Huh? Are they all real?...

The team leader was clearly dissatisfied with the team members' laxity.

But the other party waved his hand and laughed:

"Boss, don't worry, we've already checked this place, there's absolutely no problem!"

As he spoke, he tapped the little devil statue beside him and said:

"Unless this thing specifically waited for you to come before it came to life!"

As soon as he said that, the commander realized his eyebrows were twitching as if he were possessed.

Are they really waiting for me to come over?

The thought had just crossed the mind when the leader suddenly looked at the little devil statue holding the strange weapon.

Fortunately, it didn't move.

It seems that it really is just a statue?

They are tomb raiders from the extraordinary world, and their methods are all designed to work with the extraordinary. When the extraordinary methods fail, they are not even sure if they can still trust their own experience.

For example, according to their experience, these little devils should be inanimate objects.

The group leader and others still looked serious.

The person in charge of exploring the area also felt a little uneasy, but still, to prove his abilities, he picked up his weapon and struck the little devil statue beside him, saying:

"Really, it's an inanimate object. You have to believe me, boss. Look, I've hit it like this and it's still fine!"

The little brother was banging on the little devil statue.

The people in front of him all changed their expressions and took a step back.

Upon seeing this, the younger brother broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

"Wait, boss, what's going on here?"

No one answered him; they simply retreated further back.

He kept glancing around.

He looked extremely flustered.

The younger brother could only swallow hard and look to his side.

The little devil statue, which had been staring straight ahead, was now looking down at him.

The dog's face, covered in verdigris, showed no emotion.

However, it is precisely because it is an inanimate object devoid of any emotion that it appears particularly terrifying at this moment.

"ah---!"

The little brother only managed to shout that one word before he was tackled to the ground by the little devil in front of him.

Everyone could only watch helplessly as he was slashed and chopped to pieces by the little devil with his strange weapon.

And it was as if this was the trigger that all the little devil statues around them started looking at them.

This scene was even more terrifying in the eerie underground labyrinth.

Seeing this, the man, as the leader of the group, shouted almost without hesitation:

"Run!"

Just kidding, how could they possibly deal with a solid bronze statue with so little stuff in their hands?

Let alone damaging these statues. He even doubted how many people in his group would still be able to lift their own weapons after becoming mortals.

The little demons jumped off the platform and onto their strange weapons, which were taller than themselves, hopping and leaping as they chased after the humans.

Although they appear slow, they are actually faster than you can imagine, often arriving in front of them in just one or two leaps.

Then, the little devil, weighing several hundred pounds, will bar its fangs and claws and smash down on the human in front of it, then pounce on it and subject it to a cruel and inhumane torture.

Some members also tried to resist.

Just as the leader had predicted, after becoming mortals, their weapons were no longer able to do much damage to these pure copper artifacts.

On the contrary, trying to resist would delay their escape.

For a time, their screams filled almost the entire maze.

The fastest runner, the regimental commander, had already frantically run into a tunnel.

There were no small demon statues around.

This allowed his tense nerves to relax a little.

However, he immediately saw a very familiar piece of advice appear in front of him.

This prompted the regimental commander to immediately pull back from the brink and shout to the people following behind him:

"Hurry, keep running forward!"

It is perfectly normal for a leader to instruct everyone to run in his direction at this time.

So the people behind him continued running forward without noticing.

But they soon noticed the advice.

It reads:

"Watch out to the right ahead!"

Watch out on your right?

That means there's danger on the left!

This is a consensus among almost all of them.

So, as experienced veterans, they took the weapon in their hands without saying much.

Without any communication, they formed a formation facing the left to meet the enemy.

In front were shield bearers, and behind them were gunners and spearmen.

Once they had formed a battle formation, they were confident that even if five or six little devils jumped out again, they wouldn't be able to win them over anytime soon!

Then, they suddenly rushed out.

Then, there was nothing on the left!

But from behind them, on their right side, came the incredibly familiar sound of the little devil jumping around.

"what!"

"Damn it, how come it's really on the right?!"

"No, you're telling the truth to the tomb raiders?!"

Seeing their companions being pounced on by the little devils, the captain and the others behind them turned and fled to the left without looking back.

Because they were fleeing too fast, and having become mortals, they couldn't stop after turning another corner and tumbled into a slope.

It rolled down the slope and into a pool of mud.

After struggling to get up.

The commander's expression changed as he looked at his hands, which were covered in green mud, and said:

"It's poison? Hmm, slightly poisonous!?"

First came surprise, then delight.

He thought to himself that this person still had some conscience, as he didn't use potent poison to harm them!

But his joy lasted only a moment, because he soon saw a poisonous pool in front of him that stretched as far as the eye could see!

It is indeed a mild poison that cannot kill a person instantly, but precisely because it cannot cause immediate death, people will have hope and will move forward into this poisonous pool from which they do not know if they can ever escape.

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Almost instantly, they understood this.

Every now and then, a few green bubbles would float up from the bottom of the poisonous pool and burst open. It was originally mixed with a fishy stench and other indescribable smells. The smell was like rotten meat that had been decaying for thousands of years mixed with stinking sludge.

All of this should be something that sends chills down anyone's spine.

But faced with the maze designer's vicious arrangement, they felt that everything, despite its stench, seemed so gentle.

After his lips twitched wildly several times, the leader turned around and said:

"Get up there, hurry up there! Who the hell wants to cross this damn poison pool!"

The group members, as if waking from a dream, hurried towards the slope behind them, as veterans who had faced life and death in numerous ruins.

Although they were routed by the little devils, they still didn't lose their equipment.

So they immediately equipped themselves with climbing gear to prevent slipping.

But since the maze's master had specifically designed this poisonous pool, how could he possibly let them have their way?

Therefore, when they climbed up the slope, they discovered with bitterness that even if it was only a 45-degree slope, they would immediately come down after going up.

No matter how hard you try, you can only go up three or four meters before coming down again.

Unsurprisingly, this slope had been subjected to some special spell.

All they wanted to know was what the maze's designer ate to grow up like that.

That's why they went to great lengths to design this technique that's useless except for ripping people off.

Considering that they all fell down earlier, which was obviously not right, it is very likely that the other party designed an additional corresponding technique.

As his men continued to fall, the commander's brows furrowed into a deep frown.

After taking a deep breath, he shouted to his men:

"Stop trying! That damned maze master just wants us to walk through his own cesspool! Come on, let's not waste time here, let's move forward!"

After saying that, he walked straight ahead.

The remaining tomb raiders glanced at the slope that seemed to offer a chance to climb, and then followed their leader.

They made their way through this treacherous, poisonous pool.

Fortunately, they hadn't walked far in this disgusting cesspool when they were overjoyed to see the gate separating the poisonous pools ahead.

"The exit! The exit is just ahead!"

One of the tomb raiders practically jumped up, pointing at the gate.

Good heavens, he was perfectly fine outside, but in the blink of an eye he unwittingly entered this damned maze.

They were immediately attacked by a large group of little devil statues.

Now, they've inexplicably rolled into a cesspool of poison.

Fortunately, the gods and kings still had pity on him and gave him hope so early on.

Before he could excitedly run towards the gate, the captain stopped him, looking sternly at the calm, poisonous pool, and said:

"Don't be in such a hurry. Knowing that damned maze master as I do, it's definitely not that simple. He's definitely hiding something even more disgusting up ahead!"

Although he had only seen the tip of the iceberg of this maze, he had still managed to glimpse its essence from a small perspective.

Sure enough, as he took off the glove from his waist and threw it forward.

Immediately, several giant frogs, each as tall as a person, jumped out of the colorful mud in the pond.

Looking at their skin, which was covered in various colors, they knew that these frogs were definitely poisonous!

However, knowing the other party's trick actually relieved them.

At least this time it wasn't some bronze-level imp that you could tell at a glance you couldn't beat.

The commander even drew the precious sword he had stolen from the royal tomb and said:

"Brothers, hope is at hand, so charge!"

With the commander leading the charge, his men were naturally inspired and followed suit.

As they got carried away, they probably didn't notice that their commander, who had been charging ahead, had been left behind.

Seeing them charging towards them, the highly poisonous frogs were not to be outdone and charged back.