The assassin's three teammates followed closely behind and entered the stone room. They looked at Mo Bei and the other three with doubts on their faces.
After showing each other the credentials of Lu Gaoyin's adventure team, both parties completely let down their guard.
"You...killed Duriel?"
The opponent's captain, Assassin Bulat, looked around and asked an obvious question, which showed that he was still feeling depressed and unwilling.
There's nothing you can do about it. The boss is defeated by other teams first. As long as it's not vicious competition, no one has anything to say. Just wait around here for a while.
But he really couldn't figure it out. They came here after clearing countless monsters. These three couldn't have been waiting here for Duriel's projection to be reborn.
After getting an affirmative answer, he felt even more anxious. He walked closer to Mo Bei and took out a cigarette as thick as a finger. It looked like a cigar, but slightly rough, and then he smiled with a smile on his face. He handed it to Mo Bei with interest.
"Come on, try it. It is said that the tobacco leaves come from Kurast. It tastes great!"
Mo Bei was dumbfounded by Bratt's actions. Is this the case in the emotional world?
It's just that he didn't smoke much before, and no one handed him a cigarette so politely, so he was still a little used to it, but he didn't refuse unkindly and reached out to take the dark brown cigarette.
The four other people are all men, and they all have similar odors. The other three smiled at Milor and Perona, then gathered around and took out their own cigarettes or pipes.
They also fought all the way in. Not long after the battle ended, although they repaired a lot outside, the boss was killed. It was better to take a few puffs and relax.
Milor pursed her lips helplessly when she saw this, but she didn't feel it was any hindrance. Her father often smoked a few puffs after finishing farm work, so she looked quite friendly.
"Let's go out, the air here is not very good." Mo Bei pointed outside and said.
He felt that smoking here was just like those classmates in high school who hid in the toilet and smoked. The taste was a bit strong.
The four of them were reminded by him and took it seriously, and followed him out of the stone room.
Mo Bei looked at the passage outside and found that it was similar to other underground ruins. Under the surprised gazes of the four people, he directly drew Griswald's sharp edge. The blade instantly became red and hot. He raised his hand and gave it a circle. The person lit the cigarette and then took a puff pretending to be experienced.
The slightly spicy smoke is inhaled into the lungs, and after stimulating the taste buds, it seems to bring out a hint of sweetness. It feels really relaxing.
"The way you light a cigarette is quite unique..."
Brat said with a smile, and then asked in a formal tone:
"How is it? Is this tobacco good? It is said that girls in Kurast put tobacco leaves on their smooth thighs and roll them into cigarettes."
"Ahem!..." Mo Bei was a little unsteady at this sudden sentence and choked on his cigarette.
"Hey, slow down, slow down. Then, I have another packet here. Keep it if you like." Brat said, taking out another paper packet and passing it out.
"No, no, I don't smoke often." Mo Bei waved his hand with a wry smile.
"Oh, by the way, what was your harvest this time? Did you get any secret gold?" Brat then asked.
Mo Bei nodded and took out the huge two-handed axe, which made the other four people gasp in awe. Several gentlemen gathered around and clicked their tongues. "So big", "So big". Words like "really fierce" are heard endlessly, and it seems that it can easily cause some unharmonious associations.
But none of them were accustomed to using such heavy weapons, so they didn't show much enthusiasm.
Blatter finally asked the question he wanted to ask the most:
"How did you get in? Is there any way to bypass the monsters outside? If so... can you give me some advice?"
The vicinity of the ancient tombs in Warlock Canyon is also extremely dangerous. They have consumed a lot of potions and equipment durability while fighting their way in. Wouldn't it be nice if there was a way to directly challenge Duriel.
Mo Bei was dumbfounded. He really didn't know how to answer this question.
We had just met each other, and we were still chatting happily. But if he told the truth, it was the son of the devil who had been lurking in the world of Sanctuary for thousands of years who teleported them here, and then was killed by them together with the projection of the devil king Duriel. . Will the other party throw the cigarette butt on the ground and never have any contact with him again?
But it's true. . .
When the other party saw Mo Beimian's expression of embarrassment, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he wasn't unhappy at all, but the atmosphere became less awkward.
"Actually, there is really no way to get around the monster, but I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you." Mo Bei smiled bitterly, then roughly told the story, and even took out Lucien's remains to show them.
Although these people were somewhat worldly, they all made him feel pretty good. If they could be friends, there would be no need to make people feel grudge. Anyway, he had a clear conscience.
With the physical evidence as evidence, although the four Brats still found it unbelievable, they did not immediately express doubts.
"We should go back. Thank you for the cigarettes. Let's find a place to have a drink later!"
Mo Bei felt that there was no need to work hard to prove anything now. They would understand later, so he said goodbye to the four of them, tore open the teleportation scroll, and dived in with Milor and Perona.
"Do you think this is true?"
After the three of them left, one of Blatt's teammates asked the others.
"There is no need to lie to us. Although I don't recognize that corpse, it looks really scary. Moreover, these three are definitely not ordinary job transferees. Have you seen a few people with the Lu Gaoyin royal emblem on their weapons? "?" Brat said slowly.
"Is that Mo Bei... the leader of the returning tribe? I took a look at it at the teleportation station that day."
"Why didn't you ask just now?"
"The armor is different. I can't confirm it... It would be so embarrassing if I made a mistake."
"..."
I don't know what Mo Bei would think if he knew that in the eyes of others, his face was not as recognizable as a pair of armor.
At this time, they appeared outside the teleportation station. It was dawn outside, which was the most deserted time of the day. Most of the people coming and going had tired faces, so no one noticed the three of them.
"Thank God! How are you guys? Are you okay?"
An old, weak, but urgent exclamation reached the ears of the three of them. Turning around, they saw Kane and Drognan running towards them quickly, one after the other.
Under the dying light, Kane's appearance seemed more haggard, and the marks and wrinkles on his face became more obvious.
"Elder Kane! How could you do this!?"
"Oh, it's okay. It's caused by some not-so-clever tricks. It'll be fine after a while." Kane looked at the three of them carefully with a look on his face, and felt relieved when he saw that they were fine. .
"The effects of burning vitality will not disappear for a while. You old guy, can't you wait until we arrive before going in?" Zhuo Genan said angrily.
"Ahem..." Kane was unable to refute, and the look of shame on his face became even thicker.
'My sixth sense tells me that I must enter the transmission channel immediately. ’ He couldn’t say this in the end, so he could only glare at Zhuo Genan complainingly.
Mo Bei and the other three were all shocked. No wonder Kane looked much older. It seemed that the battle in that different space was not easy. There were obvious signs of injury on the two old men.
"The body occupied by Lucien has been destroyed, but his soul and the remnant soul of Tarasha were sealed into the Horadric Staff. Is there any way for you to completely obliterate him?"
"ah!!???"
Kane and Drognan both exclaimed.
"Didn't you just escape back?"
"No, Lucien is actually a tough guy but not much of a threat. If we don't seize the opportunity to kill him, how can we do it? In fact, it was Duriel who was more difficult to deal with in the end."
"Du...were you taken to Du Riel!?" The two old men were completely confused.
