When Yi Qiu recovered from the spatial disorder caused by the teleportation, a rapid and melodious trombone sound sharply cut through the silence in the sky.
Suddenly, the sound of horns filled the world.
There was a slight vibration on the ground, as if some giant creature was moving, and there were soldiers shouting loudly not far away.
The air was filled with a tense and depressing atmosphere, and Yi Qiu could feel the emotions of fear, killing and hatred emanating from the people.
These emotions are like the deepest fuel, dyeing the whole world a dark red color.
At this time, Yi Qiu and the others were in a place similar to a military camp tent, and he and the temporary teammates he was matched with were lying on wooden wooden beds.
Perhaps it was his keen sense of smell or perception, but Yi Qiu could smell the faint smell of blood and the smell of decaying death carried by the wooden bed beneath him.
"Fuck! It's a battlefield-type team copy!"
At this time, the teammates next to him also woke up one after another.
When he realized the situation he was in, the dwarf warrior on the wooden bed on the right side of Yi Qiu hammered the wooden bed underneath with some frustration.
His complexion looks a little bad, but of course it's not that easy to detect under the thick beard and brown rough skin.
Dwarves don't like the silence of humans or elves about their own opinions. They prefer to use thick voices to express their wishes.
His short height did not make him look weak. The stocky and bulging muscles and the heavy hammer in his hand made him look not to be trifled with.
Dwarves are a race that has a unique affection for hammers, and many dwarves prefer this weapon, which is too bulky in the eyes of humans.
"Benardo, stay close behind me - this battle will be difficult."
The dwarf warrior frowned and said to the guy with ferocious fangs who had just woken up on the wooden bed next to him, this is a half-orc.
The blood of the orcs and the blood of humans formed a delicate balance in his body. He was thinner than the orcs, but stronger than normal humans.
His skin looks a little pale, which is a symbol of his paternal bloodline, a branch of the orcs.
Except for his sharp and protruding fangs, his overall structure is more similar to humans.
Although the long war between dwarves and orcs has caused dwarves to distrust half-orcs, there are still half-orcs and dwarves who have formed a deep friendship.
However, due to the longer lifespan of dwarves than humans and orcs, this friendship often lasts for a long time.
"I really miss the days of fighting with your grandfather. He was such a strong guy."
"It's a pity that you didn't inherit his melee talent. Well, I mean you're also pretty good at throwing axes."
The dwarf warrior stood up from the wooden bed, then used the height of the wooden bed to pat the orc named Bennado and said.
The half-orc Banado has a special belt on his waist, which hangs some throwing knives, darts and double axes.
If Yi Qiu guessed correctly, he should be a master of hidden weapons. Of course, it is not ruled out that he might be a unique half-orc ranger.
Whatever exists in the vast multiverse should be no surprise.
It is worth mentioning that the relatively long life span makes the concept of time between dwarves and humans very different, or to be more precise, only humans have that urgent and rapid pace of life.
After a fierce battle, dwarf players often need to take a break for a year or more to spend time partying in taverns, blacksmithing, mining, etc.
However, beings like Yi Qiu who complete the number of copies provided by Zongwang are rare among humans.
"I'll keep an eye out, Todak."
What is more surprising is that the voice of Benardo, who inherited the ferocious face of an orc, does not sound strong, but has a feminine tone.
Yi Qiu stood up and noticed that on the innermost wooden bed, a woman exuding a wild and wild aura was quietly leaning on the wooden bed.
She didn't have much equipment on her body, just wearing a very simple coarse linen clothes.
But under the simple burlap clothes, what is shrouded is a body full of wild arcs.
Her muscles don't look very strong, but they show a very natural streamlined shape.
This is obviously not a muscle shape that can be cultivated simply through training. After all, the expansion of strength will lead to changes in body shape. It is obvious that there is some kind of special power surging in her body.
At this time, the dwarf warrior Todak noticed Yi Qiu's existence.
After Yi Qiu returned to the temple, he lost his state of freedom, so when he stood up from the wooden bed, a large six-armed creature with a height of 2.5 meters was naturally an existence that could not be ignored.
"Are you...the monk? Or the mad mage?"
The first moment he saw Yi Qiu, the dwarf warrior Todak's mind fell into a relatively confusing state.
After all, in his expectation, the remaining two players represented an absolutely unreliable frantic mage and a crispy monk who might be even more fragile than an orc.
No matter how you look at it now, Yi Qiu does not meet his definition of a crispy monk.
"Oh, damn it, Teku's ale is really of poor quality, it's making me feel a little confused..."
"Moradin's hammer! If you are bald, then you must be a monk!"
"I remember that your first role in the team was the attacker?!"
"This matching system should be put into the earth-fire furnace and hammered ten thousand times! Welcome, buddy! This is finally much more reliable than those guys with wooden sticks!"
"bump!"
The dwarf warrior Todak happily stood on tiptoes on the wooden bed and punched Yi Qiu!
The wooden bed he used as a stepping stone could not withstand the force that broke out between them, so the dwarf warrior sank directly into the wooden bed like a solid rock.
"Trust me, guys! This is a good start!"
The dwarf warrior hammered his chest and said without any concern. It could be seen that he was in a good mood.
"Star or moon, the power of chaos...well, I mean order is actually not bad."
On the other side, the Crazy Mage woke up from a coma. Her physique seemed a little weak, which may have something to do with her long-term exposure to the chaotic force.
The first moment she opened her eyes, she subconsciously muttered some strange words.
However, after turning her head and finding Yi Qiu watching her, she instantly smiled and changed her tone.
"A monk with a crimson danger mark! Damn, this is more of a headache than the last time I met that stupid paladin!"
"I remember that I used the Mantra to predict good luck in the future! Did I remember it wrong?"
The Crazy Mage kept smiling and complained crazily in his heart.
On her version 3.5 bioenergy level danger detector embedded in her retina, Yi Qiu represents absolutely dangerous crimson...