Chapter 371 The Meeting in the Tent (One More!)

Chapter 371 The meeting in the tent (one more!)

"Woo..."

After Yi Qiu recovered from the sense of space disorder caused by the teleportation, a rush and melodious sound of the trombone pierced the silence of the sky sharply.

Immediately, the sound of horns one after another filled the world.

There was a slight vibration on the ground, as if some giant creature was moving, and there was the sound of soldiers shouting loudly not far away.

The air was filled with a tense and oppressive 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 dark red.

At this time, Yi Qiu and the others were in a place similar to a tent in a military camp, and he and the temporary teammates he matched were lying on wooden beds.

Perhaps because of his keen sense of smell or perception, Yi Qiu could smell the faint smell of blood and a rotten breath of death carried by the wooden bed below him.

"Damn it! 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 under it somewhat depressedly.

His complexion didn't look very good, of course it wasn't so easy to detect under the thick beard and rough brown skin.

Dwarves don't like the silence of humans or elves about their self-concept very much. They prefer to express their wishes with a thick voice.

His short stature didn't make him look weak, but his stocky and hunched muscles and the heavy hammer he held in his hand made him look less aggressive.

Dwarves are a race that has a unique feeling for hammers, and many dwarves prefer this kind of weapon that is too bulky for humans.

"Bannardo, follow me - this fight will be tough."

The dwarf warrior frowned and said to the guy with ferocious fangs who just woke up on the wooden bed next to him, this is a half-orc.

The blood of the orc and the blood of the human formed a delicate balance in his body. He was thinner than the orc, but stronger than a normal human.

His skin was pale, a sign of a certain branch of his paternal blood, the Orcs.

Apart from his sharp and protruding fangs, his overall structure is more similar to that of a human.

Although the long war between dwarves and orcs 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, such friendships tend to last for a long time.

"I miss fighting with your grandfather, he was such a strong guy."

"It's a pity that you didn't inherit his melee talent in this area. Well, I mean, your throwing ax is also good."

The dwarf warrior stood up from the plank bed, then patted the half-orc named Bennardo by the height of the plank bed and said.

The half-orc Bannardo has a special belt on his waist, on which are hung some throwing knives, darts and double axes.

If Yi Qiu's guess is correct, he should be a master of hidden weapons. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he may be a relatively unique half-orc ranger.

For the vast multiverse, it shouldn't be a surprise that whatever exists.

It is worth mentioning that the relatively long lifespan makes the concept of time of dwarves and humans very different, or more precisely, only humans have that urgent and hasty rhythm of life.

After a fierce battle, dwarf players often need to rest for a year or more to revel in taverns or blacksmithing or mining.

However, like Yi Qiu, there are not many existences among human beings who have used the number of dungeons given by Zongwang to be almost the same.

"I'll be watching, Todak."

What is more surprising is that the voice of Banaldo, who has inherited the ferocious face of the orc, does not appear thick, but has a feminine taste.

Yi Qiu stood up, and he noticed that on the innermost wooden bed, a woman exuding a wild and wild atmosphere was quietly leaning halfway on the wooden bed.

She didn't have much equipment on her body, she was just wearing a very simple sackcloth.

But under the simple sackcloth, what is shrouded is a body full of wild arcs.

Her muscles don't look very stocky, but they show a very natural streamlined shape.

This is obviously not a muscle shape that can be cultivated simply by training. After all, the expansion of strength will lead to changes in body shape. Obviously, there is a special kind of strength surging in her body.

And at this moment, the dwarf warrior Todak noticed Yi Qiu's existence.

After Yi Qiu returned to the temple, he lost the state of freedom of size, so when he stood up from the wooden bed, a large six-armed creature with a height of 2 meters 5 naturally could not be ignored.

"Are you... the monk? Or the mad mage?"

The moment he saw Yi Qiu, the dwarf warrior Todak's mind fell into a rather chaotic state.

After all, in his expectation, the remaining two players represented an absolutely unreliable mad mage and a crispy monk who might be even more fragile than a half-orc.

No matter how you look at it now, Yi Qiu doesn't fit the definition of a crispy monk in his mind.

"Oh, damn it, Teku's ale is so bad, it's making me dizzy..."

"Hammer of Moradin! You're bald, so you must be a monk!"

"I remember that your number one role in the team is the Assaulter?!"

"This matchmaking system should be hammered 10,000 times in the ground fire furnace! Welcome, buddy! This is much more reliable than those guys with wooden sticks!"

"bump!"

Dwarf warrior Todak happily stood on tiptoe on the plank bed and punched Yi Qiu!

And the wooden bed that he used as a stepping stone couldn't bear the explosive force between them at all, so the dwarf warrior sank directly into the wooden bed like a stubborn stone.

"Trust me guys! This is off to a good start!"

The dwarf warrior hammered his chest and said without hesitation, it could be seen that he was in a good mood.

"Star or moon, the power of chaos... Well, I mean order is actually pretty good."

On the other side, the frenzied mage woke up from a coma. Her physique seemed a little weak, which might have something to do with her long-term exposure to that chaotic force.

When she opened her eyes for the first moment, she subconsciously muttered some strange words.

But after turning her head to find Yi Qiu who was watching her, she smiled and changed her tone instantly.

"A monk with a crimson danger mark! Damn, this is worse than the last time I met that stupid paladin!"

"I remember using the Reckless Curse to predict good luck in the future! Did I remember wrong?"

While maintaining a smile, the frenzied mage complained frantically in his heart.

On the version 3.5 bio-energy level hazard detector embedded in her retina, what Yi Qiu represents is the absolutely dangerous crimson...