A bald man of standard human height, with a bare chest and a black cloak on his back.
On his lower body, a pair of brown trousers clung to his body, covering his vital parts.
Except for his rather conspicuous six arms and a few rings on them that look like magic props, there is nothing else very impressive about him.
Combined with his bald appearance, lack of weapons and almost no armor, we can basically determine that he is a warrior monk.
When he discovered that there were so many players in the shelter, he didn't seem surprised. Instead, he glanced around and walked down the shadow stairs.
However, some players with keen senses found that his eyes froze for a moment when he first looked at the player. Only players with sufficiently keen perception and dynamic dim vision can detect this situation.
And this discovery made some of them think deeply.
"A lone warrior monk?"
A cold voice came from the corner.
Although there was nothing wrong with the language, his tone did not sound so friendly, with a hint of sarcasm and provocation.
Just from a professional perspective, it is rare for a relationship to be inherently hostile.
Of course, this situation also exists, but it is more derived from the relationship between the camp and the gods.
But for individuals, it's not that easy to say.
Everyone turned their attention to the player who spoke. Judging from the eye-catching negative energy on his body, he should be a necromancer or other related advanced profession.
Although it is unknown which monk created a rift with him, there is no doubt that he directed his anger towards that monk to the entire group of monks.
The multiverse is full of wonders. This sentence does not only refer to things. Sometimes the incredible thinking patterns displayed by intelligent beings are quite surprising.
Yi Qiu touched his bald head, then turned to look at him. His eyes without any expression did not look very sharp, but they made the player feel a little frightened.
He immediately fell silent, completely ignoring the stunned eyes of the players around him.
Yi Qiu ignored them. When he saw the subtle and harmonious coexistence of these players emitting scarlet light in his detection camp's field of vision, he knew that there must be some rules in this place that he didn't know.
So he found an open space to stand, then clicked on the comprehensive network panel and looked at the Purgatory Moon Night Newcomer's Guide on the forum...
"A dangerous guy, but the strange thing is that he is not a believer in war..."
In the corner, Old Parker glanced at Yi Qiu warily, and then whispered to the Crow Man.
The scourge of war is one of the names of the tyrannical god Hextor in the mortal world. One of his incarnations is a human with six arms, and all of them are armed with weapons.
Some of the followers of Hex, the tyrannical god, are monks, so judging from the image of the opponent, it is possible that he is a favored person of the tyrannical god Hex or a chosen one.
But what surprised Old Pike was that the opponent did not seem to belong to the evil camp - although he did not have the ability to detect the camp, it did not mean that he would not check out the few paladin players among the players in the camp.
The eyes they looked at Yi Qiu were full of goodwill. After all, most of the players here were villains who they needed to deal with quickly.
Old Pike didn't quite understand the reason why these paladins participated in the Moonlit Night of Purgatory. Perhaps they were performing a special mission from the gods, or they were simply burning with the burning desire to punish the villains.
Forget it, Old Pike shook his head.
Adventurers who live long enough and have no ambitions will never get involved in the affairs between gods.
That not only represents danger, but may also bring unexpected troubles, but the rewards are often not the network-wide disaster coins or experience that adventurers love.
Who would choose to sacrifice their faith for a few magical weapons?
Unless it’s blessed with two layers of constant spells, it’s almost the same...
Old Parker thought this way, while taking a dull puff of dry tobacco, adding a strong flavor to the increasingly strange smell in the shelter due to the natural body odor of each race and the strong mixture of carbon dioxide.
And just after the Yaren listened to Old Pike's words and calmly marked Yi Qiu as a neutral dangerous unit on their auxiliary identification system, a line of prompts suddenly refreshed on the retinas of all players:
"Regional reminder: As night falls, the shelter escapes into the spirit world."
"Region Tip: The inner area of the shelter (accessed by the Shadow Staircase of the Lost Town) maintains full shelter capabilities, but players located there may be selected to participate in the evil spirit's lost dream at any time."
"Area Tip: The shadow stairs in the inner area of the shelter (spiritual world) can lead to the Lost Town (spiritual world)."
"PS: All areas of the Lost Town (spiritual world) are considered weakly protected areas. Monsters in the spiritual world will not be able to enter, but player killing restrictions are lifted."
In a daze, everyone heard the melodious bells, and then the next moment, the environment in the entire shelter completely changed to another look:
Originally, they were in an area similar to a huge basement, with nothing inside but thick dust.
But now, the place has become much brighter, with oil lamps of the same style hanging on the walls.
There is a faint smell in the air, which cannot be said to be fragrant or smelly.
Neatly arranged wooden barrels appeared on the ground, and each player's position seemed to have been adjusted to a certain extent. Their sight was blocked by the high piles of wooden barrels, and they could only hear the breathing around them and the shouts of some players.
to determine their location.
It may be that the light of the oil lamp is a little weak, or there may be other reasons.
Although the entire space became much brighter, it was still in a dim light.
Yi Qiu glanced around, he was somewhat familiar with this environment.
And according to the prompt information on the retina, there is no doubt that he is now in the spiritual world of this material world.
This does not mean that the environment in the spiritual world will definitely be accompanied by dim light, but the dim light in the spiritual world has its own special meaning and characteristics.
According to the speculations of some plane scholars (guohu), the spiritual world in a sense indicates the final stage of the material world.
As a symbol of the source of life in the plane, the sun gives people hints in its subtle form.
However, this statement is not recognized by the mainstream schools of thought, because this speculation greatly strengthens the role of the sun on the plane, and also strengthens the authority of the relevant gods in a sense.
Archmages can ignore the glory of gods, but scholars cannot.
Arcane knowledge has no boundaries, but eternal power lies above it...
At this moment, a message was refreshed on Yi Qiu's retina:
"Warning, you have been selected as a participant in the Evil Spirit's Lost Dream!"
However, before Yi Qiu could finish thinking, the next prompt message was refreshed on Yi Qiu's retina:
"Because the evil spirits refuse you to enter their kingdom, you have been marked by the evil spirits on the blacklist for related activities..."