The whole incident was not complicated, and it took only about a quarter of an hour to listen to the story of his subordinates.
But Shandella noticed a strong sense of strangeness.
What was wrong? Is it the corpse disappearing itself? She pondered for a moment and suddenly knew where the strangeness came from - she raised her head and looked at Shi Dong, "Do you think they are really pirates?"
Shi Dong expressed his confusion, "Sir, they are indeed pirates... They are also doing pirates. If I don't stop them, the four of them can also make the village..."
"But the key is that you appear." Shandella interrupted him, "A Brilliant Fort patrol team, equipped with rifles and armor, and the number is still above the other side. Where did those pirates come from to courage to dare to be with you
Head-on-head?"
"Uh...this..." Shi Dong choked.
The adjutant also reacted, "Yes, how dare they?"
Even the elite in the army will inevitably be depressed when facing a situation of death, but what did the pirates do?
As Shi Dong said, they drew out their weapons, faced the enemy, and eventually died in battle!
No one surrendered.
No one ran away.
It seemed as if they had no intention of looking back at the moment they landed.
Of course, it is impossible for pirates to do this.
They looked extremely vicious and had extremely cruel methods, but they were targeted at the weak who fell into their hands. If these people were really more bloody than the army, they should have ruled the Brilliant Fortress.
"There is another kind of person who is not afraid of life and death." Shandella was silent for a moment, "or rather, they no longer know what death is."
As soon as these words came out, the temperature in the room seemed to drop a little.
"You mean... a cult?" Dalem, the head of the 14th Group, gasped, "Of the Hidden Mist Cult?"
"You have heard the rumors too?" Shandella looked at her subordinates.
"Yes." The other party said bluntly, "Since the outpost city is getting closer to completion, there have been more and more news like this."
It is rumored that the Hidden Mist Sect worships the fog that cannot be dissipated on the New World, hoping that they can always cover the world, and any act of dispelling the fog will be hated and hostile to the Hidden Mist believers.
"I can't make a judgment on this, after all, there are many cult categories, and God knows which faction they belong to." Shandella shook her head, "But in my opinion, all those who devote themselves to evil have problems in their minds and cannot be treated with common sense.
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"Sir..." Shi Dong swallowed, "Actually... before this incident, someone knew that pirates would appear in the suburbs of the south of the city."
"What does it mean?" Shandella and the adjutant asked at the same time.
"In the west block of the old city, there is a divination house." He honestly told the divination.
"Why don't you mention it in the report at all?" Dalem said angrily.
Shi Dong lowered his head and dared not refute.
"Because this is not something that must be written into the report." The commander-in-chief waved his hand and signaled to the end. "I will start an investigation later, but now there is something more important to do. Dalem, you go get the weapon
, take Shi Dong with us, we will go to the old city immediately."
"Affect the order."
As soon as the two left the office, Woody immediately set out to wear armor for his boss, "How many people do you want to bring?"
"There is no need to summon troops, we are only four of us, the faster the better."
"Would it be too aggressive?" Woody said in surprise. "This may be related to the cultist..."
"It is precisely because of this that you need to be surprised."
"You doubt the city defense force..."
"I don't doubt it." Shandella picked up the sword and stopped him from continuing, "But it's better to be cautious at this time. Besides, with my strength and skills, let's see what you have to worry about? ”
Ten minutes later, the four people arrived at the divination house.
But there is nothing in the streets.
"How is this... possible?" Shi Dong looked at the empty alley with disbelief, "I have obviously divined here. It's a simple shed with signs hanging on it!"
"Are you sure you remember the wrong place?" Dalem questioned.
"I swear! It's here, it's impossible to remember it wrong!" He said anxiously, "By the way, by the way, there must be other people who have seen the divination house. Just ask more around here..."
"Sir?" The adjutant subconsciously looked at the commander-in-chief, but found Shandella squatting down at the entrance of the alley.
"Some people have indeed been here. There are not only footprints on the ground, but also signs of tables and chairs pressing down." The latter whispered, "Footprints are not from passers-by, but the result of many wanderings."
"I can't see anything..." The adjutant walked to her carefully, afraid that he would break the scene.
"When you reach my level, your observation ability will naturally be different." Shandella's face was quite serious when she spoke.
"Is there something wrong?"
"There is no trace of dragging, no residue from dismantling... there is not even wood chips, just as if the shack has never existed."
"But you said there are people here... and there are also tables, chairs and other furnishings..."
"This is the problem, have you discovered it?" Shandella sighed. "Which man exists but the house does not exist. So what state did Stone talk to the fortune teller at that time?"
This scene is weird to think about.
The adjutant's face froze. You should know that you can clearly recall the specific and detailed illusions after seeing them. This is a sign of hysteria.
As for the "threspasser", it is very likely that it is the culprit of hysteria.
No one dares to underestimate hysteria.
At present, the medical community's research on hysteria is still in its early stages, but one thing is certain: if hysteria is left unsuccessful, it will gradually turn into madness. At the least, the patient will die of self-harm, and at the worst, it will also bring disaster to the surrounding people.
Yes, hysteria is by no means a simple mental illness. It not only contagious, but also affects reality bit by bit.
The bodies seen by the officers and the pirates caught by the villagers may be understood as the aftermath of hysteria.
If a fortune teller can cause a well-trained soldier to develop hysteria, then he will sooner or later become a time bomb in the city.
Although I have never heard of it in the past that hysteria can be caused by humans, who can be sure that it will not be possible?
After all, it is a power beyond common sense. Even the Great Hall blessed by gods cannot cure those who are in a state of madness.
What's worse is that the other party may be a cultist.
Although many cult sects have claimed that this is their power before, there is no example to prove it. However, Shandella cannot guarantee that things will continue like this forever, just as the whole world is constantly changing.
"Closed this block, and all residents asked one by one to check how many people have seen this wonderful divination house. If anyone knows the whereabouts of the diviner, he will be rewarded."
"I'll do it now."
This is just a routine procedure. Considering that the main population of West Street is the lower-level residents and gang members, it is difficult for Shandella to have much anticipation for subsequent inquiries.
She turned her head, looked at the dim skyline, and sighed silently in her heart.