After all the preparations were arranged, Anzi came to mesate and asked her, who had dispatched the netherworld dragon cavalry team to steal her mind, to flash a green light of "forced not to panic" and stand up straight.


    "Don''t be nervous, messite." ANZ patted messite''s hard back and said, "ANZ ur Gong has no defeat. Since I, ANZ ur Gong, have made a declaration of battle, no matter what opponent, should surrender at my feet."


    This made messite feel useless: "well, what''s my job for..."


    "No, your work is very important. Although victory is very important, it is more difficult to keep everyone alive, and I gave you part of it."


    "Because of the power you gave me?"


    "Yes, but I just use the skills of creating and strengthening the undead to cooperate with you according to your original cultivation and evolution direction. Maybe it''s a little late now. What''s the reason why you chose the cultivation commander to be the undead? Most of the undead magicians I met during my trip to the mainland don''t choose this promotion route that will strengthen their subordinates, but mostly strengthen their magic The attack magic of the Department, after all, does not vary in the minds of the dead, and few can be trusted. Moreover, some also have their own techniques that do not rely on skills to subdue their subordinates - well, yes, similar to those dominated by physics. "


    "My reason... No, it''s nothing special," replied messite after thinking about it. Her undead career seems to exceed life. As a human desire has basically disappeared, but there has always been a voice in her heart - you can''t turn your brother over, you can''t do that, absolutely not.


    It is precisely because it is to strengthen the professional line of his subordinates that the evolutionary line of the undead''s subordinates can also be selected, and messite deliberately chose the evolutionary line of absolutely erasing all rationality and turning it into a doll. Pure Aboriginal undead can''t do it. After all, they can''t get the player''s ancestral set to view the evolutionary tree.


    "Really," ANZ answered casually. His justice value was low, and he occasionally did similar things after trying to occupy the legal principle.


    Taking care of messite not only doesn''t want to be completely hostile to the Dragon King who guards the world and his affiliated forces, but also intends to try to win over division. In addition, he has been a player for so long. Seeing the future generations of players, he can''t help but have feelings to take care of the lovely pets left after the disappearance of his neighbors.


    It''s not appropriate to blame the disciples who follow the obsession here.


    "Well, I''ll start first. You follow the instructions in the order you arranged before."


    "I see. May I ask why master ANZ chose to arrange the team like this? I mean reasons other than professional matching." mesatte looked up and asked.


    Master Anzi chose teammates, in addition to brother Mordred and brother andister, as well as the most mysterious three loris. Mordred has followed ANZ for many years, and ANZ also provides magic. Brother andister was personally strengthened by master ANZ, and she must know very well. She also subconsciously felt that her brother following master would be safer, which was expected from the tactics and emotions.


    The problem is those Lauries. Indeed, the team still lacks a 100% tank that can resist the line all day (Mordred''s broken state is more suitable for DPS), assassin and mage with recovery ability. The three Lauries are just filled. But isn''t that strange?


    Incidentally, the other two groups are——


    The "three Dragon Kings" are chaindulux bethion, sveria malonshiluk, drodilon Aurelius, irut earth and "die hard" and the blonde youth.


    Alice yero, sonny milk, Lanlan Xizi anrulu Lin, Gino faslis imberen, fairy queen katleia and the green devil from the mysterious camp.


    They are all teams preliminarily arranged by ANZ and coordinated and agreed by all parties.


    ANZ explained that this is the team composition with the lowest probability of stabbing in the back according to their interpersonal arrangement in addition to considering career matching. Although facing a common futuristic crisis, it is futuristic after all. Maybe who pays more attention to the current interests?


    Moreover, in this world, the reliability of communication magic is indeed poor. Although all players with blood can operate skillfully, it can be guaranteed that in case, there may be some linkage mechanism in different mazes of the same copy, but the contact between teams is blocked. The white haired assassin Lori, the blonde youth and the green devil have more reliable internal communication means, This is a precautionary arrangement for continued cooperation after the team is separated.


    However, what made mesette a little uneasy was that there was something wrong in the eyes of Mordred and Meiyou looking at each other. When asked, it seemed that she had seen and never seen it. Maybe she just passed by when. But for this matter, it seemed that it was the smile of the assassin''s white haired Lori named Jack, which reminded Mercedes of the excitement of the aristocracy when she saw the slaves being forced to fight in the arena.


    Sure enough, there should be something to fight for the festival, right?


    But there are a lot of such festivals in the team gathered this time. In addition, the parties really don''t seem to remember, so they really can''t be used as a reason to make a forced speech.


    Then the March began.


    Messite took a dark dragon riding team of the underworld and met with other companions of "ANZ ur Gong" on the way forward.


    The ROPA mutant twisted roller and feather insect Renhua crystal, who have strength in this world and are no worse than the "Thirteen heroes" of that year, prantona and muchI, who are responsible for intelligence collection, xiuslos and youguze, who have no long-range attack ability, did not participate in the war.


    "Ha ha! I thought I was a great power besides Anzi, Mordred and the Dragon King, but I always feel like a miscellaneous soldier here."


    "After all, there is the same existence as the legendary king of eight desires. Have you seen their soldiers? I''m really a miscellaneous soldier compared with that one!"


    "What happened 300 years ago?"


    "In fact, you can still see it in the ruins left by the king of eight desires."


    "I''ve really been to many places over the years. Don''t you go there to have a look?"


    "Don''t go on! According to master ANZ, the flag is going to die!"


    "Well, it''s up to little messite to protect this time."


    "That''s right."


    "Don''t say that. I''m under a lot of pressure."


    According to the way arranged in advance by the real dragon king, teams of various groups and races enter in turn. Finally, after the Dragon Kings finish, the entrance will automatically close. According to the setting, it will not open until the eighteen main forces are sent to the tree crown maze.


    At this time, the number of people accommodated here has exceeded 2000!


    Everyone rubbed their steps carefully, without any creature whose feet were off the ground at the same time, so as to prevent being judged to take off and sprint from being attacked by monsters.


    (to be continued)