However, on the issue of establishing a teleportation array, players have had differences...

"What? Miss Alice can only make a piece of material to place the teleportation array?"

"It is said that the magical raw materials are not enough..."

"In other words... there can only be one team to complete mission goal 1?"

"How come... this reward cannot be divided!"

"How to decide? Or... draw lots?"

"It's not good to draw lots. There is only one material for teleporting the magic array, and there is only one chance to complete the task. Moreover, after building the magic array, you have to ensure stable operation. After all, the enemy will definitely destroy it, and players will definitely need protection in the future..."

"I think it's better to speak based on my strength, and the teams will compete."

"How to compete? Do you have to fight another game?"

"How to divide the rewards? Is it OK to be fair?"

For a moment, the players started arguing.

Looking at the noisy chosen people, Barsaka, who had been waiting for a long time, frowned.

When did the elves become so unorganized and undisciplined? Before the mission began, they actually got into trouble for a magic circle?

Do they have no sense of elves unity and modesty?

Can these undisciplined guys really complete the tasks of the Mother Goddess?

Although the Goblin is weak, compared with this group of chaotic rookies, he still feels that the former has stronger combat power.

Although the Chosen Ones surprised him in the construction of the town, he had to fight with real swords and guns!

Barsaka still remembers the careless look when she peeked at Demacia and the others in the forest...

It is obvious that these chosen people have not been exposed to real battles, and some of them even get blood-dickled!

Not only that, the Goblin had a priest, and he was considered a commander with high intelligence.

And these chosen people were in a mess and noisy way, and no one obeyed each other, not even a leader...

Not to mention that no one among them has been promoted to Black Iron.

In this case, will it really go smoothly?

Lord Mother God, is your choice... really serious?

Thinking of this, Barsaka's brows frowned even deeper.

Looking at Barcelona, ​​whose expression became more and more ugly, Saint Alice cast a look that I understand you.

Little by little, she felt like she was finding a confidant.

These guys wearing elves' appearance... don't have the elves' noble character at all, but they look very much like those profit-oriented humans!

No, they don’t even have human discipline! They are extremely casual!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

"quiet!"

While Barcelona frowned and pondered, a shout accompanied by a knocking sound overcame everything.

Everyone's eyes were attracted in an instant...

Demacia stood on a pile of wood, with a wooden knife in one hand hitting the stones, and a trumpet folded from huge leaves in the other hand:

"Stop arguing! Stop arguing! Brother Mu has something to say!"

Brother Mu? Li Mu?
Chapter completed!