When Thor wakes up again, he finds himself in a strange place.

At this time, he seemed to be in a laneway, but this kind of alleyway was not the dark and dangerous alleyway of the town, nor was it the trap-ridden alleyway of a heavy tomb.

Although the alleyway is technically between two walls, the road is wide, and the huge walls on both sides are towering into the sky, and the thick walls give people an ancient and desolate taste, not as if they would merge at any time and make people into meat filling.

Yes, Thor looked up and saw a foggy cloud in the sky along the road. Today, in the dark calendar of the Sarvinian continent, it is not just the sun and moon that disappear from the sky, but also the clouds.

This was the first time Thor had seen clouds in his life, but the clouds did not completely obscure the sky, but were faintly distributed overhead. The thick places are impenetrable, and the thin places are faintly blue.

The blue should be the sky, it's so beautiful, but it's a pity that I didn't see the sun.

There was no sun, but there was light pouring down from the thin clouds. The light is visible to the naked eye, and the beams of Tyndall's brilliance cross or converge, giving it a messy and ethereal aesthetic. All the way away, like a dream.

In short, the field of vision is very comfortable, transparent and bright, and you can see far away when you look up. It reminded Saul of what he had read in those old books, a warm and rainy day during the Bright Calendar, maybe that was it.

In addition to the weirdness of the environment, Thor also finds himself weird too.

At this time, he was sitting against the wall, and he could feel the coldness of leaning against his shoulders, but his posture was very much like that of a drunkard who had just woken up from a hangover. And he was naked, and his clothes, weapons, and even spatial magic rings didn't seem to bring anything in.

Standing up, Thor reached to his chest, felt his surging heartbeat, clenched his fists, and felt the spreading power.

Everything is normal, it's just that I'm now looking bare-assed, and if I suddenly see a girl in the alley who is also honest, I don't know what kind of story it will be.

So Thor began to walk, choosing a random direction from a place that did not look like a beginning or an end.

After walking for a while, although Thor had never seen a similar view in his life, and had no way of knowing where it was, he still had his own judgment. It may be in some secret realm, and it may well be a large labyrinth.

Thor continued to walk, always facing a fork in the road, but he just kept moving forward.

Three days later, Thor is still walking.

It's just that the so-called 'three days' is only a rough estimate of Saul, there is no reference here, there is no too reliable change, and even the passage of time has become blurred.

In the past three days, he has not met any enemies, he has not felt hungry or thirsty, he has not felt tired, he has not slept, he has not even peed, and naturally he has never stopped.

But in Saul's heart, a fear gradually rose.

Because he roughly guessed what the so-called Ascending Fog was all about.

He has been moving forward for three days and has never changed, so he has come to two more conclusions.

First, there is no dead end in the ordinary sense of the whole labyrinth, that is, when you go in and walk to the end, you find that there are walls on the left, front and right sides and you can only turn back.

Although occasionally you will encounter an oncoming wall and force you to turn, but you can't go far and you will find a vertical fork in the road, so Thor knows that he is walking in a straight line for the past three days.

But there's no dead end, and that's troublesome.

Because in the maze if you don't have any aids, but if you're smart enough, you can try to draw a map in your mind. And every time you find a dead end, you can cut it out of the map in your mind, and finally use the elimination method to find the last correct path.

There was no dead end, so Thor simply gave up the idea of drawing a map in his head.

And as the past three days passed, Thor had been moving forward, straight ahead, and one could imagine how much of an area those unexplored areas would stretch over.

If he wanted to draw the entire labyrinth, even if he really had a strong memory, Thor estimated that his head would eventually blow up.

The second judgment is based on the first, and Thor suspects that it is a labyrinth without borders, meaning that you may still be on the road until the day of old death.

Of course, this is just a guess, maybe you are persistent and finally touch the side wall of the labyrinth after a week, a month and a year. But Thor won't spend an indeterminate amount of time validating this test, at least not for the time being.

In turn, he could get a guess that Thor suspected that he might be walking in a loop, the kind that never ends.

You keep moving forward, thinking that you go from one to two, and from two to three, but in fact, only one to two is a real journey, and two to three is an illusory repetition.

You think you're three, but you're just back to one, and then the similarity of the environment and the visual deception keep blurring your judgment, making you think you're moving forward, moving from one to three, but you'll never get to three.

This kind of maze is very scary, there is no law, there is no way to grasp, you can only rely on luck to break through.

The fear in Thor's heart does not come from the labyrinth itself, but from time, to ask what is the most powerful in this world, Thor will always have only one answer.

On a biological level, even if the lifespan of each species varies, it will eventually fall into the torrent of time. In other words, no matter how powerful a person is, he will eventually grow old, decay, and will be run over by the great wheel of time, and there is no escape.

As for the legends that are immortal, they are just legends for Thor. He lives for 10,000 years, and you live for 100 years, and he is immortal to you, because you can't see the day when he dies.

Thor thinks that the current labyrinth may have been created by his own consciousness, and that this labyrinth makes the most of the invisible fear that time brings. There are no enemies and no danger here, you can walk leisurely, run wildly, but you can only walk.

And why do so many people not wake up after being promoted, strictly speaking, they are not dead, they are just trapped in the labyrinth of their consciousness and can't get out, and some people have even walked for more than ten years, maybe they are still moving today.

There was certainly no shortage of tough guys with iron wills among them, but in Thor's eyes, they were of little use.

As time passes, when passion is burned out, when the will is consumed, they will eventually fall.

Maybe you still remember the real world from time to time at first, and you want to rush back to your loved ones, but as you go on year after year, the memories turn pale because of repeated chewing. You'll end up piecing together the people you love, forgetting who you love, and why you're leaving.

The ending is nothing more than madness and self-termination.

Thor looked at the hard walls around him, and thought that he would just have to hit it, but he couldn't verify it. I don't know if there is such a thing as death in this labyrinth, after all, there is not even hunger and fatigue here.

Nine days later, Thor was still walking, trying to spot anything subtle or special. He firmly believes that the exit of the labyrinth is not at the border, but in some part of the labyrinth, like a point waiting for him.

Then, he entered a laneway, and at the moment there was a wall in front of him, and he could only turn right. There was a fork to the left on the way to the right, and he didn't care, just stared nervously at the horizontal wall at the end of the road.

Walking to the wall with his eyes closed, Thor opened his eyes slightly, looked nervously to the right, and then laughed.

He knew he had found it, a fork in the road to the right.

If you step into this road, it will form a turn in the direction he entered before, which is equivalent to walking backwards. From the moment Thor entered the labyrinth, all the walls only had three directions, left, front, and right, but there was never anyone going backwards.

Turn right again, go to the end, and there is another right turn in front of the horizontal wall, and after three right turns, Thor is eighty percent sure.

He knew that he had entered a labyrinth of square swirls and shrinking layers, entering from the margins, turning right and finally reaching the center of the whole square.

Although he doesn't know what's there, Thor believes the exit is there.

Sure enough, after passing through countless decreasing squares, Thor turned the last corner and saw an ancient gate. And on a stone platform with a square bottom and a cylindrical body in front of the gate, a demon soul as red as blood was swaying

After Thor stretched out his hand to absorb the demon soul, the door in front of him also burst open, and the darkness inside was pitch black.

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These days, Rianna comes to Saul.

At first, she only came by to take a look, but on the fifth day, Rianna suddenly noticed something funny. Facing Thor lying there like a piece of wood, imagining his usual arrogance, Rianna took out her paintbrush.

Painting has always been one of Ruianna's hobbies, and she also has a strong painting skills.

After looking down at the new blood-sampire fangs and one-eyed patches on Thor's face, Rianna stretched out in refreshment. Whew~ I feel that the pressure in my whole body has disappeared, and it seems that even my soul has been healed.

Today is the ninth day of Thor's slumber.

After Rianna was busy with the family affairs, she immediately rushed to the house with her skirt and painting tools. Driving away the curious old Keane, Rianna sat down at Saul's bedside and began her own work again.

At this time, Thor was walking into the dark door, and then he suddenly felt a little itchy on his face, like a small bug crawling again, what is this?

He wanted to raise his hand and scratch it, but he couldn't feel where his hand was.

Suddenly opening his eyes, Thor saw that Rianna was very close, and she had a faint and somewhat silly smile on the corner of her mouth, and she was holding her face and playing happily.

She held her chin in place with one hand, and the brush swayed with the other, flying sand and stones on her cheeks. She was obviously so engrossed that she didn't even notice that she had woken up.

Thor laughed angrily in his heart, and he didn't have to guess that he knew that she must have used a paintbrush to paint some cat whisker frog face on her face while she was unconscious.

And Thor can also see from the strength and posture of her pen that she did not hesitate or adapt at all when she put down the pen, which is obvious...... Already a repeat offender.

Well, it seems that when I was away, someone went to heaven again.