The second team: Britannia, King Arthur, leader of the Knights of the Round Table; the European Alliance, Odin, the God-King of Asgard; the Imperial Church, Olib, the [Knight of Death] [Cardinal] of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, codenamed [Archangel Michael]; the King of the Mechanical Civilization, Itugal, Lord of the Blue Era; the mysterious man in black robes; the black-armored lizard man breaking through the air.

The third team: the mysterious long-haired youth Chang Luan; the Pantheon of Fremons, [Goddess of Winter] Morana and [God of Thunder] Alexi Ivanov; the mysterious man wearing strange combat uniform [Priest]; the Emperor of the Kutun Empire, the leader of the Assassin sect [Saladin].

The three teams were thus determined.

Seeing the other two teams' configurations, Bai Gouzi felt a little guilty. He approached Zhang Yi and whispered, "Why do I feel like we don't have much of a chance of winning? These guys are more difficult to deal with, aren't they?"

Zhang Yi took a deep breath. "I know this without you having to tell me. But don't forget, those guys are so famous because they are all bishop-level extraordinary people who dominate the area."

He pointed down at his feet, "But here, in this world, they may not be as powerful as my companions!"

Zhang Yi looked at Yang Xinxin, Liang Yue, and Lu Keran, and said with a proud smile, "Within the realm of the same supernatural power level, my people will not lose to anyone!"

Bai Gouzi stroked his forehead with one hand and said, "Alright, alright. If a fight really breaks out, I can just block their IDs in my mind. Now that I'm on your pirate ship, I can only continue to follow you."

After the teams were assigned and the managers confirmed their decisions one last time, the transfer began.

Everyone turned into streams of light and was transported to the battlefield.

The four knights and the administrator can see everything that happens on the entire battlefield.

The Cross Knight crossed his arms, looked at Ling not far away and asked, "Sword Knight, who do you think will make it to the end among these guys?"

Ling looked at the battlefield and pointed at Zhang Yi's face without any hesitation.

The other knights all looked at Zhang Yi.

"he?"

"Are you sure?"

"He looks ordinary, nothing special about him."

"The battle process is also extremely boring. I am as cautious as a groundhog hiding underground."

A smile suddenly appeared on Ling's face.

"He's quite funny, isn't he?"

interesting?

This word left the other knights speechless, because what they needed was a strong man who could change the world.

How can an interesting person become the person they want?

"Don't judge everything by our past experiences. After all, it turns out that everything we did failed. Otherwise, we wouldn't be here today."

Ling said calmly, "This time, I want to try something different. Perhaps this is the way to break the deadlock."

"Oh I got it."

Upon hearing this, some of the other knights looked thoughtful.

However, the Crusader pointed disapprovingly at the city where Itugal and the others were.

"Wild ideas won't lead to smooth sailing. Strength is the most important factor that determines everything! So, I think they are the ones who will make it to the end."

On paper, Yitugal's team is indeed the strongest among the three teams.

The reason is simple. It goes without saying that their individual strength is strong, not to mention they have a sixth man!

When the strength of all members is brought to the same level, having one more person means a huge advantage!

Ling didn't say anything else, but watched carefully what was happening on the battlefield.

……

After a gust of sandstorm, Zhang Yi, four others and a dog appeared in a city.

They had previously gained a general understanding of the world through three-dimensional projection.

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