But it can roughly determine the strength level of the gods players.

From this point of view, the Netherworld clan's weird power value should be between 7,000 and 12,000.

"Haha, the human race is really the bottom of the four major camps." Li Ran sneered in his heart.

"The daily life and death of the arena is definitely not good for humans."

Facing the hostile gaze of the players of the gods, Li Ran ignored it.

I just like their unhappy appearance and can't fuck him.

The players in the stands do not represent all the players in the camp's strength, and there may also be extremely outstanding in various strange power values.

But as long as players are not fools, they should know that slaughtering players in other camps is to weaken the power of persistence in disguise.

At least no one dared to kill someone in full view of everyone.

But if it is different in the wild, it is very likely that there will be a big killing due to conflicts in tasks.

There are even some players who do not do tasks and only kill and rob.

Li Ran turned to look outside the arena, held his chin and concentrated, and thought to himself: "If the human race does not want to be at the bottom, it must seize the town as soon as possible, and all the indigenous people in the wild to improve their overall strength as soon as possible, so that they will not be eliminated in the end of survival."

"The corresponding wild resources of each camp should be balanced. If you want to get more improvements, you have to cross the boundary to seize the wild mission resources of other camps."

"In this way, the contradictions will intensify and test the unity of the camp."

"Once the camp is loose, let alone seize mission resources, you may not even be able to contain your own resources."

"According to the previous setting that monsters were stronger than players at the beginning of the dungeon, the demon's strength may also be stronger than the players, which requires the faction players to be smart or strategy to win."

"At the beginning of the dungeon, players are each led by themselves. In a state of loose sand, at least one person with admirable ability, wisdom, and strength can lead all players."

"As long as players can join forces, even the weak side can play the momentum of the strong side."

Thinking of this, Li Ran felt it was too difficult to command a thousand players.

First of all, the daily player's life and death decision is an unstable factor.

If someone who can call on all players will be elected and suddenly teleported to the ring to determine life and death, it will be useless.

This will make it easier for the weaker camp to condense, and the stronger camp to condense.

As long as it is condensed, it can form expansion. Although it will not form a massacre situation, expansion is to weaken the growth of one camp in disguise and lose the resources for growth. How can we resist the attacks of demons?

As for Li Ran, he had no interest in the position of commander of the camp.

It’s so troublesome, but it’s okay if you do it well, but if you don’t do it well, you’ll take the blame.

It’s better to be a lone wolf, a shit-stick, and then to surprise everyone.

With his strength, he is still a middle-class person even in the Gods camp, and he has many trump cards and life-saving skills.

Summoning a Demon Mother is enough for players in the Gods camp to have a headache.

In terms of the strongest presence, the Demon Mother with 20,000 magic power is the strongest.

Of course, some powerful players will also have trump cards, contract beasts, and even some unique skills.

Li Ran believes that no enemy should be underestimated when facing it.

"What are you doing?" Su Bingyao asked in confusion.

"Explore the information." Li Ran said.

"Has something been poked out?"

"No."

Su Bingyao rolled her eyes to Li Ran, then she got up and jumped high onto the rock wall above the arena, and said expressionlessly: "I'm going to do the task."

"Don't you look at my ring?"

"If you don't look, you will come and find me if you win."

"I'm so confident in me?"

Su Bingyao did not respond and flew out of the arena. As he jumped a few times, his figure disappeared into the woods.

"Great God, sister-in-law is really relieved to you." Shi Long came over and smiled shamelessly.

"Wow!!!"

At this moment, an uproar came from the stands of the gods in the west.

At this moment, the eyes of the four camps on the stands were all staring at the stands of the gods.

Everyone was curious about what could make the players of the Zhuang, Son and Mu, silently speaking, in an uproar.

I saw a golden beam of light in the sky falling on the stands of the gods.

A seven-foot-tall fair-skinned player with purple eyes and purple eyes with golden marks on his chest and arms was shrouded in the beam of light, and he sat in the stands with a solemn expression.

His purple divine eyes contained unparalleled arrogance, as if nothing in this world could catch his eyes.

As the beam of light gathered, he disappeared from the stands while holding his hands in his chest.

His disappearance was accompanied by an uproar in the gods' camp, and it seemed that some players knew that guy.

"Kasal, who has the blood of the God of War Ares, is also in the place of demon gathering, my God."

In the originally solemn camp of the gods, a gods player screamed excitedly.

"Is it Kasal of the God of War?"

"Five dungeon experiences, three ordinary times, two dangerous dungeons, and one S-level achievement in dangerous dungeons." A player said excitedly.

"Dangerous difficulty dungeon, S-level achievement?"

There were subtle sounds of a cold breath in the stands around.

This alone surprised countless people.

Li Ran asked in confusion: "Is the S-level achievement of a dangerous dungeon very impressive?"

The two copies he experienced were hell-level and both reached SSS-level.

The dangerous S-level is nothing in front of him, and he doesn't know what these players are marveling.

"Then you definitely can't compare with the great god." Shi Long first flattered, and then whispered: "The person who can live from the dangerous dungeon is the best among players. If you can get the dangerous S-level, you are the top players. As for the great god, you may not have one for a hundred years. You are legendary."

Li Ran nodded slightly and suddenly realized that it was a shame that those who could pass the dangerous S-level.

"I have asked before this. Most players have experienced more than five dungeons. After five dungeons like you, the master, the magic power is worth at least 20,000." Shi Long asked in a low voice.

"I have only experienced copy twice, this is my third time," Li Ran said.

Sron's chin hit the floor with a "clang".

"This...this isn't this unfair to you, the great god?" Slong said in surprise and horror.

This means that his great god has no advantage in the magic power value here, and may even have a lower magic power value than most people.

It is difficult for those who have experienced two dungeons to complete the task perfectly compared to those who have experienced five or six or even seven or eight times. Although those players are not as amazing as each dungeon and not as high as the completion, they can win by quantity. After superimposing the magic power value, they can also surpass Li Ran.

This was something Shi Long didn't expect. In this way, his intention to elect Li Ran as the commander of the human camp would be instantly killed.

Li Ran, who has experienced two dungeons, is not strong enough to lead a thousand human players. As far as he knows, there are more than 10,000 per miracle power in the human camp. Although such a person is not as top in the gods, he is definitely top in the human camp and has more prestige than Li Ran.

Li Ran smiled and said nothing.

Unfair?

He has never been fair since he entered the dungeon.

Get used to it.

"Hahaha, I'm very curious, who will be the opponent of the War God Clan Kasal." A player in the stands of the God Clan laughed.

On a ring in the center of the arena, a golden beam appeared, and the tall figure of Kasal of the War God clan appeared on the ring. He still held his hands in his chest and stood arrogantly on the ring.

At this moment, players from the four camps in the arena stands were praying silently in their hearts.

Never choose them to be Casar’s opponent!

"I don't know which unlucky guy is going to become his opponent." Sron had a hint of fear in his expression. He closed his eyes tightly and prayed in his heart that he would not become Casar's opponent.

At this moment, a golden light fell beside him.

The players in the human stands were all shocked.

My heart says, which god is this?

"Is it me that you said that the unlucky guy?"

A faint voice came to Sron's ears.

He opened his eyes suddenly and was stunned.
Chapter completed!