Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

Thanks to the expert certification from [Flying White Cat], wishing the boss many gold coins in ten consecutive gacha pulls.

I've been busy lately as it's the end of the year, and haven't had much time to push forward with the new version's main storyline, so I'll have to postpone the extra chapters.

……

Time passed by, second by second.

Qi Zhimu manipulated his staff, constantly dodging and weaving to avoid attacks from the invisible mirror ghost and the shadow.

There are so many mirrors in this maze that it's almost impossible to completely avoid their reflections.

The fact that a corner of his clothes would cast a shadow whenever it was reflected in a mirror infuriated him.

The black tower, held firmly in his arms, remained undisturbed by the outside noise, its mind flashing with various complex formulas.

Gradually, through the analysis of the space, the external and internal structure of this mysterious mirror space became clear.

But that's not enough; we must find the ghost's true form.

"Mr. Magician, share my vision and mirror as I instruct."

"You're finally done!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Hei Ta noticed Qi Zhimu's fingers brushing past her eyes, bringing a strange sensation.

It's as if you no longer own your eyes.

Besides that, it hurts a bit.

"Hurry up and tell me the location. If we take too long, it'll hurt your eyes. Where am I supposed to find such beautiful and cute food then?" Qi Zhimu urged.

The Black Tower provides precise coordinates.

This time, Qi Zhimu did not use lightning magic, but simply and directly struck with the end of his staff.

The staff shot straight toward the back of the mirror, but just before making contact, it suddenly veered and, with a drift-like trajectory, slammed its end into the mirror, shattering it.

Along the way, the invisible ghost kept leaping out from the nearby mirrors to attack, but they were all dodged.

Having dealt with it for so long, Qi Zhimu has figured out that the Invisible Ghost only has physical attack methods.

As long as you don't get touched, you won't get hurt.

Soon, all the invisible mirrors in this space were shattered in a specific order.

"Hahaha, it's super easy!" Qi Zhimu laughed.

The Black Tower surveyed the area below, where mirrors of all sizes were disappearing one by one.

Before long, the dark glass on the ground suddenly lit up, revealing a faceless figure in the center.

"That's it." Black Tower's spirits lifted slightly.

"Go on."

Without hesitation, Qi Zhimu cast a spell, unleashing a powerful lightning bolt that cleaved the faceless figure into smoke.

The whole world fell silent.

Two seconds later, space shattered, turning into an endless white world.

A door cracked open a hundred meters away from Qi Zhimu and the other person.

"Is that the exit?"

"It might not be the exit you're thinking of. According to the setting of Deadly Mirror, there are five such spaces, and the ending is only after you've navigated through them all."

Qi Zhimu's lips froze.

One is infuriating enough, but now this brat says there are four more mirror spaces in the future?

"Tell me first, how many levels of this terrible movie did you watch?"

"Fourth one, think about it yourself. I was talking about the mirror ghost here, and I also said the film is a level-based adventure, and I didn't know whether the protagonist lived or died in the end... Uh, that hurts..."

As he finished speaking, Black Tower noticed that the arm around him had suddenly tightened, and he couldn't help but protest.

"It hurts too!"

"But I'm the one being squeezed tight. Do you have phantom pain?"

"I have a headache!"

Despite his glare, Qi Zhimu quickly loosened his grip on her arm.

Heita rubbed his aching back.

"You're a magician, yet you're so strong."

"Then go ask my creator. The concept of ethereal life can never be changed. If I were a great mage who could wipe out half the universe with a snap of my fingers, would I need to be here being bossed around by you?"

"That's right, let's go through that door."

Black Tower urged them on, while also making grand promises.

"I know you're impatient, but the sooner we get back to Azure Star, the better my mood will be, and the better I'll taste to you, won't I?"

"You're sensible..."

Qi Zhimu, carrying the Black Tower, walked straight through the door.

It's another world filled with mirrors.

As soon as they entered, countless mirrors lit up simultaneously, and from each one emerged a Qi Zhimu and a Black Tower.

Thousands upon thousands of shadows stood in two rows, densely packed and occupying most of the space.

Strangely, their positions form a passageway, the destination of which is unknown.

Some of these figures were crying, some were laughing, some were expressionless, and some were screaming wildly.

Countless sounds converged, forming a noise powerful enough to tear eardrums.

The noise was amplified infinitely by the enclosed space, echoing in every corner.

Seeing double images everywhere in the distance, Qi Zhimu's expression changed slightly.

Countless black towers swayed before his eyes, and some even had the same expression as the black tower beside him.

"Is there going to be some kind of switcheroo plot? Relying on sheer quantity to create terror is just too ridiculous."

Black Tower grabbed his clothes again.

"I will follow behind you."

Her voice cut through the surrounding noise and reached Qi Zhimu's ears clearly.

"Keep moving forward, and don't stop no matter what you hear. The ghosts in the second dimension can only kill by attacking the mind."

"They may appear to have different expressions, but once you step into the passage they form, they will release negative emotions and words that will keep drilling into your mind."

"Once your defenses crumble, it's your death day."

Qi Zhimu was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly.

"Heh...you little brat, you're getting better and better at ordering people around. I'll just fly you there, won't I?"

"This is the only way; running is not allowed. This is the rule of the second space."

Qi Zhimu tried it out and found that his ability really didn't work.

"That damn screenwriter actually resorted to using rule settings."

He was so angry that his brow twitched, and he reached out and picked up the black tower.

It's so small, not even big enough to fill my arms.

Through these noises and the Black Tower's prompts, he realized that covering his ears was useless.

The second spatial maze actually tests willpower.

Let's go.

Two figures, one tall and one short, merged into the Mind-Bending Passage, moving forward resolutely.

Countless eerie figures turned their gazes toward the girl in Qi Zhimu's arms.

"Give up..."

"There's no spaceship at all...!"

"Azure Star is destroyed!"

"We're going to die here..."

These were the desperate voices that the Black Tower least wanted to hear from the depths of its heart.

Even though she knew it was useless, she still covered her ears with her hands, barely managing to find some psychological comfort.

Noticing the girl in his arms biting her lip, Qi Zhimu casually kicked himself next to her.

It went right through.

Tch, it doesn't even have a physical form.

In the previous space, at least I could kill these unpleasant fakes.

"Kid, can you still hold on?"

"fine……"

"That doesn't sound good. Let me tell you a joke—"

Qi Zhimu leaned down slightly and whispered in her ear.

Question: Do you know who is responsible for the global locust plague?

"...I think I've heard of it before, it's the Procreation Star God."

"Wrong! The answer is the Star God of Pleasure."

"Where's the evidence?"

"The phrase 'joyful locust plague' sounds like 'global locust plague,' which is quite amusing."

"Let's not talk jokes anymore, Mr. Magician, you're really not good at them..."

Even so, her furrowed brows relaxed a little, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.