The simplified spirit lock still trapped Short, and the power of this subordinate demon was not strong enough to break free from the chains, let alone escape from this house.

After it was trapped, circles appeared on the ceiling and floor specifically for the spirits, and a powerful force bound it in place.

Its face kept changing, but it couldn't scare anyone present.

Neither has forgotten what the original purpose was for seizing this spirit.

Until now, Short did not understand the intentions of Donnie and others, and thought that Lawrence really wanted to make Burnett disappear.

Lawrence picked up the overturned chair, slowly walked up to Short, and said, "Short Burnett, it's a pity that we meet again in this situation. ”

When he saw Short, Lawrence seemed to be able to vaguely feel a sore arm.

"We don't want your company, by the way, it's not yours anymore."

Lawrence's words seemed to stimulate Short, and a large amount of black gas came out of the evil spirit's body, constantly consuming each other with the power of the spirit lock, and finally failed to break the spirit lock.

"Okay, don't get excited, let's make a deal, we want a piece of information that you know, and in return, the Burnett Company can continue to exist, of course, you have to go where you need to go."

"Otherwise, someone will put you in a jar of holy silver on the outside and pure iron and holy salt on the inside, and I believe that kind of treatment will not be much better than hell."

For Schott, hell is indeed its final destination, and whether it wants to admit it or not, it will eventually return there.

It may be able to avoid being used as a snack and plaything by the demons with its strength, but the danger remains.

But it's better than being put in a jar and tormented all day, as Lawrence said.

The frightening truth is that Lawrence is telling the truth, and many otherworldly organizations do it.

"Do you want to ······ Know what? ”

Schott's voice was strange, as if it had an echo.

Judging from its performance, you can see that it is not the kind of irrational weirdness at all, and being able to communicate means that there is still something to talk about.

Schott's way of thinking is much simpler than when he was alive, but it's not completely communicative.

Lawrence said without hesitation, "I want the location of the gates of hell." ”

"That can't !!" Short's voice suddenly sharpened, and the tattered black tuxedo on his body was instantly stained red with blood, but its strength still failed to break through the protection.

The location of the Gates of Hell must have been very important to Short, and there was a good chance that he would know where the doors were.

This time it wasn't Lawrence and Donnie who acted privately, but after Fort Thirteen joined in, it greatly increased Donnie's strength.

At present, there is the help of 'psychic', and psychics are somewhat similar to rumors, in addition to communicating with spirits and temporarily pulling them back to the present world, there is also a set of driving spirits, presumably he has a way to get the secret from a spirit who has lost the ability to resist.

The psychic Cletus still needs some time to return, compared to the extraordinary warriors and witchers, the number of psychics is scarce, Clettu was retrieving his dead son for a wealthy businessman, and when he heard about this mission, he immediately said that he would arrive as soon as possible.

At this moment, most of the people in the room could see that this simple-minded spirit really had the information about the gates of hell, and even if Lawrence didn't speak, the eerie psychic would soon come over.

A second-order evil spirit is a rare good thing for an ordinary psychic, and it may be able to bring him to a higher realm.

Before the psychic arrives and does his job, the person in charge of the room is still Lawrence, and for the sake of Short's escape from Camp Redwood, he still wants the spirit to go so badly.

However, Short clearly could not grasp Lawrence's 'good intentions', and he was babbling and cursing at the end of the fate that would happen to everyone present one day in the future······

In this case, Lawrence naturally would not be polite to it anymore, and Will, who was standing aside, took out the jar from his cloth pocket.

The half-human-tall Jar of Binding Spirits (Jar of Binding Spirits) filled Schott directly, and in the next second, an indescribable sharp wail drifted from the open mouth of the jar.

Just as Will took out the lid of the Soul Binding Jar and prepared to lock Short in for the time being, a voice came from outside the door.

"Wait a minute!"

The owner of the voice ran up panting, and Donnie identified him as the psychic man as soon as he saw him, Bostel Clettu.

It's just that, unlike the rumors, Clethu didn't wear a robe and hood, and he didn't have a crystal ball and tarot cards in his hands. He was young, dressed in a black suit with torn sleeves and a hurried look.

"I'm sorry to be late, and that Mr. Felle's son was a bit of a pester, so he wasted a little time."

"Now, let me talk to this gentleman, to be honest, I've been curious about that place for a long time."

As he spoke, Claytu greeted the agents and walked quickly to the Spirit-Binding Jar beside Will.

"Uh······ Soul binding, something that doesn't have a technical content. Clethu belittled the role of the Soul Jar as she reached out a hand and released Short.

The psychic looked directly into the demon's eyes, and there seemed to be some kind of communication between the two.

This is a unique power that belongs to psychics, and even Donnie, a wizard with a strong spirit, cannot snoop on it.

But Clettu's actions obviously had an effect, when the Spirit Binding Jar was just opened, Short looked like he was looking at whom, and after Clettu looked at it, Short was much less hostile.

But that doesn't mean much, Short is still resisting, and as it fights back, Clethu is paying the price.

It must be said that the psychic man's actions were too reckless, and the original intention of Donnie and the others was to weaken Short's power so that it did not have the ability to fight back against Claytu.

And Clettu, while Short's power is still there, tries to communicate with it, and at the same time appeases its anger, but also to get information about the gates of hell.

The difficulty suddenly increased by several levels, and Will knew that Claytu was the best psychic in Oclair, but he still had the idea of finding someone else.

At this moment, Clettu was shaking, but he was standing steadily, blood sliding down his nostrils and eye sockets, and on the other side, Schott's disgraced figure flickered like an afterimage, and the confrontation between the two had obviously reached a white-hot level!

'Bang! A rune-coated window exploded not far away, and countless shards of glass fell down the street below the inn.