Reincarnated As A Slime, He Begins To Encounter Rimuru

"Your Excellency won, and according to the agreement, you can enter the territory of the Great Ghost Clan. But..."The old man seemed a little embarrassed.

Geist also understood something, this old man had a high status in the Great Ghost Clan, but he did not have the right to decide on the entry of outsiders without authorization.

"Go ahead, old man, my request is indeed a little unreasonable, if there is really no way, then let's make friends." Since Geist understands that it will not be difficult for others.

As the old man entered the territory, Geist came to the young man: "This old gentleman is your teacher?"

"Yes, it's an honor to be his apprentice, but... Like everyone else, he felt that monsters with names were stronger. The boy seemed to be dissatisfied and resistant to the name.

"What the old gentleman said is true, but... Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and more ants can bite the elephant to death. Geist said: "It's better to be like this, when I have a human form, I don't need skills to compete with you and me, if you lose, accept me to give you your name, and if I lose, I will never care about your name." How is it?

"I can't accept it." The young man also knew that his master was thinking about his future prospects, but he was unwilling to accept what others had given him.

"A proud boy." Geist didn't force it, after all, he didn't have to do this task.

What followed was the relative silence between Geist and the big ghost boy for a long time.

Until the old man returned, neither said a word again.

It's the slime lying on the ground and the boy having a dry stare game to see who gets bored first.

However, the arrival of the old man interrupted the meaningless contest that even the contestants did not necessarily know.

"Your Excellency has been waiting for a long time, our patriarch wants to meet you." The old man looked at Geist with not so much murderous in his eyes, and even with a smile.

Following the old man's footsteps, the three of them walked through the territory of the Great Ghost Clan.

In terms of development, the territory of the Great Ghost Clan is definitely many times better than that of Goblin Village.

But in terms of Geist's unilateral perception of the magic element, in terms of strength, Rimuru can fight to the extent of exterminating the clan with minor injuries.

"Sir, I haven't had a chance to ask you." Geist asked suddenly.

"Your Excellency can just say it directly, the old man respects the powerful and powerful, and he must know everything." The old man's vigorous voice came out.

"Dare to ask the old gentleman's name?" Geist asked.

"Hahaha, do you think that the old man is as strong as he has a name? I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Your Excellency, and the old man is just a big ghost clan who is about to die. The old man smiled open-mindedly, but to Geist, this was more like self-deprecation.

He followed the old man Geist to a building that looked different.

In Geist's eyes, the ones in Goblin Village can only be regarded as shelters, and this one in front of him can be regarded as buildings.

"Your Excellency, please." The old man made a gesture of invitation to Geist, and then followed Geist, placing his hand on the hilt of the knife as if it were customary.

And on a smooth rattan chair in front of Geist, a big ghost clan was obviously in the prime of life.

Under the red hair is a dark red face, and his unangry and arrogant face gives him a bit of the temperament of a black-faced man.

Neon people are always very interested in the culture of the Three Kingdoms in China, and Geist always feels that this guy in front of him may be Zhang Fei.

To the left of the red ghost stood a large oni with a similar face, but noticeably younger.

He looked at Geist more scrutinically, he could tell that the slime was strong, but he didn't know to what extent.

At this time, the red ghost who was obviously the backbone of the main heart spoke, and it was a very deep voice: "Your Excellency, why do you come to my big ghost clan?" "

Make a friend, that's all." Geist's reason was really that simple, so he also thought there was nothing to hide.

"Is it really for such a simple purpose?" The leader of the big ghost clearly didn't believe it.

During the banquet, a pink-haired ghost clan dressed in a shrine maiden costume walked in with tea.

Geist's magic sense felt something different about this big ghost.

Naturally, attention was also on her.

At this time, the young big ghost clan next to the rattan chair exuded a threatening aura towards Gester.

"Ahem!" The Ghost King coughed, as if to remind the big ghost clan beside him.

Geist also realized that his behavior was not very good, and awkwardly put his attention back and asked, "Dare to ask who was just now?" "

That's my daughter, this is my dog here, and it makes your Excellency smile." The Ghost King smiled apologetically at Geist.

Even though the smile on his serious face was more ugly than crying.

"No, for the sake of my sister, daring to show hostility to the stronger is a rare thing in itself. Ling Lang will definitely be an excellent leader in the future.

Geist picked up the tea he had just given and tasted it, and couldn't help but admire: "The tea in Guibaodi is very fragrant, is there any secret?" "

Hahaha, if you like it, if you can successfully establish a diplomatic relationship and send some to you, it will not be a problem." The Ghost King laughed, his laughter was very contagious, and Geist couldn't help but relax when he heard it.

But as soon as this clever change of topic came out, Geist also understood some things, the ghost king in front of him was by no means as rough as his appearance, after all, he must have some means to be the head of the clan.

Of course, Ligurud did not rely on this kind of mental skill to ascend to the position, but practiced benevolent governance, so it led to Ligurud's affinity in the village at the beginning.

"May the Ghost King's idea come true, for our future friendship, cheers!" Geist picked up his teacup and saluted the Ghost King.

However, the silence of the scene was very embarrassing, and the ghost king was puzzled for a moment, so he asked, "Your Excellency, what does this toast mean?" Also, I don't understand some of the words you just said.

Geist couldn't help but be speechless for a while, and said something in his own hand in the paragraph he had just said.

"Forget it, Your Excellency should explain what a toast is first." The Ghost King also saw Geist's difficulty and waved his hand.

"Well, presumably, the act of the two sides colliding with the vessels containing the drink." Geist's explanation is much more official than Rimuru's, but that doesn't prevent the Ghost King from understanding it.

"I see, do you want to drink?" Well, the Ghost King doesn't seem to fully understand.

"It doesn't have to be." Geist hurriedly refused: "Sometimes it's not impossible to replace wine with tea, everyone in the big ghost clan has a great appetite for me, and it's my honor to make friends."

"After talking about it, Your Excellency, can a slime have such strength compared to a monster with a name, right? Can you tell me your name? The Ghost King asked.

"Of course, my name is Geist Turnpest. The strength of the Great Ghost Clan itself is already very strong, and if someone is willing to give it a name, it will definitely be even stronger. Geist said without exaggeration.

"What Your Excellency said is not unreasonable, it's just... There is no such powerhouse. The Ghost King pretended to be sorry and said, and suddenly he seemed to have discovered something, and looked at Geist: "Your Excellency seems to be very optimistic about my son, I wonder if Your Excellency is willing to give him a name?"

"Father!" The young ghost beside the Ghost King seemed to be a little shocked.

"Hmm!" The ghost king raised his hand to stop the other party: "I'm already old, the future of the big ghost clan needs to rely on you, now that there is such a strong man in front of you, you don't fight for it, what else do you want?"

"It's better like this, I don't think I'm so powerful, but I'm afraid it will still be me who takes advantage of one-on-one situations, you big ghost clan has six people, six against one, if you catch me, then I lose, how about it?" Geist dared to make such a request, and naturally he had his own certainty.

"Your Excellency is strong, six against one... It's hard to win, it's better ... Seven against one, if you don't mind, so be it. "The Ghost King's perception of Geist still has a certain number, and he knows that six against one may not be able to do anything to Geist.

Geist pondered for a moment and then said, "Yes, I will name your son if I lose, and of course if you want the other people to attend, I can also name them." Of course, if I win, as an ally, I can also name a young descendant of the Great Oni Clan, but I need to decide for myself.

Geist's remarks openly gave six named places, but secretly limited the seven people who played to those with potential, which greatly reduced his pressure.

"Yes." I don't know if the ghost king understands Geist's little abacus, so he decisively agreed.

Soon, the Great Ghost Clan selected five young people with potential, but they couldn't decide on the sixth person to participate in the battle.

"Why don't you let the old gentleman come?" Geist reminded: "After all, if I lose, with that old gentleman's strength, it is enough to teach a new generation of Great Ghost Clan warriors." "

Your Excellency has a point, then... Just do as you wish. The Ghost King thought for a moment and thought that what Geist said made sense.

With the addition of the old man, the six-member team was formed.

In addition to the Ghost King's son, to Geist's surprise, his daughter also joined.

There was also a purple-haired ghost with a heavy sword, and the expression on her face looked like someone owed her money.

and a dark-skinned blue-haired ghost, this guy's presence is very low, or he is deliberately hidden by himself, and extremely cooperatively, he has a short knife in his hand.

There is also a big ghost clan with a strong body and a simple expression, carrying a hammer in his hand.

Then there are the two masters and apprentices of the old man and the young man.

The seven of them stood in the wide square of the Great Ghost Clan.

At this time, Geist suddenly said: "The criterion of victory and defeat is that if I capture all of you, I win, and if any of the six of you can catch me, you win." As soon as Geist finished speaking, he already noticed that there was no one on the other side.

The faint sound of a steel wire breaking through the air came from behind him.

Geist didn't have time to look back, the ultrasonic wave that assimilated to the bat was activated, and the wire stopped in the air at a distance of half an inch from Geist.

In just an instant, the blue ghost was numb because of the shock transmitted back from the wire, and he couldn't release his skills for a while.

Before Geist could make the second move, the purple-haired ghost had already slain in front of Geist, and the massive blade slashed down from the air.

Behind her was the ghost with the hammer, apparently a combined blow from them.

The sound of hammers and heavy swords clashing against Geist with great force.

"Looks like you're in danger." Geist, who was about to activate his body armor, still felt that his magic was stagnant for a moment, and his skills were not formed for a while.

There was a guess in my heart in an instant, and I couldn't control it too much for a while, so I didn't retreat but jumped up against the blade, and then with a burst of water spurting out of Geist's mouth, the recoil force brought by the water sent Geist out of the range of the attack.

The heavy sword fell to the ground, sending up puffs of dust that drowned Geist's figure.

Strangely, Geist didn't take advantage of this opportunity to attack, as if he was hiding.

When the smoke and dust cleared slightly, the big ghosts around the theater didn't see Gester's figure, and they all speculated whether this guy couldn't run away.

His Royal Highness, the prince of the Great Ghost Clan on the field, seemed to think the same way.

But the words of the old man and the young man refuted him.

"Your Excellency is not the one to run away so easily."

"He will mimic, maybe he will blend in with the surrounding clansmen, everyone should be careful to deal with it." The boy's knife stood in front of him, ready to defend himself against a sneak attack.

"Young man has a good memory, but I'm sorry I didn't blend in with the crowd around me." Geist's voice came from the sky, and everyone looked up to see a winged Dao slime flying there in the sky.

Seeing this, the old man smiled and scolded: "If you hide there and sneak attack, you may have won." Immediately, he put one hand on the apprentice's shoulder, and in the next moment, the young man's shoulders sank, and his master had already appeared more than ten meters in the air.

"The old gentleman is really as light as a swallow." Geist exclaimed.

"Each other, each other." The old man slashed out, and he could hear the sound of gold and iron clashing.

And Geist's slime skin is a layer of chain mail made of steel wire: "Old sir, your strength is very strong, so you are the first to be eliminated." Then there was a white patch in front of the old man.

"I really can't disobey the old man." The old man smiled helplessly, and he was put on the ground by Geist, who was entangled in the sticky silk.

"So, next." Geist fell to the ground and said with a slightly arrogant attitude: "The two of them here have their own combined attacks. Bai Lao's swordsmanship is first-class. The one... Her Royal Highness the Princess is able to control the enemy's spirit for a short time. So, this prince and that friend, what do you have?

"I'll show you." As he spoke, the Oni Prince drew his sword, and a raging flame ignited from the blade.

"Oh? I don't really have fire resistance. Geist said this, but there was no nervousness.

"So, plus the Mr. Assassin who has recovered a little bit, why don't you go along?" Geist seemed to feel that time was not enough, and simply said.

With his provocation, the young man also followed the old man's example, flashed behind Gist, and slashed down, but after all, he was young and not so perfect.

A not-so-obvious black shadow flashed past Geist.

"Are you in such a hurry?" Geist smiled: "After all, you're still quite special in my view, so... I'm sorry! As Geist's words fell, the paralyzing smoke was placed on the boy's face.

The feeling of paralysis was so strong that he couldn't even hold the knife.

He was also defeated when he lost his mobility.

At the same time, the mission released a few days ago was finally completed, and at the moment when the task was settled, Geist's bulbous body changed, and he became a big ghost clan with blue hair.

It's just that it seems more human, perhaps... It might be more appropriate to describe it as a ghost people.

Geist, who finally returned to his human form, naturally couldn't be the physical fitness that used to work overtime every day.

Raising his foot and hooking the knife in the young man's hand: "These two masters and apprentices seem to like to win with speed, why don't I try it too." Of course, Geist naturally doesn't have this kind of skill, between his wings, and the strong wind blows, Geist has already appeared behind the honest big ghost clan.

The blade rested on the neck of the purple-haired ghost beside him, and the other hand went around in front of him to paralyze the release of the toxin.

In an instant, he was incapacitated.

And in order to prevent the purple-haired ghost from counterattacking, Geist did not stop, and dodged behind the other party as a cover, and the sticky silk shot out and wrapped the other party into a dumpling.

As for the remaining three, they are still concocting the same method.

Aside from the fact that the flames of His Royal Highness the Prince gave Geist some burns, the Blue Ghost didn't take much effort.

"Can this princess surrender?" Geist asked, but the movements of his hands did not stop, and the sticky silk shot out to tie her hands and feet, but that was all, after all, the other party was not the brute force type like the purple-haired ghost, and that was enough.