A bald head of standard human height, with a bare chest and a black cape draped over its back.

On the lower half of his body, a pair of brown pants hugged his torso, covering vital parts.

Aside from his conspicuous six arms and a few rings that looked like magical props, there was nothing else very impressive.

Combined with his bald appearance, lack of weapons, and near-armorless state, it can basically be concluded that he is a warrior monk.

He didn't seem surprised to find out that there were so many players in the shelter, but instead glanced around and walked down the shadow staircase.

However, some perceptive players have noticed that his eyes freeze for a moment when he first looks at the player, which can only be detected by players with sufficient keen perception and dynamic dim vision.

And this discovery made some of them think.

"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.

In terms of occupation alone, it is rare for an inherently hostile relationship to occur.

Of course, this is also the case, but it is more a result of the relationship between the faction and the gods.

But for individuals, it's not so easy to say.

All eyes were on the player who was speaking, and judging by the eye-catching negative energy in him, he should be a necromancer or some other related advanced class.

Although he didn't know which warrior monk had a gap with him, there was no doubt that he took his anger towards that warrior monk on the entire warrior monk group.

The multiverse is full of wonders, and this phrase does not only refer to things, but sometimes the unbelievable thinking patterns of intelligent beings are quite amazing.

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

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

Yi Qiu didn't pay any attention to it, and when he saw the subtle harmony of these players who radiated a 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, and then clicked on the panel to look at the newcomer guide to Purgatory Moonlit Night on the forum before......

"A dangerous fellow, but strangely he's not a believer in the scourge of war......"

In the corner, Old Pike glanced at Yi Qiu with some wariness, and then whispered to the Raven Man.

The scourge of war is one of the mortal names of the tyrannical god Hexstowe, and one of his incarnations is a human with six arms, all armed with weapons.

Some of the followers of the tyrannical god Hex belong to the warrior monks, so it is possible that the image of the other party belongs to the god of tyranny Hex, or the elect.

But to Old Pike's surprise, he didn't seem to belong to the evil camp - although he didn't have the ability to detect the faction, it didn't mean that he wouldn't go to see the few Paladin players in the camp.

Their eyes looking at Yi Qiu were full of kindness, after all, most of the players here now belonged to the villains they needed to deal with quickly.

Old Pike didn't quite understand the reason why these paladins participated in the Purgatory Moonlit Night, maybe it was to carry out some special mission of the gods, or simply to punish the evil people whose hearts were burning.

Whatever he wants, old Pike shook his head.

Adventurers who have lived long enough and have no ambition will never get involved in the between the gods.

Not only does that represent danger, but it can also lead to unexpected trouble, but the reward is often not the comprehensive disaster coins or experiences that adventurers love.

Who would choose to sacrifice their faith for a few magic weapons?

Unless it's blessed with two stacks of constant spells, it's pretty much the same......

Old Pike thought so as he took a sullen puff of dry smoke, adding a strong spice to the spices of the sanctuary, which were becoming increasingly strange by the innate body odor of the various races and the strong mixture of carbon dioxide.

And just after listening to Old Pike's words, the Raven Man quietly marked Yi Qiu as a neutral dangerous unit on his auxiliary identification system, a new line of prompts suddenly refreshed on the retinas of all players:

"Regional Tip: As night falls, the sanctuary retreats into the spirit realm."

"Area Hint: The inner area of the Sanctuary (to which the Maze Shadow Staircase leads) maintains full shelter capacity, but players located in it may be selected to participate in the Lost Dreams of the Evil Spirit at any time."

"Area Tip: The Shadow Staircase in the inner area of the Sanctuary (Spirit Realm) leads to the Maze (Spirit Realm)."

"PS: All areas of the Maze (Spirit Realm) are considered weak shelter areas, and Spirit Monsters will not be able to enter, but the player kill limit will be lifted."

In a trance, everyone heard the melodious sound of the bell, and then in the next moment, the environment in the entire shelter completely switched to a different appearance:

Originally, they were in an area that resembled a huge basement, with nothing but heavy dust.

Now, it's much brighter, and the walls are covered with oil lamps of the same pattern.

There was a faint smell in the air, and I couldn't tell if it was fragrant or smelly.

Barrels appeared on the ground, and each player's position seemed to have been adjusted, and their view was obstructed by the piled up of tall barrels, and they could only tell their position by the sound of breathing around them and the shouts of some players.

Maybe it's a little faint from the oil lamp, or maybe it's something else.

The whole space has become much brighter, but it is still in a dim light.

Yi Qiu glanced around, he was somewhat familiar with this environment.

And according to the information on the retina, there is no doubt that he is now in the spiritual realm of this material world.

It is not that the environment of the spiritual world will necessarily be accompanied by a dim light, but the dim light of the spiritual world has its own special meaning and characteristics in it.

According to the speculation of some plane scholars, the spiritual realm is in a sense the final stage of the physical realm.

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

However, this theory is not accepted by the mainstream schools, because this speculation greatly strengthens the role of the sun on the plane and, in a sense, the authority of the gods involved.

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

Arcane knowledge knows no bounds, but eternal power is even greater than that......

And at this time, Yi Qiu's retina refreshed a prompt message:

"Warning, you've been chosen as a Lost Dream participant for evil spirits!"

However, before Yi Qiu could finish thinking, the next prompt refreshed on Yi Qiu's retina:

"Because the evil spirits have denied you access to their realm, you have been marked by the evil spirits as a blacklist for related activities......"