil." Conspiracy?"

"Really, I can't stand it anymore."

Hearing this voice, the priests at the scene cast their eyes to the corner, and then found the professor walking out of the corner.

"Shi and slime have spoken? Is this also the effect of parchment?"

"Shut up, you scum."

The professor jumped directly outside and said to the old priest: "It's been so long, haven't you noticed a problem?"

"What is it?" the old priest asked subconsciously.

"The three people saw the parchment, but only one of them happened in the end. That is to say, the parchment has a chronological order. You can't jump to the next before the previous one is completed."

The old priest only noticed this and nodded in agreement.

"And if this reasoning is true, then the death of the priest before is somewhat suspicious. The last priest who died saw the parchment a month ago, which means that only this one died because of the parchment, so the other priests The cause of death is something else. As long as you investigate the corpse, you should be able to discover the difference. What are you doing in a daze, telling them to send the corpse."

"They have all been dealt with. Not being buried for a long time violates their creed."

"There is always an autopsy record, please send someone over quickly."

Although it was a bit weird to be directed by a slime, the old priest still conveyed the instructions through divine art, and another priest threw the autopsy record from the outside.

After receiving these records, the QR code quickly flipped through, and then said: “Most of the situation is the same as the current situation, but the details are different. The only thing that is really the same is the first deceased. And the autopsy record shows that this time The deceased participated in the autopsy a month ago, because they were all priests of the God of Justice."

"Then it can be determined that the cause of their deaths was parchment paper, and the other dead should be imitations." The professor nodded.

"Why?" the old priest asked.

"For the sake of spoiling. Pour dirty water on the devil's head, in order to pressure Roland Church, to make Roland Church agree to the requirements of the gods. This crowd of gods is really despicable, and everything can be thrown away for their own purposes. Report this information. Give it to Luo Lin. By the way, we have to go too. He is our acquaintance."

After the professor gave the instruction, in a remote alley, a man wearing a mask full of ink also opened his eyes.

Through the parchment, he could clearly sense the senses of the person cursed by the parchment and see what happened in the room.

"The demon lord's subordinates are here too, they are not easy to deal with."

"It's just a group of slimes, what's the trouble."

On his face, the mask condensed a distorted smiley face, and then said in a bewildering voice: "Bello, I admit to depriving the other party of death, and then torturing each other before the other party's atonement is an interesting act, but Lord Death Demon God I want more than that. Kill, kill! With your skill, isn't it a simple thing to want to kill as much as you want?"

Bello did not speak, but silently stroked the amulet on his chest, which contained a short section of hair.

"Let the dead pile up like a mountain, let the living cry and cry, let death be everywhere, let the pain spread everywhere! This is what the Devil of Death really wants to see."

"Shut up, I have my own thoughts."

"But……"

"I said, shut up."

Squeezing a corner of the mask, Bello vigorously made the mask let out a painful cry.

"Okay, okay, listen to you, I will listen to you!"

When the mask calmed down, Bello suddenly heard the mask ask: "What the **** is that parchment?"

"I don't know, I found these things in the loopholes in the law level. They seem to be born with loopholes that can achieve my goals in unbelievable ways. I merged them with the magic of the death demon, and finally they were born. It’s parchment."

"Nice thing, do you mind if I give it to Lord Death Demon God?"

"Whatever you want~lightnovelpub.net~Don't talk to me. The death of a priest of status has brought me great power. I want to digest it."

"Okay, okay, then I won't bother you, the great young hero, Lord Bello."

Bello closed his eyes and began to digest the power returned by the death demon.

The priest who died was a very powerful figure, and the power returned from this was also very vast.

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, Bello could feel the power coming from the void and blessing him, making him gradually stronger.

"Alright, soon, I can see you soon, my beloved."

Holding the amulet on his chest, he whispered.

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