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Puluo offered a bashful explanation, "Mixing different professions can significantly boost a team's overall combat strength. With the right synergy, we could potentially unleash several times our normal power!"

"Take mages, for instance. Their attacks can wreak havoc, but they're inherently fragile. If they get mobbed by monsters, they end up wasting precious time dodging and defending, which really cuts into their attack efficiency."

"Now, if a tank steps in to absorb some of the damage and corral the monsters, the mage can unleash their full potential. The team's combat efficiency skyrockets compared to going solo."

"Or consider a Berserker. Up close and personal with monsters, they're bound to take hits, which diminishes their combat strength. But if a healer—like a priest or shaman—steps in, they can keep the Berserker in prime fighting shape."

"These are just the basics of teamwork. The more people involved, the more complex the coordination, but also the more astonishing the combat strength we can achieve."

As Puluo finished, Chen Guo led a round of applause, exclaiming, "Well said, Puluo! Strategically combining professions might just be our key to survival! You've got a sharp mind!"

Scratching his head, Puluo replied, "I've played my fair share of games. This 'Whole Heaven Battlefield' is set up just like one, so it seems my old gaming strategies are paying off here."

"Boss Guangcheng, what's your class?" Lei Kun inquired, full of curiosity.

Without hesitation, Chen Guo shared, "I'm a Sword Immortal, initiated into the Mount Shu sect."

Lei Kun nodded in recognition. "Ah, the Sword Immortal—known as the most ferocious class on the cultivation path. They don't pursue eternal life, just the defeat of demons and evil spirits, boasting incredible combat power! And with your 600,000 combat strength, Boss Guangcheng, you're our main damage dealer—the spotlight's on you!"

Chen Guo chuckled. "I'll gladly take the spotlight. What about you, Lei Kun?"

"I'm also on the cultivation path," Lei Kun revealed. "My mentor hails from a Middle World infused with Cthulhu elements. They follow the way of the Sly Immortal! My class is Sly Immortal, specializing in control magic—entangling foes, inflicting mental wounds, casting curses. That's my focus... I'll take on the role of crowd control!"

In the Whole Heaven Battlefield, the professions hail from countless worlds, so it's no wonder there's such a vast array of occupations—likely numbering in the hundreds.

Blues declared, "I'm a Fire Mage, adept at wielding fire magic. My power may not rival that of Boss Guangcheng, but I excel in wide-range attacks. Essentially, I'm all about dealing damage."

Puluo chimed in, "I'm a Druid. Each animal form grants me different powers. As a bear, I'm the tank, renowned for my defense. As a treant, I wield nature magic to heal wounds. As a cheetah, I can swiftly engage and shred enemies. As an owlbeast, I can cast moonlight magic. My role adapts to our needs—I'm versatile."

Avril confidently stated, "Then you handle healing, because I'm the tank—I'm a Holy Knight!" She brandished a golden short sword and a matching shield, her figure encased in gleaming silver-white plate armor, transforming into a veritable iron fortress, the very image of a valiant valkyrie.

Chen Guo silently admired Avril's aptitude. She was the quintessential tank, her holy talents perfectly suited to mitigate incoming damage and deliver retribution to foes.

Puluo beamed with excitement, "So we've got a tank, a support healer, a control specialist, and two heavy hitters—a flawless team composition! Avril, you'll lead the charge. Lei Kun, handle any demons that slip through. I'll tend to our wounds and bolster our strength. Boss Guangcheng and Boss Blues will unleash the firepower. We're set—this is a sure win!"

"Hey!" Lin Dong interjected, clearly annoyed, "Hold your horses, I haven't even mentioned my profession yet!"

Puluo's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "My apologies, I got carried away and overlooked Boss Lin Dong. What's your profession?"

With a grunt, Lin Dong revealed, "I'm a Death Knight." He materialized in black armor, wielding a rune sword, astride a spectral warhorse.

Puluo inquired, curious, "That's quite the unique job. What's your role?"

"I'm both a tank and a damage dealer!" declared Lin Dong.

"Then assist Avril. Each of you take a side and help us fend off the demons!" Puluo commanded.

"Got it!" Lin Dong responded confidently. "Just leave it to me. You can count on it."

Chen Guo chimed in, "I personally think Puluo's tactics are solid. Let's go with that plan! I'm on board. How about the rest of you?"

"Agreed."

"Sounds good!"

"Agreed..."

Unable to come up with a better approach, the rest of the group endorsed Puluo's strategy.

At that moment, there were only five minutes left on the countdown.

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In the boundless expanse of the void.

Seated on a colossal throne, the Demon King Lasalle presided, his gaze filled with an infinite tapestry of stars and worlds without end.

The Great Thousand World, the Middle World, the Little World... Each universe, represented by spheres, floated before the Demon King.

Presently, the Demon King was scrutinizing the sand table before him, which depicted the terrain of the Demon Arena, where Chen Guo and his companions were situated.

Many saw the Demon King, ruler of the Evil Energy Army, as the universe's destroyer, the epitome of malevolence. But the reality was different. The Demon King was akin to a cosmic physician.

His Evil Energy Army's destruction of worlds was akin to a surgeon excising a tumor, all in the name of preserving the greater health.

"The Buddhist representative has arrived!"

"The Taoist representative has arrived!"

"The Heavenly Court representative has arrived!"

Upon the announcement by his demonic aides, three divine beings materialized in the void.

One, with a radiant golden aura and standing on auspicious clouds, was the Buddhist representative, the Great Strength Bodhisattva.

Another, clad in a Taoist robe and mounted on a nine-spirit steed, was the Taoist representative, the Divine Lord of Salvation.

And lastly, one holding a horsetail whisk and riding the clouds, was the representative from the Heavenly Court, the Empyrean of Platinum.

"Great Strength Bodhisattva, Divine Lord of Salvation, Empyrean of Platinum, welcome to this spectacle of combat!" The Demon King greeted them with applause.

"Demon King, the trial challenger has merely dispatched some of your frail and infirm minions. Consider it a favor, weeding out the unworthy. Why resort to playing with their destinies using the rule card?" The Empyrean of Platinum questioned with a tinge of sorrow.

"I'm pleased. I simply wish to discern whether they possess the requisite potential!" declared the Demon King. "I'm aware that you three have come out of concern that I might intervene directly with these trial challengers. Rest assured, they do not merit my personal involvement. Join me in observing the battle. Should they impress me, I won't hesitate to bestow rewards upon them. However, if they fail, it merely confirms that they lack the potential you've been anticipating. There's no cause for disappointment."

"Amitabha..."

"Omnipotent Heavenly Venerable..."

With no other choice, the three divine beings took their seats beside the Demon King, ready to witness the imminent conflict.

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