Most war-type instances demand extremely high hard power from players.
The difficulty for players to survive in these types of instances is generally high.
Those instances that were slightly easier to clear and less dangerous have mostly been conquered by local players.
"Interesting! Truly interesting!"
Hermes's lips curled into a slight smile; his interest had been piqued.
Although they were called instances, Hermes could tell that the degree of player freedom was astonishingly high.
For example, in the Yellow Turban Rebellion instance, even if you completely ignore the Yellow Turban faction and the Great Han faction, and insist on starting your own movement, raising a rebel army, fighting through the instance world, and becoming the emperor yourself, it is entirely possible.
As long as you leave the instance alive, you will receive the most basic reward.
Of course, achieving high-ranking rewards requires players to be capable of stirring up trouble and creating chaos.
Hermes pondered slightly.
Besides the war-type instances, there are actually quite a few other types.
For example, [Blizzard Mountain Villa], [Black Pearl Ship Battle Royale], [Desert Island Survival: Jurassic Era], [Snow White: Dark Edition]... a large selection of various instances are available for choosing.
However, after thinking for a moment, Hermes temporarily gave up on them.
There was no other reason.
These instances were too small; he probably wouldn't be able to farm much legend.
"Selecting Instance - [Yellow Turban Rebellion]!"
The reason for choosing it was simple.
The setting of this instance was grand enough.
If he could conquer it, he should be able to form an entirely new persona.
For instance, joining the Yellow Turban faction would likely allow him to generate personas like [Ancestor of the Great Peace Dao] or [Yellow Heaven].
And if he chose to establish his own foundation, quell the chaotic era, and rebuild a unified empire, he might be able to adopt personas such as [Human King], [Human Sovereign], or [Emperor].
Hermes felt that having only the single persona of Primordial Great Heavenly Venerate was indeed a bit too weak.
Among the myriad heavens and worlds, which powerful being doesn't possess hundreds or thousands of personas?
Sometimes, having enough personas can also reflect the profound heritage of a powerful being.
[Instance - Yellow Turban Rebellion selected, 1000 points deducted, player account generating...]
[Character model established, player please begin formal entry...]
[Player has completed registration process, currently logging into instance...]
[Please note, the current erosion level of this instance is 18.9%. Any action by a player that results in failure to clear the instance may cause the instance's erosion level to rise. When the erosion level reaches 100%, the instance will begin merging with the real world.]
[Instance login successful. Wishing the player a pleasant instance experience.]
A strong, rustic smell filled his nostrils.
Hermes... No, upon entering the Yellow Turban Rebellion instance, a place representing pure Oriental civilization, it was better to call him Su Mo.
Su Mo felt his head ringing, a sensation he hadn't experienced in a long time.
Feeling a sense of novelty, Su Mo took a deep breath and pushed himself up from the ground.
At this moment, his face was covered in dirt.
After tidying up slightly, he looked at the inky black hair draped over his body, a sight he hadn't seen in ages.
He immediately tore off a piece of straw rope and tied up his loose hair, revealing an incomparably handsome and noble face.
If anyone were to see Su Mo at this moment, they would be astonished to find that this handsome man, despite being dressed in coarse linen clothes, possessed a grace and beauty in every movement that surpassed even the most noble young masters of aristocratic families.
It must be said that even if he was only left with the physique of a mortal, his personal appearance and temperament would not change or weaken significantly.
At this moment, a strong smell of blood wafted from afar.
Su Mo frowned and began to lightly scout the surroundings.
Soon, a blood-soaked corpse, a stocky middle-aged man, came into view.
Judging by his attire, he was a very ordinary farmer, but he wore a yellow cloth on his head and held a wooden spear that looked quite decent.
Just then, successive screams rang out in the distance.
Looking up, a somewhat hunched farm woman was skewered by a spear, leaving a hole through her heart.
A person who looked like a soldier fiercely kicked the dead farm woman aside, then, with an indifferent expression, stabbed another farmer with a backhand thrust of his spear, killing him instantly.
In a flash, Su Mo connected all the information he had observed and quickly reached a conclusion.
A Yellow Turban soldier, either fleeing desperately or intentionally driven there, entered this village, and what followed was... a massacre!
Those soldiers immediately began indiscriminately slaughtering the villagers of the entire settlement!
Later, the military report would state: X year, X month, X day, our side killed XXX Yellow Turban bandits... The practice of killing innocent people and claiming military merit was all too common in such chaotic times.
Su Mo's expression subtly shifted. Without hesitation, he grabbed the spear in his hand.
If he were eliminated by a few minor soldiers right at the start of the instance, people would laugh at him for hundreds of years.
Although he could ignore his frail physical body and crush the sky and suppress the world with just a sliver of his will, since the host had set the rules of the game, he had to abide by them properly.
Of course, before that, giving himself a small talent boost was perfectly normal.
A small cheat doesn't count as cheating.
He called this his innate talent.
How could a talent that everyone should possess be considered cheating?
Deep Blue, give me a boost... Wait, wrong setting.
Su Mo estimated that the group carrying out the massacre in this small village consisted of at least ten people.
Among them was an officer character clad in armor, who looked quite formidable.
To break the deadlock, he still needed a small boost.
"There's still one fish that slipped the net over there!"
The man dressed as an officer had bloodshot, frenzied eyes from the killing. After sweeping his gaze around, he ordered, "San Niu, go kill him!"
Immediately, a sturdy man with a grim expression turned and headed toward Su Mo.
He weighed the spear in his hand, his eyes narrowing slightly. His footsteps quickened; he planned to get closer and then cleanly kill him with a spear throw.
"High-Dimensional Perspective!"
Su Mo focused his mind slightly, his consciousness elevating, allowing him to overlook the low-dimensional spacetime from a High-Dimensional Perspective.
In this state, the entire village, with a complete 360-degree view, was directly visible in his eyes.
Every character designated as an enemy was assigned a thread of sight, and their every move was subjected to analysis.
All their actions within the next ten seconds were completely visible in Su Mo's eyes.
Furthermore.
He even discovered several characters suspected of being [Players], who were currently hiding nervously in the secluded corners of the village.
What?
Are you saying this is a map hack?
A small cheat doesn't count as cheating; this is just an ordinary talent!
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