Chapter 1294 Seal
If it's only 10 minutes of bad luck... that's a pretty small price to pay.

So this Long Ma is still a gambler?

Since it is a failed work, there is naturally no such thing as the master's privilege.

So when Long Ma took it out, it also meant that she took the initiative to jump into the game.

To her, it was nothing but a cage.

Put the three together, not much difference.

For the people in their main god space, there is no previous strategy in this world, so everything has to be explored by themselves.

Now that you are here, follow the rules of this world first.

The most taboo thing for people who know the world of the main god is to do whatever they want in a world.

Generally, such people die very quickly and miserably.

So, at Long Ma's initiative, the two teams on the opposite side agreed.

By luck, no one can say anything.

Each of the three parties sent a representative.

There is no doubt that Mai Fan's side is Long's mother. If anyone robs her, it will be worthless.

The two teams on the opposite side must have been their leaders.

Their social structure is different from that of Jingdu and Maifan.

Their relationship is closer than that of everyone present.

The result of the lottery will come out soon.

Long Ma was very depressed, she seemed unlucky, and the lottery was hers.

According to the rules of the lottery, Mai Fan's team was selected last.

That is to say, the ones in the remaining box that cannot be selected belong to Long Ma’s group.

As for who is the luckiest?
Mai Fan was a little surprised. It stands to reason that the people in the Fengtu group are so full of energy that they are almost soaring three feet into the sky.

This kind of person's fortune should be very prosperous.

Unexpectedly, they didn't draw the pale group, but they only got a tie.

The pale group had the best luck, something no one could have imagined.

Just look at the lack of energy in this group of people... the three lights of human flames on their shoulders are about to disperse.

It should be bad luck again and again, in short, it's the kind that doesn't go well.

I really didn't expect them to come first, which made everyone present extremely curious.

"Then let it go!"

These people brought out by the master bowed their hands to the people around them, and the leader of the team still went up to select them.

Mai Fan looked at the pale team, which was not too old, and the oldest captain was no more than 35 or six years old, and understood the composition of this team.

First of all, everyone should be brothers of the same generation.

Maybe their respective masters are different, but their seniority does not matter how big or small they are.

And how do they assign the order and status of the front and back?

This is very simple, calculated according to the time of entry.

The one at the end of the line looks a little whiter than the others, very young, with a beardless face, this should be the junior.

And the previous age can be the team leader.

It may not be based on ability, but on age.

The older you are, the more knowledgeable you are.

I saw this man walking in front of the three iron cages with his hands behind his back, without doing anything else, he took out something like a snuff bottle from his arms.

It's just that there is no snuff in it, it is a kind of grease similar to a cream.

He wiped the grease under his nose, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then pointed to one of the three boxes, and said with certainty: "That's it."

When the man opened his eyes, he was even slightly excited.

Just like men meet bikini beauty, misers meet gold.

The big man standing aside waiting for him to choose didn't waste the big guy's time.

He happily accepted his choice.

"Okay! You two teams get off the high platform first."

"On this platform, apart from the team being tested and the box... I am the only one who can stand here."

"When you are under the stage, just stand and watch obediently."

"When you perform."

As for the boys he taught, they had already experienced the baptism of the General Administration.

This kind of game, they will not worry and panic.

Mai Fan and Fengtu Group are outsiders.

Of course they have no right to say no.

It's just that I don't know the difference between getting off the stage and standing on the edge of the stage to watch.

This table is at most one meter high.

Ordinary people can jump to this high platform even if they try their best.

It's not realistic to count on this as a border and protection, right?
But after the two teams withdrew, everyone understood that this General Administration was the General Administration.

Capable and wealthy, even the ability to detect outsiders is absolutely unambiguous.

As soon as the unrelated people left, the chief coach standing on the stage took out a handful of yellow talismans from his sleeve.

It can be seen that he is quite skilled in using it.

This kind of yellow talisman, which can form an invisible defensive position, is not equipped much in the local area, even the guards of government offices.

But here, he casually spilled out a handful.

All four directions of this small platform were blocked.

At this time, unless the people inside removed the barrier.

Otherwise, even if the outsiders forcefully destroy it, it will take a quarter of an hour to bombard it indiscriminately.

That's why he wasn't worried at all about the consequences that the monsters in the open field would cause to the surroundings.

The real thing is guaranteed.

After finishing all this, the coach gave the next instruction: "The box can be opened."

At this time, the two unselected boxes have already dropped to the ground of the platform with the operation of the mechanism.

Only one cage remained on the table.

After the instructor's words fell, the covering curtain outside the box was torn apart by an invisible force.

With a click, the curtain fell to the ground, as if some kind of seal had been opened.

The true face of the monster in the box was revealed in front of everyone, and its anger and roar were also revealed in front of everyone.

"Roar!" 'Clatter...'

"It's a black zombie! It's a black zombie!"

This is not a zombie that can be born from any grave in the wild.

It's not that after absorbing it for a few days, the corpse will bounce around and jump stiff when it becomes stiff.

Even the corpse mutated, breath was produced, and the joints were a little inflexible, but they were already able to move freely.

This is already the birth of a trace of strange wisdom. With the supernatural powers of zombies, it can be regarded as a registered zombie with enough destructive power, and it is black and stiff.

Even though zombies at this stage are not as famous as hairy, red, and flying zombies.

But zombies at this stage are no longer something ordinary warlocks can deal with.

Ordinary Taoist monks will suffer when they encounter black zombies.

One is because they are infinitely powerful, and the surface of the zombies is blackened as hard as steel.

Ordinary knives and guns can't hurt at all.

The second reason is that although they have developed consciousness, there is only a trace of consciousness.

The kind of monster hunters who pay special attention to mental crushing and spell killing will cause some damage to him, but the damage is not great.

Unless it is refining some amazing flame, or there is some magic method for killing gods.

Otherwise, ordinary monster hunters would have only one thought when they saw He Zhan.

(End of this chapter)

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