Back at the hotel, Röm was still not at ease, and discussed with Shen Mu whether it would be better to change accommodation, but Shen Mu still rejected the proposal after thinking about it. First, because the accommodation environment in Rogge's camp was obviously very tense, and secondly, Shen Mu was not really afraid that other reincarnators would come to him for trouble...... If the reincarnation who used the Taoist Yin Yang Fish Iron Card to trick them really dared to come and ask for trouble, Shen Mu wouldn't mind letting him understand the power of the 'Wind Roar'.

Listening to Shen Mu's words, Rohm shrugged his shoulders and stopped mentioning this suggestion, after all, he was carrying an AMP mecha with him, and he was not afraid of a tough battle. The AMP mech is seriously damaged, and it is necessary to let the other reincarnators know that they are not easy to mess with.

Although the two were not afraid, they were not blindly confident, and after discussion, the two had moved from one room to another, and the vacated room was used to set up doubts. In this way, even if the strength of the attacking reincarnation is really strong, the two of them can play their strongest strength without giving each other a chance to split.

This night, neither of them slept, but sat on a chair and closed their eyes to recuperate, while guarding against accidents that would occur at any time. But it wasn't until the sky was slightly bright, and the accident didn't happen to them, so the two of them lay on the table sideways and rested slightly, although it was not a big deal to stay up all night with the physical fitness of the two, but it was good to be able to take a rest.

After dawn, the two of them left the hotel after eating something casually, I have to say that the food in the Diablo world is really ordinary, the pieces of barbecue seem to be full of oil and water, but in fact the taste is very light, plus some dry wheat cakes and bread that are difficult to swallow, with a bowl of sweet corn soup, a strange breakfast is even sent away.

After leaving the hotel, the streets were still full of adventurers in armor, and with the patrols of the Rogge Guards, the atmosphere that was different from yesterday was invisibly permeating the Rog camp.

"I feel it, Camp Rog seems to have become more vigilant all of a sudden." Rom and Shen Mu walked side by side on the street, his eyes swept over a group of Roger guards passing by.

"The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings!" Shen Mu nodded.

"What did you say?" Rohm was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of Shen Mu's words.

"I mean, it's like something is going to happen."

Shen Mu explained.

Wandering along the streets, it didn't take long for Shen Mu and Roma to see a group of Rogge archers walking from the direction of the entrance of Rogge's camp with sad and sad expressions, more than a dozen Rogge archers stood in two rows, using a simple stretcher made of canvas in the middle, and the people lying on the stretcher were dressed exactly like Rog archers, but their eyes widened one by one, they were covered in scars, and they had been reduced to a corpse.

"It's miserable, more than twenty Rog archers went out on patrol, but only nine came back!"

On the side of the road, a guy dressed as a native savage, holding a heavy one-handed short sword and wearing a round shield on his arm that could cover half of his body, looked at the Rog archer walking down the street and sighed.

Shen Mu looked at this pair of Rogue archers who had suffered heavy losses, his face was solemn, and at the same time, he felt a little strange in his heart. Didn't you say that there were no monsters in the bloody wasteland outside the camp? Where did these Rogue archers go to patrol for such a serious accident?

"These corpses don't breathe for long, no more than 4 hours! With such serious injuries, they must have been slow to move, and the patrol should not extend beyond the Blood Wasteland! ”

Röm stood aside, looked at the corpse carrying in front of him, and said in a low voice.

4 hours ...... The patrol does not extend beyond the Blood Wasteland......

Shen Mu and Rom glanced at each other, and they both saw the meaning in each other's eyes - something had happened in the underground cave!

"It seems that the so-called evil force can't help but provoke first." Rohm said.

"It's up to Camp Rog to respond!" Shen Mu said: "There are so many adventurers gathered in the Rogge camp now, all of them are good players, if you want to fight back, it is not without a chance. ”

What Shen Mu said was the truth, although he had only stayed in the Rogge camp for one night, the adventurers he saw along the street were not good at stubble. Although they didn't fight, judging from the damage of their weapons and armor, as well as the scars on their bodies, it was obvious that they were all teams that had experienced actual combat, and these people were covered in blood and blood, if they didn't have the strength, it was impossible to survive the battles again and again.

And how many such adventurers gathered inside the Rog camp?

Hundreds of people...... Too few, at least one or two thousand or more!

Coupled with the Roger Guards in the camp itself, Shen Mu wondered if such forces couldn't destroy the underground cave where the evil forces were entrenched, then what could they, the reincarnators who had only strengthened to the D-rank level, do?

"Does this underground cavern have nothing to do with us? Did the main god space just create a relatively chaotic environment for us reincarnators to fight each other? Shen Mu thought secretly.

In fact, word spread quickly when the pair of Rog archers, who had suffered heavy losses, returned to the camp. No one condemned them, no one laughed at them, only pity and respect. Then, many people, like Shen Mu and them, realized that there was a new change in the underground cave, and the battle would start at any time.

For a while, the camp fell into a dull atmosphere.

The business of taverns and brothels plummeted, but the business of the blacksmith shop became booming. Busy buying equipment and repairing weapons, the adventurers lined up in a long line, blocking the road in front of the few blacksmith shops in the camp.

In a remote corner of the camp, several dilapidated tents were randomly distributed, but the surrounding houses and buildings deliberately avoided this corner, leaving a circle of open space of tens of meters.

A woman in a purple scarf stood in front of the tent, her fingertips wrapped around a chain of navy blue gemstones, the stones on the chain were very fine, and they looked inconspicuous, but with the hands as white as snow, there was a thrilling beauty.

This woman has been closing her eyes, her face is covered by a scarf so that people can't see her appearance, although she has been standing in front of the tent for a long time, but she does not look anxious at all, the whole person always exudes a light and elegant temperament, which makes people feel calm.

A moment later, several figures walked in the open space in front of the tent, and they seemed to have discussed it a long time ago, and they all walked towards the tent without greeting each other.

"Welcome to Camp Rog, I haven't been able to welcome you far before, I hope you won't be surprised!" The purple-gauze woman in front of the tent still had her eyes closed, and said softly to the people who walked in front of her.

"Lord Akara is so outspoken, and my team and I are honored to receive your letter!"

A knight in armor and full armor stood respectfully in front of the purple gauze woman, and said with a humble and respectful expression.

"Thank you no matter what, the famous Shield Knight is a powerful force that can strike fear into the wind, and I hope that this time your team will be able to save our Rogue camp from the dangerous cliffside!" The purple-veiled woman Akara showed respect with the etiquette of the Sisterhood, and then 'looked' at the others beside Richard, the Shield Knight, with her eyes closed, and continued, "You have come all the way to recover from rest. ”

"Lord Akara doesn't need to be seen, so let's tell us about the current situation." An old man in a black robe with a white beard on his chin stood there.

"It's okay, please come in, the place is small, I hope you don't mind." Akara nodded to the old man, then turned and walked into a tent made of stakes behind him.

From the outside, the tent is indeed very small, and it may be crowded with three or five people. But there were at least a dozen people standing outside, but none of them were surprised or surprised, and they all followed Akara inside.

As soon as I stepped in, it seemed that the heavens and the earth had been distorted, and what appeared in front of me was not the imagined narrow environment, but a closed and wide room. The room is cylindrical in shape, about 10 meters in diameter, and looks like a small playground.

On the surrounding walls, wooden bookshelves with exquisite workmanship stand close to the walls, and the bookshelves that rise to the roof are densely packed with I don't know how many books.

The white-bearded old man who spoke before saw this scene, and said with a look of envy in his eyes: "Although I have seen Lord Akara's book collection for a long time, I still feel amazed every time I see it. ”

"This is not my collection alone, but the collection of the entire Congregation of Sisters...... It's a pity that the original nuns are now only left with books in this room. There was a slight sadness in Acala's voice.

"Please be seated!" With a casual finger of his hand, the originally empty floor suddenly reversed, like a delicate trick!

After the floor was reversed, the tables and chairs hidden in the ground were suddenly revealed, and a four-meter-long long table was parked in the center of the room, and about twenty chairs were symmetrically distributed on both sides of the long table, making it look like a conference room.

As the group sat down with Akara, their faces all grim, knowing that every word they said next could be a matter of survival for Rog's camp.

"The evil forces in the underground cavern have begun to move, and last night it sent a pair of skeleton soldiers to attack the patrolling archers. Based on this move, my guess is that it is likely to be ready, and the attack on Rog's camp may be within two days. Akara said in a calm and worried tone.

"What's there to be afraid of, just kill it, and let all these pieces from hell get back!" At the long table, a burly savage stood up suddenly, slammed his fist on the long table, and shouted in a loud voice with excitement.

"Quiet, Woodlow!"

The white-bearded old man frowned slightly, glared at the barbarian with some displeasure, and then said in a low voice.

Richard's prestige among the group was apparently high, as evidenced by the fact that he was able to sit down at Acala's hand and sit head-on with the white-bearded old man.

Richard didn't care about what the barbarian named Woodlow said, but looked at Akara with some confusion and asked, "Now that there are many adventurers gathered in the camp, and with the cover of the Rog Guard, are you still worried that you won't be able to fight against the evil forces in the cave?" ”

Akara looked up, his eyes closed, but everyone in the room felt as if a god-like force was watching them behind those closed eyes.

"Yes, I do have that concern! The Divine Eye gave me the instinct to travel through the river of time, and I saw the river of blood in Camp Rogg...... Flames burn the wooden fence...... Houses are collapsing...... Babies crying from under the broken rubble......"