Zhu Gan subconsciously took the staff and quickly realized that this might be a gift before leaving. He immediately smiled and took the staff: "Don't embarrass our Knights Brigade this time. Learn more about Oboi when doing things. People never make choices, they will only want them all."

"Haha, I know, I know, I must follow the instructions of Alliance Leader Zhu. I want all the treasures!" Chen Mo smiled and pretended to salute, his eyes suddenly narrowed, his muscles tense. He felt someone rushing towards him quickly, and after he noticed the person coming, he relaxed again.

"Dad Chen Mo! Remember to miss me, I'll be waiting for you in the middle-intensity battlefield!" Little Lajiao hugged Chen Mo from behind and pressed her face to Chen Mo's back. This was the first time she took the initiative to do it herself.

Chen Momo felt it silently, and could not feel anything through two layers of leather armor, and the negative reviews were made.

"Captain, I suggest you kiss it directly, so that Chen Mo will have a deeper impression of you. If you hug it from behind, your cup will not be able to touch him." Xiang Yang said seriously to Xiao Lajiao next to everyone.

Little Lajiao immediately blushed and let go of Chen Mo, and took out a giant mace from her backpack. The length of the mace was even higher than that of her. She chased Xiang Yang, "Xiang Yang, you pick me every day, I'm sorry for you! Today, either you die or I live! We must decide the winner!"

Xiang Yang suddenly ran away in a panic, and everyone's mood of parting suddenly dissipated and they all laughed happily.

Before everyone could recover, another figure flew over, bright eyes, bright moon, slender waist and buttocks. It was the elves Ilim who shook his wings and fell from mid-air to Chen Mo's face.

Without saying a word, she quickly approached Chen Mo after falling into the crowd. In Chen Mo's pupils, her cheeks were gradually enlarged.

"Baji!"

Ilim blushed and kissed Chen Mo's mouth like a dragonfly. Chen Mo subconsciously squirted his mouth. Ilim hugged Chen Mo hard and said a few elf words in his ear. No one else understood it except Chen Mo, but it did not affect their cheering.

"Oh!!~~~"

"Damn it!!!"

"ah!!!"

"Chen Mo, you are so awesome. The elves are promising. I heard that their management is strict in this regard!" Li Chenggong suddenly shouted strangely. This guy is so envious, jealous and hateful. First, it was Zhang Xueyi, then Xiao Chijiao. Now another beauty from alien race came to her arms. Her red lips were bright and envious.

"Please Elder Chen, please take over the magical powers. We don't want to eat dog food anymore!" Xu Long cooperated to make trouble next to him. However, Zhang Xueyi only smiled slightly when she saw this scene, without much expression. Only at the moment when Ilim kissed Chen Mo, she stiffened her body. Seeing that Ilim flew away after kissing and hugging, she kept laughing, as if nothing had happened.

Zhu Gan waved his hand in disgust: "Old Li, you and Fatty Xu stop the surroundings. I see if there are any other fans who dare to come over and take action. Seeing the one holding the mace, guard her! She just saw Ilim's actions!"

After hearing this, Xiao Lajiao immediately strode to Zhugan in anger: "Zhugan! What do you mean? Why should I guard against me? If you let her kiss Chen Mo, can't I do it? I want to kiss too!"

After saying that, Xiao Lajiao rushed towards Chen Mo. Xiang Yang hugged Xiao Lajiao from behind, letting her short legs flapping in the air. No matter how she slapped her arm, she would not let her down.

"Xiang Yang! Don't let me come down, or I will kill you!!"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Everyone burst into laughter. Until Cang Yeyuan and his group returned in a hurry, Zhugan kept clearing the screens in everyone's speeches to ensure that everyone had successfully returned to the camp.

Then, in the confirmation of Honduras's eyes, he touched his fingers on the guardian stone tablet of the human race.

【Are you confirmed to be integrated into the moderate intensity battlefield?】

Zhugan turned his eyes to Chen Mo, and everyone who looked at Zhugan also hit Chen Mo with plain clothes. Chen Mo's clothes were as bright as the first time they met, with a bright smile and a simple face.

"We're leaving! Take care of ourselves!"

"We're waiting for you in the middle-intensity battlefield!"

Chen Mo didn't know why, tears shone in the corners of his eyes, and he cried and laughed: "I will go find you! The moderate-intensity battlefield may not be very scary. Protect yourself, and no one can be left behind! When I win on the final battlefield, I will come to you!"

【Confirm integration!】

Except for Chen Mo, everyone chose to integrate. The earth shook, and a huge circular crack that lasted thousands of meters long slowly emerged above the heads of the human guardian stone tablet and the altar of the elves. The crack was dark and looked extremely terrifying.

Those who chose to integrate were surrounded by white light and fell asleep. They curled up to the surface of the stone tablets and arranged neatly. The guardian stone tablets swayed more and more violently as the earth shook, and they actually broke away from the ground and slowly floated up in the air.

The debris and flowers and plants of the soil fell from mid-air. Chen Mo quickly retreated a hundred meters, and was not affected by the aftershocks. In another flash, the two camps were empty, leaving only a large huge deep pit that was thousands of meters long and five or six meters deep.

Chen Mo looked around with his sword alone. The four members of the Elf clan obviously integrated into the final battlefield early. They were not around at this time. I don’t know if they were afraid of meeting Chen Mo alone or something, Chen Mo let out a long breath and pulled out the system panel.

[A mutation was detected. Do you enter the final battlefield in advance?]

【yes!】

The white light flashed, and Chen Mo's figure disappeared, leaving only a large piece of huge deep pit and a few untaken wood residues here, as if witnessing what had happened.

.....

Six hours later.

The dark curtain spread to the place where the human race disappeared.

The elder of the Nightmare Clan looked at another huge pit below and couldn't help but sigh. This broken system is really not worry-free. Even if it consumes a huge amount of luck every hour to resist its punishment or pay protection fees. However, it will still use its authority to let the races that have become overlords along the way evacuate in advance to show fairness.

"Rich fairness and notarization. Since you are already his toy, why can't you have one more nightmare clan? It's such a 'perfect' proposal for the gods." Kabibabaye smoked the fungus cigar and drank the clouds and blew the mist: "Elder Kejieduoduomo, arrange this round of cleaning. After this round of cleaning, it should be almost done."

"Yes, Lord Babaye."

Kojedodomo respectfully directed the new voters of the nightmare to go down to harvest the spoils. Even though Kabibabaye is only at the top level of the third level and he is a sixth level, he still dares not violate his orders at all.

The third-level top level can also kill the sixth level, not to mention that the person who controls the ancestral weapon is the son of the priest. The former eighth-level existence in the middle-level battlefield, Kabi Babaye.

"It will be fine soon. Even those disgusting smugglers who use their authority to enter the forest farm will only be nourishing for golden fruits. After all, we are the "new" voters who enter the forest farm through formal channels such as admission certificates, and are not those scumbags who go through the back door. Hahahahahaha."

"I hope the gardener can be more powerful. The punishment that the stinky mouse stole the golden fruit tree should only appear after the end of the Golden Forest Farm, um. Don't affect him torture those stolen people."

Kabibabaye stuffed the ignited cigar directly into his mouth, and smoke began to come out of his nose and ears. Kabibabaye trembled all over and it took him a while to walk back to the recliner comfortably.

The specialty of the fungi clan is indeed well-known. I don’t envy the mandarin ducks or the immortals, I just want silk to accompany the world...

Kejieduoduomo greedily smelled the sweet smell of smoke in the air, and even he could only use the second-hand smoke to experience the luxurious life of the top rich.
Chapter completed!