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It stands to reason that Garnessus has shown such great strength, who would be bored enough to find fault with him?

Moreover, this conference is jointly hosted by the global bigwigs, which is of great significance, and those bigwigs are sitting on the rostrum, even if they are superpowered terrorists, they dare not make any trouble at this juncture. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But what about that loud noise coming from the field?

Wang Yan looked at him suspiciously and threw his eyes downward.

It turned out to be a group of high-spirited African brothers, imitating the way Garnessus walked into the venue with high spirits.

The leader was a middle-aged man who looked a little older, lean and capable.

His face is painted with totems, he wears a simple linen robe, and his body is covered with various bone ornaments, which makes people recognize at a glance that he is a traditional voodoo shaman.

But the ability he used was a relatively rare shaman skill today, which made Wang Yan feel a little surprised.

I saw this capable middle-aged shaman, holding his hands to the sky, chanting words in his mouth, and the surrounding earth elements were constantly condensing.

Suddenly, a totem pillar appeared in front of him out of thin air.

As he raised his hands and fell violently, the totem stone pillar fell to the ground with a "boom".

The ground shook, and a rock lion four or five meters tall with a mane like spikes stood up from under his feet.

The middle-aged shaman, hurriedly took a warrior from the same tribe, mounted on the back of a lion, surrounded by a group of African contestants, and waved his hands all the way to the audience and walked towards the meeting point in the center of the venue.

It's a pity that the desert emperor Garnessus is too beautiful, and the efforts made by this middle-aged shaman only get a little bit of the audience, and they are forgotten by the crowd.

With their previous experience, the next players of the African Ancient Witch Alliance are relatively much more low-key.

After all the Ancient Witch League players had assembled, Garnessus waved the golden scepter, a symbol of the pharaoh's power, and the sand in the field dissipated.

The venue was calm again, and only the place where the Thorny Rock Lion stood up, leaving a large pit seven or eight meters wide.

On the rostrum, the president of the Super Federation, Emmons, had a dark face, and thought, "You African players, do you know how much a volcanic rock brick on the ground costs? ”

Alas, forget it, forget it, Emmons thought angrily, now he just wants the conference to go smoothly, and he is satisfied. Today's young people are so willful.

On the rostrum, he waved his hand to the staff on the sidelines, and immediately two young magicians from the Super Energy Federation carried a one-meter-square stone brick to fill the hole.

It didn't take long for the entrance ceremony to continue.

It seems that with the stimulation of a boss-level player like Garnessus, in the next appearance, many players will do their best to fully show their characteristics in front of the whole world.

Wang Yan was in the stands receiving the player information shared by Peaches on his mobile phone, while looking at the young elites who played one by one.

Take the next appearances, the Southeast Asian Super Alliance, and the Australian Super Council.

These two teams also have their own regional characteristics, although the atmosphere and momentum brought by them are a little flat, and the number of participants is not large.

Even the host Sean is only introducing them with words like "high-spirited and energetic".

But it does not mean that Southeast Asia, which is economically backward, and Australia, whose population is not yet able to catch up with Huahai City, lack top talents.

On the contrary, the contestants who can participate in this competition are all carefully selected, especially the team leaders who walk in the front row.

Each of them has been cultivated like a baby by their organization, and any one of them can be compared to top powerhouses such as Lei Bang and Gao Mingyue of the National African Bureau. Although they are older, they are all in their thirties and fifties.

However, strength is strength, and there is no difference due to age differences.

When encountering such a strong person, each winner or loser is between the middle and the middle, and there can be no carelessness.

Therefore, Wang Yan has also been paying attention to it, even if he doesn't meet it in the future, he can remind his teammates how much they have encountered.

After the Southeast Asian and Australian delegations appeared, the Russian Polar Bear Secret Service, which was full of great power atmosphere but very low-key and steady, took the field.

This superpower, which used to compete with Midi for hegemony, although in the later stage of the hegemony, was dragged down by Midi and defeated, but now it still has an unshakable position in the world, whether it is military science and technology, or the professional quality of the superpower, it is ranked among the best in the world.

The leader at the forefront of the delegation of the Polar Bear Secret Service this time was a young woman riding a Siberian white bear and wearing a wolf cape.

She has beautiful silver hair and blue eyes, and is as beautiful as amber.

She rode slowly on the back of the white bear, and every step she took seemed to be covered with wind and snow, and the wind and frost were constantly drifting around her, and even the ground that the white bear stepped on would leave a trace of frost.

Before she knew it, the crowd at the venue was quiet, and even Garnessus, who had been on the sidelines and was indifferent to her own players, had their eyes on her.

She is indeed beautiful, and she is also full of great strength, she is like an ice queen who comes in every way, and her style is outstanding.

Although it is the first time for her to participate in the conference, she has a very loud name in China, the midwinter hunter, Belisa Nova.

The white bear she rode was none other than Reynolds, the king of the white bears who once dominated the Wilderness Ice Fields and almost killed her father.

The bald man who followed behind Bai Lisa, holding the team flag and wearing a simple military T-shirt, looked ordinary, but in fact he was even more famous.

He's the Polar Bears Secret Service, the real hole cards.

At one time, he was called an undead monster by the enemy, a red tank.

According to legend, a few years ago, during an international mission, he had an argument with the Super Shield team, and in anger, he single-handedly pulled the flying female super team to the ground, and once had a confrontation with the blood wolf Walton in Europe.

Although they were stopped before they could decide the winner, his strength inadvertently spread all over the world's major organizations.

His name is well known to many Adepts, his name is Christor Mayev, and he has the strength of a half-step S-class a few years ago.

The players of the Polar Bear Secret Service are of extremely high quality, and all of them enter in an orderly manner.

Soon, like the other delegations, they walked to the assembly point in the center of the venue and stood still.

They gave people a rather low-key and calm feeling, as if they had come to this conference not to show themselves, but to carry out an important military mission.

The goal, of course, is to get straight to the top and even win the final.

"Pretend! you know pretend!" At the bottom of the venue, in the player preparation area, the Women's Super League and August looked at each other, and then nodded to each other, "Let the Europa League gang lean back, and we will play first!"

"How can our Midi's great country demeanor be snatched away by those big bears?"

Soon, a junior brother of the Super Shield Bureau, who was only C-level, went to inform the Europa League delegation and forced them back from the entrance.

The captain of the Europa League, known as the witch hunter and the monster butcher, shook his head and sighed, his resolute face was full of helplessness, who made the EU economy collapse, their Europa League funds, they have to find some big countries to support them when they go back, and Midi can't be offended.

"Maybe in the competition, we can win over the rapidly rising Huaxia National Africa Bureau. Denov pondered as he retreated with the team.

A large number of Midi Super Shields, under the leadership of the Women's Super League and Auguste, marched majestically from the side of the Europa League delegation one after another and entered the venue.

The Super Shield player, who had an active atmosphere, immediately gave the audience a very high reaction as soon as he entered.

In the past, there was a saying in the world, "The poor rely on mutation, and the rich rely on technology", but today's Super Shield Bureau has reached a perfect integration of abilities and technology.

What power armor, what mechanical wings, even that big battle mech Cyclops in the Chicken Amy posture, etc.

These various modern equipment have greatly improved the strength of the already powerful abilities.

Coupled with the cool and casual way of appearance, and the display of various abilities, it immediately made the audience excited.

The greed of those audiences, the envy of envy, and even many people with extraordinary abilities want to immigrate to the Super Shield Bureau, and see the preparation and treatment of others, which is not comparable to ordinary small organizations.

"The Super Shield Bureau is indeed a bit ostentatious, and this saintess will help you once. ”

In the preparation area of the players, a girl sitting on a chair with a French solid wood inlaid bronze backrest, the corners of her mouth hooked a trace of indifference, hooked her fingers towards the dark saint who was pleading in front of her, and said, "Let the people of the Europa League step aside, and now, we will play." ”

The girl wore a delicate European-style black gauze pleated skirt, a black flower hat on her head, and long gloves with black lace edges, which made her arms and figure even more weak and feminine.

At first glance, it looks like the daughter of a European aristocrat from history, and the style is somewhat similar to the Prince Rose in the stands.

But it would be a big mistake to think of her as a weak and elegant girl just by her appearance.

Her age has stopped changing, and her strength has been personally recognized by the Prince of Rose, who is none other than the noble Dark Saint of the Dark Council, Catherine Hume.

The Europa League, which had just assembled at the entrance, retreated again.

Jenov shook his head again and sighed, no way, the Dark Council, the old neighbor of the Europa League, he would never dare to mess with it.

In the venue, the host Sean no longer knew how to broadcast the order of appearance, so he had to wait for the next contestants to enter with the audience after making some opening renderings.

The scene gradually quieted down, and before I knew it, a large cloud slowly drifted in the air, obscuring the sun.

The originally bright light suddenly dimmed.

A gust of sea breeze blew, and the audience felt more and more strange, the light became more and more dim, and even the temperature was decreasing.

…… (To be continued.) )