Chapter 153 The Banshee Leads the Way

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"My soul is getting weaker and weaker. Maybe it won't be long before I lose my mind completely like the madman in the cave."

"At that time, this 'negative' me will probably disappear. I will try my best to commit suicide when I can't hold on anymore, but to be honest, I don't want to die yet." Spike's eyes were a little distracted, but he still persisted. Finished speaking.

"Of course, it's okay if you really don't want to take care of this matter - I know this may be difficult - then please give me a pleasure. There seems to be a fire burning in my body now. This feeling is really too much. It feels bad.”

"Then it looks like you have to endure it for a while longer," Ron stood up, "I think we'd better go in and take a look."

"Are you sure?" Victoria hesitated, "Isn't this a bit dangerous?"

"It is indeed dangerous. If we go in like this, we will probably follow in the footsteps of Wilson and the others," Ron nodded, "So we should be more cautious."

"Your things may separate the body and soul, so why don't we find someone who can't separate them and go in first to see what's going on?"

Both Spikes were securely tied to a nearby tree. Ron and the others temporarily set up camp here, while Drayford was entrusted to go deep into the delusion. They had to ask a "person" to help. .

A few days later.

"Is this here?" You floated above the waterfall, "You need me to go in and find those people, right?"

"You can live or die, but please tell us after you come out why they were trapped or why they died."

"I understand," the banshee nodded, "Can you ask someone to add some magic to me? I'm...a little scared."

"And if something happens to me, you will be able to sense the failure of your magic, right?"

Everyone felt that what You said was reasonable, so after simply casting a spell, You slowly submerged under the waterfall under the triple protection spell.

A little mouse was driven by Drivedo to jump into the waterfall, and found a platform there to stand firm. As a fourth insurance measure, it also served as You's mouthpiece, conveying what he saw and heard inside. Ron and the others.

"There is a tripwire at the door, which has been removed." Dreyfudeau sat among the crowd, eyes closed, and relayed the banshee's words to everyone, "There are also some other traps that she doesn't recognize, but they are basically all used." Sabotage, it looks like Wilson has a skilled rogue over there.”

"Wilson himself is a thief," said the short Spike who was tied to the tree. "There's nothing strange about this."

The tall man has been completely offline. Although he still looks like a living person, according to Sylvia's professional investigation, this individual is no different from a dead person.

In her words: Even the blood stinks.

"There were some opened treasure chests and scattered gold coins along the way," Drayford said again. "There was also a Mimic disguised as a treasure chest that was killed in the cave, with something in its mouth. An arm."

"It was the warriors in our team," Spike sighed. "I had already given the warning, but it was too late."

As the ghost went deeper, she could see more and more corpses of various monsters, including three will-o'-the-wisps, but they had been completely killed now, leaving only three empty skulls.

And further inside...

"A warrior, missing an arm." After Dreyfus said this, Ron and others saw Spike's surprised expression for the first time.

"How did he die? Can you elaborate?"

"It's a pity that I can't, Dreyfus can't hear you now." Ron spread his hands. The goblin's hearing and vision are all in that mouse, so anything they say is useless.

"Well, she said she found them, at least three, not four." Drayford spoke again.

"They are trapped in a water prison and are very weak. Two of them are spirits, and the other two are real people."

"Oh, she said she saw Spike's soul. He was short and thin - it seems ours is true."

"She said that something was watching over them, but turned a blind eye to her. I don't know if it was because she was an undead creature. She couldn't see the faces of those creatures clearly. There was just a black smoke above their necks."

"Every once in a while, they will squeeze out Wilson's soul and put it into a big furnace. In about ten minutes, a new creature will come out of it."

"I don't think I quite understand what she said. I'll try to control the mouse to go there. Can I - ah!"

As if he was suddenly awakened, Drayford sat down on the ground, and his beast consciousness was instantly disconnected.

"What's going on?" Sera got close and quickly helped her up, "Are you exposed?"

"I don't know," Dreyfus was stunned for half a minute before he recovered, "I don't know if he was exposed."

"I saw the madman Spike was talking about, Sera. Do you remember the robber you scared away when we destroyed the Carolina Trading Post?"

"Is it him?"

"That's him!" Drayford said firmly, "He didn't even change his clothes, but he looked old and crazy."

"My mouse was going to slip away from him, but he suddenly looked at me, and then a flame burned the mouse!"

"It's really strange," at this time, You also flew out from under the waterfall, "Did you receive the call? Everyone in here is covering their faces with black smoke, I can't see anything!"

"That madman is the same?"

"Madman, what madman?" You was stunned for a moment, and then immediately denied, "I didn't see any madman, but I saw a human-shaped fireball! It ran through my body and burned the mouse of Driver."

"I didn't see other details, maybe you can only find it by yourself." You floated to Ron's side regretfully.

"Oh, by the way, you'd better be careful, the barrier against evil on my body has been flashing before, but the others didn't react."

Although You himself may not need this, this suggestion can be life-saving for Ron and others. At this moment, several people no longer hesitated, and Ron took out three copies of the anti-evil scrolls he wrote and distributed them.

The only thing he had done in the past two days was to make scrolls using the ink-free pen in the green dragon's lair, which finally came in handy.