Saint – Gold Grandmaster Fey.
The main purpose of coming here was to 'watch and select talents', 'supervise and maintain order'.
Because he was wearing a golden mask, his facial expression could not be seen … In fact, when all the contestants arrived, the Gold Grandmaster's expression was extremely ugly.
Because most of the contestants here were actually Hybrid Demons.
Of the six teams, three were made up of purebred Hybrid Demons, one team was made up of Transformed Humans who were affected by the vortex, and the remaining two teams were made up of craftsmen from the Saint Level World.
This result made him very unhappy.
After all, in terms of basic attributes, Saint Level beings restrained Impure Hybrid Demons.
After a round of selection, more than half of the craftsmen he brought with him died in the passage.
After some 'bewitching' words, the Saint created a golden seat for flying and sat alone in the sky to watch the rest of the competition.
The manager of the competition was still 'Father Lesos'.
The area covered by the black umbrella was self-contained. Father Lesos stood in the middle of the fairyland with the side of absolute darkness and announced the rules:
"The final selection will be divided into two stages.
First, confrontation.
The person in charge of each team will draw lots, and the teams with the same number will fight.
The vanguard, general, and general will be sent to fight according to the order of battle.
Once your identity is confirmed, it cannot be changed. If you change your identity in private and change the order of battle, you will be directly killed by me and the Saint.
The winning team will enter the second stage.
Second, ascension.
The Saint specially brought a Gold Saint Level, and the [Vortex Miracle] was also moved to the top of the stairs.
The winning team will obtain the right to 'ascend'.
Ascension was an important ceremony in the Saint Level World, and it was also a path that individuals had to go through to obtain identity and power.
The first individual to complete the ascension meant that there was a higher chance of being accepted by the [Vortex Miracle].
The Saint also said that there was only one chance to touch the miracle.
However, individuals who performed well in the selection competition had the chance to cut off their connection with the current world, completely change their identity, and go to the Saint Level World to live a new life.
I hope you can show your best strength.
Representatives of the six teams, please come to me to draw lots … "
At this moment, the Saint sitting on the golden seat suddenly raised his hand, and his voice came from the top:
"Father Lesos, among these teams, one of them is yours.
To ensure absolute fairness, the [Lot Drawing Ceremony] will be led by both of us.
Father, you will still be in charge of drawing lots, but I will provide the tools for the drawing. "
After that.
Six golden medallions slowly descended from the sky.
The number imprinted in gold could not be changed. Even if Father Lesos wanted to do something, he would be discovered.
At this moment, the priest's face under the cover of darkness changed slightly.
Indeed, Father Lesos had a certain degree of selfishness. He really wanted the three transformers under his command to obtain the qualifications to ascend the stairs.
However, the prerequisite to being qualified was to win the competition.
As a Mythical Body of the Hybrid Demons, he naturally knew how powerful the four Primordial Spirits were.
It was not easy for Father Lesos to win the qualification to be in charge of the final screening. He wanted to go easy on his own people, or at least avoid these monstrous Protoplasmic Bodies.
Otherwise, he wouldn't even have the chance to "ascend the stairs", let alone accept the miracle.
Furthermore.
Currently, there was still the worst option in the selection competition, [Terrifying Team Formed by the First and Seventh Essence].
If they were unlucky, they would not even have a 1% chance of winning and would definitely die in the competition.
If the darkness overflowed from the priest's face, his current expression could scare ordinary people to death within a few hundred meters.
However, he quickly suppressed his emotions and made it seem like there was no change. He only paused for two seconds.
His tone was also very calm. "Representatives of each team, please step forward to draw lots."
On Han Dong's side, Vortex Lady Mero naturally stepped forward as the representative.
Han Dong also vaguely saw some clues. The Little Magic Eye read the dark aura that enveloped the priest, and there was a slight change just now.
"Father Lesos seems to have been tricked. Judging from the fact that he used his privilege to accept me in advance, the groups here should be able to do some tricks to prevent us from running into the Protoplasmic Bodies.
In this way, the relationship between the priest and the Golden Saint seems to be very ordinary. It could even be said that it is very fragile. This is a good thing.
However, this also puts us under a lot of pressure.
We can only hope that Mero's luck will be better.
One in five chance, please don't fall for it … "
If they really ran into the First Essence, the only thing Han Dong could do was to protect himself. It would be difficult to carry out the follow-up plan.
The current situation made Han Dong very nervous. The only thing he could do was pray.
The drawing of lots ended.
Three different patterns appeared on the surface of the Golden Medallion. They were [Cloud], [Stone], and [Tree].
The corresponding pattern in Mero's hand was [Tree].
"Tree! Which team does it correspond to? "
His Little Magic Eye was fully activated. Han Dong did not care about the situation of the other teams.
All his attention was fixed on Mad Devil's hand. Not only Han Dong, at least two other eyes were looking at the Golden Medallion in Mad Devil's hand.
[Stone]
When he saw the mark on it, Han Dong let out a sigh of relief.
"My god, I haven't been so nervous in a long time … Speaking of which, who drew [Tree]?"
Just as Han Dong wanted to peek at the other teams' Golden Lots.
The corresponding pattern of each team was clearly reflected on the surface of the water below their feet.
As for the other team that drew [Tree], it happened to be the Black Goat, Miss Sally. Their gazes met.
Han Dong did not know how to respond other than smiling awkwardly.
At the same time, Han Dong also noticed a problem.
Because of the "three-man team," a Hybrid Demon with a special appearance joined Sally's team.
When he was anthropomorphized, he actually took the posture of an [Indian Monk].
He was completely different from the little monk Gu Xu that Han Dong met in [Prometheus]. Not only in appearance, but also in temperament.
He wore a shabby monk's robe and had a Middle Eastern appearance.
He had a string of huge prayer beads hanging around his neck.
He looked about seventy years old.
He was thin and tall, but he had big feet that were about sixty yards long. His whole body exuded a strange demonic aura.
"This monk is a bit strange … I have to be careful if I encounter him."
Han Dong also took the opportunity to look at the other teams to see which team had drawn the worst lot.
The other team shown as [Stone] was a team of craftsmen from the Saint Rank World. However, this team of craftsmen did not look weak at all. They were much stronger than the Tailor team that Han Dong encountered.
"Interesting. I can see how strong this Mad Devil is.
At the same time, I can also evaluate the power of the giant Hopper … This match should be very exciting. "
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