The moment you step into Maze, the stone door behind you is completely closed.
Lin Qin looked back. The door had disappeared and was replaced by a complete stone wall, which was integrated with the surrounding walls without any trace. He reached out and pressed it. The stone wall was hard and cold, without any sense of mechanism.
He didn't try again.
Lin Qin turned around and looked forward.
In front of you is a narrow passage, about three feet wide and five feet high. There are smooth stone walls on both sides of the passage. The stone walls are grey-brown with no lines or marks on them. The passage goes straight forward, extends for about a hundred feet, then turns left and disappears out of sight.
There is thick fog overhead.
The fog was gray and shrouded the entire Maze, making it difficult to see how high it was. Lin Qin tried to let go of his spiritual consciousness, but found that as soon as his spiritual consciousness came into contact with the fog, it disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea. He withdrew his spiritual consciousness and tried to jump up again, trying to see what was above the fog.
Jumped ten feet, but the fog remained.
Jumped twenty feet, the fog was still there.
After jumping thirty feet, the fog was still so thick, as if it were endless. And the higher you went up, the thicker the fog became, even beginning to affect your vision. Lin Qin fell back to the ground and stopped trying.
The mist is poisonous.
He just took a breath and found that after the mist entered his lungs, it would slowly corrode the body. Although he was close to Sovereign Artifact's physical body, this erosion could be ignored, but if he stayed in it for a long time, it would still have some impact. He took out an antidote pill from his arms and put it in his mouth, and tore off a piece of his clothes to cover his mouth and nose. Then he looked up at the gray mist, withdrew his gaze and stepped forward.
After walking a hundred feet, we came to the corner.
Lin Qin stopped and listened. There were some faint sounds coming from the corner - rustling, like something was crawling. He gripped the handle of the knife and turned the corner.
There was another passage in front of him, narrower than the previous one, only two feet wide. The passage went straight forward, with corners every few dozen feet, twisting and turning, with no end in sight. Some small cracks began to appear on the stone walls on both sides of the passage, and those rustling sounds came from the cracks.
After walking thirty feet, we came to the first corner.
Just as he turned the corner, a black shadow rushed from the side. Lin Qin was well prepared, sideways to avoid it, and at the same time slashed out with a knife. The sword flashed, and the black shadow was split into two halves, fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and stopped moving.
That's a mouse.
It was three feet long, completely black, with shiny fur and two blood-red eyes. Its teeth were as sharp as knives, and its claws were also extremely sharp. It was no ordinary creature at first glance. Lin Qin poked at the corpse with the tip of his knife and found that the fur of this rat was as hard as iron, and ordinary magic weapons could not cut through it. His knife could split it with one stroke because the knife itself was sharp enough.
Lin Qin took a look and continued to move forward.
After walking a few steps, two more mice appeared in front of them. They squatted in the middle of the passage. When they saw Lin Qin, they made a squeaking sound, and then pounced on them at the same time. These two mice were bigger and faster than the one just now.
One knife.
Two mice became four pieces.
Lin Qin walked past the corpses and continued forward. He noticed that after the death of these rats, the corpses quickly stiffened, and the color of the fur changed from pitch black to gray. He picked up a piece of flesh with the tip of a knife and looked at it, and found that the flesh and blood inside was decaying rapidly, emitting an unpleasant odor.
Toxic.
Not only the living ones can bite, but the dead can also poison people. Lin Qin frowned, walked around the corpse, and quickened his pace.
Along the way, there were more and more rats.
At first there were groups of three or five, then there were groups of more than a dozen, and then there were groups of dozens. They sprang out from every corner, crawled out from the cracks above their heads, climbed out of the holes in the walls, and killed them endlessly. Once, as soon as he turned a corner, he ran into a nest of rats - at least fifty of them, densely packed in the passage, like a black tide.
Lin Qin kills them all the way, the sword flashes non-stop.
The strength of those rats is not strong, each one is equivalent to an ordinary Highgod, but there are too many of them, and it is quite annoying to kill. Moreover, their teeth and claws are poisonous. Although they cannot hurt him, they will be troublesome if they are bitten. What's more important is that after killing one batch of these rats, another batch comes, and it seems that they will never be finished.
After killing for half an hour, the mouse finally disappeared.
After walking two hundred feet, he encountered the first fork in the road.
There are three passages in front of you, one going left, one going right, and one going straight. The three passages look exactly the same, without any difference. Lin Qin stood at the intersection, closed his eyes, and tried to distinguish them with perception.
But the fog blocked everything.
His consciousness could not penetrate, and his intuition failed. The three passages gave him the same feeling, as if no matter which one he chose, the result would be the same. He opened his eyes and carefully examined the entrances of the three passages - the lines on the stone walls, the dust on the ground, and the flow of the air were all the same.
He squatted down again and looked at the traces on the ground. There were rat paw prints and crawling marks in the three passages, and the numbers were about the same. This showed that rats often came in and out of the three passages, and it was impossible to judge which one was more dangerous from the traces.
Lin Qin stood up and chose to go straight.
After walking for half an hour, he met the second person.
It was a middle-aged man, Six-Star Fiend, sitting against the wall, gasping for air. He was covered in injuries, his clothes were torn, and his face was pale. He had obviously experienced a fierce battle. Seeing Lin Qin, a light of hope flashed in his eyes, and he struggled to stand up.
"Sir----save me----" He stretched out his hand, his voice weak.
Lin Qin stopped and looked at him.
The man's injuries were very serious. There was a deep claw mark on his chest, and his left arm was broken at shoulder level. The wound was still bleeding. His breath was weak and it was obvious that he could not last long. But Lin Qin noticed that the injuries on his body were not just claw marks. There was also a knife wound on his back. The wound was neat and opened by a sharp weapon.
It wasn't a rat injury. It was someone who chopped it from behind.
Lin Qin glanced at him, said nothing, and continued to move forward.
The man's pleading came from behind. "Sir! Don't leave! Save me----I don't want to die here----"
Lin Qin There is no looking back.
After walking thirty feet, a scream came from behind, and then stopped suddenly.
He stopped and looked back. At the other end of the passage, a black shadow was leaving the man and disappearing into the mist. The black shadow was moving so fast that even with his eyesight, he could only see a vague outline of a human figure, with his back hunched over and on all fours, running like a wild animal.
He didn't chase and continued to move forward.
After walking for another half an hour, he encountered his first dead end.
The passage in front of him was blocked by a stone wall, and there was no way out. Lin Qin stood in front of the wall and looked carefully. The stone wall was the same as the surrounding walls, without any gaps or mechanisms. He stretched out his hand and pushed, but there was no trace Immovable. He knocked again with the knife, and the sound was dull, indicating that the wall was very thick, at least several feet deep.
He wasted no time and turned around and walked back.
Return to the fork in the road you passed just now and change to another passage.
This time after walking two hundred feet, we encountered another fork in the road. This time there were four passages, leading to four directions respectively. Lin Qin chose the one on the far right.
Walking in, there is another narrow passage.
This time, he walked less than a stick of incense when he encountered a large number of rats.
They were overwhelming, densely packed, and crowded the entire passage. When they saw Lin Qin, they let out a piercing scream, and then came in like a tide.
Lin Qin did not retreat or hide.
He stood there and cut with one knife after another.
The knife was as bright as snow, and more than a dozen rats fell down every time he swung it. But the rats behind stepped on the corpses of their companions and continued to move forward, one after another, killing them. Lin Qin's knife became faster and faster, and the light from the knife connected together, forming a light curtain in front of him. The corpses of the rats piled up into a hill in front of him, and he continued to move forward on the mountain of corpses.
After half an hour of killing, the mice finally began to retreat.
Lin Qin did not chase, but just stood there, watching the rats retreat into the cracks deep in the passage like a tide. His body was covered with the blood of rats, which was black and had a fishy smell. He wiped his face with his sleeve and continued to move forward.
After walking a few steps, he met a third person.
It was a woman, standing in the middle of the passage with her back to him. She was wearing a white dress, her long hair was disheveled, and her back looked like a picture. When she heard the footsteps, she slowly turned around.
It was a beautiful face, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and skin as good as snow. It was too beautiful to look like a real person. She looked at Lin Qin, with a smile on her lips.
"Finally someone is here," she said, her voice sweet and sweet. "I've been walking alone for a long time, so lonely."
Lin Qin looked at her and said nothing.
The woman took a few steps closer, stopped in front of him, looked up at him, her eyes full of tenderness. "Can you accompany me? It's so boring to be alone."
Lin Qin looked at her and suddenly said, "You are pretending to be so different."
The woman's smile froze.
"The smell of blood on your body is too strong." Lin Qin said, "You killed more than one person."
The woman stared at him for three breaths and then suddenly smiled. The smile was no longer tender as before, but with a hint of coldness and murderous intent. Her eyes began to change, and her pupils stood up, becoming vertical pupils. Her nails grew longer and became as sharp as knives.
"Good eyesight." she said, "How did you see it?"
Lin Qin did not answer.
The woman was not annoyed, she just licked her lips, a trace of greed flashed in her eyes. "Your body is very strong. If I eat you, I will definitely become stronger."
She rushed forward.
She was very fast, faster than the Seven-Star Fiends she had encountered before. Her claws ripped out Sky Splitter's energy and went straight to Lin Qin's throat. This blow was enough to penetrate the defense of ordinary Seven-Star Fiends.
The sword flashed.
The woman's figure froze in mid-air, looking down at the knife marks on her chest, her eyes filled with disbelief. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. She fell to the ground and turned into a huge white fox.
The fox was all white, with smooth fur and six tails. It was Six-Tailed Spirit Fox. Lin Qin glanced at the fox corpse and continued to move forward.
Behind him, the fox's body gradually cooled.
After walking for another two hours, he met the fourth person.
It was an old man, Seven-Star Fiend, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the passage, seemingly adjusting his breath. Hearing the footsteps, he opened his eyes and looked at Lin Qin.
"Sir," he said, his voice hoarse, "it's not easy to meet people here.
Lin Qin looked at him and said nothing.
The old man didn't care and just sighed, "I've been here for three days and I've been going in circles. This Maze is very evil. It's obvious that it keeps moving forward, but in the end it always returns to the starting point."
He looked at Lin Qin, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes. "How did you get there? Is there any trick?"
Lin Qin shook his head.
The old man sighed in disappointment and closed his eyes again.
Lin Qin walked past him and continued forward.
After walking thirty feet, there was a sudden sound of piercing the air behind him. He did not look back, but struck a knife with his backhand. The knife flashed, and a scream came from behind. He looked back, and saw the old man covering his chest and looking at him with wide eyes, full of disbelief.
"You——" He moved his lips and fell down suddenly.
Lin Qin walked over and looked at his body. The old man was holding a dagger in his hand. The blade was dark and quenched with poison. He just pretended to show weakness and wanted to sneak attack from behind. Unfortunately, he chose the wrong target.
Lin Qin withdrew his gaze and continued to move forward.
After walking for who knows how long, he met the fifth person, the sixth person, and the seventh person----
Some are real humans, some are transformed mythical beasts, and some are mice transformed into spirits. Some want to join forces with him, some want to sneak attack him, and some want to treat him as prey. No matter what it is, the result is the same - a knife.
Lin Qin fought his way through without stopping.
He didn't know how long he had walked, nor how far he had walked. There was no day or night in Maze, only eternal darkness and fog. He could only roughly estimate the time by consuming the divine power in his body.
It took about three days of walking.
But he never found the exit.
This Maze seems to have no end.
On the fifth day, he stood in front of a huge fork in the road and stopped for the first time.
There are not three or four passages in front of you, but twelve passages, arranged in a circle, each one is exactly the same. Twelve passages, twelve roads, leading to twelve different directions.
Lin Qin stood at the intersection and closed his eyes.
He could feel that danger lurked in eight of those passages. Some contained magical beasts, some had mechanisms, and some were simply dead ends. But which one was the way to survive, he didn't know.
He opened his eyes and chose the third passage.
The moment he walked in, there was a loud bang behind him. He looked back and saw that the fork in the road had disappeared, replaced by a complete stone wall.
Maze has changed.
Lin Qin looked at the stone wall with calm eyes.
This Maze is more complicated than he imagined. Not only will it disorient people, it will also change on its own. With every step you take, the road behind you may disappear. Every hour, the passages may be rearranged.