The society is afraid that Shota Demon King just wants to be a salted fish

Everyone cried loudly after the battle, and the joy of surviving the disaster could not withstand the pain of losing their comrades.

At this time, four people from the Adventurer's Guild had already walked into the portal entrance.

Following closely behind was the unlucky archer who was still confused until now.

But the strange thing is that I didn't meet anyone who came in along the way.

The leader, Qin Xin, was carrying a nearly two-meter long transparent green knife on his shoulder while looking back and forth.

"Are there so few people?"

After hearing what Qin Xin said, everyone did realize that something was wrong.

Everyone has walked less than half the distance, but still no one has come in.

You must know that there was an endless stream of people coming in before.

In addition, adventurers who have returned from missions abroad cannot possibly go so long without seeing anyone.

"Could someone have spread the word about that strange slime?"

Gangzi was a little unsure.

"It's possible, after all, that thing is really scary."

Shield Warrior Jiang Tao nodded and responded matter-of-factly.

When we reached half the distance, we finally encountered a large number of adventurers entering.

As they passed each other, several people felt something was wrong.

There is always an illusion that we are not in the same space.

In fact, their feelings are not wrong.

The tunnel they returned to and the tunnel the adventurers entered were indeed in two spaces, but they met each other in the middle of the tunnel.

The front part all the way to the exit part will eventually merge into an entrance.

The part connecting the tunnel and the maze gradually divided into 100 parallel tunnels, which were respectively linked to the portals outside the [-] mazes...

Soon, everyone finally arrived at the exit. Everyone was stunned for a moment when they saw a group of adventurers with tattered clothes and armor.

Why do you always feel like you've seen a ghost?

That's the adventurer who was stabbed in the head, right?

And the guy who had been stabbed several times was actually standing in the crowd.

Could it be that this tunnel still communicates Yin and Yang?

"Zheng Yang, this way!"

At this time, a rough voice came from the opposite side.

The archer following the team suddenly raised his head.

He looked at the bearded man in his forties who was waving to him in front of him.

"Team...captain?"

He rubbed his swollen eyes vigorously and looked at the crowd. Everyone was missing!

Seeing that he was still in a daze, the captain took a few steps forward, picked up Zheng Yang's back collar, and threw him towards the crowd.

"then!"

The four teammates immediately cheered, picked up Zheng Yang, and rushed towards the temporary camp that had just been set up.

"Thank you all four! This is a little thought, I hope you will accept it."

The bearded man bowed deeply to the four members of the guild and handed the leader Qin Xin a large bag.

The four people waved their hands and said politely:

"Hands up."

Seeing that the four people refused to accept it, the bearded man handed it forward again...

Saying goodbye to Big Beard's warm invitation, the group of four returned to the camp set up by the Adventurer's Guild not far away.

I plan to take a short rest today and rush back to Hexicheng early tomorrow morning.

As soon as they entered the guild's premises, the smell of blood hit their nostrils.

I saw wounded people everywhere in the guild, including Isshiki's serious injuries.

Every time a new rift is born, the guild will send three intermediate priests and five junior priests to follow the large army and station themselves not far from the rift.

Prevent injured adventurers from not receiving timely treatment and causing casualties.

In the past, such a configuration was more than enough, and everyone even rushed to become a resident priest.

But this strange rift taught these pastors who wanted to take a little vacation a hard lesson.

It was okay at first. Most of them were adventurers with bloated pig heads, and the junior priests could easily deal with them.

The group self-healing of mid-level priests is even more effective.

Then suddenly two adventurers who were severely injured were spit out from behind the crack.

Not long after I carried them back, there were three more, and then sixty or seventy low-level, intermediate, and high-level ones were spit out one after another.

There is nothing a junior priest can do to deal with such a seriously injured adventurer.

Only the Holy Healing Technique of intermediate priests can be effective.

But the problem is that the Holy Healing Technique consumes a lot of magic power. A mid-level priest can use more than a dozen of them which is already the limit.

Coupled with the previous irregular release of group self-healing, the magic power was seriously insufficient.

Currently, there are still a backlog of more than twenty seriously injured adventurers in the station.

The mid-level priest who followed Qin Xin into the rift felt something bad.

I always felt that the other three mid-level priests in the camp had green eyes.

Sure enough, the ominous premonition came true immediately.

"Lao Gu, when you see these poor wounded people, don't you just want to help them?"

One of the priests with a haggard face stepped forward quickly, hugged his shoulders enthusiastically, and winked at him.

The guild priests recruited by the guild are usually very familiar with each other. After all, there are less than twenty of them, and several of them have worked together for more than ten years.

It’s hard even if you’re not familiar with it.

Gu Quan's expression was a little far-fetched. There were still so many seriously injured adventurers around. It seemed like these guys wouldn't stop until they squeezed themselves dry!

"Brother Qin, we will stay with Lao Gu. You can go to the open space next to you to rest."

The middle-aged pastor, who was hugging Gu Quan, apologized to Qin Xin.

Qin Xin nodded, looked at Gu Quan who looked hopeless, and spread his hands to express his helplessness...

"Brother Gu, take care."

After saying that, he led the two of them towards the open space not far away.

After coming down the rift this time, he was not dirty at all. After all, he had the cleaning skills of an intermediate priest.

But tired for sure.

However, the mission targets for this year have been completed, and the rest of the time will be free to move. Several people plan to return to the rift to explore after completing the mission.

But we have to wait until the station stabilizes. After all, the only priest in the team has been recruited by the station...

At the same time, the first group of adventurers who had been deceived by the guild announcement quickly returned to Hexi City.

They didn't even stay in the wild at night, so one can imagine their anger.

The mission taken this time is destined to fail and will be recorded in the team information.

As an adventurer who values ​​the honor of his team more than his life, this is unforgivable.

Besides, the problem is not with yourself.

The Adventurer's Guild must take full responsibility!

The group of people walked into the mission hall in a grand manner, which shocked the staff.

Although everyone's edema has gone away a lot after more than a day of relief, they still gained weight on average.

The main reason was to leave some evidence to prevent the guild from defaulting on their debt, otherwise they would have been treated by the accompanying guild priest halfway through.

"Everyone looks good lately!"

At this time, the president happened to be at the front desk checking the task report handed over by the staff.

Looking up, I saw such a group of aggressive adventurers.

When everyone saw that the president was still there, their arrogance suddenly subsided.

In Hexicheng, the president is absolutely not bad towards adventurers. He has come forward many times to protect adventurers who have offended the family, and has won the respect of all civilian adventurers.

Those families were gnashing their teeth at the president, but there was nothing they could do.

After all, the president was the light of Hexi City in Hexi City when he was young. He was suppressed by the big family all the way, but he still reached the current position of president step by step.

No one knows the specific strength of the president, who reached the extraordinary level in his thirties and is now one hundred and ten years old.

Even during the beast wave eight years ago, everyone only saw the tip of the iceberg of the president's strength.

It is undoubtedly the patron saint of Hexi.

However, it stands to reason that given the current strength of the president, he should be middle-aged, maybe even thirty years old.

I don’t know why the president always likes to present himself as an old man...

"Um, President, I wonder who wrote that announcement?"

The strong man at the head gritted his teeth.

As soon as the president saw everyone's expressions, he knew something must have happened.

I actually felt a little panicked.

I quickly called him haha.

"What's wrong with the announcement?"

Everyone immediately started talking about their experiences inside the rift.

But the more he listened, the more familiar the president felt. Isn't this the same as what the adventurers who discovered the rift said?

The president's expression was a little strange, but he hid it well.

But I was still relieved that there was no big problem.

Then he waved his hand to stop everyone's discussion.

"I have heard your demands, and I will deal with the person who wrote the announcement seriously."

"But I won't reveal his specific name."

"Our guild will cancel all arrest missions released this time from within, so don't worry."

When the adventurers heard this, they immediately cheered:

"Long live the president!"

I went all the way back to the president's office and wiped the cold sweat from my forehead. Fortunately, I didn't say that I wrote it when I wrote the article. If I really said it, wouldn't it be too late?

Well, it seems those four little guys know...

Two days later, the family members finally returned to their respective families. Although they were all healed on the way, the atmosphere between the families was somewhat tense.

It's obviously not as peaceful as it seems.

A large number of seriously injured adventurers also returned to the guild one after another, causing an uproar throughout Hexi City.

Even though everyone thought they were going to die, no one died.

This was either a miracle or the intervention of other unimaginable forces.

After all, so far, I have never heard of a rift in the mainland that can autonomously teleport seriously injured adventurers.

To be precise, the only thing that can be transmitted in this world is information. To them, transmitting seriously injured adventurers is simply a magical skill...

Although the seriously injured adventurer wanted to return to the rift, he was blocked by an invisible barrier.

This barrier will not cause harm to adventurers and is slowly weakening.

The specific time is about one month.

After receiving this news, the adventurers who had just returned from crossing the city became more and more enthusiastic.

After all, who doesn’t like working somewhere where life is guaranteed?

At present, Hexicheng has returned nearly 700 adventurers from Ducheng. The original number of adventurers in Hexicheng was about [-].

Including the adventurers from the previous two days, those currently in the rift or preparing to go to the rift account for about one-third of the total.

Yan Mu has been laughing so hard for the past two days that he can't even open his eyes. Since the slime drops have been modified, the appearance of the Slime King has greatly increased.

The total number of souls has reached an astonishing point!

Moreover, the number of adventurers in the maze has increased rapidly in the past few days, reaching more than [-] people.

Yan Mu was afraid that these adventurers would get tired of using slimes all the time, so he generously used the skill ninety times in a row.

By the way, the elite slime was replaced with five slots.

The results of this lottery are quite good. After all, there are two guarantees, one purple and one gold.

Ninety times, three purple skills were added to the guarantee.

There are many useful blue skills.

It's a pity that there is only one guaranteed golden skill.

Today's Slime King will randomly generate various attributes every time it appears, which is very cool.

The previous flying slash will change according to the slimes with different attributes.

I originally thought that the flying slashes were the transparent sword energy emitted by King Slime.

Sure enough, I still underestimated the degree of mutation in this game after time travel.

Now let Yan Mu comment on King Slime, I can only say that the special effects are amazing!

The elite slime has added three attributes: earth, wind, and wood. It's not that we don't want to add more, but there is really no extra.

The more cool attributes drawn were given priority to the Slime King.

Currently, there are five types of slime kings: wind, ice, fire, thunder, and metal.

The flavors of ordinary slime have been increased to ten: pineapple, mango, pepper, orange, and papaya.

Adventurer: "I just want to say thank you!"

The adventurers in the labyrinth can be said to be miserable, but they have to fight the elite slimes for the mutated spirit crystal.

Now junior adventurers no longer dare to get too close to those intermediate and advanced adventurers.

After all, he didn't know when a giant slime man wrapped in flames, lightning, and ice crystals would suddenly come to him.

A random chop.

Even now, all adventurers will pray silently when killing elite slimes.

Even though I knew I wouldn't die, it really hurt.

According to adventurers who have experienced it, the feeling is no different from death.