"What should I do?"

Out of the room, the three of them began to discuss in a low voice.

Of course, it was mainly the two Rock Crusher brothers who said that Wren was only in charge of listening.

"Kill the otherworldly creature that the band said it was, of course, and go to him for some treasure and gems! Otherwise, we're going to lose a lot! Rock Crusher Thorin said viciously.

The thought of him being forced to pay for his life from the bound spirit made the gray dwarf warrior feel his teeth itch.

Fourth, this is the fourth!

Since coming to this Vandalin Mine, he has been struck four times, either actively or passively!

This is even more painful for a dwarf who is hungry for money than killing him.

Thinking of this, the gray dwarf warrior's gaze swept to the human boy named "Sri Can" on the side, intentionally or unintentionally.

He swore that when everything was over, he would make up for the loss of his trip by turning this kid into a slave and selling him to the Dark Lands!

Pretending not to see the malice in Rock Breaker Thorin's eyes, Wren continued to play the role of a harmless human brat.

He said with some "concern":

"But Brother Thorin, that spirit didn't dare to do it himself, but gave us the task, is it because the otherworldly creatures in his mouth are too powerful? In my opinion, he may be trying to use us as cannon fodder to test the strength of the other side. ”

Rock Crusher Thorin showed a slightly hideous smile and said lightly:

"Mr. Sri, you don't understand. The Binding Spirit is a creature that is bound, and he cannot be far from the place where he was born. That's why he gave it to us. ”

Cut, if you don't say it, grandpa knows it. As a holy warrior, fighting against undead creatures and otherworldly creatures is commonplace, how can you not know their details?

With a sneer in his heart, Wren's eyes showed a hint of timidity at the right time, and he said in a whisper: "Then can't we ignore this mess of things?" ”

"No," Rock Breaker Thorin shook his head, his tone a little angry, "In that case, wouldn't that magic scroll be given to that spirit binder for nothing?" This is absolutely not a no-no! At the very least, I'm going to reduce my losses a little bit! Why, Mr. Sri is not willing to join us brothers? ”

As his words fell, Wren felt the atmosphere freeze in an instant.

The gray dwarf wanderer stood up silently, wiping the dagger in his hand, his gaze constantly sweeping over his throat, and the threat was immediately apparent.

"How far can I go in this pit alone?" Wren rubbed his hands together and said with a dry smile, "Since the Thorin brothers are intent on eradicating that otherworldly creature, how can I, Sri Jhan, put my friend's safety at risk?" Count me in! ”

"You know each other."

Rock Breaker Werther muttered, and the dagger played a knife flower in his hand, inserting it into the scabbard strapped to his thigh.

"Follow me."

The wanderer who had retreated into the shadows whispered.

Led by the wanderer, the group made their way through the dark and winding mine tunnels, and finally came to the gate of the spell factory in the mouth of the spiritbinder.

The heavy double-open stone gate was covered with pits left by the spell bombardment, and the iron hinges in the middle were still partially melted.

These are enough to show the intensity of the fighting here in those years.

Faced with the hinges that burned together, the loiterer's lockpicking tools were completely useless.

In the end, it was Rock Crusher Thorin who stepped forward and forcibly pulled the chain away with his own great strength.

Gently pushing open the stone door, the first thing that caught the eyes of the three people was a production workshop the size of a basketball court.

Unfortunately, the fighting has taken a toll on the area. The four workbenches in the corners of the room had been scorched, and the stucco on the stone walls had been blackened.

What attracted the attention of the three of them the most was that on the stone pedestal in the center of the room, there was a small brazier, in which a mysterious green flame was constantly surging and jumping.

With the swaying of the green flames, both the Grey Dwarf Brothers and Wren could clearly feel that the concentration of magic particles in the workshop was far higher than in other places.

"Oh, look, there's another group of adventurers!"

In the darkness where the flames could not shine, a pair of eyes opened one after another, and then, a deep but muffled voice sounded in the minds of the three of Raynes.

Telepathy!

The gray dwarf brothers' faces changed, and they pressed their hands on their weapons.

The Grey Dwarves hate telepathic creatures. Because, they are the ones who overthrew the rule of the psionic monsters who are good at using the power of the mind, and thus gained freedom.

And psychic power, in the mouth of the caster, is often called [psionic energy].

The next moment, a light burst out in the darkness.

The grey dwarf brothers hurriedly closed their eyes and turned their heads away.

As a member of the Dark Regions, they are naturally light-phobic and extremely sensitive to light.

Wren also frowned slightly, looking at the creature that emerged from behind the brazier.

It was a round ball of flesh floating in the air, and below it was a huge mouth with short sword-like teeth, and above the mouth, a huge one-eyed.

Around the sphere, there are dancing tentacles, and at the end of the tentacles, eyes are connected.

Obviously, these eyes were the ones that had suddenly appeared in front of the three of them.

The one-eyed in the middle of these eyes and the meat ball was staring at the three of them with interest.

"Oh, let me see, one human, two gray dwarves, what an interesting combination!"

"Beholder!"

The gray dwarf brother said with a strange face.

The Eye Demon is no stranger to the Grey Dwarves, as both are races that live in the Dark Realms.

The two of them really didn't expect that the otherworldly creature that the spirit bound said turned out to be the Eye Demon!

No, it's the Observer's Eye!

Wren looked at the Eye Demon floating in the air and said silently in his heart.

The Observer Eye is a low-level Eye Demon summoned by the caster from another plane of existence using a ritual. Since the spell component of the summoning ritual requires four Eyebolts as consumables, the number of Eyebolts attached to the Observer's Eye is usually a multiple of four - four or eight.

Those who possess 12 or 16 Observer Demons are either quasi-legendary Eye Demon Elders or legendary Eye Demon Tyrants, and rarely answer the call to come to the main material plane.

A summoned Eye Demon will serve its summoner, usually the location or treasure 101 years assigned by the Guardian Summoner.

During this time, they prevent any creature other than the summoner from entering the location or using the item.

Unless otherwise instructed by the summoner, the Observer will never turn his back on his duty.

If the item being guarded is stolen or destroyed before the expiration date, the Observer Eye will disappear and return to its original plane.

During the time of guarding the treasure, the observer demon cannot do anything, and can only honestly fulfill his duty to guard the treasure until it completes its mission.