The leader of the human faction was a boorish black man. His muscles were full of explosive power, and his eyes sparkled. Adams, the strongest Ability X user of the younger generation of the Ghana Alliance.
This was the advantage of humans. Only humans were blessed with Ability X. Even the Atlanteans, who also originated from Earth, and whose spiritual power could be described as "great", could not possess Ability X.
Adams smiled. "Leandre, you've lost confidence. The next to quit might be you."
Leandre's purplish black lips parted, revealing sharp teeth. "Is that so? Adams, why don't I help you? Let's see if you have the guts. "
"I'm open to all comers, Gejolas. What do you think?"
Grecholus, a Caucasian, was a large humanoid race with two feet but four arms. His facial features were similar to a human's, but at the back of his head, he had a pair of insect-like compound eyes.
Compared to the Naga, the fate of the Caucasians was not as good. Before humans discovered them, their ancestral planet had already been completely destroyed in a frenzied internal war. The appearance of humans had both conquered and saved them. Since then, the Caucasians had almost become a vassal race of humans. Their numbers were not large, but they could be seen in all walks of life in the human world. In the early days, they had also experienced a lot of racial discrimination. It was only in recent years that their status had improved slightly.
"I support Adams." Gejolas had the wild, destructive side of the Caucasians. At the same time, he also had the stubborn side of the Caucasians.
This stubbornness was a power that was inherited in their genes. Gejolas was very clear that although his strength was not bad, as a Caucasian, there were many problems if he wanted to represent Ghana. After all, the main body of the Ghana Alliance was the union of the Naga and humans. The Caucasians were only a minority.
Leandre hissed and bared his teeth. This was a gesture of the Naga to express their anger. However, he quickly calmed down. "Adams, as long as you make a mistake, I will pull you down at any time."
The strength of the Naga was their calmness. At any time, even if their anger burned the deepest part of their brain, they could still maintain an unbelievable calm.
Adams still had a smile on his face. "I don't need this kind of submission. Come on, let's continue."
Leander and Grejolus' eyes sparkled. Roar …
The three factions once again clashed fiercely. Frankly speaking, the elimination rate here was much higher than in the Solar System. It was simply brutal.
The IG Elite Competition was in full swing. All the major galaxies and countries were undergoing the most stringent selection process.
IG's internal review agency was also conducting an in-depth assessment.
Roland Garros, IG Special Concession Office.
Here, various preparations for the IG main competition were being carried out intensely. At the same time, they were also providing support for the IG preliminaries of the major galactic powers.
Information was collected, exchanged, and passed on here.
"The final result of the Arbiter Republic is out."
A piece of news was announced, and the entire office froze for a moment. Some staff members stared with their eyes wide open. "Isn't this a little too fast? Arbiter's competition was the biggest in our assessment. How did the results come out? "
"Connecting with personnel from Arbiter to confirm the connection. The signal is connected through the wormhole. Three, two, one, connect."
The main screen of the office flashed and connected to the Arbiter Empire's military headquarters.
"This is our IG name list. Please receive it according to the confidentiality agreement." The soldiers of the Arbiter Republic felt a bone-chilling chill. Even though they were separated by time and space, just the image on the screen seemed to have lowered the temperature of the office by a few degrees.
Especially behind this soldier was a group of murderers who exuded a dangerous aura like that of wild beasts …
They were definitely murderers who were numb to killing. The murderous intent in their eyes was as thick as a devil that had just crawled out of hell. And everyone knew that the truth was more or less the same.
The eyes of everyone in the IG office were focused on one person in this group of murderers. Olivios, the strongest among the younger generation of the Arbiter Republic. His nickname was "Grim Reaper." There were two big rumors about him. The first was that he would tattoo the names of the opponents he killed on his body.
The second was that he had killed more than a thousand people. He was truly known as the Thousand Killer.
Basically, these murderous ghosts of the Arbiter Republic all had bloodstains on their hands. At the very least, they had taken dozens of lives to have such a cold murderous aura. In their eyes, the competitors from other places were all children. In fact, past competitions had proven this point. The Arbiter Republic firmly believed that only fire and blood could forge the strongest warriors … even though in the eyes of more people, they were just creating killing machines.
After confirming the identity and entering the information, the communication with the Arbiter Republic was cut off. The atmosphere of the entire IG office was slightly warmer.
"The style of the Arbiter Republic is too …"
"Be careful with your words. Let's get to work."
"Eh? Why isn't Nikki among the people recorded? "
Nikki was the number two figure among the younger generation of the Arbiter Republic. In terms of strength, he was comparable to Olivios. It was just that the number of people he had killed was lower.
"You don't know the terror of the Arbiter Republic. Nikki is already dead." A staff member who was in charge of the Arbiter Republic sighed.
What!
The temperature in the room that had just become warmer seemed to have dropped again. It was icy cold.
Nikki was at the top in the entire Milky Way. His strength was no weaker than Olivios. In some aspects, he might even be superior. The Arbiter Republic actually let him die just like that?
"Is it an accident or?" Someone asked coldly, thinking of a terrifying possibility.
"You didn't guess wrongly. This is the tradition of the Arbiter Republic. The strongest person is the only one. Only one person can come out of the Arena of Life and Death. The person who survived was Olivios."
"Cough, let's not talk about this. The results of the Aslan Empire are out. However, the registration might still take some time."
"Oh? Who was the leader? Sword Saint Aurora or Oz, the Sword Magician? "
"It should be the Sword Saint. After all, he was a noble."
When talking about Aslan, everyone was very enthusiastic. Compared to Arbiter, Aslan was as pleasant as a spring breeze. It felt that when talking about places like Arbiter, they had to talk about Aslan to ease their mood.
On the distant Atlantis Star, there was a unique building that towered into the clouds. Regardless of day or night, aircraft that emitted a strange stream of light flew back and forth in an orderly manner. This was one of the nine major cities of Atlantis, Anfels City.
Twenty-four Atlantean youths were divided into two teams and engaged in a battle. For this IG competition, Atlantis had also become serious, which was rare.
The battle between the Atlanteans was like a natural play. Strange powers collided with each other. It was so dazzling that it was like magic. However, it was not magic. It was real and substantial power.
The two teams were almost evenly matched. Among them, the confrontation between the two was especially eye-catching. Every time they made a move, it would bring about a variety of effects, causing the surrounding environment to change.
In the distance, there was a viewing platform high up in the sky. It was carved with the unique carvings of Atlantis. The strange patterns emitted a solemn feeling of power. Hao Lin Zou stood on it and looked at the intense battle below calmly.
Behind him, there were six attendants standing respectfully.
"Who do you think is more suitable, Bordia or Azhas?"
"Your Royal Highness, in terms of combat power, Azhas is better."
The leader of the attendants lowered his head and expressed his opinion.
"Is that so? Then what's the advantage of Bordia?"
"He understands humans better."
Hao Lin smiled. "Let's choose his team then."
"Yes, then should we announce the disbandment?"
"Why? I haven't seen enough yet. " Hao Lin laughed softly. "Although you said that Azhas is better, I feel that Bordia will win. We can bet 100 energy crystals."
"Cough … Your Royal Highness, this … is not good."
The leader of the guards shook his head awkwardly. After His Royal Highness went to the human world, he was no longer as simple as before. All kinds of strange habits of humans would occur from time to time.
Hao Lin smiled mischievously. However, in his heart, a figure flashed past. The figure that gave him the feeling of divine thoughts … That strange feeling happening to a human was indeed very strange.
If he could meet him again, would it be more interesting?
After all, underwater combat was not mainstream. Regarding the research and development of water combat mecha, the Solar System was already lagging behind. However, in the environment of the Milky Way Alliance, it did not hinder military procurement. Especially since the Solar System was a special existence, it still had a certain advantage in this aspect.
"In summary, in the entire Milky Way Alliance, this is not a development focus in this aspect. However, it is a project that cannot be ignored. Therefore, in the IG underwater combat, the most suitable mecha will be chosen from the following models … Aslan – Trident series is a rather mature and stable water combat mecha. It has a compound particle propulsion system. The close combat weapon uses the Alpha Watershed Spear. The long range weapons are mainly the Watershed Cutter Gun and tracking torpedo …"
Colonel Duncan explained in detail. It was not a textbook introduction. He brought everyone to the mecha warehouse where the Trident mecha was stored and let everyone take turns to sit in it. In this aspect, the mecha of the Solar System were generally not used. They still had to choose the strongest models. It was the same for many other galaxies.
"You guys take a good look and choose the one that is suitable. There is a kind of spiritual connection between the mecha and the pilot."
Duncan's words were a little suspenseful. However, everyone nodded silently in their hearts. In the entire Solar System, they were chosen from tens of billions of people. Their strength was very strong. In fact, the model of the mecha could not restrict the performance of their skills. However, everyone would still have the existence of a "natural mecha". When using a special model of mecha, the overall standard would rise by a few levels. As for how strong the mecha's performance was, it was not necessarily the case. The key was that it was suitable.
(Take half a day off for the weekend. Thank you!)
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