The man was wearing a dark brown aristocratic suit that looked quite elaborate, and the subtle patterns on the clothes alone showed how much effort had been put into it.
After all, the World of Disorder is a world without industrialization. Excluding the influence of magic or Psionic Energy, the complex patterns on the clothes that change with the angle of light might really have been sewn on stitch by stitch.
His posture, fixed in the crystal, looked quite strange.
This person's current posture is like being elbowed while performing a fadeaway jump shot; his arms are outstretched and his body is tilted backward. If all the crystals disappear, he will crash heavily to the ground in the next moment.
A mature and handsome face, elaborate and luxurious clothing, and a slightly disheveled posture...
"Could this guy be the groom who ran away from some wedding?"
He muttered to himself, "[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ]" and suddenly became interested in the other two figures as well.
After all, "Closers Number One " looks so disheveled. If "Closers Number Two " and "Closers Number Three " are also in such a state, then it can be preliminarily determined that the three of them are companions.
If the remaining two appear fierce and menacing, it can be preliminarily determined that the three belong to different camps.
This tactic has proven incredibly effective for [ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ]. The sophistication of the game in the World of Disorder far surpasses that of ordinary games, and often it's possible to make an initial judgment about someone simply through their micro-expressions and tone of voice.
Thinking of this, the half-dragon immediately scanned his surroundings to find the location of the remaining two large crystals, only to discover a new situation:
Although from below the three crystals appear to point in opposite directions, upon closer inspection from above, it becomes clear that they are roughly arranged in a straight line, with only the angle of distortion in the middle being slightly larger.
Caught in the middle was the "runaway noblewoman" he had just seen.
By this time, the other players had also climbed up, but their priorities were quite different.
The Ice Cream Scoop siblings quickly arrived at the large crystal closest to the "Runaway Aristocrat," pointing and gesturing at the figures within.
Meanwhile, [ Shit Appraisal Master ] and [ Good Times Don't Last n't Last Long] pulled out small iron hammers from somewhere and began what was ostensibly sampling but was actually illegal excavation.
The remaining group surrounded the last crystal that sealed the human figure.
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] He looked around and finally decided to check the situation at the crystal that was closest to him first.
When they were two or three steps away from the crystal, the half-dragon began to have some guesses in his mind.
Upon getting closer, he finally confirmed his guess—the sealed being inside the crystal seemed to be a woman, and one who looked quite formidable at first glance.
She wore a smart grey combat coat with a short cape over it, but her style of dress was completely different from that of the three factions that inherited the kingdom ( Theocracy, Eternal Domain, and Graycast Corridor ).
This outfit seems to have abandoned all unnecessary embellishments; everything in its design is geared towards providing greater assistance during combat.
The hood covered her face, but not completely concealed her fair-gold hair. In her hands, she held a short sword engraved with runes, one in a forward-facing position and the other in a reverse-facing position.
The person frozen in this pose seems to possess far more grace than the disheveled "runaway aristocrat."
The Number Two sealed being is currently upside down, with his slightly slender right leg bent as if he is using the invisible wall of air for leverage. He is almost like a crossbow bolt ready to be released.
With this single stomp, her entire body would be propelled forward at astonishing speed, heading straight for the enemy's vital points.
And her target...
The half-dragon moved to the back of the second crystal pillar and looked towards the middle crystal pillar, where everything became clear.
She aimed for the "runaway nobleman's" back, but for some reason, she was interrupted by an external force and was ultimately frozen in that moment, sealed inside the crystal.
Just as the half-dragon was imagining the scenario, several exclamations suddenly came from the other end of the crystal cluster:
"Holy crap, that's so handsome!"
The half-dragon was naturally not going to miss such a spectacle, so it used its high defense to quickly run past the cluster of small crystals and arrived at the other end of the lotus-shaped crystal cluster.
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ], [ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ], and a group of others have gathered around the crystal, completely encircling it as if it contained some rare treasure.
From a distance, the half-dragon man only felt that the person inside the crystal resembled a ghost draped in a bed sheet from a comedy horror movie, giving off an elusive and unpredictable feeling.
Only when he got closer did he finally see the appearance and condition of the last sealed person.
It was a young man, around twenty years old, with jet-black hair and sharp eyes. The ghostly figure that appeared somewhat elusive from afar was actually a thick robe he was wearing.
The robe seemed to be imbued with some kind of Psionic Energy Formula, and even in its current sealed state, it could still continuously etherealize and solidify to a certain extent, which is why he saw the effect from a distance.
And the weapon in the young man's hand was even more extraordinary—it was a strangely styled... staff.
The staff, standing more than half a person's height, was entirely pale white, with unusual wavy patterns along its edges. A yellow gem, roughly the size of a human head, floated at the tip, with several pale components, similar in color to the staff, suspended around its edge.
Although they were currently isolated by the crystal, the half-dragon could still faintly smell the blood aura.
Is this a good person?
He couldn't help but mutter to himself.
The [ Shit Appraisal Master ] on the side heard this and turned around, saying:
Which one are you referring to?
The half-dragon pointed upwards:
"Of course, it's this one."
"Doesn't seem like it."
As he spoke, the " Shit Appraisal Master " pointed to the other two crystals:
"So, are these two similar?"
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] agreed, saying that whether it was the "runaway noblewoman" or the "female assassin" or the last seemingly sinister mage, none of them seemed like good people.
The frozen battle scene looked like three mad dogs tearing at each other, making it difficult to choose sides.
Fortunately, these guys are currently sealed away, and their fate is unknown and cannot be determined.
Thinking this to himself, [ with Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] he suddenly heard a crisp cracking sound.
That was the sound of crystal shattering, but it didn't come from beneath my feet.
Upon closer examination, he was astonished to discover that the sound did not have only one source.
Using his superior senses as a half-dragon, [ with Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] noticed that a clear crack had appeared on the top of each of the three human-shaped crystals.