Could it be that these bandits have also lost their minds?

Brian instantly remembered the Earth Storm Bear they had encountered.

But time simply does not allow Brian to make any other guesses. Because the mercenaries and guards also quickly discovered the horrors of these bandits.

Imagine if your enemy doesn't even know that you don't notice the pain, and even when you cut off the opponent's arm, the opponent will give you a knife in the next second. This unreasonable situation made the mercenaries and guards who had just mustered up a little morale panic again.

To add insult to injury, the only mid-level Star Mage in the team was nowhere to be seen at this time!

Don't think about it, the other party either escaped from the battle, or he hasn't sobered up yet.

"Damn it!"

Brian let out a low scolding, at this point the power of one person could not do anything at all, he could only get to Claude and Harry as soon as possible.

But it was easier said than done to find those two men in such a chaotic night.

That's right, Spirit Grid!

Brian slapped himself on the forehead, then closed his eyes.

The next moment, the night seemed to be lit up, and Brian felt as if he was floating in the air, whether it was the two mercenaries hiding in a broken wall, or Marco, who was woken up by others and still looking terrified, or Claude Harry, who was firmly protected by several guards in the center of the convoy, Brian could see it clearly.

However, Brian did not run over to find Claude and his party at this time.

Because, he found that in his 'field of vision', all the bandits were like torches at this time, and the mercenary guards around him were only a little spark at most.

Could this be why these bandits have become so crazy?

Brian couldn't help but take a closer look, and found that although the flames of these bandits were burning extremely vigorously, the wooden handles under the flames were also fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What's even more bizarre is that after these wooden handles were burned to ashes, they seemed to be subjected to some kind of traction, and they actually floated to the same place.

This is?

Brian stared in the direction where the ashes had drifted.

"Wow!"

At this moment, Brian's field of vision zoomed in and out as if a telescope had suddenly been installed.

In this vision, a thin figure is crouching under a large tree, holding a large crystal bottle in his hand, and the ashes are pouring into the crystal bottle.

This thing must be the!

Brian could guess the reason even without thinking about it, so he immediately dismissed his plan to go to join Claude, and took advantage of the darkness of the night and the reconnaissance of the spirit grid to quickly approach the figure.

It wasn't until Brian got closer that he realized that this thin bandit was actually wrapped in a black robe, and the whole person seemed to be one with the night. If Brian hadn't discovered him through the spiritual grid before, I'm afraid that even if he looked over, he wouldn't have found that there was someone hiding here.

"Huh?"

It's just that as soon as Brian's side was distracted, the bandit suddenly set his eyes on him, and then quickly collected all the crystal bottles, and fled into the depths of the underground net forest without looking back.

"Humph!"

Brian snorted coldly, although he didn't know how the other party noticed him, but since Brian had discovered this culprit, how could he let the other party escape.

Almost as soon as the skinny little bandit turned around, Brian chased after him.

Although speed is not Brian's forte, the other party is slowly caught up by Brian because of the huge crystal bottle.

The other party obviously also noticed this situation, so he simply turned around and stared at Brian in a daze.

"Why?

Brian sneered, and also slowed down, and was even more careful in his heart.

The skinny thief slowly put down the crystal bottle in his hand, then took a deep breath and suddenly spoke:

"Huh!!!!!"

Layers of tangible sound waves spread out from the bandit's mouth and blasted directly at Brian.

Brian instantly felt as if his soul was being pulled out desperately by a huge force, and this sharp pain from the depths of his consciousness almost made him faint instantly.

"Gather spiritual power!"

At that moment, a voice sounded in his head without warning, and at the same time, Brian felt like he had regained control of his body for a moment.

Getting this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Brian didn't dare to think about it at all, and the vast spiritual power lake in his mind instantly wrapped his entire head.

"Whew!"

At this moment, Brian only felt that his head was like a red-hot soldering iron suddenly being put into a bucket of cold water, and bursts of white smoke instantly rose from his entire head.

"Is this a psychic attack!?"

Brian, who came to his senses, immediately retreated a few meters, far away from the skinny little bandit, and then looked at the other party with great vigilance.

He never expected that the other party would have such a strange attack, if it weren't for this sudden voice in his mind, he would really suffer a big loss.

But compared to Brian, the skinny bandit's expression was even more surprised. His 'terrifying scream' was tried and tested even against the Silver Moon Mage, but he didn't expect a Star Mage to come to his senses in the blink of an eye.

Under the thought of electricity, the thin little bandit had already made a decision, and the next moment, the thin bandit's eyes flashed, and then he fainted directly.

Brian's side was still vigilant about the next attack of the skinny bandit, but he didn't expect the other party to fall to the ground strangely.

Brian, who had suffered a loss, waited cautiously in place, during which he threw the dagger in his hand, but when he saw that the dagger was directly inserted into the other party's shoulder, and the other party still did not react, Brian began to slowly lean over.

"Really fainted?"

Brian probed the other man's breath and found that although the skinny bandit's breathing was a little weak, he was not dead anyway. And Brian vaguely felt that the vitality of the skinny bandit in front of him was even more vigorous than those in the camp.

And why is this skinny little thief okay with that crystal bottle?

Brian set his eyes on the huge crystal bottle, then slowly walked over, held it in his hand, and slowly looked at it.

The tentacles of this crystal bottle are extremely cold, and the temperature is not much better than an ice cube, and on closer inspection, Brian only feels that the appearance of this crystal bottle is very strange, not so much a crystal bottle, but a head!

"Throw it away! This thing is ......."

At this moment, the voice in Blair's head that had warned him several times in a row sounded again.

It's just that Brian wasn't so lucky this time, as soon as the voice in his head sounded, he saw that the crystal bottle in his hand suddenly burst out of countless gray-white souls, and then all poured into his head!