once upon a time, every death in arthur was just the number of lifestones on the character panel being reduced by one.
If they really used up all five of them, the moment their entire account was reduced to zero, many of them would be extremely heartbroken and even lose their appetite for a few days.
Some of them who were still angry even stopped playing the game and went their separate ways.
However, the wheels of life would still travel far away, and the tracks left behind were at best a part of life's experience, and time was enough to erase all scars.
No matter how important the game was, life still had to go on.
Until humans transmigrated.
At this moment, the fall of a body was no longer a change in numbers, but the loss of a fresh life!
