The human race has huge advantages.

Compared with elves and centaurs who have a fixed level of 1, the human race has 1, 2, 4, 5, and 6 levels of troops at the same time.

In this way, without considering the strength of the heroes, Elena and Smit turned out to be the best choices.

The Silver Elf is a fixed level 4 soldier, a natural hidden unit. Silver Elf at level 4 and 1 are not weak in strength.

Humans can win the upper limit. If there are 100 level 6 cavalry units at the beginning, they can start in seconds.

Just...real death...

If the Seven Pigeons strategy fails, the pain of death will truly come to the selected deputy hero.

Although you can be resurrected, the feeling of death must be uncomfortable.

"Elena, Smit, the palms and backs of your hands are full of flesh..."

Qi Ge hesitated for a moment and thought in his mind:

"Why don't you take Kacha and Katun as a knife first?

What if it succeeds?

Even if they fail, by gathering intelligence, they can have a higher success rate in attacking the Chaos Treasure House."

This very emotional idea was quickly forgotten by Qi Ge.

"From a rational perspective, the [Ghost Transformation Land] Treasure House has been parasitic in the Quicksand Sea for more than two years, and there is a possibility of evolving into a Chaos Node at any time.

Every time the strategy fails, the evolution progress of [Ghosted Land] will increase.

I don't have many times to fail. In the worst case, even if it fails for the first time, the Chaos Treasure House will evolve.

There was obviously a better choice, but they gave up because they didn’t want Elena and Smit to suffer...

This is not what a qualified leader should think.

I can have an affair, but I cannot have an affair."

Qi Ge slapped herself hard and closed her eyes.

"Smit, a level 5 treasure maker, is a human race and has a higher upper limit than Elena, but the lower limit is also lower.

The combat effectiveness of Elena's Silver Elf race is predictable and relatively stable.

In the case of insufficient information, if you want to succeed in one go, you must reach the upper limit!

Smit, let us fight side by side."

Qi Ge opened his eyes and resolutely chose Smit, his favorite!

[System prompt: Are you sure to select [Smit Ross Mrak]? After entering the ghostly land, you will initially have the hero [Smit Ross Mrak] and 100 human soldiers with random strength.

.]

"confirm!"

At the moment when Qi Ge's choice was confirmed, his mind seemed to have traveled through the endless void and saw the kingdom of God suspended above Erathia.

…

…

Erathia, inside Cloud City.

Although Smit was still in Yunzhong City at this time, he had changed out of the saint's clothes and put on the simple clothes she usually wore.

Qi Ge and she both knew that before the heat of the dynasty weapons completely passed, there must be countless eyes searching for her.

Currently, there is no safer place than Cloud City.

Therefore, Qi Ge did not come to pick her up, and she did not make any noise to leave Yunzhong City.

Although after Qi Ge returned to the world of Yasha, Smit could communicate with Qi Ge using the heart-connecting conch to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

But not being able to meet each other still makes Smit a little sad.

In order to relieve his sorrow, Smit, who looks cute and is protected by Michael, naturally started to make friends with the angels.

"Uncle Gabriel, give me one. Just give me another."

"Negative! Sixteen feathers have been plucked this week, and the upper limit is about to be reached.

Please look for other angels."

Gabriel's face was expressionless, but his rapid retreat revealed the panic in his heart.

"Oh, the other angels ran away when they saw me and couldn't catch up with me. I'm really not a good friend."

Smit chased Gabriel mercilessly and vowed:

"I promise, this is the last one this week."

"Negative, Gabriel refuses to deceive."

…

…

After a chase, Smit angrily watched Gabriel flying into the sky.

Since her twentieth attempt to imitate [Blazing Wings], only Gabriel, who was responsible for protecting her, was willing to stay by her side.

[Wings of Blazing Sky] is a level 6 true treasure, and it requires a full 100 miracle-quality angel feathers to be made once.

Angels look like they have a lot of feathers, but in fact each feather is a manifestation of the power of faith. Plucking it out will put the angel into a weak state, and it will take a long time to recover.

During this time, the angels' impression of Smit has changed from [cute human cub] to [greed incarnate], [feather depriver], [daughter of lies]...

To put it bluntly, Smith single-handedly refreshed angels’ impression of humans.

"Obviously if I try it again I will definitely succeed.

Humph, you don’t even believe me, it’s really abominable.”

Smit angrily returned to Michael to prepare a treasure-making room for himself, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to use the remaining 54 feathers to try to make a low-end version of [Blazing Feather].

At this moment, Smit suddenly froze on the spot.

Her eyes blurred, and her consciousness seemed to have left her body.

Whoosh!!

A ray of light suddenly appeared next to Smit, and Michael (the logical body) instantly appeared next to Smit.

The light in her eyes flashed rapidly, and she kept saying to herself:

"Warning! Anomaly found!!

[Protection Target No. 1] The soul is leaving.

Analyze the reasons...

Involving the mother goddess Yasha, the analysis failed...

Analyze blocking methods…

Can't stop it...

Processing preparation.

Start processing and notify the emotional body."

…

…

"Where is this place? Why is it so dark? How did I get here?"

Smit stood alone in a completely dark environment. She felt so scared that her heart was beating as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

She tried to clench her fists and cheer herself up, but her hands were wet and covered in sweat, as if they had just been washed.

This sticky feeling made Smit even more panicked.

She tried to take out the torch that Qige had asked her to carry from her space backpack, but the space backpack seemed to be malfunctioning and there was no response, which made Smit even more frightened.

Gradually, Smit's eyes began to adapt to the darkness.

Although she still couldn't see anything, she finally regained some sense.

"Shasha...ouch..."

Suddenly, Smit heard some strange sounds, like howling wolves in the distant mountains or moaning from hell.

Smit became even more frightened. She wanted to cry, but she covered her mouth hard to prevent herself from making any sound.

She didn't know what was going on, but she could vaguely feel that speaking out in this weird and quiet darkness would bring danger to herself.

Smit began to feel desperate. She wanted to escape from this place, but she didn't know where to go.

The scary stories she had heard as a child began to echo in her mind.

In the boundless darkness, she did not dare to take a step, lest she take one step forward
To be continued...