"Teleportation?" The mage's words were staccato and extremely subtle, causing Tarrant to suspect that he had misheard, and he leaned into the mage's ear and repeated, "You said this is the teleportation station for the Psilocausts?" This is too bizarre, the Psilouc doesn't need a teleportation station, Tarrant looked up at Rex, and his companion also had a suspicious look on his face.

The mage didn't answer Tarrant, his gaze froze on the roof, as if something had caught his attention, in fact there was nothing but the claw prints of the earth elves, and if it weren't for the slight twitching of his nostrils, he would have been indistinguishable from a dead man.

"Hold on, we'll take you out", Tarrant comforted him in vain, everyone knew that time was running out for the wounded.

"Here...... Too much...... Target...... Secret ......" The mage suddenly spoke again, his right hand gripped Rex's wrist tightly, and after taking a deep breath, he said with difficulty, "Spirit Sucking Monster...... I...... Always...... There is a chance to ......" The voice became softer and softer, and the two had to stick to the mage, "bring out...... Over here...... Target...... Love ......" At this point, the voice stopped, and the mage's five fingers let go of his arm and hung to the ground, and he slowly exhaled a big breath in his mouth, with a face full of regret and unwillingness.

He must also want to provide important information, and during the time he was manipulated by the Psionic Monsters, he had the opportunity to access the secrets of the lair, but alas...... Feeling sorry for the deceased, Tarrant pressed his left hand to the mage's chest, "May Maxine protect your soul from the torments and pains of hell. ”

The deceased's arm suddenly raised and grabbed Tarrant's left hand, causing Tarrant's entire body to tremble, "I'm still ...... No...... Something to say...... To ......"

"Right...... Right...... Of course ......", Tarrant was really startled, and replied incoherently, he calmed down when he saw the dilation of the mage's pupils, the mage still had something to say, he pretended to smile, "You'll be fine", he put down the halberd in his right hand and patted the mage's hand gently, it was a shriveled and withered yellow hand, without any signs of life, as if its owner hadn't eaten for a long time, it reminded people of the undead, mummies and zombies.

"Yes...... Thing...... I...... Please......" The mage opened his mouth wide and pressed his chin against his robe to stop talking, perhaps because of this incident that made him cling to the remnants of his life hanging by a thread.

Rex understood what he meant, reached into his robes and pulled out a wax-sealed letter, which he slowly raised in front of the mage's eyes.

The mage's eyes slowly moved to the letter, his chin closed, "Give it to ...... Resistant ...... Wo ......: "The last name stuck in his throat, and he didn't say it for a long time.

"Warren?" said Tarrant by name.

After a pause of nearly five seconds, the mage's head tapped with difficulty.

"Warren, I know him, don't worry, we'll definitely hand it over to him", Tarrant looked at the letter and assured the mage, "You'll be okay too......" When he looked back at the mage, he found that the mage's pupils had dilated and the wings of his nose had stopped fluttering, "...... You can get out too, the end of the spirit suckers has arrived......"

Rex lowered the mage's stiff arm, "He's gone." ”

It's hard to believe that the strong master who almost took Tarant's life just now has passed away, leaving without dignity, along with the secret of the soul sucking monster's lair that he was about to tell, Tarrant lamented and put his hand on the deceased's chest, and immediately remembered that he had prayed for the dead just now, this embarrassing scene was the first time he had encountered it, he hesitated to pray for him again, after thinking twice he decided to give up the idea, Maxine should have heard his request.

Rex handed the letter to Tarrant, "That's what you promised. ”

"I'm talking about us," Tarrant argued.

"It's for your friend," Rex tucked into Tarrant's arms, then picked up the mage's hands and placed them squarely on his chest, making his posture a little more decent.

The dead man's eyes were still looking straight at Tarrant, sending chills down his back, "Rest in peace, my friend" , He closed his eyes and picked up the letter, the envelope had been yellowed, and the four corners were wrinkled, it should have been placed in this humid environment for a short time, there was no name and ground on the letter, the wax seal on the back was still intact, but the wax seal was also not added to any seal, the sender deliberately hid his identity, and the mage still entrusted this task before he died on behalf of the meaning of the letter, Tarrant restrained his curiosity and carefully put the letter into the spirit pattern bag.

Rex stopped beside the orc, "He can't do it either." ”

"Oh?" Tarrant responded, he felt this way when he saw the orc foaming, the spirit sucker wanted to destroy any resources available to the team, he saluted the dead and got up and walked over to the orc, the orc's face was covered with white foam, his eyes were closed, "How did it do it?"

"Maybe it broke his mind", Rex rolled the orc's right eye, his eyes still shining but didn't react to the two people next to him, "Send it to the church, maybe there is still salvation." ”

"We can't do anything but pity us", Tarrant shrugged helplessly, this big guy is not a help but a burden, and it is impossible for the team to take him to fight the spirit-absorbing monsters, "Let's get out alive first." ”

Rex acquiesced to this opinion.

"The mage was talking about the teleportation station, right?" said Tarrant, incredulous.

Rex surveyed his surroundings, "Indeed, the teleporter. ”

"It's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard, a psychic monster, a teleportation station," Tarrant snorted disdainfully, "He can't be mentally affected by an injury, right?"

"Ah......h

"Katrina", Tarrant jumped over, "are you awake?"

Catrina patted her head and shook from side to side, her long hair tangled together, "like a nightmare that her head was going to crack," she grinned, her lips dry.

"Don't talk, calm down," Tarrant said, pulling out the water bag, "drink some water." ”

"We don't have time to rest, we need to get out of here now, the teleporter will be ready for someone," Rex walked over to Kitty and took out a vial and placed it on the tip of Kitty's nose.

"Psics can't cast spells," Tarrant reminded, noting that the creatures had supernatural thinking abilities but had completely forsaken the use of magic, as even a tiny ball of flame energy would burn their own hands, and the psivacs only used their innate ability to kill.

"When Kitty wakes up, we'll have to go, and give the gargoyles a heavy blow before the pine oil they spilled out has completely evaporated. ”

"Rex, if this is a teleportation array, it represents a lot of problems", Tarrant pointed vigorously to the ground, "So far, the allies of the Spirit Sucking Monster known to the surface world are only a very small number of Falcon members, the Falcon does not set up teleportation stations, they don't trust teleportation, and even characters like Patlik only use boats and carriages, which means", Tarrant raised his voice heavily, "The Spirit Sucking Monster and other allies other than the Falcon!"