Everyone chooses the god of war, only I wake up the wine sword fairy

No one can resist the temptation to become a god.

When Leng Haoran founded the Magic Blood Research Institute, his original intention was to mass-produce this kind of potion similar to the gods, which could break the upper limit of the level.

Emperor Qing chuckled, and replied: "The old man has already handed over all the potions of the gods to Michael."

"As for the quantity, fulfilling the mission, we also refined ten pieces!"

Ten god potions!

Ten artifacts! !

All the arrogances of various races glanced at each other, and fierce sparks were about to burst out from their eyes.

That is a bold fighting spirit and hostility!

no doubt.

They are competing for ten spots in the Angel Program.

Only by ranking in the top ten can you enjoy the real benefits of the Angel Program:

Become a god, and possess an artifact!

The others only participated in the Angel Project in name, and became defeated dogs.

"That is to say, we will decide the ten most powerful people."

"The rest are just making up for participating in the Angel Project?"

A light and arrogant voice sounded.

Ye Chonglou and others followed the prestige and saw a group of handsome men and women approaching.

They are dressed in fresh and natural clothes, with pointed ears, dark green or golden hair, and slender and tall bodies.

Elves!

Michael said: "The elves, humans, dwarves, and mermaids are all here. Let's get straight to the point and choose the ten most important people!"

The Emperor of the Sea asked: "The five major clans? Where's the beast clan!"

Michael replied: "The Orcs voluntarily withdrew from the Angel Project."

"In fact, the Orcs didn't contribute anything critical to the Angel Project, and it was their wise choice to quit."

The others were a little surprised when they got the news that the orcs had withdrawn.

But there are few fearsome competitors, and the Tianjiao who participated in the Angel Project are still very happy to see this situation.

"Then let's get started!"

"We have no problem either!"

"Hehe, if the top ten of all races in the world are really selected, I am afraid that they will not be far from being invincible."

"What are you thinking, we haven't become gods yet, there are those old guys who have become gods on our heads."

Talents of all races who are preparing to participate in the Angel Project are gearing up one by one.

Someone is full of confidence.

Someone is cautious.

"Who dares to claim invincibility, who dares to say invincible? You haven't even become a god, and you dare to speak nonsense?"

"Hehe, let those who become gods fight against my master at the same level, they may not be my opponents!"

"Pull it down, stop bragging."

"Win the game first, let's talk about becoming a god!"

There are 20 angels, 15 elves, ten humans, five dwarves, and two mermaids.

A total of 52 people were discussing and fighting.

When the eyes meet, sparks can even burst out.

Michael said: "Since everyone has no problems, let's start."

"We're not going to draw lots in groups of two."

"In order to save time, choose the method of defending the ring directly. Whoever stands at the end will be the king!"

Angel's plan, the one left is king! !

With the voice falling.

The peaceful town is rumbling and trembling.

Those seemingly friendly and ordinary angel residents spread their wings and flew into the sky.

"Ugh..."

The desolate and ancient horn is sounded.

The angel residents raised their arms, and beams of shining light fell from the sky and landed on them, turning into radiant gold armor and silver clothes.

In the blink of an eye.

These harmless angels have all turned into brave and skilled angel warriors!

"That's epic-quality equipment—the war horn."

"The Pope of Ancient Rome once borrowed it from the Angel Race and used it for the Crusades."

Andre and Regius, the two strong men of the Holy See, had a look of surprise in their eyes.

Before everyone could react, the ground paved with bluestone slate bricks swelled up unnaturally.

The houses in the small town are tall and short, crumbling here and there.

next moment.

The small town collapsed, and rock rings burst out of the ground, rising high into the air, and the soil "sand" was scattered.

Michael followed and flew into the sky, opened his arms, and shouted: "Come on! Let's start the final selection of the Angel Project!!"

Ye Chonglou looked at the radiant Michael in the sky, and sent a voice transmission to Emperor Qing.

"I always feel that the angel clan is unreliable. Why don't we kill them and monopolize the potion of the gods?"

The gray-robed Qing Emperor was startled, and quickly sent a voice transmission: "It is absolutely impossible."

He didn't expect Ye Chonglou's thoughts to be so bold and wild, so he quickly explained.

"The old man also suspects that the angel clan is unreliable, but the devil world is coming soon, we must not have civil strife."

"At that time, before the demons come to fight, we will be in a ball."

"Besides, the angel clan has their own little calculations, but they are also within the rules of the game. We cannot break the rules of the game."

"Otherwise, other big clans will follow suit."

Qingdi's voice changed.

"I know what you are worried about. I am afraid that human beings will not get any benefits in the angel plan, and the bamboo basket will be empty in the end."

"Don't worry, the old man has successfully refined thirteen potions of the gods, and has already reserved three for the human race!!".

Chapter 459 So angry that the real eyes of the evil king can't hold back

Three god potions.

It means that human beings must obtain three places in the top ten in the final selection of the angel plan.

Qingdi is indeed an old fox who has lived for nearly 800 years, and his eyelashes are all empty.

How could it be possible not to use some tricks to leave a little retreat for human beings~.

Therefore, it doesn't matter whether the Angel Project wins or loses.

Human beings who participate in the Angel Project must obtain three gods-potions.

If Ye Chonglou can occupy a place in the angel plan.

It means that human beings can obtain one more potion of the gods, or even an artifact.

This is Qingdi's plan.

Steady profit without loss, without any risk.

But Ye Chonglou's thoughts were more domineering and confident.

After entering the Leviathan Paradise, defeat Michael directly to get all the potions of the gods.

But in this way, it is indeed tantamount to piercing the sky and turning the tables with other big clans.

In the end, it led to an unmanageable situation.

"Although I have been promoted to the second heaven position, the angel race may not have a terrible background."

Ye Chonglou pondered for a moment, and agreed to Qingdi's most secure plan.

It is estimated that except for the treacherous and cunning Qing Emperor, even the honest dwarves will steal and play tricks.

He kept saying that forging ten artifacts was already the limit.

Who knows if they will use such abundant resources and manpower to forge one or two more artifacts and hide them privately.

"brush"

Ten sacred golden lights descended on the ring.

When the golden light dissipated, one could see the heroic and tall figures of ten eight-winged archangels.

They were all dressed in gold armor and silver clothes, and held broad swords.

The whole body, including hair, equipment, and even every feather, is outlined with golden light, sacred and powerful.

Michael said with a blank face: "Let's start with the Angel Race!"

There are a total of [-] places for the Angel Race.

Ten archangels stand up casually, and they occupy all ten rings.

The people who were gearing up before were poured a basin of cold water in an instant.

No one dares to go up!

Angel race, the race with the strongest basic attributes and the highest level cap.

No one can fight at the same level.

There used to be such a saying among the various clans.

The opponent of the angel family can only be another angel family.

It can also be seen from this that the angel race has a racial advantage.

"We humans have legendary careers, so we may not lose!"

Zhang Shaoyang is going to fight and challenge one of the rings.

Ye Chonglou stopped her and said flatly, "Have you forgotten what I said at the beginning?"

"Your Majesty the Emperor!"

Zhang Shaoyang said unwillingly.

"Don't be impatient."

Ye Chonglou remained calm.

He didn't believe that the other clans could hold their breath.

Especially the elves!

In terms of basic attributes, the elves are not much lower than the angels.

The only difference is that the upper limit of the level of the elves is lower than that of the angels, and even a few levels lower than that of the humans.

Humans are the only ones who can compete with the Angels in level upper limit!

Michael didn't seem to be surprised by the scene in front of him. His mouth under the golden mask opened again: "If no one challenges, it will be assumed that our angel family has won the top ten places in the angel plan."

"Wait a minute, I'm picking my opponent!"