To go or not to go is not a problem for some strong or weak candidates, as they already have the answer in their hearts.
The strong attack the weak and the weak retreat. This is an unchanging truth since ancient times.
The most confused are those who are neither here nor there. They don't know whether they should go or not.
Wang Mo looked at the eight teams of elves that were ready for battle. Oh no, now they were eight teams of big elves.
Each team was a perfect configuration of one knight, two archers and three mages. There were eight teams in total, with a total of forty-eight eighth-level elves.
Adding Xiao Hei, Xiao Feng, Xiao Zhao, Xiao Ming, and the four special elves, and myself who are just hanging around, there are a total of fifty-three people.
"Let's go!"
The team had already assembled, and as Wang Mo moved his mind, everyone disappeared into the village.
Then a huge light curtain covered the entire village, and the teleportation array stopped working.
At the same time, the plateau dwarf village where Luo Yu was and Xuan Jing'er's crystal village were both covered by the light curtain.
As vassal villages of Wang Mo, they are considered as the same team according to the rules.
Wang Mo entered the Tower of Gods, and they were also protected by the rules.
After the transmission was over, Wang Mo and the elf appeared in an extremely huge space.
He saw that there were not only himself, but also countless people around him, including all kinds of strange and bizarre types of soldiers.
Each team was isolated in its own space, separated by transparent walls of light. They could see each other, but could not touch, hear each other's voices, or communicate.
"It's so lively!"
After becoming a selected candidate and arriving at the God's Hunting Ground, most of the things Wang Mo saw were monsters. It was rare to see so many people.
Xiaofeng took off at Wang Mo's signal and opened the mental connection at the same time. Wang Mo saw that people were constantly being teleported in from a distance.
It seemed endless and Wang Mo couldn't measure the size of this space.
Anyway, wherever you look, you see various types of soldiers and some selected candidates.
Not only Wang Mo was observing others curiously, others were doing the same.
But this effect is not great, as the strength of many types of troops cannot be determined just by looking at their appearance.
For example, the ogre may appear to be over five meters tall and mighty and ferocious, but it is actually just that simple.
For example, Wang Mo's elves look extremely elegant, like beautiful ladies, but only after actually fighting them can you know how powerful the elves are.
Suddenly, a giant dragon appeared in Xiaofeng's sight. The dragon was fifteen meters tall and exuded a faint golden color.
The selected candidate sat on top of the dragon's head, looking around with sharp eyes, as if he looked down on everyone.
At this time, the chat room became lively, and the live broadcast footage from the Tower of Gods appeared in the chat room.
The live broadcast screen keeps changing, showing all kinds of arms one by one.
The most eye-catching one among them is Long Fei's sacred dragon, because the sacred dragon is so huge.
In comparison, the other arms seem very small.
"Wow, this must be Long Fei's sacred dragon. It looks really majestic."
"I saw the Behemoth, and it looks no worse than the Holy Dragon!"
"And there's the Hydra, which is really big. Even when coiled up, it's no smaller than a dragon. I think it's at least dozens or even hundreds of meters long."
"Have you seen Boss Wang Mo's spirit?"
"No, did any of you see it?"
"Neither did I."
"Ditto."
Compared with those huge soldiers, Wang Mo's elves were too inconspicuous and difficult to be found among the hundreds of millions of soldiers.
The ten-minute countdown ended and the transmission stopped.
Everything that is supposed to come has come.
[Dare to break into the Tower of Gods, the first level, let's begin! ]
In an instant, all the arms in the space disappeared collectively, and the live broadcast screen was split into countless fragments, surrounding every corner of the entire chat channel like a circular screen movie.
Each fragment contains a picture of a selected candidate and his or her military branch. You can choose which one you want to see.
Wang Mo and the elves appeared on a meadow. In front of them was a formation of monsters.
There were a total of thirty-six level six werewolves, exactly the same as the werewolves he had seen in the iron mine cave.
Thirty-six werewolf monsters formed a line like an army. After Wang Mo's team appeared, the werewolves let out long howls and rushed towards Wang Mo waving sticks.
"Is this what it means to bravely enter the Tower of Gods? There's nothing new about it!"
"Elemental explosion!"
The big dew method and the small dew method are used at the same time.
At this time, both Lufa and Dalufa have become eighth-level elves, and their combat effectiveness has been greatly improved.
Two balls of fire fell to the ground like meteorites and exploded.
The explosion spread in a fan shape for a hundred meters forward, enveloping all the werewolves.
Wang Mo was too familiar with werewolves, and he killed many of them when he was cleaning the iron mine. Sixth-level werewolves, two eighth-level elf mages using elemental explosions, were enough!
The mere sixth-level werewolf was instantly killed in two elemental explosions.
Wang Mo stood in the middle of the elf team and stretched gently. He had passed the first level, which was easier than he had imagined.
The Tower of Gods is fair, just and open to all selected candidates. The monsters that each selected candidate faces on each level are exactly the same, without any difference.
A second later, the corpses on the ground disappeared and a new group of werewolves appeared.
It is still level six, but there has been some change in number, from thirty-six to forty-eight, one third more.
But this is not important to Wang Mo at all. There is no difference between one and a hundred.
This time, the elven wizard didn't wait for the werewolf to make a move, but took action first. Two more balls of fire flew out and landed on the ground.
With two loud bangs, the werewolves were killed instantly without even making a sound, even faster than the previous wave.
A second later, new werewolves appeared, this time sixty of them, a third more.
Elemental explosion!
After two loud bangs, everything was quiet.
[After passing the first floor, please choose whether to enter the second floor! ]
Only two elven wizards on the first floor took action, while the other elves just watched three firework shows from the back.
The first level is not difficult, so let's go and take a look at the second level.
Wang Mo decisively chose yes!
When Wang Mo passed the first level in seconds, the real-time ranking was displayed directly in the chat room.
[1. Wang Mo, passed the first level in 3 seconds.]
"I... go!"
"Boss Wang Mo must be using cheats to get here. 3 seconds."
"How is this possible? There are thirty-six level six monsters on the first floor. It takes me half a day to kill one, but Boss Mo can do it in just three seconds?"
"Your boss is always your boss, Mr. Mo is awesome!"
They saw that the teams of selected candidates were fighting with the monsters on the first floor. It was a very lively fight.