Mark picked up the soldier and confirmed, "What's the situation?"

"Attack! We... Attacked, something... Something is attacking us!" the soldier ran to the bar in his armor, his body was already choked enough, and he couldn't even speak in a panic.

"What do you mean? don't you see each other?" said Tarrant, noticing the soldier's words, and thought it was very strange.

"What am I... Didn't see it, they... The squad leader and they were knocked down, as if they had been knocked down suddenly. ”

An incoherent nonsense, I can't get any information from the enemy, could it be that the other spirit suckers have returned? There must be something in the lair, so they must take it back, they should have entered the lair, time is pressing, they must get up immediately, Tarrant quickly got up and rushed out the door, leaving only one word: "Go!"

Adrian and Biantris also rushed out the door, and Mark ordered the soldiers: "Immediately notify the second and third teams to gather urgently and go to the lair to support, and the rest of the team members are on guard throughout the town, so that the townspeople can go home!" Then, the captain also rushed out of the bar and ran towards the lair.

Along the way, Tarrant has been thinking about how to deal with it tactically if there is a spirit sucking monster, Adrian can cast a magic attack spell to provide enough attack output, but how to solve the problem of the spirit sucking monster's mind attack, once they are charged, their opponent becomes themselves, Biantris should be just an ordinary troubadour in terms of combat effectiveness, Mark lacks actual combat experience, and it is easy to be accused, and "rebellion" has no practical effect on the spirit sucking monster, which is a headache. At this time, Adrian was running behind Tarrant, who asked loudly, "Do you remember the 'spiritual realm'?"

"One, I didn't expect to fight the Spirit Sucker again so soon, I only prepared a 'spiritual realm', and when the time comes, I'll protect you first", Adrian's voice came from behind.

On the Redstone Continent, casting a spell not only requires the mage to know the spell, but also must memorize the spell before resting, and can only be cast after resting, the number and level of the spell memorized are determined by the mage's ability, the stronger the ability to control the magic, the more mages can remember, and the more powerful the memory magic is. In addition to casting spells through memory, copying magic scrolls can also achieve the same effect as spellcasting, but using scrolls will make the user tired quickly and reduce the effectiveness of subsequent battles.

"Don't worry," the poet's voice came, still laughing, "I'll support you." ”

Hopefully, Tarrant muttered quietly.

When they reached the lair of the spirit sucking monster, the four of them stopped running wildly and slowly approached the cave, and in the case that the opponent was unknown, it was the safest way to conservatively explore the opponent's strength first.

Without the sun's rays, the woods were pitch black, and the vision was very blurred from a few meters away, and the woods were silent at this time, except for the slight sound of four people stepping on the dead branches and leaves.

They stopped about 20 meters from the entrance of the cave. Tarrant swept carefully towards the cavern, but found no living creatures, and several human-shaped objects could be vaguely seen on the ground, possibly the squad leader and other guards.

"I didn't see anything, they all went into the hole, or they all left," Mark said in a low voice.

"Let's go and see, there's nothing at the entrance of the cave," said Biantris, and walked on his own, and the others had to follow carefully.

The closer to the entrance of the cave, the more clearly the soldiers on the ground could see, they all fell on their sides on the grass, face down, no blood on the ground could be seen, there may not be blood at all, Mark rushed forward to see the soldier's injuries, and was about to lean over, Biantris grabbed Mark's hand, "Backwards, all backwards, there is a problem!" I could hear that Biantris's voice was a little urgent.

Several people quickly stopped, squatted down and looked around vigilantly, there was no abnormality. Biantris whispered: "Their posture is not right", he pointed to the soldiers in front of him, signaling them to pay attention, "All fall on their sides, if it is a spirit sucking monster, the person will fall freely after sucking the brain, it can't be so neat, it's not a spirit sucking monster!"

Tarrant slowly moved forward, moved to Biantris, and asked, "What is that, fast enough to kill a squad in an instant, and the squad doesn't even see each other?"

"Quite simply, what do you think would be if such a situation happened in the national capital?"

If you can prevent the other party from seeing you in the dark and kill the other party in an instant, you must be a person who is good at hiding in the night, "Stalker?!, how could a stalker have something to do with the nest of the Spirit Sucker, the Spirit Sucker eats their brains." Tarrant was unhappy with this conclusion, which, of course, did sound illogical.

The so-called stalker is a sub-class of the thief profession, after the thief's ability is complete, through guò practice in the shadows, the ability to hide in the night, improve their self-hiding skills, and then repeatedly practice the hidden attack action, so that the other party can not find their whereabouts when making an attack action, then complete the basic learning of the stalker, in order to ensure that the stealth is silent, they never wear heavy metal armor, but use light leather armor, which causes their defense ability to be low in a certain way. A sophisticated stalker who can ensure that he can attack his target wantonly under the cover of the night, and the target is completely unable to detect the stalker, such a person, who is almost godlike in the dark, is not a wise choice for adventurers to be their enemy. Regardless, Stalkers are still humans, or other humanoids, and they are still prey targets for psis, and it is highly unlikely that they will be able to mingle with them.

Biantris, however, was quite sure of this conclusion, and he turned back and asked, "What would be your first move if you saw the guard fall to the ground when you arrived?"

After a moment of contemplation, Mark replied: "Look at their injuries, and then ask about the enemy." ”

"Yes, it's a normal move, and the trap is based on your normal thinking to make a trap, a trap maker will take into account the enemy's next move, and then set a trap that you can't escape. ”

Tarrant looked closely at the fallen soldier and didn't notice anything unusual, "Are you sure? In such a short time, and it's night, they made a trap?"

"Because you're going to go up and check on their injuries, and they're all face down, you're going to turn them over, and they're all set up traps for you, and I'm good to have them," Billrice trins, smugly, "but it's too dark for me to see how they set them up, and I'll lift them when it's dawn." Mage, cast a spell, it's going to begin. ”

Adrian understood, and said, "I only prepared combat support spells, no memory detection stealth spells, you have to pay attention", he whispered night vision, so that the four of them have a temporary night vision ability, and then added holy shield skills for Tarrant and Mark to improve their magic protection capabilities, and added stone shield techniques for themselves, which can offset a large number of physical attacks in a short period of time. As soon as the preparation spell ended, Biantris said: "I'm advanced, I can check if there are any new traps inside, you guys follow carefully, watch your steps, be careful behind them, they are hidden in the dark." With that, he cautiously walked into the cave.

Tarrant gestured for him to follow the poet behind, Adrian in the middle, Mark in the middle, and the three of them followed the cave.

I just came in to explore during the day, so they have a more familiar understanding of the terrain, but they are in the dark, which inevitably restricts their play, and the space in the passage is not enough to slash with a sword. Tarrant cautiously followed the poet and slowly moved forward along the wall, and suddenly, Biantris in front of him stopped and listened, and Tarrant also stopped holding his breath, trying to find something, and the two people behind him also stopped against the wall, and the passage was as quiet as death.

In this absolute silence, there seemed to be a flow of air, which made the hairs on Tarrant's face feel a little strange, this slight air flow clearly came from the front, crossed Tarrant, and he immediately realized that this was the reason why Biantris stopped, there was a situation, a stalker passed by him!

In this case, the target of the Stalker's priority attack must be the one with the worst armor or the strongest damage output, and of the four, Adrian clearly meets both of these conditions. Tarrant hurriedly shouted, "Adrian, watch your side!"

The stalker in the darkness had already moved to Adrian's side, and at the same time identified this mage as the most vulnerable link of the four, and the first target of attack was immediately locked on Adrian, and the blade flew out of the darkness. Adrian's perception has already detected the faint airflow, the talisman short blade is clenched in his hand, when Tarrant reminds him, he pays more attention to the direction of the airflow, when the stalker's blade swings out, he hurriedly uses the short blade to stand up, the two short weapons collide and burst out a trace of spark, the stalker failed to make a surprise attack, immediately stopped the attack, and melted into the black of the passage. Tarrant swept the sword in the direction where the Stalker appeared, and there was nothing, and the Stalker vanished like a ghost.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze, the people in the passage tensed their nerves, paying attention to the surroundings, but they couldn't catch the whereabouts of the stalker at all, Tarrant moved closer to Adrian to prevent the other party from attacking the mage again, suddenly, Biantris, who was walking in the front, turned around and stabbed a deep sword into the darkness, a body fell down with a muffled sound, the stalker was stabbed before he could make a parry posture, Biantris was so fast that Tarrant didn't see his weapon clearly, only saw that the length of the weapon should be a sword, Biantris quickly withdrew his weapon after taking out the sword, and said: "I keep looking for the trap, and you follow, they already know we're coming. ”

The four of them slowly moved to the big room, and confronted the stalkers, the emptiness was the biggest hidden danger, and now in this large room, the four of them were exposed to each other's field of vision, and the other party could attack at any time. Tarrant whispered, "Go to the right passage, the trap is in the room at the end of the right passage, they must be there!"

A figure suddenly appeared from behind Tarrant, and the dagger stabbed at the heart of his back, Tarrant couldn't dodge, and was stabbed heavily on his armor, Tarrant turned and swung back, and the long sword only swung into the air. In the first round, without armor protection, Tarrant was stabbed in the heart. The current situation is very dangerous, they cannot catch the Stalker's whereabouts, and the Stalker can take advantage of any of their slack to attack.

The air flow pointed at Adrian, one in front and one behind the two figures stabbed at his face and back respectively, Adrian quickly blocked, and forcefully held the attacker's weapon in front of him, but the attack on the back could not be avoided, and he was about to be stabbed, "Rebellion" swung up, bounced the attacker away, Mark moved to Adrian's back, and made a defensive stance.

Biantris shouted to Tarrant, "Protect me, I'll cast a spell!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure on the left swung towards Biantris, the dagger stabbed straight into his face, this attack action only sought to kill with one blow, the attacker did not deliberately hide the position, but he didn't expect that the close attack, Biantris still turned around in time, the dagger only crossed his face, Biantris once again showed his super fast sword speed, the dagger has not been withdrawn, the sword has been stabbed into the throat of the attacker. Tarrant quickly moved to Biantris' side, his sword sideways to prevent the next surprise attack.

The old saying began, "Jumping creatures in the air...", and another figure swooped at the spellcaster, and Tarrant's longsword swung away, opening up the distance between the two and giving Biantriz time to continue the spell: "... Revealed in my darkness in all shapes, in the trajectories of all things. "It's a low-level trick, but it's very useful, called "Fairy Track", that casts a golden powder that reveals a stalker, and the golden powder disappears after about 2 minutes. As soon as the spell was finished, a golden powdery object immediately appeared in the air, falling down like snow, and after a while, the ground was already covered with a layer of gold dust, and the four people who were standing were also stained with golden powder, in addition to the four people, in the huge room, there were two other figures, facing the four people, guarding the passage on the right.

One of them laughed gloomily, "If you still want to live, you shouldn't go against us!"

Tarrant, hoping for some clues, asked, "Are you helping the Psicoucks? stupid fellow." ”

The two stopped talking, waved their daggers and rushed forward, in the face to face, there was no doubt that there was no advantage with daggers, Tarrant and Mark's long swords met them, Adrian chanted the spell meteorstorm, and the two stalkers were delayed, completely unable to stop Adrian's spell casting.

A white ball of energy gathered from Adrian's fingertips, and when the fingertips were pointed at the stalker, the energy ball continued to cast magic bullets and flew towards them, dozens of magic bullets drew a silver trajectory in the air and all bombarded the stalker, killing them instantly.

Mark stepped over the stalker's corpse and pointed to the passageway, "Quick, there must be someone inside." The moment he stepped into the passage, there was a "click" from the ground, a dazzling light came out of the ground, and the surrounding air quickly gathered into a fire-like red, and there was a burning sound of "hunting", Tarrant shouted: "Get down!" Before he could lie down, the air in that place had already burst, and the air wave pushed the four people several meters away, and the entire room was shrouded in the flames of the explosion.

The air was filled with a strong smell of smoke, there were burning embers everywhere, several people choked, Tarrant held back the smell of suffocating smoke and ran towards Mark, who was struggling to get up from the ground, his face was blackened, fortunately with the protection of armor, his whole body should only be burned, and not life-threatening, he spat black smoke and scolded: "What the fuck!"

The poet walked up to him and said teasingly, "It's nothing, it's just a trap, and hunters use this to roast chickens," and he sniffed Mark's body and added, "I'm a little hungry." ”

This sense of humor was not well received. Adrian said, "To be able to set up a Flame Burst Trap in such a short period of time, there is a Trap Master among them, and there may be a trap in the passage ahead. ”

"I'll go first, you guys will follow me, don't make any more mistakes", Biantris walked towards the passage with a relaxed pace.

All the way to the "bedroom" of the spirit absorbing monster, nothing abnormal was found, the passage was as safe as daytime, there was no ambush, no traps, Tarrant pointed to the "bedroom" and said: "There should be a mechanism here, the power stone is used to activate this mechanism, their target must be here." ”

"Then check this place first", Biantris slowly walked into the room, motioning for Adrian and Tarrant to follow, and Mark guarded the door of the room. The bed slot was still empty, and no stalkers had been found, so it looked like they hadn't come yet. Biantris crouched down at the door of the room, took out two small bamboo sticks from his pocket, a mechanical device similar to an iron clip, and fiddled, "tooth for tooth", he laughed darkly, "I have placed a paralysis trap here, you be careful, if they want to come in, they will step on it, lose consciousness, we can keep a living", after a few circles, he buried the trap, got up and motioned to continue.

Seeing the poet skillfully setting a paralyzing trap, Adrian asked quietly: "Biantris, I always thought you were just a troubadour, but I didn't expect you to be so professional in setting traps, you... Is your name your real name?"

The poet, who was walking alone in the forefront, looked back at Adrian, blinked, smiled, and said, "Shouldn't a troubadour learn to set traps, haha, I've always thought troubadours were a romantic profession." Walking on the mainland, you should learn a little more about everything, and if you want to recite all kinds of legends, you must ensure that you can't hang up, swordsmanship, erudition, traps, poetry, connections, and all kinds of other necessary skills are necessary, isn't it? ”

Although what the poet said was right, Adrian's question made Tarrant suspicious, this poet's ability is too comprehensive, he has already seen swordsmanship, his speed is above Tarrant, and his erudition is also very good, and the trap system just now should also be at the master-level level, as for the connections, if "there are orc friends" is true, it is really rare. How could such a troubadour appear in the town of Watt, and agree to help them for free, Biantris's identity is quite mysterious.

Unfazed by his companion's doubts, the poet shrugged his shoulders and turned to walk on.

The last room slowly came into their view, and the four of them attached themselves to the wall, hoping to hear something, but unfortunately it was quiet, not like a human being. This time, Tarrant walked to the front and was the first to enter the room.

During the day, there were still a lot of power stones on the table, but now there was nothing on the table, it seemed that they had just been taken away, the room was empty, and they were always one step late. The question now is whether the intruder is still in the lair or has already left, and if he is gone, the clue of the spirit sucking monster here will be broken, which makes Tarrant very unwilling, and he punches the table, "Damn, they took the power stone." ”

Adrian stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, comforting: "There is still a chance, as long as we create the same power stone key and open that mechanism, there will be clues." ”

"It's not easy to get that rock underground!" Mark added uncharacteristically.

"I don't think they'll have a chance to leave with Xun Tie", Biantris scanned the room with cold eyes, "There's someone here!"

A cold voice laughed from the corner of the room, "There's one less power stone, right with you?"

"Hehe, you can try it, here's me", the poet patted his pocket unexpectedly, and looked at the source of the sound vigilantly.

The voice sounded again, but the position moved to the other end, "Then you four, just die here!"