Slime Cultivation Game

"Oh, it doesn't sound like a big problem. Am I overthinking it?" Kakaris sat up and stretched. "But the young man named Leo, does he still have a lot of endurance? Haha."

Her clothing was very different from that of most of the Pleasure Cultists. She did not wear any thin, transparent gauze, but only a large nightgown that wrapped her body tightly.

The nightgown almost covered her entire body curve, with only her smooth and delicious collarbone and delicate and lovely feet exposed.

Kakaris's puppet, the old woman, was standing respectfully in the corner of the room, completely motionless and of course not breathing.

"Hmm..." Kakaris threw the eyeball in his hand to the old man: "Let's go to the prison to see the saint and see how the ceremony is being prepared."

"Yes..." The old woman held her eyeballs, her expression returned to its former brightness, she covered her mouth and coughed, and walked out the door. The warden's room.

Leo turned his head to look to his side, and the black divine particles that had been gathering around him since he returned to the room finally dissipated.

I finally let go of my worry. Cold sweat had already soaked my shirt, and even my jet-black bangs were stuck tightly to my forehead.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, Renee, the surveillance should be over."

"Master...can you see the Archbishop's surveillance?"

"Well, I told you, my eyes can see a lot of things that others can't." Leo just touched his brows: "About jealousy... Well, jealousy means that you feel uncomfortable when you see the person you like with another person of the opposite sex. Well, that's probably what it means."

"Oh..." Reni nodded, not quite understanding: "Then I, um, I really like to be jealous of my master. When my master is with other women, I will be very sad! I really want to kill that woman!"

"Uh... this is no longer jealousy..." Leo's mouth twitched twice.

Rather than jealousy, Leo thinks the word yandere can better represent Miss Slime's current mentality.

"Oh, I've always been confused." Leo thought for a while and asked the question that had troubled him for a long time: "Reni, your personality, um, is it the personality of the women you ate, or..."

"I don't know either..." Leni tilted her head: "Well, I think my attitude towards my master should have nothing to do with these bad women I ate... Anyway, I love my master the most..."

"Is that so..." Leo nodded, lying on his back on the bed, looking up at the sky through the skylight: "But I feel that your personality is becoming more and more strange."

Although this piece of sky was small, it was bluer than any he had ever seen in his previous life. The soft white clouds changed into various shapes, bringing him a sense of peace.

"Isn't that strange? Master doesn't like it?" Leni pouted and leaned on Leo's shoulder.

"No, I like it very much." Leo rubbed her head.

It seems that while Miss Slime is constantly eating those bad women, her soul is also constantly developing and growing...

At the beginning, Miss Slime only had herself in her eyes. She had no sense of right and wrong and would only follow her own orders. Even now, um, she still has no sense of right and wrong.

But he will be jealous of himself, feel uncomfortable if he is ignored, and will take the initiative to kill enemies who pose a threat to him without his orders.

Now Miss Slime is becoming more and more like a yandere girl...

Leo speculated that it was because the bad women she ate had some abnormal brains, and she was infected with madness.

This won’t work… What if there’s an “accident” in the future, and Miss Slime uses a razor to turn herself into Makoto…

When the matter is settled, he must start ideological education for Miss Slime, and not let Miss Slime go further down the path of being a yandere...

"Master, what are you thinking about? I feel like you are thinking about me..." Renee raised her head and licked the corner of Leo's mouth twice with her tongue.

"Um...I was wondering if I should give you a name."

"name?"

"Yeah, names like Leni, Lani, Ashley, and Tina, those names belong to other people, not—"

"Is it the same name as Leo?" Leni blinked.

"Yes, like Leo."

"Well, then I want... Master, please help me choose a name..."

"Well, let me think about it." Leo licked the corner of his dry mouth: "My meeting with you is fate. And what we are doing now is to fight against my inevitable death and embrace an unpredictable future, so... let's use the future of the three sisters of fate in my world as your name."

"Shikoti, from today on, you will be called Shikoti."

"Shikoti..." Miss Slime murmured to herself, repeating her name. Gradually, excitement flashed in her eyes: "Okay Master, I have a name. My name is Shikoti!"

She jumped off the bed and danced around the room with abandon.

The dance was not trained by anyone; it was performed based on one's instincts, expressing the joy of the moment.

"Well, Shikoti." Leo looked at the happy Miss Slime and felt a warm current surging in his heart.

In this world, she, Miss Slime, and Shikoti were the only people Leo could trust completely.

This kind of wholehearted trust was something Leo had never felt in either world.

"Master..." Shikoti turned around twice and came to Leo with a blushing face: "Now that I have a name, then... Master, can you please reward me again?"

"..."Leo's smiling mouth suddenly stiffened.

"This time, please... call my name..." Shikoti twisted her waist and rubbed her legs gently.

"What a sin!" Leo's eyes twitched.

[You completed a fusion with the slime incarnation, Reni, and you gained 1 free attribute point...]

[You completed a fusion with the slime incarnation Lani, and you gained 1 free attribute point...]

[You completed a fusion with the slime incarnation Ashley, and you gained 1 free attribute point...]

[You completed a fusion with the slime incarnation Tina, and you gained 1 free attribute point...]

[Your remaining free attribute points: 6 points]

Chapter 36: Sacrifice Begins

The happy, toiling, and painful day finally passed, and the high silver moon once again ruled the sky.

Leo followed Shikoti to the altar of joy.

Of course, Shikoti was disguised as Leni.

Leo added three of the four attribute points he had just obtained to his spiritual vision and three to his physical strength according to his plan.

So, his attributes came to:

【Strength: 2】

[Agility: 3]

[Stamina: 10]

【Charm: 7】

【Intelligence: 6】

[Vision: 20]

At the same time, the system also reminded him that the number of attribute points he would obtain would be greatly reduced when he was having fun with Tina and Ashley.

His strength improvement has reached a bottleneck. If he wants to break through this bottleneck, he needs to devour a new bad woman.

To this end, Shikoti suggested secretly eating some good-looking living sacrifices and then fusing them together to increase Leo's strength, but he refused.

Let’s not talk about whether you can gain skill points by combining with those innocent people who have no abilities.

Even if he could, he didn't want to let Miss Slime eat those poor innocent people who had already been tortured just to become stronger quickly.

Thinking about it this way, Leo still felt that he had a bottom line.

The bottom line is more flexible.

After all, if he was to eat the cultists with blood on their hands in the Joy Church, such as the archbishop disguised as a maid, he would have no psychological burden.

Unfortunately, there is an unknown number of levels between the Archbishop and Shikoti's strongest incarnation, Reni. This thing is probably impossible to do at this moment.

"By the way, Sister Renee..." There were so many people around that Leo didn't call Miss Slime by her new name: "You told me before that there is a big gap between the Archbishop and you. But I didn't ask specifically, how are the power classes of the church divided?"

"Hmm..." Shikoti looked around and whispered, "Leo, the humans on this continent, as long as they have sworn allegiance to the gods and received baptism from priests and gained divine power, their strength levels are similar, and there are 9 levels in total."

"The first three levels are still the domain of humans, namely low-level, middle-level, and high-level believers. The middle three levels have obtained some of the power of the gods and are collectively called the gods' favored ones."

"The one favored by God?" Leo thought of the information he obtained with the Eye of True Vision.

Whether it is Saint Frey of the Order Sect, or Archbishop Kakaris of the Joy Church, their race is not human, but those favored by God.

"That's right, but the God's Favored Ones is just a general term, and there are many divisions within it. If high-level believers want to continue to advance, they must choose their own path.

For example, knights, warlocks, priests, mechanics, etc. "Take the paladin who injured Reni as an example. He is a fourth-level God-favored Knight. Above him are the fifth-level Punishment Knight and the sixth-level God-favored Knight."

"Basically, all straightforward divisions are..."

After listening to Shikoti's explanation, Leo nodded and had a further understanding of the strength division of the middle and third-level believers.

Simply put, no matter what rank it is, the fourth rank is prefixed with "Holy", the fifth rank is prefixed with "Punishment", and the sixth rank is prefixed with "God's Favor".

The Saint of the Order Sect is a "Holy Priest" of the fourth level, and the Archbishop Kakaris of the Joy Sect is a "God-favored Warlock" of the sixth level.

"Well, Leo, you understand very quickly." Shikoti nodded: "The high-ranking bishops, archbishops and saints of all major sects, whether they are holy or evil, are all strong men of the middle third level."

"Eh, that's not right." Leo frowned. "When you capture the Saint, the enemy you are actually dealing with is not just a Paladin, but also the Saint, the Holy Priest..."

"Oh, you mean this..." Shikoti chuckled: "The sect prepared a relic for us in advance, called "Hunting the Witch". It is said that the relic was obtained by the Order Sect in the holy war with the dark races on the border. It is a restraint device for the Saint. It was snatched by my sect seven years ago and is now tied to her. So the Saint had no way to take action at that time, and we only had to deal with a Paladin."

"I see. What about the last three levels?" Leo frowned, still feeling something was wrong.

"The number of the last three stages is too small." Shikoti smiled. "From the central part of Castea Continent, which was unified by the Emperor and Pope of the Dawn Empire, Riley Insigne, a thousand years ago, to the present day, the number of the last three stages believers combined is probably only a few dozen."

"Each of them has met gods, and because of their different beliefs, they have different titles. For example, the emperor of the Dawn Empire believes in the God of Fire. Therefore, his title is the Knight of Fire. He is also the first knight of the third rank in the history of Castea."

"As for what level he is at, I have no memory of this knowledge." Shikoti smiled apologetically at Leo.

"It's okay. These are enough. The matters of the last three stages are not something I should be thinking about right now."

Leo shook his head. His spiritual vision attribute was only at the level of a high-level cultist. His overall strength was probably not as good as that of a mid-level cultist...

It's a bit too ambitious to think about things so far in the future now.

As the two chatted, they followed the large group to the Altar of Joy.

Leo couldn't help but tremble when he came to this familiar place again.

After all, this was his first time to hold a party, and also the first time he saw someone’s heart being dug out alive, which left an indelible shock in his young mind.

"Follow me..." Shikoti nodded to Leo and led him through the crowd to the center of the altar.

Originally she was just the warden of a branch church and had no right to stand in front of the crowd when sacrificing the saint.

But because this saint was hunted by her, she gained this honor.

Amid the throng of people, the two arrived at the center of the sacrificial site. Around the altar stele carved with a DNA spiral pattern and connected by intertwined "Ω" symbols, hundreds of knights in heavy armor were standing meticulously.

They are the true backbone of the Joyful Church, and more than half of the Joyful Church's troops have come here.

Leo scanned with the Eye of True Vision and found that among this group of heavily armored knights, a quarter were strong men above the Paladin level, and the rest were high-level believers.

Under the stone tablet, the Holy Maiden of the Order Sect was surrounded by seven or eight braziers and was chained to the altar.

Silver hair covered her scarlet eyes. Under the pure white robe that outlined her graceful curves, her hands were hung up and her feet were suspended in the air. Her whole body looked like a cross.

Under her soft and weak jade feet, there were sharp spikes standing upright, and those spikes were burned red by the branding iron.

If the saint's chains were untied, this young saint would fall in the blink of an eye and be pierced through the body by these spikes.

The pure white holy robe would be soaked in bright red at that moment.

Perhaps this is the effect that the Joyful Church wants.

"Da da da……"

"Cough cough..."

Footsteps and coughs sounded at the same time, and Archbishop Kakaris, wearing a priest's robe and leaning on a cane, walked up to the altar...

Chapter 37 Ceremony

"Da da da……"

Footsteps sounded on the white stone platform made of ivory. Two wide leather shoes staggered on the stone steps. The owner of the shoes, Kakaris, took out a scarf from his trouser pocket and covered his mouth with two very deep nasolabial folds, coughing continuously: "Saint of Order, are you ready? Prepare to meet my Lord."

The saint with silver hair and red eyes just looked at him coldly without saying a word.

It seems like there is no emotion, no fear, no regrets.

"Ahem, that's really... your style of answer, Fulei. Ahem, I hope you can still maintain this stubborn look during the next ceremony."

Kakaris coughed twice, walked to the side of the saint and turned around: "Then, let's begin the joy ceremony."