Red, green.
Then came the Purple Track.
This track's defining feature was its erratic force. It could strike from different directions, sending people suddenly up or down. One careless mistake could even get someone killed on the track.
Nameless and Tang Wentian both became much more cautious, because someone really had fallen to their death.
A sudden upward force and a sudden downward force alternated, instantly killing an exhausted trial participant.
With one fierce step, he was launched tens of thousands of meters into the air. Then the enormous downward force, combined with gravity, smashed him into the ground. With barely any strength left to protect his body, he was reduced to a pulp.
Nameless was not afraid of falling, but Tang Wentian was. So they both slowed down.
Ten days later, the two emerged from the Purple Track and both breathed a sigh of relief. Tang Wentian complained, "I never thought running a marathon could get people killed."
"So we absolutely can't let our guard down in the later stages," Nameless said.
After the Purple Track came the Yellow Track. Its ability was pain—the faster one ran, the more it hurt. The problem was that this track also deducted lifespan.
At first, it deducted only one day of lifespan. Then it became two days, then four. Four became eight, eight became sixteen. The farther they went, the more outrageous the lifespan deduction became.
If they did not want to die, they had to run out as quickly as possible. Otherwise, the track would deduct all of their lifespan.
Tang Wentian had a limited lifespan. He could only endure the pain and run madly. After all, no one knew how far away the end of the passage was. For the sake of his life, he could only give it everything