Game of Gods and Demons: The Mage is the eternal truth!

Chapter 446

When Wang Ge and Xu Shu's teams had officially entered the preparation game, the other three teams were still arguing, but each team was using its own method.

As for the 19 teams from other countries, they all knew their goals.

Of course, a few teams from the fourth world were excluded.

For them, the goal was to kill the important target - Wang Ge!

Therefore, it didn't matter how many people died, as long as they could complete the main task, that is, the battle royale after entering the fourth level!

There were even many people who were planned by the Free Alliance and the New World Alliance to stay in this abyss forever. For them, whether they could leave alive was no longer important.

He Lingyue looked at the three teammates she had just met this morning and said coldly: "Do you know what you are here for?"

"Hunting the Chinese player Wang Ge."

He Lingyue smiled contemptuously and helplessly. At this moment, she inherited the power of the Moon Goddess and officially got the position of the Saint. Her face had changed dramatically, and even her mental power was very different from before.

If they meet again, He Lingyue is sure that no one will recognize her.

As for their 2,000 clansmen, He Lingyue adopted the same method as Bai Rou, and made the 2,000 people quiet down instantly.

However, the shock level brought by the dagger and the gunshot is different, and the effect is naturally different.

On Wang Ge's side, the turmoil of the blood clan finally ended, and some people were separated.

At a glance, it can be seen that the weakest blood clans and the blood clans who once oppressed the middle class were divided into the expendable side.

Wang Ge smiled faintly, as expected.

However, this also greatly reduced Wang Ge's impression of the blood clan. Although how a race is has nothing to do with Wang Ge, a small part of the selfishness is like a mouse next to a pot of porridge. If there is a little bit of mouse shit left, the whole pot of porridge will be spoiled.

"We have already divided it."

Wang Ge nodded slightly and said calmly: "Then wait..."

Xu Moran looked at Wang Ge: "Brother, what does this mean?"

Pei Youyao curled his lips and whispered: "Stupid, does Wang Ge need you to ask for help?"

Qiu Anran showed his little tiger teeth, as if he had thought of something.

"So, you decided to pass the level normally, not to kill half of the people, right?"

Wang Ge nodded slightly: "Well, if you are lucky, you can pass it in one go. The average probability should be about one-third. As long as your luck is not too bad, you can always succeed once in three times. It depends on whether the randomness is really random."

Qiu Anran: "You want us to discuss it and then tell the blood clan that as long as they send out 250 people, that is, they can still survive 50, and then send the remaining 250 in? Maybe they will be grateful to you."

"You make me sound like a big villain."

Wang Ge continued in the mental connection: "If calculated according to the score, the more races that survive, the greater the probability is a plus point, so the blood clan people cannot all be dragged to die."

"As for the Tiangong clan, they must survive."

Pei Youyao and Qiu Anran raised their eyebrows. What does this mean?

Wang Ge did not hide it from the three people, because there was no need, and organized his words and said: "If the Tiangong tribe survives, the Death Tower will reward 20 points."

"Youyao, do you know how difficult it is to get 20 points in the World Competition Game?"

Pei Youyao nodded slightly, thinking back to the last time, the players who played three games only got 10 points for killing a transformer who was just over the second level.

They pretended to discuss for a while.

Wang Ge looked at the leader of the blood clan at the moment, and said with the meaning of the working class defeating the nobles: "It seems a bit unfair to ask you to send 300 people, so let's do one-fourth and send 250 people."

The dead eyes of the three hundred blood clan members who were assigned to the first batch of death suddenly glowed with life!

There are still fifty places to survive!

These fifty places must be fought for!

So, disputes and unrest began again among the blood clan.

And this time, the fifty people selected were all children and women, similar to the initial choice of the Tiangong clan.

Qiu Anran whispered: "Although you are slightly worse than the devil, you are not a good person either."

Xiao Xu retorted: "Nonsense, I let them live 50 more, how can I not be a good person?"

Qiu Anran's cheek twitched, what a silly girl.

But if you really say that...

The blood race is so miserable mainly because she can't suppress it, which can be regarded as a bit of a drag.

The blood race has 50 fewer people, which means that the other three races will have 50 more people.

But all three racesWithout saying a word, the elves unconditionally obeyed Xiao Xu, the descendant of the elf king, and the Tiangong tribe naturally did not dare to point fingers at Wang Ge's decision, because they were Wang Ge's direct lineage and would never rush to the front.

What made Wang Ge a little curious was what method Pei Youyao used to convince the crowd.

Pei Youyao: "They have a good relationship with the dwarves and think that I am sent by the dwarf king to save them."

Wang Ge shrugged his shoulders. Sure enough, the bloodline came to help again.

Then, looking at the 250 people of the blood clan: "So, you first select 100 people to go out and open 50 of the 100 boxes according to the method I said."