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At this moment, Semiramis surprised the two heroic spirits below.The temperament and demeanor she displayed at this moment seemed to be no longer as simple as an assassin, but a commander who sat high in the royal city and commanded the army to fight.

"Understood!" Achilles hummed, and turned the tip of the flying star, calling for the full release of the stormy chariot (Troias Tragoidia) and the two immortal horses "Xanthos" and "Balyus" With its divine speed, it rushed out of the garden with emerald green light.

Atalanta summoned the bow of the sky and jumped to the high altitude of the hall to hide.

Semiramis was wearing a long black feather dress and got down from the throne step by step, with a bewitching arc drawn at the corner of his mouth.

"Then, let those who have nothing to do become prisoners of the maze. Let those who I hate to kill soon experience the most extreme pain!" The empress murmured cruelly to herself, she glanced at Atalanta vaguely, and the next moment.Countless densely packed texts of the Age of Gods appeared in front of her eyes.

Like a virtual keyboard of modern technology, her hands quickly clicked on various symbols.

There was no response from the Throne Hall, but a barrier wall appeared in front of Weston and his party presented on the screen. They pushed open the door and walked into the door, followed by a trace of a room within a room.

"A labyrinth?" Joan of Arc said to herself, her face suddenly changed.

"What's the matter?" asked Weston.

Joan's face was ugly: "The sensory ability as a Ruler also disappeared in an instant. I lost the sensory ability to the black Assassin and the enemy's followers."

"That is to say, the enemy intends to use this to delay time, right?" Weston stared at the trap room in front of him, unfolding his magic eye analysis.

It's useless!

In front of the throne hall, Semiramis laughed mockingly: "Your solver is indeed able to analyze the essence of all things, but if these rooms themselves are 'numbers', the so-called 'solution of equations' does not exist."

All things can be analyzed into molecules and atoms, but it is very difficult to further analyze molecules and atoms. His magic eye can analyze different types, but there is absolutely no 'decomposition' of finer substances.

In the sky garden, with blessings, she is absolutely invincible.

As Semiramis expected, three seconds later, Weston on the screen showed a frowning and troubled expression.

"No, that Assyrian empress has obviously been guarding against my magic eye for a long time. These rooms belong to the category of 'atoms in magic power', and I can't break them down. But I can use brute force..." At this point , Weston looked at his companion Karna who had won the previous battle.

Gray shook her head: "Although Lancer can destroy everything, I'm afraid you will also suffer a lot of fatal injuries. Besides, we are in the area of ​​the Assassin on the red side. The purpose of her making the room is obviously to delay enough time. Then , spread the search, and see who is lucky enough to find the only exit, that is to seize the opportunity."

Joan nodded in agreement: "That's right, this is the best way. To avoid the possibility of being gradually divided and broken by them, we will try our best to proceed in groups."

"I plan to team up with Weston." x2

Joan of Arc paused for a moment, and heard the same words from the dumb-haired girl opposite her, she couldn't help casting a puzzled look.

Gray's face blushed, as if her mind had been seen through.

"This distribution is unreasonable. Your Lancer has absolutely no power in first gear."

"I see." Gray also knew that this was not realistic, but after this battle, he would say goodbye.Even in the future, she would like to spend as much time with her friends as possible, that's why she made such a request.

"Then I'll be in a team with Joan, Lancer will be in a team alone, Grey, you and Astolfo will be in a team!" Weston glanced at it for a while, thinking that this should be the most reasonable.

If it is distributed according to the game of war chess.

There is no need to worry about placing Lancer, a unparalleled Heroic Spirit, anywhere on the battlefield

And Gray is the transformed 'Fire Dragon Clan (Liberation Holy Lance)' and needs a round (time) to be invincible, which inevitably requires unexpected units to delay her time. Astolfo's whole body is undoubtedly a treasure. the best choice.

Joan of Arc is the king of the opponent's key breakthrough target. Once she dies, the whole game will be declared GG. As a self with all the advantages, the Juggernaut and part-time magician can completely chop the opponent's long-range and melee combat into scum.

Joan of Arc is just a decoy to attract enemies and upgrade herself.

"Well, that would be perfect."

"((‵□′)) Woo—!" Ken Niang, who was forgotten, let out a dissatisfied voice.

"You..." Weston said something completely incomprehensible to Frankenstein: "Be my (charging) treasure!"

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According to Weston's deployment, the team is almost perfect.

After that, Karna entered the door and disappeared. After Weston and Joan of Arc entered the door again, they did not find the figure of Karna in the previous step.As they expected, Semiramis really wanted to delay time.

Has been forgotten in Astolfo looking at the two teams, standing still thinking hard.

'Ah, I seem to remember, but I don't seem to remember...' She murmured such words.Gray was puzzled and said, "Should we also enter the room?"

Astolfo immediately shook his head: "This time the labyrinth must be handed over to me, Charlemagne's Twelve Warriors. I have almost remembered how to solve the treasure of this labyrinth..."

A few minutes later, Astolfo concretized a magic book in his hand: "I found it, this is it."

"With this, we will definitely be able to solve this maze."

"What!?" Gray exclaimed: "Since there is this, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Sensing the traces of Karna's infinite release of magical power through the command spell, she couldn't help but want to strangle the heroic spirit in front of her.

"Hey hey~" Regarding this, Astolfo could only scratch his head and laugh dryly.

……

Maze room.

After pushing open the door and entering, without any surprise, the room Weston and Joan were staring at was exactly the same as before.

"This is already the third identical room. Adding Lancer, Rider, and Grey, at least five rooms are occupied by us at this moment." Joan of Arc said with a serious face.

"Is this calculation useless?" Weston looked at her speechlessly.

Joan shook her head earnestly; "No, based on the attributes I obtained from the enemy Assassin before, even if she can use Age of Gods magic at will in the Hanging Garden, it doesn't mean that she creates such a room is equivalent to infinite. Since your magic eyes can't After analyzing it, she must have focused on the details of the number of rooms."