Tarrant took a step back and bumped into Katrina, "Back off!" he warned loudly, the halberd in front of him, something in the grass.

Katrina hugged Tarrant's waist, "What's it?!"

Tarrant's eyes scurried around, he hadn't seen the target yet, but he was sure there was a "target", the adventurer's intuition.

The antelope eagle in the tree "cooed" and walked towards the tip.

The movement in the grass just now disappeared completely, but it was even more suspicious! Tarrant took a step back, and Katrina's nervous and hot breath came from his ears, he gently stirred the grass, but did not find the target, hoping that it was not a beast, the tip of the halberd trembled slightly, and Tarrant did not have the body to fight at all.

A gust of wind blew from the edge of the cliff, and the tips of the grass were lowered one after another, but in less than a second, Tarrant's intuition was verified, he found an abnormality, there was a reflection under the tree, and the sharp reflected light like a star revealed the identity of the other party, shooter!

Tarrant hurriedly pulled Katrina to lower her body and yelled, "Get down!"

The mage wolf-wolf burrowed behind Tarrant, and the two of them held their breath and stared into the distance.

There's a lot of patience lurking over there.

Tarrant did not dare to move in the slightest, the slightest movement would cause the grass to shake, and experienced shooters could spot both of them.

"Coo", the antelope eagle looked at the two of them, and his head was pushed forward.

At this moment, Tarrant thought of the key, there was something wrong with this antelope eagle! Its two appearances were too coincidental, especially now, it could definitely smell the smell of blood on Tarrant's armor, but it didn't attack, the beast didn't have this kind of self-control, someone was controlling it!

The person who controls it should be the shooter under the tree, which means that he is not a puppet, and it is impossible for the spirit sucker monster to manipulate the antelope eagle, so ...... The identity of the shooter should be the balance messenger, this area is their range, Tarrant lying on the ground, only guessing is not enough, you have to determine his identity, and the other party will not give him time to explain.

"Coo", the antelope flapped its wings again.

It is the eye of the balance messenger, what it sees is what the shooter sees, Tarrant suddenly found himself exposed to the antelope's field of vision, ridiculous, the shooter had already aimed at himself, and the other party's delay in making a move was a sign of goodwill, Tarrant sighed, the lack of rest had already affected his thinking ability, his intuition and perception were very dull, "Get up", Tarrant decided to end this boring game.

Katrina lay motionless on the ground.

"I'm the Paladin of the Sheltered Light!" Tarrant shouted at the shooter.

The grass did not move.

"I need help, I need to get to your camp right away!"

With a sharp eagle roar, the antelope let go of the branches and swooped down, the shadow swept through the grass and headed straight for Tarrant, who flashed his head and the giant bird hovered above him.

A figure stood up from the side of the tree, not tall, with short hair, shirtless, "What are you doing here?"

Tarrant took two steps forward, and the other party hurriedly raised his longbow, Tarrant had to stop, raising his halberd with both hands, "We are investigators of the Shelter Light to investigate the Psionic Monsters, yesterday ...... Or maybe it's the Great Druid we visited you the day before yesterday. ”

The other party did not let his guard down, and his eyes were fixed on Tarrant's face, and he did not seem to know about these situations.

Tallant, who guessed that the shooter wasn't from Kitty's camp, went on to explain, "We entered through the underground Temple of Oblivion and found the Psivac's lair, and they're right here at your feet!"

The shooter's eyes moved down and immediately back to Tarrant's face, "What?" hidden a slight surprise in his tone.

"They're right underfoot! right behind me!" Tarrant shouted, and he immediately thought of a piece of evidence, "Look! it's a halberd from the temple!"

The antelope eagle spread its wings and slowly descended, stopping on the grass, Tarrant looked at its foothold in surprise, the weeds could not support the weight of the eagle, a tall and thin man stood up, the katana was attached to his waist, the forest ranger, the antelope eagle was controlled by him.

His perfect integration with the surrounding environment made Tarrant never notice his existence, Tarrant hid his surprised expression, "The lair of the Spirit Suction Monster is here, right from the place we came out just now!"

"Cliff?" the ranger stepped forward.

"Yes, the cliffs, they have a suspension cable, and you can activate a trap when you need to!"

The Ranger and the Shooter look at each other.

"I don't have time to explain, take me to your camp! a lot of people are needed here!" Tarrant anxiously asked for help, "My team is down there, we need to find someone to search for it immediately!"

The eagle on the Ranger's shoulder cooed in the Ranger's ear, and it was able to communicate with its "friends" normally.

The Ranger turned to the shooter and nodded, confirming what Tarrant had said.

"Quick", Tarrant pulled up the mage who was still hiding in the grass, "Go to your camp!"

The ranger held up his arms, and the hawk flew high, "One wolf landed under the cave and hung on a tree, the others fell in the woods, and some probably went to the camp on the plains." ”

"In the trees?!" Tarrant's emotions soared, almost making his heart beat out of his chest.

"Kitty is still alive?" said Katrina, too, with a delighted expression.

"Kitty?" the ranger was surprised, he clearly knew something about the name, "Kitty from the cave camp?" he lowered his head and thought for two seconds, "I'll save her", and he said to the shooter again, "You take them to camp." ”

The archer took the bow on his back, "Follow me." ”

Tarrant followed the shooter, "How long?"

"An hour. ”

When Tarrant turned around, the ranger was obscured by the grass, "He's all right, right?"

Without replying, Tarrant was surprised to find that the shooter had also walked briskly into the woods.

"Katrina, quick!" Tarrant led the mage to catch up.

The archer walked indifferently through the woods, his steps quickly skimming over the roots and branches, as if he were a beast familiar with the woodland, and it took a lot of strength to keep up with him, and Tarrant was almost running wildly with his halberd to barely see the occasional reflective arrow on his back, and he suddenly understood how much body Kitty had kept in order to wait for them.

Now their route was down the hilltop, the air in the forest was relatively dull, Tarrant felt a slight heat in his chest, he snorted hard, the breath he exhaled was full of fishy smell, perhaps because of his body, his limbs were stuck in a tiredness that he had never felt before, the halberd pressed on his shoulders as if it became one with his body, he began to gasp for air, and his metal boots stuck to the ground like a spider web.

Katrina gasped, "I can't walk." ”

"Let's go, we'll be safe when we get to camp," Tarrant growled, his voice trembling involuntarily, his breathing getting heavier and heavier.

"My feet", Katrina was forcibly pulled and could not stop.

This time Tarrant didn't give in to her, "The corpses found are concentrated in the valley, which means that this is a hunting area for the spirit-sucking monsters", he coughed violently, his chest heaved sharply, and the storage of his armor affected his breathing.

Katrina stopped squeaking and followed closely behind.

The shooter stopped at the front, on a small hill.

Tarrant stepped forward and said, "Ahem...... Arrived?"

"Below," he said, gesturing to the green down the slope, "that's our camp." ”

Sure enough, it wasn't Kitty's camp, and Tarrant crouched down, his calves numb, and his halberd resting on the ground.

"Go down from this side and follow the path," the shooter pointed to the woods on the right, and there was a rare trace of movement on the ground, "20 minutes." ”

Tarrant stood up with his hands on his knees, leaned out and looked down, the green underneath suddenly mixed strangely, and his ears "buzzed", Tarrant opened his mouth wide and stared at his hands, his vision was completely black in an instant, he grabbed the halberd and retreated in a panic, but his head was weightless, his whole body began to roll, he heard the "boom" collision, and the leaves hit his face.

"Tarrant!" the mage's voice shouted above him.

It was all dark, and consciousness was calmly disconnected.