It was mid-seventh month of the lunar calendar, the Zhongyuan Festival.
It was a traditional festival in the Dragon Kingdom, also known as the ghost Festival.
When the day arrived, the players discovered that the decorations of hell had changed greatly.
The buildings in the city were lit up with dancing green ghostly fire, and yellow nether paper was falling from the sky. The dark clouds in the sky were low, and the cold wind whistled. From time to time, resentful sighs and murmurs could be heard. The atmosphere became extremely strange and terrifying.
Of course, other than a few timid players, most of the players were already completely immune to this.
After all, their courage had been completely tempered in the war. They were all iron-blooded Warriors who had experienced war.
From the players 'point of view, even if a real ghost appeared, it would be able to empty its health bar.
