Each elf had a bowl, and Wang Mo did not show favoritism, so even the big elves had a share.
We are all the closest friends, so we should treat each other equally.
Suddenly the water of life was running out. After the elves drank it, only 3,000 drops were left.
But it's enough for now.
Wang Mo did not forget Xuan Jing'er, the poor child, and left a small bowl for her.
After the little guy drank the water of life, his eyes narrowed into slits and he kept saying it was delicious.
The chat channel is very lively.
There are currently discussions going on around two topics.
One was about Wang Mo. Too many people had sent friend requests to Wang Mo, but none of them were accepted. It was like a stone sinking into the sea without any news.
"Is Boss Wang Mo trying to trick us?"
"I don't think he would do such a boring thing."
"It's hard to say. Maybe the boss is tired of leveling up and is playing a joke on us."
"Maybe the boss just wants to collect some information, but he just changed the method to let us deliver it to him."
"You think too much. What qualifications do you have to make the big boss care about you? Don't you have any idea of your own weight?"
After a few words, the group started arguing again.
In fact, many smart people know that even if Wang Mo chooses someone to be his vassal, he will not say it out loud.
Another topic was equally lively, as they discussed an upcoming event.
Bravely enter the Tower of Gods.
Judging from the name, it should be an activity similar to level-breaking.
It was the activity of the gods who brought them here.
But this is not a game. If you fail to pass a level, it will not be as simple as falling into a mud puddle. You will really die.
The warning in the announcement that "there are risks in entering the tower, please be cautious" is no joke.
"Do you think the level-breaking activity will be dangerous?"
"There are certainly dangers, but they are not that dangerous. However, dangers often come with rewards, and I believe the rewards will be very rich."
"That's right. After all, this is an event organized by the gods. It would be embarrassing for the gods if the rewards were too bad."
"If you're scared, you don't have to go. No one's forcing you!"
"How can I not go? If I don't go, I will definitely fall behind others by five steps. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, falling behind means more than just getting beaten. Falling behind means waiting to die."
"You are really joking. Do you think you can change your fate by going there? It doesn't matter whether you go or not. Just lie down quietly!"
Everyone was talking one after another. Everyone had different personalities and opinions, but they were all in harmony and didn't end up arguing.
But later, no one knew who started it, and the focus of the discussion shifted to Wang Mo.
"Boss Mo will probably go there this time, too."
"Needless to say, what kind of person is Boss Mo? He is a house-destroying maniac. He is of high rank and strong. How could he not go?"
"I will definitely go, but I don't know if Boss Mo can still take first place this time."
"That's hard to say. As far as I know, there are many big guys who have developed the most, and each of their arms is stronger than the other. For example, Long Fei's sacred dragon and Feng Wu's immortal phoenix, they are all very powerful."
"There is also Zhoutian's Thunder God Corps. From this point of view, Boss Mo's elves seem to be very weak and not at all advantageous."
"After all, it's just an elf, with limited potential. After suppressing others for so many days, it's already amazing that it can achieve this step."
Wang Mo knew nothing about what was happening in the chat room as he was taking a rest at the time.
He didn't let the elves go out to kill monsters today.
The elves drank enough water of life and are in the process of advancing.
If the breath of the Tree of Life is present during the promotion process, the effect of the Water of Life will be maximized and the promotion will be smoother.
According to the usual practice of the God's Hunting Ground, this challenge activity must have started at midnight.
So rest well during the day, and night is the time to really take action.
As night fell, everyone began to prepare, and each of the selected candidates was full of confidence in themselves.
Invite the troops!
Zhou Tian stood on the high platform in the center of Thunder God Village, looking at the Thunder God Army formation below with an extremely confident smile.
Every Thor warrior has the bloodline of Thor and can manipulate lightning, reaching the ultimate level of demigod, making them a very powerful type of soldier.
The Thor warrior is over three meters tall, with a sturdy build, wearing heavy metal armor, and holding a lightning hammer that is more than half a person's height in his hand.
From time to time, blue lightning flickered on their armor, making crackling sounds that made people's scalps tingle.
The leading Thundergod warrior had already reached the seventh level and was very powerful. Behind him were thirty-six Thundergod warriors who had reached the sixth level.
With such a team, Zhou Tian felt that he was invincible among the countless candidates.
Whether it be the sacred dragon, the immortal phoenix, or other messy types of troops, they must kneel before his Thunder God Army.
As for Wang Mo's elves, they were just some weak trash.
He had accidentally been one step ahead before, but now he was nothing.
Long Fei in the distance suddenly sneezed and muttered, "Which bastard is cursing me behind my back!"
He sat on the back of the sacred dragon, looking down at his dragon army, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
His goal is to be the first in the event, and anyone who dares to stand in his way will die.
"My sacred dragon will destroy any enemy that dares to stand in my way."
While others were getting ready, Wang Mo had already fallen into a deep sleep.
Under the moonlight, the Tree of Life swayed gently.
On both sides of him, two beautiful and elegant elves were gently shaking the leaves of the tree of life in their hands, bringing coolness to Wang Mo.
There was also a glass of juice on the side, with ice cubes underneath. These were condensed by the elf wizard using magic and would not melt for a long time. Wang Mo could enjoy the delicious iced juice at any time.
Wang Mo's style is simply synonymous with comfort.
Not only him, the elves were also resting and absorbing the energy from the water of life. Each elf was rapidly improving himself.
Gradually, a faint light rose from the elves, which was the light of upgrading.