The rain was still pouring down, and the fire ignited by the meteorite had been extinguished. Mo Bei and Perona rummaged among the burnt wood and branches and leaves on the ground, and soon found what they were looking for.
A war drum the size of a millstone. The body of the drum was made of a huge ferocious skull. After the skull was shaved off, it was covered with a drum head made of unknown material. Animal tendons were pierced around the edge, and the drum head was tightly stretched on the skull.
Under the meteorite bombardment just now, this war drum is still intact, and the drum surface has not been burned, which shows that the material is not ordinary.
It can be seen from the mess on the ground that a temporary platform should have been built on the tree before. This arrangement is much simpler than the small lake to the west, but it is also effective.
The drum sound can not only affect the mind, but can also spread dozens of kilometers in the rain. The monsters in the surrounding area have basically gathered outside the defensive barrier at this time.
However, at this time, after the surroundings quieted down, they actually heard the faint sound of drums coming from a distance. It was obvious that there were more than one such arrangement, as if a troop transport line had been laid out to cover the entire dense forest. The monsters gradually lead to the Kurast seaport.
This is also in line with Mo Bei's previous speculation. By inducing a wave of monsters in this way, it will inevitably be impossible to accurately control the time of the attack. This is also the limitation of this kind of raid method, and it is difficult to form an overwhelming advantage from the beginning.
It's just that the timing of this raid was quite subtle. Whether it was a coincidence or the secret that was only circulated among management has been passed on. This speculation may be another big trouble left by this raid.
When the two were about to go to investigate the source of another drum sound, the dense forest fell into complete silence. It was unknown whether it was because there were no more monsters to arouse nearby, or whether the other party had stopped moving for other reasons.
Despite this, the two of them still went to check the direction they had sensed before, but found nothing in the end.
They had done everything they could, and Perona's condition was approaching its limit. Mo Bei directly tore open the teleportation scroll and returned to Kurast Port.
All the monsters in the city had been killed, and after the drumming stopped, the monster groups outside the barrier also began to retreat due to the heavy casualties. Before nightfall, the battle gradually subsided.
However, the suspicion caused by all the previous abnormalities and the depressing atmosphere caused by death could not dissipate with the end of the battle.
People kept these emotions in their hearts and helped clean up the ruins and monster corpses.
After the barrier of the Grand Formation Tower was removed, the drizzle fell into the city again, washing away all kinds of bloodstains and filth.
For people who are used to this kind of weather, the rain at this time, instead of aggravating the gloomy atmosphere, actually has a soothing effect.
Both the career changers and the ordinary residents were very quick in their movements. They were busy until the middle of the night, sorting out some simple shelters among the ruins, starting to recover their strength, and waiting to continue cleaning up and rebuilding after dawn.
Mo Bei led his teammates to find a place where the body of the black water horned python could not be seen, propped up the collapsed roof, built a temporary rain shelter, and hid in with five or six other people, just to protect themselves from the rain. Everyone under the shed said nothing and did their own thing silently.
Milor twisted a towel for Perona, asked her to wipe her face, and then gently rubbed her head. Then Perona curled up on Milor's legs and stared at the rain outside. Trance.
Some conflicts cannot be reconciled after all, and some things have to be done. But this feeling of guilt despite having done nothing wrong is really depressing.
After the whole city quieted down, the sounds of disputes gradually started to spread. Some were dissatisfied because others were too close, and some disliked each other because they were in a bad mood. Many of the reasons seemed a bit inexplicable, but soon they started to change again. They were all dissuaded and no one really took action.
The people around Mo Bei were all ordinary residents whose houses had been destroyed. They seemed very uneasy listening to the noisy noises that he remembered from time to time. He didn't know why people became so irritable. It seemed that after the monster broke through the barrier, people and There have been some changes in the relationship between people.
"Uh... Why are you guys moving out all the time... I look like such a friendly person, but I don't look like I'm going to get angry with people out of nowhere, right?" Mo Bei looked at the people sitting further and further away and opened his mouth. A joke.
The few people looked at each other and laughed a few more times. They were still a little at a loss and thought to themselves that what you just looked like was not friendly at all. . .
Mo Bei was previously thinking about how to find the human traitors lurking in the Kurast harbor. Unknowingly, a cold murderous intent appeared on his face, which made the people around him tremble with fear. .
But he didn't know it. Seeing that several people were still very nervous, he took out a small oak barrel about a foot high, shook it and said:
"Let's drink some of the ale we brought from home to relieve our fatigue, right?"
But those people refused again and again, so he had no choice but to give up, put the barrel away, and continued to think about things.
Like most human strongholds, the loosely managed Kurast seaport cannot avoid being infiltrated by enemies. This time, whether it was the sudden situation in the formation tower or the appearance of the black water horned python, this problem was exposed extremely acutely, making everyone feel like a thorn in the back.
Therefore, even if those people are found out, it will probably not be able to eliminate the suspicion and estrangement between job transferees.
He couldn't help but guess, could this follow-up impact be the real purpose of this monster wave raid?
Judging from the two high-level members of the Zakarum Council I met before, this matter must be closely related to Mephisto's plan. Is this a foreshadowing for a full-scale invasion? What will happen next? A conspiracy is brewing.
Mephisto, the King of Hatred, the de facto leader of Hell, is really disgusting.
The ancient Horadrim once heard Tyrael's comments about his rivals.
As the elder brother of the three demons, Mephisto is best at conspiracy and layout. Even in hell, he is always spreading the seeds of hatred between demons and the devil. He is the source of hatred, and naturally hates everything in the world, including his brothers and children.
It was this hatred that prompted his daughter Lilith to rebel. After being extremely tired of the never-ending war between hell and heaven, she teamed up with the like-minded archangel Inaris to steal the world. The stone created the human world and shelter.
As for Baal, the King of Destruction, he may also be called the King of War. He loves to drive the violent demon army and destroy everything with the flames of war.
Diavolo, the King of Fear, advocates absolute power and is also the most powerful individual among the three demon gods. He can control all fears, and even countless angels regard him as the source of fear in their hearts.
