The Heavens: A Death Game From Ghost Slayer.

Perhaps, after this time, this group of little goblins who won the final victory will step on their remains and firmly engrave what they learned today in their memory.

Then grow up and evolve into goblin shaman, hero... elf, dwarf, powerful warrior.

Eat their flesh and gain their talents.

The dwarves had this hunch.

The little goblin cubs rushed out happily, picked up weapons from the ground and attacked the injured everyone.

"What a coincidence? Maybe it's just 'bad luck, isn't it?' Right, Monk?" "

Quietly, Kakashi appeared in the darkness on the right side of the crowd.

He had a smile on his face.

Chapter 27

The shuriken swung out from Kakashi's hand.

The imp who kept rushing towards the elves was cut open in the air, and a thin steel wire was tied to the empty space in the center of the shuriken, and flew back upside down after killing the goblin.

The field became a goblin slaughterhouse for a while.

The Mori noticed the brackets on Kakashi's fingers and wrists.

"It's amazing! Such a delicate operation can have amazing destructive power!"

The remaining goblins were quickly slaughtered by Kakashi.Then, walking slowly up to the wounded dwarf, he removed him from under the boulder.

The Mori gasped, and stared at Kakashi with a strange look.

Then he asked slowly:

"Then according to what you said... why did he also encounter an accident?"

The elves stared at the reactivated Goblin Slayer.

The guy with the mask said that the situation was not bad at all. He rescued his companions, was attacked by a kid, encountered a troll, and the team was completely wiped out.

Even though they knew it in advance and made preparations, there were frequent accidents, and the weak Goblin ended up at the end.

Exactly.

But in his description, Goblin Slayer is as independent as he is, not being watched by God.

"Use your brain, since he appeared in your adventure script, can the gods not notice? Otherwise, why did I choose to separate in the first place.

I didn't show up until this moment? "

The elf held up his small tablet, feeling a little dazed.

"Is this what you said, intervening at the moment before the dice landed and the judgment takes effect, so as to change the script?"

"Yes, because we are just an insignificant pebble in the eyes of the gods, and this is also an "accident" that complies with the rules.

Like, the place where the troll smashed happened to be the goblin's nursery.

And it happened to be a group of goblins who were about to grow up.

Such an "accidental". "

Kakashi glanced at the elf's chest.

No, it's not my food, it's too peaceful.At this level, there is no need to code the shirt.

Although the face and slender figure are very ok, it's a pity that cuteness comes before sexiness.

worthless.

"Hey, why do you feel the disdain in your eyes just now?" The elf was a little unhappy.

The elves naturally like beautiful things. Kakashi's cold handsome image won her favor from the beginning, and he also has excellent cooking skills.

White viscous food, full of aroma.

It's very good for the stomach.

The regretful eyes just now did not hide from her sight, the goblin only felt that she had received some kind of spiritual shock.

"No, I just want to say that your Doudou is very cute, can you put on your clothes first?"

Kakashi touched his nose, turned his eyes away, and handed the elf a robe.

"Hmph, I don't know how to appreciate it. As a 2000-year-old Uemori senior, I don't care about you."

Elf Archer pretended to be indifferent.

But the strength of the hand that grabbed the robe was not small.

After the dwarf Taoist drank the potion, the injured part began to heal. After a while, he moved his ankle and took a sip of the fire wine:

"I really didn't expect that the old man has been designed by others for decades, but it's really..."

As he spoke, he put down the drink he raised again.

"Maybe, the dwarf's love of drinking is written in the script, haha."

Laughing at himself, he was very depressed.

Goblin Slayer, as always, resumed his mobility and began to check all the goblin corpses present, one by one, to see if there were any alive.

"How about it, do you want to join Kassel?"

The little priest was in high spirits, and the loss of strength just now had recovered.Now she seems to have discovered a new world, frantically entrusting the Kassel World Tree Organization to the depressed people.

"Let the poor monk think about it."

The lizardman seemed a little autistic, but he still put his hands together to calm down and didn't agree for the time being.

Kakashi didn't care either.

"Okay, tidy up and let you elves take over."

......

The world of "Brother Killed" is somewhat similar to "Game of Thrones".

The great nobles have annexed the peasants' land, not everyone likes to take risks, and not everyone likes to fight to death on the border full of monsters and goblins.

However, there is no way.

People have to live.

The nobles enjoyed everything and thought about the Demon King's army.Never caring about the life and death of the people, the village was wiped out, as long as it didn't affect their quality of life.

"Well, there are already 150 core members?"

Su Can leaned back on the chair, holding the report handed over by the big-breasted magician.

It has been several days since I came back from the elf's territory. Apart from appeasing the four juice girls, more focus is on the organization's place.

After spending a lot of money and finally convincing Brother Sha to pay attention to his appearance and sacrifice his beauty, he took over the farm and a large piece of land next to it from Dai Niumei's uncle.

Sure enough, the father-in-law still wants to see Brother Kill and Cow Girl get along warmly, but it's not okay to always wear bloody and smelly armor.

"Well, money is not a problem. The scroll I brought back last time was auctioned off in the city of water, and the organization's resident facilities should be improved as soon as possible."

With that said, he put down the things in his hand and began to count the harvest.

The magician with the aggressive breasts was also very considerate. He walked behind Su Can and let his head rest on the dirty big fat, with slender and slender white fingers.

Gently pressed his temple.

"First of all—empowerment."

Su Can's mind was focused on the change of the parchment.

He began to figure out what it was that made the parchment glow.

The "Power of Destiny" that changes the ending, and the "Power of Faith" from believers.

He who owns the parchment scroll is God's agent, and can use part of the things in the realm of God through the parchment scroll.

Modify cognition, dependents, gifts, blessings, and... character attributes.

The so-called truth... seems to belong to me.In other words, he stole the power called "truth".

Touched his chin.

Su Can sorted out Kassel's current combat power, the four-person team, brother killer, little priest, and the swordsman boy and boxer girl.

He empowered them to master the third stage of breathing.

That is, Quanzhong·Changzhong.

It can be clearly seen on the parchment scroll that [miracle]—breathing method (permanent) improves the physical fitness and enhances the strength and spirit of the characters.

Goblin Slayer

Level: lv: 2

Strength: C 129 Dexterity: F 124 Dexterity: F118 Magic: I0

Luck: S Abnormal Resistance: G Escape: A

Su Can looked at this panel with a very strong sense of déjà vu, as if... huh?A flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of it.

It's a panel in "Is It Wrong to Seek Encounter in a Dungeon?"

A power bestowed by the gods.

"So that's it, this time they really became the guys who stole the power of the gods, and in the end...they broke away from the chessboard of the gods.

Actually, it was taken by me.

Became my pawn?Haha, thinking about it this way, I seem to be an evil god. "

Su Can grabbed the slender hand that was making trouble on her head, put it on her nose and smelled it, and then kissed it lightly.

"If I do something to you, you can't resist?"

The magician Kara smiled slightly, Yanhong climbed up the pink neck, two big white rabbits squeezed on the back of Su Can's head, the full elasticity drew a charming arc on the robe, and the red lips parted slightly:

"It has long belonged to Master Su Can."

Chapter 28

Although many of Su Can's actions cannot withstand scrutiny in details.

But in the world of cognitive modification like Brother Kill, where gods throw dice, as long as the dice lands and the judgment passes, then inherent cognition will be formed.

For example, now.

Kassel's resident top combat power almost never appeared at the same time, but no one in the organization doubted that Ezreal, Gandalf, and Kakashi appeared cross-wise.

Everyone feels normal.

A powerful adventurer, and the organization is in the early stages of development, often go out to pick up tasks, and it is normal to not see for ten days and a half months.

Besides, the adults basically come to teach and impart skills every three days.

Besides, ever since the number of people broke through the 1000 mark, the entire organization suddenly became more disciplined.When there are too many people, it is impossible to manage loosely.

This is a matter of course. After all, a loose organization will not last long in this world where monsters and monsters are rampant.

Maybe a dispute, it will fall apart.

Of course, except for some more normative behavior and discipline rules.

There are also rules for strength assessment.

Under the norms, the organization consists of three parts, external members, internal members, and twelve round tables.

An adventurer named "Keqing".

Such persons are regarded as external members of Kassel.In terms of tasks, martial arts, and various materials, there is only a certain amount of allocation.

The internal members are all cultivated by the organization step by step, such as the young swordsman and the boxer girl.

"Well, Master Ezreal must have gone to the ruins to find treasure chests again, I really envy him! He is powerful, handsome, and lucky.

Every time you can find valuable relic treasure chests. "

The boxer was drenched in sweat, lying on the seat on the training ground, beside the panting young swordsman.