The Bald Monk in the City

Chapter 487 The Blacklist of Evil Spirits (One more update!)

A bald head of standard human height, with a bare chest and a black cloak behind his back.

On the lower body, a pair of brown pants cling to his body, covering his vital parts.

Except for his rather conspicuous six arms and the rings on them that look like magic props, there is nothing else that stands out.

Combined with his bald appearance, no weapons, and almost no armor, it can basically be determined that he is a monk.

When he found so many players in the shelter, he didn't seem surprised, but walked down the shadow stairs after scanning around.

However, some sensitive players found that his eyes froze for a moment when he first looked at the player. Only players with sufficiently keen perception and dynamic low-light vision can detect this situation.

And this discovery made some of them think about it.

A lone 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.

In terms of occupation alone, there are very few naturally hostile relationships.

Of course, this situation also exists, but it is more derived from the relationship between the camp and the gods.

But personally, it's not so easy to say.

Everyone turned their attention to the player who spoke. Judging from the eye-popping negative energy on him, he should be a necromancer or other related advanced professions.

Although it is not known which monk created a gap with him, there is no doubt that he transferred his anger towards that monk to the entire monk group.

There are many wonders in the multiverse. This sentence does not only refer to things. Sometimes the incredible thinking patterns shown by intelligent creatures are quite amazing.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, then turned to look at him, his eyes without any expression fluctuations didn't look very sharp, but it made the player tremble slightly.

He immediately kept silent, completely ignoring the stunned eyes of the players around him.

Yi Qiu didn't pay any attention to it anymore. When he saw these players exuding scarlet light subtly and harmoniously coexisting in his detection camp, he knew that there must be some rules in this place that he didn't know.

So he found an open space to stand, and then clicked on the integrated network panel to look at the Purgatory Moonlight Newcomer Guide on the forum before...

A dangerous guy, but the strange thing is that he is not a believer in war disaster...

In the corner, old Pike glanced at Yi Qiu warily, then whispered to the Yaman.

The scourge of war is one of the names and taboos of Hextor, the god of tyranny in the mortal world. One of his incarnations is a human being with six arms, and all of them hold weapons.

Some of the followers of the God of Tyranny Hex belong to monks, so judging from the image of the other party, it is possible that they belong to the God of Tyranny Hex or the chosen ones.

But what surprised Old Pike was that the opponent didn't seem to belong to the evil camp - although he didn't have the ability to detect the camp, it didn't mean he wouldn't look at the rare paladin players in the camp.

They looked at Yi Qiu with kindness, after all, most of the players here are villains they need to deal with quickly.

Old Pike didn't quite understand the reason why these paladins participated in Purgatory Moon Night. Perhaps it was to perform a special mission of the gods, or simply because their hearts were burning to punish the villains.

Let him go, old Pike shook his head.

Adventurers who have lived long enough and have no ambitions will never participate in the mess between the gods.

That not only represents danger, but may also bring unexpected troubles, but the rewards are often not the comprehensive network disaster coins or experience that adventurers love.

Who would choose to give up their faith for a few magical weapons?

Unless there are two layers of constant spells on it, it's almost the same...

Old Pike generally thought this way, while taking a dull puff of dry tobacco, adding a strong seasoning to the smell in the shelter that became increasingly strange due to the mixture of the natural body odor of various races and the strong carbon dioxide.

And just after the Raven Man listened to old Pike's words and calmly marked Yi Qiu as a neutral and dangerous unit on his auxiliary identification system, a line of prompts was suddenly refreshed on the retinas of all players:

Area reminder: As night falls, the shelter escapes into the spirit world.

Area reminder: The inner area of ​​the shelter (towards the shadowy stairs in the maze) maintains full shelter capacity, but players located there may be selected to participate in the lost dream of the evil spirit at any time.

Region hint: From the shadow stairs in the inner area of ​​the shelter (spirit world state), you can lead to the labyrinth (spirit world).

ps: All areas of the maze (spiritual world) are considered weak sanctuary areas, and monsters from the spiritual world will not be able to enter, but the player's killing restrictions will be lifted.

In a daze, everyone heard the melodious bell, and the next moment, the environment in the entire shelter completely switched to another appearance:

Originally, they were in an area similar to a huge basement, with nothing in it except thick dust.

But now, it became much brighter here, and the same style of oil lamps were hung on the walls.

There was a faint smell in the air, neither sweet nor stinky.

And there are neatly placed wooden barrels on the ground, and the position of each player seems to have been adjusted to a certain extent. They are obstructed by the piled up wooden barrels, and they can only hear from the surrounding breathing and the shouting of some players. to judge their position.

It may be that the light of the oil lamp is a little weak, or other reasons.

Although the whole space has become much brighter, it is still in a kind of 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.

It is not to say that the environment of the spirit world must be accompanied by dim light, but the dim light of the spirit world has its special meaning and characteristics in it.

According to the speculation of some plane scholars (mouth beard), the spirit world in a sense indicates the final stage of the material world.

And the sun, which symbolizes the life source of the plane, gives people hints in its subtle form.

However, this statement is not recognized by mainstream schools of thought, because this speculation greatly strengthens the role of the sun on the plane, and also strengthens the authority of related gods in a sense.

Archmages can ignore the splendor of gods, but scholars cannot.

Arcane knowledge knows no bounds, but eternal power lies beyond it...

And at this moment, a reminder message 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 finished thinking, the next prompt message was refreshed on Yi Qiu's retina:

Because the evil spirits refuse you to enter their kingdom, you are marked as blacklisted by the evil spirits for related activities...