Survival in the apocalypse: I can sublimate all things

"Fuck!"

Badanmu is a person of temperament.

He does not participate in city owner loan matters.

Not even joining the ranks of the regular army.

So when he saw Huang Jie, Ren Lang, and Lu Ming all raising flags above their heads, his will was absolutely focused, so he immediately burst out with the most primitive exclamation!

His hunch was right!

His decision was right!

Just because of his decisive and profound vision!

Who else could lead the Eight-Armed Clan? !

"The flag of power...is actually the flag of power!"

Compared to Badamu’s uneducated shouting, Doya directly spoke out the professional term for that totem!

She was shocked beyond measure!

Because as a shifter who has been in the end of Jialan for so long, she knows it very well!

If you want to obtain the flag of power, you must take over a starry sky hunting ground as your territory!

And to win the ownership of a starry sky hunting ground! Three conditions must be met!

First: expel all nobles participating in the current hunting ground!

Second: The hunting ground strategy ends with a perfect strategy.

Third: As a power leader, obtain an S-level rating alone in the final evaluation of the hunting ground.

Not to mention how harsh the last two conditions are.

The first condition alone is enough to make any transferee’s scalp tingle!

It is no secret that hunting grounds are places where nobles keep their prey in captivity.

It is also known to everyone that transferers are like wild beasts in the last days of Jialan.

The nobles came to the Starry Sky Hunting Ground with the hope of gaining achievements and enriching their resume.

They dominate the star field, taking life and death with a single thought.

Therefore, if you want to get this noble mark that shows your identity and strength, in addition to abnormal strength and superb strategy wisdom, you must also have the luck to meet Buddhist nobles! Otherwise, if you have been wandering around the apocalypse for hundreds or even thousands of years, and participated in thousands or even tens of thousands of star fields, you may not be able to obtain such a thing!

Just like the dimensional battlefield where they are!

In the course of tens of thousands of years of history, only five power lords have actually obtained it!

And without exception, these five forces have all been promoted to higher-level dimensional war zones!

As for the existing forces on the battlefield, none has a force flag!

Not because of strength! But because strength, wisdom, and luck are all indispensable!

Normally, either the nobles are too violent and kill everyone on sight, and the transferee only dares to hide like a rat during the whole process until the hunting ground is over.

Or the hunting ground itself is too difficult, and no one who transfers nobles will be able to get a good deal.

Or, you have finally achieved the first point, but the strategy is wrong, and you cannot get an S-level rating.

In short, it’s just one word – difficult! It’s harder than climbing to the sky!

Looking at the figure on the throne again, Duoya felt that a phantom glow appeared around him!

No wonder he was able to kill Cang Wu! No wonder he can make almonds lose themselves!

For this unique honor, one of the current transferers in the dimensional battlefield cannot even touch his hair!

It's just that the style of this totem is a little weird.

Although the totems of the previous five forces were not much better.

But this one seems a little weirder.

However, the flag is related to the highest glory and absolute divine grace. The transferer has no way to interfere, it all depends on God’s individual discretion. Since God has issued this flag to it, it must have a deeper meaning from God. There is no doubt about this!

"banner……"

Basha, Baihao, Dongyue, Irelia, and all the elite members of the regular army finally woke up from the three numbers "618"!

They look up to the totem above their heads!

Feel the glory from the legend!

His eyes sparkled with excitement that transcended everything else!

The heartbeat beats like a drum, and the blood rushes like a tide!

The passionate emotions turned into substance and poured into the brain! Gather all their distracting thoughts into one thought!

What kind of country star field! What a far and near level! From now on! They are the citizens of the final iron castle of 618 Starfield! They will defend this glory that belongs to them to the death! !

Whoosh!

At the same time, the totem inscriptions hanging high in the sky like a flag display sharply converged, and finally reduced to the size of a palm, and fell on the outside of each person's upper arm in the form of a medal.

It does not fit the armor's clothing, but floats in the air one centimeter away from the arm, exuding a smart glow.

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(Insisting on updating a few more, talking about my feelings and willpower... [Withering])