The heart pounded, and the torches flickered.
After the Stone Gate slammed shut, Lin An was the only one moving forward through the vast secret chamber.
He did not stop in front of the half stone wall.
Taking two steps as one, Lin An pushed his perception to its limits and made straight for the stone coffin.
The wind howled.
Scenes from his memories pieced themselves together like fragments.
Secret chamber, maze, speed.
Having experienced the Strength Trial, he boldly assumed that the maze in this trial must represent some crucial information.
Combined with the fact that when he entered the trial, the System had not required him to escape the maze or find its exit...
Lin An instinctively thought of one possibility.
The so-called maze was the most straightforward hint.
Just like the Strength Trial.
Since the System did not require them to find an exit, it had nothing to do with the maze as a physical structure.
A maze with no exit—or one that did not need to be escaped—was meaningless as a physical concept!
Then, by extension, the maze most likely referred to a maze of thought, a maze of reactions!
All the information was misleading the Trial Takers. The test was whether they could quickly realize this.
It was testing their reaction speed!
That was not the line of thought the North America War Zone had been the first to grasp.
A maze, a maze.
Since it was a maze, how could it contain no misdirection and no seemingly correct route?
That was why Lin An did not particularly agree with the North America War Zone.
Even so...
His thoughts grew heavy.
Lin An even suspected that the North America War Zone would find "evidence" supporting their judgment on the way to the maze's core.
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