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The latest website: the board of directors of the cemetery, 1626 points;

Divine Guard, 1311 points;

Three Sounds Nighthawks, 950 points;

The Last Dance Team, 621 points;

Destroy the remnants, 606 points;

Deadwood Sages, 485 points;

On the leaderboard, the scores of the first three groups kept jumping.

Sean's team, the "Last Dance" team, was in fourth place.

Max's Destroyer Group followed closely behind, at fifth place.

Including the last place, the fourth and fifth places are the teams that will be eliminated after the game.

At this moment, standing by the edge of the shellfish platter that was almost invisible, Sean's team members had already spread out their ashes, ready to start eating these carefully cooked seafood...

"No, you can't eat these things." Sean asked everyone to put their mouths back and continue on their way.

"But..." Looking at the delicious and tender oysters, Moonlight asked in bewilderment, "Why?"

Sean pointed to the small number of empty shellfish shells like small boats: "Those are leftover shells from the Three Nighthawks team, and they also found the problem."

Father Taylor looked up at the list, nodded and said, "The value of these foods is still not high enough, even if we eat all of them, we won't be able to keep up with the top-ranked teams.

"They don't want to be number three. They want to try and compete for better food and be number one."

With Sean around, Moonlight·1902 sometimes becomes lazy to think.

But when he paid a little attention, he understood the logic: "As the first team to arrive at the shrine, they gained a huge advantage in this game.

"Peter Pan said it was the dinner before the final game.

"That is to say, if you win the first place in this game, it is very likely that you will also get a huge advantage in the next game."

That advantage may be decisive.

The final game, before the official start, actually started.

So, if you are content with qualifying in third place instead of competing for the first place...

It means that it is very likely to lose in the final game.

Therefore, after thinking about the obvious joints of game content and food scores, it is not difficult to understand that the three-cry Nighthawk, who is in the third place, put down the food in front of him and intends to compete for the food with the highest score.

But for Sean and Max's team, the situation is somewhat different.

At the beginning of the game, when everyone didn't realize the food score problem, they were already seriously behind due to the inherent disadvantage of food.

Therefore, it is even more impossible for them to stop and eat low-level food—

The enterprising people who are at a disadvantage want to catch up and can only compete for the highest level of food.

Due to their "birth", they had already lost at the starting line and were forced to be involved in the most intense competition.

The two teams, Sean and Max, let go of the pool full of delicious seafood and continued to move forward.

After passing by a partially eaten roast lamb, they could finally see the final battlefield.

The spoon-shaped crepes are like small boats, full of jewel-like red and black caviar, rippling in the river valley.

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The perfectly grilled veal is sprinkled with chocolate-colored truffle chips, which inspires a tempting aroma.

Foie gras and matsutake roll... Moonlight looked expectantly at the silver tower-shaped tableware, which was filled with this delicacy that he wanted to taste.

Thick slices of matsutake cover seemingly melting foie gras, each the size of a Gallic bread…

The pianist swallowed, almost imagining the wonderful taste.

Behind the Silver Tower, there is a colossus with a completely different orientation from others of its kind.

This giant statue is facing the direction where Sean and the others came, and in front of him symbolizes the terminal of this gourmet continent.

The person sitting there was none other than the owner of the castle who initiated the dinner, Peter Pan.

Like all the other colossi, his head towered high above the gray clouds, making it impossible to see clearly.

And in front of him and the Duolins siblings, a fierce battle is taking place—

The team led by the guards of the kingdom of God has already noticed the secret of the food score, and they are driving away the director team of the skeletal center that has occupied the best territory.

And the members of the Three Nighthawks, taking advantage of the gap between the two powerhouses, are secretly feasting.

What made Sean frown was that half of the game time had passed, and most of the limited amount of precious food here had been divided up by the first three groups, and there was not much food left.

When they started eating with their gray mouths, a strong light suddenly burst out from the silver tower in front of them.

A thing in the form of an angel, covered in silver light, floated in front of the silver tower, and pale flames formed his phantom wings...

The guard of the Kingdom of God seemed to have entered a special state, as if he had transformed into an angel.

The two members of the director of the hidden corpses have been killed by the guards.

The captain was left alone, and fell from a height in a panic—they had completely lost the most fertile territory.

The two teammates of the guards of the Kingdom of God used their gray mouths to eat wantonly on the silver pagoda...

Soon, their scores jumped all the way, becoming number one on the list.

The angel of white flames formed by the guards recited the Hebrew scriptures aloud in mid-air.

The division of labor in their group is very clear- guarded by the strongest guards of the Kingdom of God, and two teammates eat, making sure to guard the food with the highest score and enjoy it alone until the end.

The Three Sounds Nighthawk team realized that it was impossible to shake the guards of the Kingdom of God, so they had no choice but to guard the next best territory - black truffle veal, eating with all their strength. Because they realize that they can take advantage of the number of people to surpass the second-ranked director of the corpse.

Sean, who was still below the elimination line, had already considered their strategy clearly almost instantly: **** the current territory of the Three Nighthawks...

He had just stepped down the hillside and was about to take action~lightnovelpub.net~ Suddenly he felt a very strange force.

Looking in that direction, he saw that the Deadwood Sage and his disciples, who were still at the bottom of the leaderboard, had bypassed the high ground and appeared behind the Nighthawk team.

The old Mystery Explorer was holding his disciple's shoulder, talking seriously.

Then, he saw the deadwood sage took out a golden seed from his pocket and stuffed it into the mouth of the trembling Tacheng apprentice.

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"I am the soil, the thorn...Eternal life!"

The apprentice, who looked to be in his early twenties, yelled boldly.

The dead wood sage nodded in relief, and put one hand on his disciple's head.

The next scene made Sean's stomach churn—

The head under the sage's hand swelled inexplicably for a while, and the apprentice's face was distorted out of shape due to the swelling.

Then, the bright red thorn pierced the skin of the apprentice's face and the mask that looked new from the inside.

The Tacheng apprentice yelled in his throat, trembling all over...

There was a sound like a watermelon being smashed, and the apprentice suddenly bloomed above his neck.

The originally stiff hands hang down limply, and the purple vines are covered with bright red thorns, which seem to be finally released, waving fiercely in the air, making the sound of breaking the wind.

"The thorns live forever."

The dead wood sage took two steps back holding his palm, seeing red thorns growing on his disciple's skin, and the love in his eyes was stronger than before...

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