Chapter 295: The Twelve Great Wars
Green didn't say much, and directly pressed a finger on Cromo's head, and transmitted all the promotion plans made for Cromo into Cromo's mind. Fastest updates
Cromo was stunned for a moment, this was the first time Green had used this method of information transmission.
But there's nothing Cromo can't accept, the dragon's ability is strong in every way, even if it's a powerful flow of information that directly invades the brain, it can be very comfortable to adapt.
However, it is one thing to be able to accept the flow of information, and it is another thing to be able to accept the content of the information flow.
"Wow!"
Cromo squealed twice in dissatisfaction, wondering why Green had made such a strict plan for it, which was completely different from its previous life.
Green's previous attitude towards Cromo was almost a free-range attitude, and there was no special cultivation, after all, dragons are creatures with amazing and terrifying talents, and they don't need too many external factors to interfere at all.
But after being promoted to a third-level life, Green's vision changed, and he realized that there was also a gap between the dragons, and the salted fish dragon could only be reduced to the lowest level among the dragons.
Green patted Cromo's head comfortingly, took out a golden apple, and put it in Cromo's mouth.
Cromo swallowed the golden apple in one gulp, his eyes lit up slightly, and then he looked at Green expectantly, as if to ask Green to give him a few more apples.
This made Green cry and laugh, the golden apple tree Green only has one, it only bears fruit once a year, only ten at a time, it has been used a lot before, but there is not so much to give to Cromo.
After explaining to Cromo, Green left.
Green believes that Cromo will carry out the plan he has made for him, and based on his previous knowledge of Cromo, Cromo is like a child, who may be a little naughty, but when it comes to business, he will be very sensible.
Coming out of the Hundred Islands World, Green returned to the small courtyard of Life Square.
When I came to the street, I was a little abrupt.
Whether it is the fantasy manor world or the world of the hundred islands, the life level is very low, and those who can reach the second-level life level are already very extraordinary, and they belong to the existence of people and the like.
But in the square of life, the third level walks all over the ground, and the second level is not as good as a dog.
It's really inferior to dogs, Green has seen a lot of canine creatures that have been promoted to third-level life, and there are also on the side of the order camp, but they are definitely different from ordinary dogs.
Dogs that can be promoted to a third-level life have basically reached a relatively high level of IQ.
Green checked his level, level 3 life, level 2.
At the bottom of the Life Square, there is basically no weaker one than Green.
But this is also normal, it has not been long since Green came to the Square of Life.
Normally, the creatures who just came to the Life Square were all immersed in cultivation, and took advantage of the more suitable environment for cultivation in the Life Square to quickly improve their level.
However, Green can't take such an ordinary way, because Green's time is short, and Green's enemies are too strong.
Green must raise his level to the pinnacle of Level 3 Life as soon as possible, and then go to the core of Life Square, where he will be promoted to Opportunity Life and seize control of Life Square.
Only in this way can Green have the possibility of defeating the enemy.
Green knew there was such a place, such a way.
It was designed by Green in the previous life, and the name was called the Twelve Great Wars.
This is a battlefield where twelve people can enter, and if they fight in it, only one person will come out alive, and those who live will receive great benefits.
After entering, each of the twelve people can get a different item, which is very useful.
Green came to the entrance of the Twelve Wars, and the next moment, stepped in.
On the side of the order camp, there are very few people who have entered the twelve wars, after all, there is one in twelve, and the probability of death is extremely high, and no one on the side of the order camp wants to take risks.
Those who will enter the battlefield of the Twelve Great Wars are basically from the chaos camp, the evil camp, and the light camp.
Needless to say, these people have a problem with their brains, and it's not strange to do anything.
It is also understandable that some of them are very strong in pursuit of strength and can pay any price.
The light camp, on the other hand, simply wants to kill the people of the chaos camp and the evil camp, and they call this purification.
A secret room, closed on all six sides, with a clock on the wall turning, as if counting down.
Green had an extra knife in front of him, a knife similar to a kitchen knife, very short, very wide, and very sharp.
Without hesitation, Green held the knife directly in his hand.
"Boning knives, the wielder can easily see the enemy's joint structure. Green frowned, he was not very satisfied with this knife, the ability of this knife did not have much effect.
Green is a wizard who fights mainly with magic, and rushing up with a knife can be done when facing low-level enemies, but not when facing high-level enemies, especially melee fighters.
There is a high probability that it will be defeated by the enemy.
Using one's own weakness to meet the enemy's strength is not a choice that a smart person would make.
However, Green did not throw the knife away, but pinned it to his waist.
As the clock countdown ended, suddenly, a wall collapsed.
The battlefield is officially opened.
Twelve towering columns, each with a man standing on top of it.
Green looked around, six were from the chaos camp, four were from the evil camp, and three were from the light camp, and the three people from the light camp were faintly like a group.
Green could guess their thoughts, since the people of the light camp are here to purify, then they must be stronger than the people of the other camps, one person can't guarantee it, and two people can't do it, and the combination of the three has a relatively large winning rate.
But the problem is that when the three of them kill the other nine, what should the three of them do, in the twelve wars, only one person can get out of the battlefield, that is to say, the three people from the light camp will inevitably die two.
I don't know what choice they will make.
Green didn't think much of it, so Green took care of himself.
After all, Green is alone in the order camp, and Green is the weakest side.
A bull-headed monster took action, pulled out the horns on his head, and threw it directly on the stone pillar where one person stood under the feet of one person in the light camp, and a violent impact sounded, but the stone pillar did not move at all.
The minotaur didn't care, because its horns grew back.
Green took a step back and jumped off the stone pillar.
There's a fog down there.
The Misty Jungle, which is the name of this battlefield, is a jungle shrouded in mist, where vision is greatly affected, and creatures that rely too much on vision will suffer.
As soon as Green landed, he quickly walked in the direction away from the stone pillar.