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It seemed as if an endless wall of blood crystals was connected to the low-hanging sky, forming a complex maze.

Suddenly, one of the crystal walls began to shake violently.

It was like it had turned into a ball of soft substance, and the bubbles remaining in the tiny cracks were forced out during the kneading process.

These bubbles gathered in the center, forming a huge mass of hollow matter.

Then there seemed to be a flash of light.

The entire wall was instantly swallowed up by the huge bubble inside and disappeared from its original place.

The bubble that engulfed one wall suddenly expanded, like some plague, engulfing several surrounding walls.

Not until the walls of this area completely disappeared did Joshua slowly walk forward from behind.

Layer upon layer of space almost naturally followed his steps and spread forward.

Like water waves, it swallowed up all the walls along the way.

In this way, Joshua didn't bother to find the "right path" at all, he just kept going forward.

He was not afraid of consuming too much physical strength and energy because of this behavior.

These efforts were not in vain. Every time he "cracked" a wall, it was equivalent to obtaining some information about the maze.

This information will in turn become his [entries], which will be used to better deal with the troubles that may arise next.

On the other side, Corisokon walked through several forks in the road and came to a circular area surrounded by walls.

This place looks very much like a garden atrium, with several passages around it, hidden by walls, leading to different directions.

Perhaps it would be appropriate to put a fountain here.

Cohen stood in the center of the circle, raised his head and looked forward. The mane on his back, which was made up of tiny roots of plants, shook like a real canine.

The densely packed spores ignored the barriers of the walls and crossed the distances of space, growing and multiplying in an almost disorderly manner.

Wherever the spore went, he gradually understood all the information in the maze.

A passage leading to the "exit" gradually became clear in my mind.

He muttered quietly, “If it was Joshua, he would definitely use his damn ability to pass through it.”

The implication is that he can't do that.

This does not mean that their abilities are different, but that the attributes and characteristics of their abilities are different, so the methods of dealing with problems are naturally different.

After the map in his mind became more than half clear, he continued to move forward.

"Hmm? Something new?"

After walking a short distance from the atrium, Cohen discovered something he had never seen before...

When Cohen's tail finally left the atrium, in another overlapping domain, a dark shadow quickly passed through an identical atrium.

The sonic boom resounded throughout the maze, and the hurricane was filled with black smoke, completely submerging the road behind.

When Veronica realized that she had entered the maze, she took half a second to reflect on her previous behavior and whether she had led the entire team into a pit.

And she came up with two guesses.

The first is that this toad dung maze trap was built based on a part of the area of ​​Isotinda.

This way, once they reach the designated area, they will fall into the trap.

The second is that this trap is triggered based on time.

As long as the power is accumulated and the team is still on Isotinda, no matter where they are, they will be trapped.

Veronica wasn't sure which was true.

But from a certain perspective, they do have the intention to fall into the trap on purpose.

Because this is the quickest way to find a hidden Spirit of Truth.

After a brief attempt to reflect, Veronica, who was dizzy with all the complicated speculations, gave up reflecting.

Consider a simpler and more brute-force idea instead.

If it is the first guess, then blow up the trap and catch the nasty guy who set the trap and eat him.

If it is the second guess, it is better to blow up the trap and catch the nasty guy who set the trap and eat him.

Suddenly, her facial armor cracked, revealing her mouth, and her developed olfactory system sniffed the maze.

"Oh? There seem to be snacks..."

She folded her wings, and amid the whistling wind, she landed precisely on something on the ground.

A pair of sharp bird claws grabbed the one on the ground - a shriveled head.

This one seemed completely dehydrated, just a dull layer of skin covering a bony head attached to an equally shrunken body.

Everything valuable in its body, all its flesh, blood, and energy, was sucked dry.

Veronica looked forward—

There are quite a few mummies like this scattered around ahead.

She picked up the body, put it close to the face and sniffed it carefully: "It's a crimson life."

She threw the mummy aside in boredom.

The poor corpse hit the crystal wall and was instantly shattered into pieces.

With a flick of its tail, the skull that rolled back was knocked away again.

Veronica stared at the scene ahead and murmured, "Finally I know where all the residents who disappeared on Isotinda are..."

A silent maze, a peaceful air.

It was as if a ripple passed by.

Maggie floated forward slowly, her speed was the slowest among the entire team.

But her direction and speed never changed from beginning to end, and remained exactly the same at every moment.

All the walls she encountered seemed to be nothing when she touched them, and she just penetrated them.

She just flew forward slowly.

Gradually, mummies appeared on the ground.

The residents of Isotinda, no matter whether they were strong or weak in the past, whether they were the instigators of a planetary war, or the winners in the arena, all available energy was absorbed.

A life of struggle has come to an end, leaving only an ugly and useless skin piled here.

Maggie didn't seem to pay the slightest attention to the bodies.

She was just flying towards her set goal.

Until a certain moment, her speed, which seemed to not change even if the world was destroyed, finally caused a ripple. Then the ripple grew bigger and bigger until she stopped.

The rows of tentacles on its head shook uneasily.

She listened carefully.

Escaping from the world is a process of leaving the mundane world and escaping from everything, among which there is one thing that one must pay special attention to avoiding.

That is the "crisis".

Therefore she is particularly sensitive to danger.

At this moment, as she listened, a wonderful music gradually came.

At first listen, the music is so mixed and subtle that no details can be heard.

But gradually, the living creatures were tumbling and struggling in some sticky substance, and the wails of being invaded and injured became clearer.

——It was as if billions of living beings, coming from all directions, were shouting one after another.

It sounded like a howl of pain, but also like a roar of excitement.

Amid the overly dense shouts, it seemed as if a raging river was surging and roaring, making waves of sounds much deeper than the shouts.

There are so many of these sounds that their random combination directly forms a piece of music.

A piece of music with extremely dense channels, extremely many timbres, and extremely complex sources, is like taking psychedelic drugs and falling into a fantasy that is neither a dream nor a dream.

Thousands of songs that have been heard or not heard before are playing in my ears at the same time——

You Huan turned around abruptly and heard loud shouts and the rush of sticky blood plasma, which formed a painful and joyful, psychedelic and exciting shocking music that drowned him.

In the direction he was looking, a huge stream of blood plasma was rushing down from behind the walls and pouring towards him!
At the moment when the blood plasma was about to drown him, bits of snow flew away.

Feixue once again condensed his figure in the air, and a deeper red torrent was reflected in his bright red eyes.

He looked seriously towards the source of the plasma.

The shouts and rushing sounds of billions of people became extremely clear and loud.

It seems to have reached a peak.

With a loud bang, a column of water burst out from the blood river, and a giant limb covered with wings, eyeballs and tentacles emerged from the blood plasma!

Then the second one, the third one...

Until all the limbs rose from the roaring and surging plasma, forming a tangled, amorphous crimson mass of limbs.

[Essence of Mad Blood], coming!

You Huan's vision was filled with a strange red color.

It was as if countless dark red mists were rising up before his eyes, lingering around him and distorting everything he saw.

This deep red not only filled his vision, but also "squeezed" his consciousness in a strange way.

Fortunately, the [True Spirit] was operating in his body, contaminating the truth from the crimson and excluding it.

[True Spirit] and Fen Yu's [Truth] are powers of the same level and can protect his consciousness to the greatest extent.

But this is Fenyu, and this is the territory of Truth after all.

[True Spirit] does not have the home advantage and will ultimately be slightly weaker.

You Huan looked at the slowly rising dark red limbs and did not do anything immediately. Instead, he thought:

Since [Essence of Mad Blood] appeared in the trap set for him, what about the other team members...?
——A frenzied, shapeless, huge crimson body raised a limb high.

Thousands of leather wings on the limbs flapped madly.

The next moment, it fell towards Joshua at a slow speed.

At this moment, Joshua discovered that his wings seemed to have lost the ability to flap, and his body was frozen in place by an invisible force.

Faced with such a slow attack, he seemed to have no way to dodge.

Not just him.

At the same time, Corey Sokoan, Veronica, Maggie...

Of course, this also includes You Huan.

A "Crazy Blood Essence" appeared in each of them, complete.

And according to the different abilities of each team member, each "Crazy Blood Essence" made different actions!
"boom!"

Plasma poured in from all directions, engulfing all the spores released by Cohen.

Limbs of mad blood essence condensed from random locations among the plasma and shot towards Cohen.

Cohen was caught in a dilemma in the ubiquitous attack.

Facing the spirit of truth, he had no reservations, and the plant "shells" on his face and chest all cracked open, revealing his true self.

The power released by the true self offsets the power of crimson, while absorbing the opponent's information.

Enduring the frenzy of crimson pollution invading his mind, he analyzed it carefully.

“This… is this really the true body of a god, complete and without any retention or dispersion of power?!”

——"I'm so stupid, why would this old guy target me first!"

Veronica was flying in a limited space. Around her, the [Essence of Mad Blood] was infinitely enlarged, forming a deep red barrier covering all directions and wrapping her up.

The barrier pushed inward little by little, compressing Veronica's space for movement.

It also suppresses her dark and terrifying abilities.

"No, no..." Faced with this dangerous situation, her mind calmed down and she murmured.

"Setting up this kind of trap itself is not something the old guy would do.

Once He strikes, He will frantically ensure that all targets are swiftly and brutally annihilated.

So... is He in everyone's trap?

How did he do this? When did this old guy have such a powerful ability to clone himself? "

“Could it be…” She slowly stopped her useless flying and attacking and stopped where she was.

Three bright yellow eyeballs distributed in a triangle shape, looking in three directions around them.

His eyes darted around quickly, as if looking for something.

At the same time, on the other side, in the steaming crimson mist that filled the entire maze, Maggie, who was forced to appear, turned around and looked in a certain direction of the maze...

Found the key!
——You Huan dodged an attack from [Essence of Wild Blood].

The direction the Eye of Truth was looking at was the circular atrium that we had passed by before. (End of this chapter)