The witch-eyed ghost disappeared for some unknown reason, and Angel had planned to turn around and leave, but where could he go? no matter where he ran, he didn't end up at the exit in the middle of the labyrinth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Now that the Witch Eye Ghost is gone, Ingres guesses that the young Sanders may have used a move to scare the Witch Eye away after being hit. If that's the reason, then it's the safest way to go.

Ingres took a deep breath, then exhaled his reluctance and weakness. With a slightly firm step, step by step forward.

As he approached the position of Young Sanders, Angel slowed down slightly.

After a day of absence, young Sanders was now scarred, even more broken than he was yesterday when he fought the Blue Giant. Looking at such a seriously injured young man, Sanders, Ingres also felt a little guilty in his heart, he didn't encounter monsters along the way, maybe it was really thanks to him fighting on the front line.

Angel shook his head, feeling pity in his heart, but he had no intention of saving him. Yesterday he was shouting and shouting at him, and Ingres almost died at his hands, and he had no other sympathy for such a person than natural pity.

Young Sanders closed his eyes motionless, his staff scattered to the side, and the dagger that allowed Ingres to identify him also fell to the ground.

In order to prevent young Sanders from pretending to be unconscious, Angel approached him with small steps, and then took all the canes and daggers on the ground in his hands with lightning speed.

Without the threat of weapons, even if young Sanders was pretending to be unconscious, he couldn't beat the other party, but it was much easier to escape than before.

After getting the weapon, Ingres looked at the young Sanders again, but the other party still showed no signs of moving, and Ingres even faintly noticed that his chest and abdomen did not even rise and fall.

Is it dead?!

As Ingres picked up his weapon, he held out his fingers and slowly placed them in his nostrils.

He didn't breathe! He was dead! Looking at the big hole in his heart, it was strange that he was alive after such a severe injury......

Angel only loosened his tense body a little at this time, he still had some fear of young Sanders, but since the other party was dead, he didn't have to worry about being chased and killed by him.

However, Ingres still has some hidden worries in his heart. Where did this young Sanders come from, and what did he have to do with Ingres's memory mentor Sanders? If he was the real Sanders, then he died, and Ingres was worried that without Sanders' guidance, he would be left in the Nightmare Realm forever? If he was not the real Sanders, then who would he be? Why is his face, voice, and personal belongings exactly the same as Sanders?

Angel couldn't answer the question, and young Sanders died again. Even if he wasn't dead, he was deaf and couldn't answer.

Forget it, Ingres doesn't bother with that. Let's think this person is a projection of Sanders, so that he can go to the center of the maze and wait for the real Sanders. Otherwise, he would have to wait for death in the Nightmare Realm.

After figuring it out, Angel didn't leave in a hurry, but squatted down next to the corpse of young Sanders, silently searched, they were all dead anyway, and it was useless to keep things, it was better to cheapen him. But after searching up and down, not even in the underwear, Angel did not find anything useful. Angel could only shrug his shoulders, but fortunately he still had two weapons.

Before leaving, Angel took a deep look at the corpse on the ground, and finally sighed slightly and turned his head to leave.

Shortly after Ingres left, the corpse of young Sanders suddenly changed, its outline slowly changing from a solid line to a dotted line, slowly turning into smoke and disappearing in place, as if it had never existed in the world.

......

Ingres walked smoothly, and after turning several corners, he saw the most important sign in the center of the maze, a fountain of a statue of a child peeing in the distance! Angel himself felt very incredible, he didn't encounter any monsters, and arrived at his destination so smoothly?!

Angel looked back and forth, left and right, and it was empty, and there was still no trace of the monster.

Where did those witch-eyed ghosts go? Ingres had also witnessed a few witch-eye ghosts fighting with young Sanders, even if they were scared away by young Sanders' "Jedi counterattack", but witch-eyed ghosts were social monsters, so why didn't any of them appear?

Although there are no monsters and Ingres does not have to face danger, Ingres always feels that something is out of his control, which makes him feel uneasy.

Angel walked step by step towards the peneken's fountain, and there were no monsters on this last stretch of the road.

Angel arrived at the fountain smoothly, and at the edge of the pool, Angel could clearly see the expression of the statue of the Manneken Pin and the shallow sparkling lines in the pool.

When he learned from Bigmouth that he was in the underground labyrinth, Angel never thought that he would make it to the center of the labyrinth to join Sanders. But I didn't expect that he really got here, and even ...... Earlier than Sanders.

Angel looked around, taking in his surroundings. Although he didn't see the monster, he still had to be familiar with the terrain, otherwise there would really be a monster attacking, whether it was fleeing or hiding, he had to be aware of it.

The area is not too large as far as the eye can see, except for the Mankenken fountain in the center, and only four benches around it. As for the exit from the sewer maze that Sanders had said, and the strange bootway method, Ingres didn't find out.

"It's weird. "Where's the guidance method that the instructor said in such a small place? Didn't you say that it was a good book? Why didn't you see anything? Could it be that it was hidden in a corner? But it was all flat ground around it, and there was no room for hiding. Puzzled, Ingres circled around, and as he had expected, there was no room for anything to hide.

The only eye-catching feature in this area is the statue of the Pised Child. Ingres looked at it with an inquiring eye, as a noble child, Ingres naturally had an appreciation for art, and the statue in front of him was carved very expressively, definitely from the handwriting of a famous artist.

The bare-bottomed child smiled and held his hand on his little brother, and a stream of water squirted out of the little brother and then merged into the fountain. Whether it is the wrinkles of the skin or the texture of the hair, all of which show the masterful carving skills, coupled with its interesting creativity, everyone who sees this statue can't help but smile.

No matter how you look at it, the whole statue is a delicate work of art that fits perfectly, and there is nothing out of the ordinary. Ingres looked back and forth several times, but couldn't see a place to hide the books.

Then it's strange, where are the guidance methods and the maze exit that Sanders said? He searched the whole area, except-

Angel set his eyes on the fountain again, wondering: Is it still possible to hide in the water?