No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

Mu Zhixi never expected that this group of people would be so good at making up stories.

She only made a statement that fit the atmosphere of the environment, so why do these players look like they've been scared to tears?

However, the players' imaginations did not stop because of Mu Zhixi's doubts; on the contrary, they intensified.

This means that the passive skill of the elf lady in front of us has no triggering conditions at all!

She was terrified! Regardless of day or night, whether there was a moon in the sky or not, no matter where she was, even in the absolute void without any light, the shield above her head, which was so long that no end could be seen, was stacking up infinitely at a terrifying rate of 1% of her maximum health per second!

Transform your own "cognition" and "mental imagery" into real and true rules, so that your words become law and your thoughts become truth!

The players were completely speechless. They looked at the silver-haired girl bathed in an unknown light and felt as if they were facing a true god walking among mortals, having mistakenly entered the heavenly realm again.

Since arriving in this instance, they've said the phrase "accidentally trespassing into the Heavenly Realm" to death, but they still feel that this time... will definitely not be the last time!

Just then, a newly joined werewolf player, unaware of the situation, greedily scanned Eileen with his eyes, licked his lips, and spoke to his companion in a low voice.

"Forget about bright moon or dark moon, this is such a top-quality pureblood elf, if only we could capture it..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hand tightly covered his mouth.

It's that multi-headed monster disguised as a player.

"If you want to die, don't drag us down with you!" It struggled to suppress its murderous intent, squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth.

The werewolf player tried to struggle, but found that the opponent's strength was astonishing. He could even smell a strong stench of blood. Then, with a crack, he lost consciousness.

On the other side, Yuexi fell into deep thought, a rare occurrence for her.

If you scrutinize the details, you can also find something wrong with what Miss Eileen just said.

—"There is a bright moon."

And who this bright moon refers to is self-evident, isn't it?

She believed that apart from Number One, who was her own god, no one was more suitable to be called Mingyue.

"Let's go in." Yuexi's eyes were complicated, but she also knew that now was not the time to argue. After all, there were many cases where childhood sweethearts couldn't compare to those who came out of nowhere, and everything was still uncertain.

She didn't know Miss Eileen's background, nor what kind of past was buried here, but Yuexi knew that she had to accompany Miss Eileen on this journey.

At least this way, she can learn more about the Holy Land and even the past of the Goddess.

Seeing that her words had successfully silenced the crowd, Mu Zhixi nodded in satisfaction and began walking deeper into the village.

It's time to find a place to take a good rest.

Behind them, all the players, including the few dungeon guides with ulterior motives, followed closely behind, and no one dared to have any other thoughts.

The wolf player whose mouth was covered never reappeared in the team.

Did the other players really not notice that a big wolf was missing? Perhaps they did, but it was too late.

The "Strange Tales of the Rules: The Returnee" event has been triggered.

Rule 1: Those with ill intentions are not permitted entry.

The next second, under the gaze of "countless" eyes, the wolf player's body, like a sand sculpture weathered by the elements, dissipated inch by inch from his feet, without even being able to utter a scream.

Even though they had seen many horrific scenes, this extremely bizarre scene still sent chills down the spines of many battle-hardened elite players.

They subconsciously looked at the silver-haired girl walking at the front, and their sense of awe deepened even further.

Mu Zhixi, however, only felt some noise behind her and turned around impatiently to take a look.

This glance, however, was interpreted by the crowd as a silent warning.

"It seems that Your Majesty's old friends do not welcome guests with ulterior motives," a dungeon navigator murmured, his tone full of self-assurance.

The group walked through the quiet village path and came to an old stone well.

"Sister!" Ling Xi pointed to the edge of the stone well, where a blurry pattern seemed to be carved.

Yuexi stepped forward, brushed away the dust, and a fragmented emblem composed of crossed silver feathers appeared before everyone's eyes.

Although incomplete, its sacred and ancient aura was exactly the same as the holy emblem they had seen before.

The incomplete sacred emblem on the well's edge, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirred ripples in the players' hearts.

This place really is the ruins of the Holy Land!

Moreover, judging from the degree of weathering of this stone well, it has probably existed for tens of thousands of years.

Some players recalled the obscure characters on the ancient divine language note, and combined with the ancient village before them, a startling conjecture took shape in everyone's minds.

Could this be the former residence of Miss Eileen, or even that goddess?

All eyes fell on the silver-haired elf girl, trying to find a trace of emotion on her face.

However, Mu Zhixi only glanced at the emblem briefly before looking away.

Does this character panel have some kind of peculiar fetish? It's so poorly made! Is it because she created 100 sickly beauties in her past life? With such a frail body, when will she finally get the humanoid Tyrannosaurus she desires?!

All Mu Zhixi could think about right now was finding a clean place to sit down. The stamina of the body produced by the panel identity was really too poor. Ugh, what a swindler!

The various characters she created using faith points didn't have this problem, but when it came to the identity roles, whether it was the No. 1 Goddess, the No. 2 Eileen, or even when she experienced the No. 3 Sword Immortal, they all had this problem!

Although the idea of ​​a beautiful woman who turns the world upside down and causes strange phenomena when she waves her hand, but ends up being sickly and bleeding from the corner of her mouth after taking a few more steps is quite appealing, what she wants is to be both beautiful and strong!

On the other hand, the players realized they couldn't always bother the veterans, so they spontaneously split into small teams to explore suitable places to settle down.

The well rim looks quite clean and the width is just right, making it a nice place to rest.

So, under the complicated gazes of the crowd, the girl lightly leaped and landed steadily on the edge of the well, even swinging her fair legs comfortably.

This casual, even somewhat lazy, action was interpreted by players in countless ways.

"She...she wasn't surprised at all!"

"She knew all along that this was the ruins of the Holy Land, which is why she was so calm!"

"This isn't just calm, it's downright indifference, like...like we come home and aren't surprised by the paving stones in front of our house!"

The white-collar worker, disguised as a player, strangely pushed up his glasses again at just the right moment and analyzed in a low voice with a confident tone.

"I understand now. This village may be the place where Her Majesty the Goddess once lived."

"No wonder...no wonder those with ill intentions are eliminated by the rules!"