It was an ordinary-looking town, with low houses and a mix of dung and muddy paths, with the occasional neighing of bad horses and the noisy cries and cacophony of hawkers and cacophony in the narrow alleys between the houses.

However, several players standing outside the town hesitated, as they heard the sounds inside the town, but failed to see a single villager.

It was as if this noisy town was just a phantom, an unknown existence with a blank shell.

They didn't dare to break in, but they couldn't leave there.

Because the natural disaster in this area is coming soon, the air begins to smell faintly sour.

Some experienced players know that this is a prelude to the Acid Rain of the Calamity, and in less than a few hours, the rain will flood the surrounding area for hundreds of miles.

In just a few hours, very few people were able to leave.

In addition, the weather in other areas is also more severe, and there are often several natural disasters in succession during the purgatory moonlit nights.

So the normal operation is to seek shelter.

It's just that the shelter of the moonlit night of purgatory is not a simple shelter, it often has some strange characteristics.

In a sense, shelters are also a special kind of calamity.

However, its danger requires certain conditions to be met before it can be triggered, and it is not as ruthless as a scourge of God.

"Old Pike, do you know what type of shelter this is?"

A raven man looked at the old human man next to him and asked, it was quite familiar with the other party.

Although it is not good enough to be able to fight side by side, there is no problem with normal communication.

The Raven are a branch of the Orcs, often active in the highlands and mountains in the form of group tribes, and are a neutral race.

There are some relatively open Raven people who form trade relations with local human villages and towns, but this fragile relationship is often stalled by the death of the Raven people who maintain communication between the two.

The average lifespan of the Raven is 30-50 years, and some of their members are born with severe defects due to their sinful ancestral bloodline, which affects the lifespan of the Raven to some extent.

It is worth mentioning that because of their certain quirks for corpses, some deities are disgusted and even hostile to them.

This Raven Man is employed by Stormclaw, an advanced class for the Winged Man.

"It may be a prank by some wilderness elves, but because of the influence of purgatory, I can't say ......"

Old Pike said with a frown as he looked at the town in front of him, which was getting more and more weird.

He was a veteran of the Moonlit Night in Purgatory, but his understanding was still too shallow for a small plane.

But it didn't matter, Old Pike quietly clenched the sword at his waist.

He was a warrior and has been alone so far.

Weapons are his most faithful companions, and they are the ones he relies on to defeat his enemies.

It was a steel longsword permanently enchanted with a faint light attribute, and it was one of the most valuable belongings in his body.

When he was younger, he was known for his strength, and he was good at wielding a pair of hammers, and he was completely unafraid of the orcs against hammers.

But time is not forgiving, and now that he is old, his strength is beginning to decline.

He picked up the old longsword that had been abandoned in the cabinet and began to follow the school of swordsmanship that he had found bells and whistles in his youth.

At this time, some players came to the front of the town one after another.

Because of the bloody system of the Moonlit Night in Purgatory, they are all wary of each other.

And because of the hatred between races and religions of some players, the atmosphere in front of the entire town began to become restless and dangerous.

Finally, a player couldn't hold it back, and then gritted his teeth and walked in first.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes focused on him, and the scene became quiet for a while.

The player's face twitched, and he continued inside.

The mud beneath your feet and the stench in the air were so real, but the noise was an eerie contrast to the empty sight of the town.

As he cautiously followed the streets of the town deeper into it, after sparing a winding and gloomy street entrance, a stone tablet engraved with the image of a white dove symbolizing the shelter appeared before him.

Behind the stele, in the center of the original village square, an ancient and dilapidated staircase gradually descends into the deep and unobservable underground......

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"Regional Warning: Level 1 Severe Environment Acid Rain is Encroaching on the Area."

"Drain ......"

The sour rain was falling from the dense lead clouds, and things on the surface made a tooth-sour sound in the strong sour rain.

Yi Qiu rode the wind and the billowing black fog quickly, and at this time, his retina kept refreshing the prompt information of the bad environment verification.

This level of acidic rain was no threat to him, and the spell resistance provided by Vajra Soul made him immune to the corrosive effects of these acid rains.

However, in the case of being attacked, it is necessary to consume qi to maintain the vajra soul, after all, the vajra soul is an ability derived from qi, and its root is the energy provided by qi.

With Yi Qiu's persistent meditation practice, his total qi has reached 168 points.

And there is bamboo leaf tea, but I don't worry much about the battery life of the gas.

It's just that in this case, he did not have a goal that was able to hunt.

Under the threat of acid rain, which is full of threats to ordinary living beings, there is not a single living creature in sight on the entire earth.

Rather, there were some unintelligent ghosts, skeletons, and other undead creatures roaming the barren land, and from time to time there was a cacophony of corrosion.

And at this time, through the continuous rain curtain, Yi Qiu found a small town located in the wilderness in the distance.

Yi Qiu wiped the acid rain from his face, and then rode the evil wind and fell towards that side.

The altitude at which he was flying at this time was under that layer of clouds filled with all kinds of chaotic elements, Yi Qiu had tried to fly in before, but was forced back by the continuous elemental blows.

The weakest elemental strikes in it are all weak elemental damage, and some can even reach the standard of three-ring spells.

And these elemental tribals are not all at once, but continuously, triggered at a very high frequency.

Even with Yi Qiu's current situation, he didn't dare to go deep into it.

Moreover, with the ability to clear calamity, Yi Qiu could sense that his core area was in a deadly enough danger.

As Yi Qiu flew over the town, a stagnant power suddenly appeared in his body.

Then, with a strong domain force, the evil wind under his feet was suddenly dispersed, and then he smashed down hard!

"Bump!!"

Yi Qiu slammed into a building, and his steel-like body pierced through the entire building like a meteorite, and then embedded deep into the ground!