It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 654 Spring Day
The tentacles were very soft; they flattened the car when it was hit. Countless tentacles struggled and wriggled under the hood, showing a faint tendency to crawl out.

Feng Ling unzipped her waist bag, pulled out a grenade, and quickly threw it into the car!
boom! ! !
Flames and thick smoke shot out from the car. The proximity to the blast point caused Feng Ling's ears to ring for two or three seconds. She stood in front of the car with a taut face, relying on her strong physique and not worried at all about the possibility of a secondary explosion that might injure her.

The red dot representing the child disappeared in the third-person perspective.

A few seconds later, the nearby parasites asked in unison again—

Why kill us?

Why kill us?

Each shout was louder than the last, each one deafening!
The continuous waves of sound made it seem as if all the parasites in the city were talking to Feng Ling!
Feng Ling was so disturbed by the noise that she wanted to cover her ears!

"Shut up!!!" she shouted, releasing her mental pressure!

But it didn't work.

Her mental pressure passed through the bodies of these parasites without affecting them, as if there was another force behind them that was on par with Feng Ling.

On the contrary, Ye Zheng and Qingyou, who failed to create distance in time, found it difficult to breathe under the pressure of mental energy.

Feng Ling quickly withdrew his mental energy, took out more grenades, and threw them to his left and right sides like he was throwing baseballs!
Boom boom boom! ! !
The explosion was deafening, dust flew everywhere, and the nearby parasites fell to the ground, silent.

The parasites in the distance also stopped questioning.

The world is quiet.

Feng Ling's ears were finally at peace.

She turned to Ye Zheng, her face showing barely suppressed frustration, "I don't quite understand."

Ye Zheng was also stumped, and frowned as he asked, "You can't find any clues even with the Eye of Horus?"

Feng Ling nodded, her face grim as she looked into the distance. "According to past practice, the red dot for the maze boss is the largest and reddest, but this area is all red. That kid from earlier definitely wasn't one; he died too easily."

She pondered for a moment, then said, "What I'm most worried about is a situation like Risa's. If the Lord of the Labyrinth here can split his body into countless branches like a stitched monster, then if we want to get rid of the Lord of the Labyrinth, do we have to kill all the parasites?"

Ye Zheng's expression changed. "I don't think so..."

A city has at least hundreds of thousands of residents. If they are all parasitized, that's hundreds of thousands of parasites. Even if she and Feng Ling kill them day and night, how long will it take to kill them all?
Moreover, killing people and killing monsters are ultimately different. Even if one is aware that they are facing a monster in human form, will the repeated killing lead to psychological distortion? Will it cause a mental breakdown?
These potential dangers must be anticipated.

"Let's retreat, let's think about it again." Ye Zheng had the idea of ​​backing out.

Feng Ling sighed helplessly.

There are tall buildings all around, so the large kite can't land.

The two returned to the golf course with the weasel and the third brother. The kite descended, bringing Feng Ling and Ye Zheng back into the sky.

During the flight, the tiger almost fell off the kite's back—the soft grass below was too tempting for it, and it longed to return to the ground. Its tiger skin had been exposed to the sun for so long that it was starting to fade.

As Feng Ling comforted her, she gazed at the distant buildings, her expression slightly dazed. After entering this area, she no longer sensed the abyss's call.

She speculated that the space nearby was superimposed on the space of another maze, so all signals were interfered with, much like a human cell phone malfunctioning in a contaminated area of ​​a maze.

Unfortunately, according to the direction she had sensed earlier, she had to pass through here to get to the Abyss Labyrinth.

Well, one maze blocked another.

If she doesn't resolve this problem, she will never be able to reach the abyss.

The weasel beside her was typing away on its phone, its fingers flying across the keyboard. It had recently become increasingly adept at typing with its paws.

“We need to find a way into the maze. This area should just be a contaminated part of the maze,” Ye Zheng said thoughtfully. “Once we truly enter the maze, we won’t be far from the maze’s master.”

"This is troublesome." Feng Ling felt frustrated. "The maze is invisible and intangible. Even if it's in the process of breaking down because there's no administrator, the cracks won't be everywhere. To accurately find the crack to enter, we'll have to use the monitoring equipment from China..."

The thought of borrowing the equipment made Feng Ling even more annoyed.

Because renting equipment definitely requires an application and going through procedures, and even after approval, it's uncertain how long it will take for the equipment to be transported by plane.

Feng Ling looked down and scratched her hair, now deeply aware of how inconvenient it was to be in a foreign country.

The weasel held the phone and shoved it into her hand; the phone's notes were full of words.

Ye Zheng leaned over and watched with Feng Ling.

While Fengling was killing the parasite, Qingyou never stopped searching its card pool. It found a card that it thought best suited the current situation and described it in detail in its memo.

[The card, titled "Spring and Goddess of Life," is based on Inanna from Sumerian mythology. Although she represents spring, Inanna is not gentle; she is ambitious, loves power, and her abilities, like her personality, are aggressive and conquest-driven, manifesting as excessively overgrown plants or overly passionate abundance.]

The most famous myth associated with Inanna is a long poem called "Inanna's Descent to the Underworld." If the master of the labyrinth is indeed the goddess of spring and life, then the layout and characteristics of the labyrinth should be related to "Inanna's Descent to the Underworld."

The long poem "Inanna's Journey to Hell" tells the story of a goddess's journey to the underworld. Legend says that hell has seven gates, and with each gate the goddess passes through, she removes a veil representing her divine dignity and loses her divinity in turn. To save her lover, Inanna ultimately passes through the seven gates and enters the deepest part of hell. The world loses its spring and abundance; all things wither, and winter arrives. This is a typical myth of seasons, reflecting the changing of the seasons in mythology.

There was still some content left unwritten, probably because Qingyou was in a hurry and first showed Fengling what he considered to be the key information.

“Springtime, abundant… plants growing wildly.” Ye Zheng said thoughtfully, “This characteristic can indeed explain the parasites’ powerful healing ability. Unless they are chopped into very small pieces or blown up with a grenade, they are almost impossible to kill. This is very similar to you.”

Feng Ling suddenly had a whimsical thought: "In mythology, the goddess Inanna went to hell. Is it possible that the reason we can't find the Lord of the Labyrinth is because it's not here at all?"

Inspired, Ye Zheng looked at Feng Ling and said, "Perhaps this maze corresponds to the changes in the myth of time. It's spring now, but it will soon become winter when everything withers?"

“I think I’m starting to get it…” Feng Ling thought for a moment, then patted the large kite under the cushion. “Fly forward.”

Ye Zheng was slightly taken aback. "Where are we going?"

"It's hard to say right now. I'll explain when we get there," Feng Ling replied.