This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Chapter 35 The Prophet

The people of the first generation directly returned to the space where the main body was.

The whole world is divided into seventeen layers. The most sacred and bright place is the place where the gods and gods are. There is no fate, and it is a place of incomparable peace and happiness.

There, Shenshangshen overlooked the whole world, watched the chessboard composed of gods, humans and demons, and would put down a few chess pieces for entertainment from time to time.

The second floor is the residence of the main god, but the twelve main gods have long since disappeared due to the previous chaos. The main god belonging to Talisa rebelled and killed all the other main gods. Now there are only the main gods and the messy corpses of their servants.

The third floor is the temple of the gods, but now it is also full of corpses. The massacre of the God of Fear left only blood and panic here. The gods who were tormented by ignorance and fear were crying wildly here, and then laughed wildly. The sober gods are gone.

The fourth layer is the Holy Spirit layer. Human beings with outstanding merits are eligible to come to this layer and enjoy eternal life on this layer. Some servants of the gods also lived here. Of course, now it is also full of corpses, and heads piled up into hills can be seen everywhere.

The fifth layer is the isolation layer, where the boundary between humans and gods lies.

The sixth and seventh floors are the human world. Originally, the seventh floor was also part of hell, but after a long war, this part has been completely classified into the human world.

The eighth floor is where the royal family lives, but only the royal family knows how to enter it.

The ninth floor is the main area of ​​hell.

The tenth floor is the magic mist hell.

The eleventh floor is the dark hell, where Lu Fan returned to sixty years ago.

And the body of the first generation is on the twelfth floor, the chaotic hell.

The lower the hell, the more violent the law. The space there is extremely unstable, but it is nothing to a demigod who can skillfully use space.

Coming here, the first thing for the first generation is to quickly integrate with their own body and protect themselves with the demigod space.

The fusion of the main body and the avatar allowed his strength to recover quickly, and reached about three times the previous state.

After taking a long breath, the people of the first generation felt a little more at ease.

The star cannon at the end was too terrifying, releasing divine power in such an extremely violent way, and only a lunatic without a brain would do it.

"Finally escaped,

But why do I still feel palpitations? "

Suppressing the ominous premonition in their hearts, the people of the first generation knew that now is not the time to delve into it.

He has one more important thing to do.

The Chaos Hell is very similar to the Dark Hell, but it is more spacious and lonely.

Waving his hand in the empty hell, the fluctuation of space was released centered on him, and then spread to every corner of the twelve layers of hell.

In a short while, a demigod came here.

"It's been a long time, the first generation, the smell on your body is still so disgusting."

"You too. I never thought the first guy I saw after returning was you, Arthas."

The demigod who came to meet the first generation was none other than Ellie and Allen's grandfather, the ancestor of the Alsace family, the demigod Alsace.

At this point in time, Alsace was not as decadent as he was later. He looked dignified, and his half-white hair didn't make him old, but instead gave him a sense of wisdom.

"What about the other demigods?" asked the first generation.

"At the Peak of Joy, a demigod survived the last war, and everyone is listening to his story."

"After so many years, your interests still haven't changed."

"No way, it's too boring here. But you will definitely become the focus of all the demigods when you come back. I wonder what new story you brought back?"

Teleporting to the peak of joy together with Alsace, the first generation looked at this magnificent fortress with melancholy.

There is hardly any material here, so everything can be preserved for a long time.

And this fortress was built by the joint efforts of almost all demigods. Its internal structure is complex and strong, and it looks as clean as new even after millions of years.

Every time they see this building, even if they have seen it for millions of years, the people of the first generation will still be impressed by its magnificence and magnificence. It is a perfect work of art and the culmination of aesthetics.

Staring at the fortress for a while, the first generation stepped into the fortress, and then heard a demigod shouting: "I was angry at that time! I stopped in front of the brave man, grabbed the other's young son, and then..."

"Then the other party pissed on you and let you slaughter him. It's ok, no need to say more, we all know that you gave birth to a child for the brave man, and survived as the child's mother. Your racial characteristics are not bad, but you can be male or female, four ways to play. What happened to your child?"

"I have gone to recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors. I guess I will be a frontier gatekeeper in the future."

"Yes, the probability of surviving is quite high. Speaking of when this war will end, we still want to hear the latest bragging news."

Pushing open the heavy door, the people of the first generation saw more than a dozen demigods lying in disorder inside.

Most of the demigods are sleeping in the fortress, occasionally get up and move around, listen to the stories of the newcomers, and then continue to sleep.

When newcomers come here, they usually go through the process of excitement, burst of creativity, decadence, then excitement, and finally loneliness.

Seeing Alsace coming in, the group of demigods nodded to Alsace, and then looked at the first-generation people in confusion.

Who's here?

I have a little impression in my mind, but I just can't remember the other party's name.

After being silent for a long time, the newcomer suddenly realized that he rushed over and held the hand of the first-generation man and shouted excitedly: "You are the first-generation man, the most perfect and oldest human being, and one of the oldest demigods! I loved hearing your stories when I was in the human world!"

Only then did a group of demigods come to their senses, and greeted gracefully: "So you are from the first generation. It's been a long time. I heard that you were captured by the gods."

"It hasn't changed much. Where did you go before? Have you found someone?"

"Are you tired from work, and how is your income?"

The people of the first generation interrupted the group of demigods with a wave of their hands: "Stop looking for words, where is the prophet?"

"You're lucky. You woke up a few days ago, and you're in the treasure room now. Do you remember the structure of the Peak of Pleasure? Just turn left when you go out. By the way, do you have any new stories? Tell me."

"Later, I'll go see the Prophet first."

Leaving here, the first generation and Alsace walked side by side in the passage.

"They are the same as before." The first generation said suddenly.

"We are all the dust of history, how can dust be different?" Alsace said with a smile.

"You look different."

"Because my descendants are very interesting, they will covet the power of my ancestor from time to time, and then foolishly donate themselves so that I can have a container to walk in the world temporarily. It's cute, isn't it?"

"You better not let those guys know that, or they'll kill you."

"Hehe, I will."

Walking to the treasure room, the oncoming treasure instantly appeared in front of the eyes of the first generation.

Here are the collections of the demigods of the past dynasties, but in the boring years, they gradually lost interest in the treasures, and handed them over to be displayed here for others to watch.

The accumulation of millions of years has made the treasures here extremely rich, but in the eyes of the demigods, they are just a bunch of boring sundries.

It's not as fun as the story.

The treasure shelves more than ten meters high are full of goods, and the endless treasure shelves are like trees in the jungle, shining with different lights.

In this pile of treasures, the first generation saw the person they were looking for, the prophet.

The other party looked like an eight-year-old boy, wearing a white shirt and a beige plaid vest. He looked like a noble boy who had sneaked out of the house.

However, the people of the first generation did not underestimate the other party because of their age. Instead, they knelt down and said respectfully, "Prophet, I'm back."

The other party's head was always buried in the book in his hand, and he said without raising his head: "You were late for ten days, three hours and five minutes, what happened in the middle?"

"I……"

"You met a group of slimes, right. I'm just asking you out of politeness, no need to answer."

The people of the first generation looked at the demigod in awe in front of them, and feared the wisdom of the other party again.

Omniscient, omniscient.

He is the prophet.

The first demigod created by the first demon king.

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