It was the guy who was the first to come out of the Chaotic Mysterious Realm and stopped an internal conflict.

Ron lived up to his ambitious ID, as most of the players who came out later were found by him and persuaded to join his team, working together to overcome difficulties.

At least that’s how it appeared on the surface.

Unfortunately, due to some irresistible factors, a few team members were lost later, which was unavoidable, but at least things seemed to be heading in a good direction.

"But obviously, Mr. Ambitious, we can’t defeat these fools right now," a black man taunted, "Even if we know their plan, what can we do? What can we do about it?"

Ron was unconcerned by the black man’s words and said calmly, "There’s an ancient saying from the Divine Continent — know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. Why are we dealing with Him? Now we are companions of these fools; we resurrected the Divine Spirit, not them."

The black man fell silent instantly.

Ron continued, "Divine Spirits are undoubtedly super-scale combat power. It’s uncertain whether there will be signs of losing control once He is resurrected. If He loses control, He will undoubtedly bring a catastrophic disaster to this world."

"This is by no means nonsense. From the clues we currently have, this resurrected Divine Spirit is most likely the dungeon boss."

"So, ladies and gentlemen, it’s best for us to prepare in advance for battle or retreat as needed. Facing an estimated S-Tier boss, it’s never too cautious."

"Therefore, I propose that everyone reveal their trump cards a little. After all, we are a team composed of humans. Teamwork and the use of tools are key to us becoming the masters of Earth."

"I agree, we should work sincerely together and advance or retreat in unison."

One black woman with a tough face and a crew cut said.

"I have a high-yield explosive obtained from the dungeon, which can be manually detonated and is sure to deal damage to an S- Level powerhouse."

Seeing his compatriot speak, the black man mumbled softly, "I have a Magic Energy Mecha that can contend with an A+ powerhouse for a short time, but only for three minutes."

"I..."

"..."

With someone taking the lead, a few people said something more or less.

As for whether these trump cards are indeed trump cards, perhaps only they know.

One even directly stated that he was a useless slacker with no trump card and low strength, basically unable to contribute anything to the team.

But even so, Ron still gave him a gentle look of encouragement and said, "Don’t underestimate yourself. We are a team, and as long as you are in this team, you can definitely play your part."

It can only be said that Ron, worthy of his ID of ambition, is not only very accommodating but also speaks with such high emotional intelligence.

If it were Lu Wenwu, he would likely say, "Damn, bro, I don’t allow you to look down on yourself like this. You are too important, you know that? Without you, we can’t even start this dungeon! Your existence is crucial!"

Time slowly passed.

Every place is almost the same. The first to arrive is always the little runner, Little Karami.

The big shots always appear later.

As members of the Ancient God Evolution Divine Teachings, the players waited here for an hour before Diawara finally arrived with a group of his confidants.

The several Vice Sect Leaders of the Neo-Human Evolution Divine Teachings were strikingly present, but the helpful old Dal was not.

Oh, in fact, it’s not just the confidants; Lu Wenwu and others were also in the team.

Lu Wenwu happily walked beside Diawara, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, munching on large blueberries one after another.

He ate with great delight.

The juice splashed everywhere, the sweet aroma lingering, even staining the little chubby cat with light blue juice.

It looked like a voiceless doll.

If Xiaobao had been here, Lu Wenwu would have been punched the moment the first drop of juice dripped.

The sweet scent hovered in the air, adding a slightly different style to the fanatical resurrection scene.

Diawara said nothing, and the group of neo-humans below only dared to be angry but couldn’t say anything, not even the few Vice Sect Leaders.

No choice, they really couldn’t beat him.

Earlier, when Lu Wenwu took out large blueberries to munch at the tomb entrance, a Vice Sect Leader had verbally reprimanded him.

As a result, she got a sudden punch from Lu Wenwu, directly blowing through her stomach. Now, after some simple bandaging, she’s limping along behind.

If not for Diawara’s quick intervention, she would have long become a hundred free attribute points.

This Sect Leader of sect leaders did not have the usual problem of leaders haranguing with long-winded speeches before doing things.

He led Lu Wenwu and a few others up to the high platform, glanced at the scene below, raised his hands, and shouted loudly, "Success will be achieved tonight!"

The next moment, besides Lu Wenwu and the others with Diawara, the rest of the Ancient God Evolution Divine Teachings hierarchy all moved, surrounding the large central pit in neat formation, while others waited above.

Lu Wenwu climbed high and looked down, clearly seeing a symmetrical pattern.

Each "entrant" neo-human stood in a slightly sunken pit.

The pits were linked by grooves, ultimately converging into the massive stone coffin in the center.

"Begin!"

Diawara shouted loudly, the sixteen tentacles on his back danced together, and a kind of dark green light suddenly burst from his body.