The elevator couldn't do it, because before she could go up the shallow shaft, she would definitely be cut off by the soldiers above. She could have tried to turn into a bird and fly up, but she was only at the level of a normal animal, and the Muorish soldiers could have been able to hold bows and arrows on it.

The hoistway was a possible option, but she didn't know how strong the other party's defenses were, and she didn't want to act rashly. In a head-on battle, Camilla is confident that she will take on a dozen soldiers and a small mage, but the mid-level mages have portals and True Sight spells, and are likely to see through her true appearance and escape. Although the psychic warlock also knew part of his true identity, he was most likely poisoned to death now, so his identity may not have been revealed. Besides, that kid hasn't seen his own appearance either. He only saw my hands and feet with my own eyes.

She hesitated for a moment, deciding to continue disguised as a face dancer assassin, whose True Vision could see through an illusion created by a qiē spell or natural ability, but with difficulty seeing through the techniques and performances of makeup. Camila checked the makeup on her face, it was flawless, flawless, and if it wasn't too intense, it wouldn't show any flaws. Maybe this will fool the true vision of the mages, she thought, but it would be risky, maybe some blood would be spilled, or too much sweat would have ruined the makeup. Mages are not stupid, and they will definitely notice something strange and expose themselves.

Luckily, she found a map of the shaft left in a room, and with the help of the map, she figured out how many passages there were to reach the upper floor.

Camila thought as she laid one hand on the dark reddish rock face. The rocks were too hot, and there were hidden lava and hot springs, and she didn't dare risk using spells to walk up through them. And it may not be able to escape the blockade of the mages, there are many kinds of magic that can probe the inside of the rock.

She summons her animal companion, a tiny but deadly Athast-born sand snake. It has dark red spots and black scales, a triangular head, and black eyes.

This little thing is useless in combat, but it can still be used as a scout. Camila lowered it to the ground, and the sand snake noticed the strange heat of the ground, even past midday, and looked rather reluctant. But it can't defy the will of the druids, and the Starch Spencer Druids, unlike the other druids, don't care about the lives or deaths of their animal companions, as long as they can be useful.

Snakes have poor vision, but they have a surprisingly sensitive sense of smell. Camilla didn't need the snake to poke its head out to observe the enemy, she just needed it to crawl near the blockade line and hide and smell it. In this way, it can detect how many people are there.

After scouting several shafts in a row, Camilla was disappointed that she might have really Cotander. Each place was guarded by at least two or three dozen soldiers, some of whom had simply barricades piled up with debris. Although it is not clear how many local mists there are, it is obviously not wise to rush into it.

And not only that, a part of the soldiers and mages formed a search party and began to enter the deep shaft to try to catch her. At one point, Camilla almost showed up, but she skillfully used the complex terrain to shake off the enemy.

The shape shì became more and more unfavorable, and the female druid lurked in a shaft not far from the blockade line, and began to seriously consider storming here, but at this moment, the voice of psionic energy was remembered in her mind.

"It seems that fate has treated me well, and you are still here. ”

The Psychic Warlock?!Camila was surprised, wasn't he dead yet?

Apparently surprised made her lower her guard against her thoughts, as the psychic man read her thoughts. "Luckily...... Or unfortunately, I'm not dead yet, but I'm not far from death. ”

Camila noticed her gaffe and calmed down. "What do you want to do?"

"Help you get out of here. The psychic sorcerer responded, "I haven't solved the poison yet." ”

While Starch Spencer sent the druid to hide underground, Muhathir was racking his brains to deal with the poison on his body.

The nerve blocker made him lose control of his whole body, his limbs had no strength at all, even his head became groggy, and he was slow to use his psionic energy.

The druid himself walked into the trap set by the Cotander, and when the Activation Cellar was activated, the psychic connection was severed, and he immediately set about rescuing himself.

Psychic warlocks don't know as much about anatomy and physiology as druids, and they don't have all sorts of magical potions. But psionic power does not rely on nerves or ** to exert it, and its power cannot be completely imprisoned by poison, not even the poison of the Starch Spencer Druid.

Muhadi had taken into account the encounter with the Face Dancer Assassin in advance, and although the appearance of the druid was beyond his expectations, he was not at all helpless. If Camilla insisted on killing him at that time, then he had to condense all his remaining spiritual energy, create an energy cone to hit the top of the shaft, and fight to the end. Now that the druid has run away, he can use his psionic powers to save himself.

As a psychic warlock of the Psychic Transformation Department, he was not good at detoxification, so he used his psychic ability to lift up the clutter in the room and slam it to the ground.

The guards were too far away for him to project information into each other's brains, so he had to use this method to get attention.

If in normal times, he could easily lift a boulder, or even a strong man, but now it is difficult for him to lift even a bag of half a bushel. It was as if several daggers had been inserted into his head, and the daggers were still moving, as if trying to carve something. Pain is to a psychic mancer what water is to a fish, but his brain has become dull under the influence of poison, which has weakened his psionic energy.

In this case, it is like punching in the water, and it is tired and powerless. After a while, the soldier heard the noise and appeared to him.

Kotander then found him, and the ** master couldn't recognize what kind of poison it was, but the magic didn't require him to understand the composition of the poison, and a toxin suppression spell was cast on Muhadi. The latter felt that the potency of the poison had diminished, and he felt it again in his body.

Muhadi opened his eyes and instantly felt the harsh light and loud music, due to the influence of the toxin, the synaesthesia was a little chaotic, but he was still used to it. He moved his fingers, except for the weakness and the small tremors that were difficult to contain, a qiē was fine.

"The poison on your body is weird, and the magic can't be lifted, but I can suppress it for the time being. Kotander looked at Muhati and said sternly. "But don't worry, we can catch the thief and force him to hand over the antidote. I'm not going to let you die, even if it means we can't figure out who is behind it. ”

The druid was really capable of something, Muhati thought, and he wanted to speak, but his voice seemed to be uncooperative, and his voice was hoarse and slight. "It's her, not him. He said to the ** division.

"If it's inconvenient for you, you can say nothing, I'll understand. The teacher said, "You have been poisoned, you should rest well and wait for us to find an antidote." I'd like to hear from the thief, but it's not as important as the life of a loyalist of Tyr. ”

"I was coerced by the thief, but luckily I got some useful news. Muhati shook his head, signaling that he was fine. It's just that when I speak, my mouth is very dry, like eating sand, and it's still hot.

"I was worried from the beginning that the thief would catch one of the guards and interrogate the situation. But I didn't expect it to be you. "Luckily, you're alive." I'll be upset if she kills you. ”

The old mage seemed to be genuinely glad that al-Muhadi had escaped, and the latter said to him: "The thief took advantage of my unpreparedness, poisoned me, and dragged me here." ”

"Her purpose is to find out from me what kind of mechanism you have in your bedroom. But she also knew that I was a telemancer and an officer of Tyre, so she wanted to win me over and make me betray the Governing Council. ”

"Who is she?, have you learned who is behind her?" asked the old mage eagerly.

"It's a face dancer," Muhadi said calmly, "and it was the witch king Nibennai who instructed her." ”

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