Green considered it silently. The members of his Red Team were probably stronger individually, so the teams had different numbers to balance things out.
With that in mind, Green checked his attributes carefully and soon spotted the catch.
As a Necromancer, summoning magic had been his main source of combat power, but it had been stripped from him completely. His other skills remained, most importantly Swordsmanship Master Lv. 9.
That meant Green still had extraordinary close-combat ability under equal conditions. After all, Swordsmanship Master at Lv. 9 was no easy level to reach.
Even many Calamity-Rank Strong Ones who did not specialize in close combat had only mediocre levels in comparable skills.
More importantly, judging by the unspoken rules of this trial, each participant's strongest primary skill was probably suppressed.
"Hey, friend. Interested in teaming up?" A Robot approached Green and asked in a low voice.
Green had noticed him earlier. He had adapted to the place remarkably quickly and seemed to have taken part in more than one trial. He moved through the crowd with practiced ease, looking for allies.
Several others were doing the same, weaving through the crowd to ask people. If someone agreed, all the better. If they were turned down, they simply moved on without getting upset.
Green shook his head. He knew nothing about the Robot's background or motives and had no wish to work with a stranger on a whim.
Besides, when it mattered, he could summon three Saint Spirit Rank subordinates. Those were companions he could trust. A temporary partner might betray him or stab him in the back at any moment, so Green preferred to keep his distance.
Green shook his head without a word. The Robot gave an indifferent shrug and turned to find someone else.
Just then, a huge