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Who was the original me?

If it's not Shang Feng, is it Phil?

In retrospect, there are many doubts about the crossing. Not to mention the strangeness of the crossing itself, why was it hit by a eaten apple and crossed after being unconscious? What is the difference between me before and after the crossing? Also, the chip is also a little weird, when he was on Earth, the chip was installed on the back of his neck, and how did it integrate into his soul after crossing? Why are there more changes? ……

These questions are by no means something that Phil can figure out now, some of them may be understood in the future, and some of them may never be answered.

The unusual fluctuations on his fingers woke Phil, and after a little sense, he found that one of his teammates was now in danger. And several others are also constantly signaling the gathering. And it's as if they're all together.

The three first-class wizard apprentices and the two powerful second-class wizard apprentices combined, all encountered danger, and Phil had to be careful.

It's just that Phil is only a beginner to this imprint contact, and he can't pass on his own situation yet, so he can only set off immediately and join up with others.

At the moment, Phil didn't continue to think about these questions that could not be answered for the time being, and walked out of the study.

Leaving the hall outside the study, he walked to a passageway, both sides of which were very clean, not a trace of dust, not a trace of runes or frescoes, just the same gray and white walls.

And then......

At the thousandth and twenty-fourth step, Phil looked down and saw the mark he had carved on the ground, marking him to walk back to square one.

This is the third time he has walked back to the original point, he is sure that this is the node of this maze, but he has never found the right way, sure enough, the maze laid by the wizard is not like ordinary people's, it is not a simple exhaustive method to find a way out, not to mention that he also has a cactus ball chip, which can record various parameters of each route.

Phil believed that if he persevered and walked a few more times, he would be able to find his way out, but, judging by the message coming from between his fingernails, although they seemed close and seemed to be outside the maze, his time was running out.

There must have been a reason why they were calling out to themselves so urgently, and if Phil hadn't found their rendezvous earlier, he would definitely not have been able to get out of this ruin when he was the only one left.

Phil didn't expect Molière to come back to save him, but if Phil had always been so weak, Molière wouldn't have waited for him.

Phil walked again.

This time, the number of steps was two thousand and fifteen. It shows that there is indeed an illusion in this labyrinth that is affecting him, and it is likely that he has taken the same path under the influence of the illusion before. However, even if the interference of the illusion is excluded, Phil finds that the passage he sees this time is not something that can be completed in a short time.

When the method is useless, there is only power.

Phil looked at the wall in front of him, he had tried to attack the wall before, and found that the defense of this kind of wall was quite high, Phil only exploded half of it with a large fireball technique, and after a while, the wall automatically returned to its original state.

If the destructive power of one Great Fireball is not enough, then it should be enough to release more Great Fireballs in a short period of time, right?

Phil himself can't unleash more fireballs in a short period of time, but he's not out of the question.

He pulled out a quaint mirror.

This was obtained from a student of Senrobone's Fort College when I was on a mission in the Iron Agent Mountains. It took Phil a few days to reluctantly use the mirror.

At that time, the mirror contained a full-fledged wizard's attack, which was a finger, and Phil used that finger to win a prepared first-class dark wizard apprentice.

Later, Phil was in the academy and studied with the wizard Adrian. It wasn't long before he learned that the mirror was actually a witchcraft capable of storing witchcraft, and just enough to store the power of a full-fledged wizard's blow. Later, after Phil completely unlocks the mirror's Ommi, he is also able to store the Great Witchcraft Fireball Spell inside, and can store many of them. After all, the storage space of this mirror is the one-hit limit of a full-fledged wizard, and Phil can store many sorcery to reach that limit. In fact, he could also store the condensing archery, but he couldn't fully master the condensation technique at that time, so he had to give up.

Phil intends to use this mirror.

He had another option, and that was to use the Condensed Arrow Technique as best he could, believing that the powerful damage of the Condensed Arrow Technique would definitely break through this mountain wall. However, he had to conserve his strength for the next battles he might encounter, and he was basically out of power after using the maximum strength condensed arrow, which was a very dangerous situation.

So......

A minute later, with the help of a message on his fingers and a cactus chip, he walked to a wall.

Phil raised the mirror to the wall in front of him, and his spiritual power hooked up in it, and the mirror opened instantly, first lighting up with a layer of red hazy light, and then a large fireball technique rushed out, and then more than a dozen large fireball spells rushed out-

"Boom ......"

A huge roar resounded through the ruins in an instant.

"Boom ......"

Four men stood in front, and Locke lay on the ground behind.

Ahead, there was a constant roar, and it was getting closer and closer, indicating that the enemy was getting closer, and it became more and more clear that the Shire were now a group of paper tigers, and they did not have much combat power.

"He still hasn't arrived." Charles shook his head.

"Even if he did, he wouldn't have the time to study and prepare." "It's my fault for not being prepared for the unexpected. ”

Sigmund Freud stared at the sigil in his hand and said, "He's right next to him, but it's blocked by the mountain wall, and looking at his condition, it seems that he is in a labyrinth." Finding the right path to get here is almost impossible. ”

"It's all Locke's fault! If it weren't for him, this wouldn't be the case now! Renee looked back at Locke viciously and said. She was the most anxious, and the thought that she would have to flee in a few moments knew that if one of the four of them was going to die, it would be her.

"I'm the captain, it's my fault." Charles said, "I didn't notice that the Nine Snakes Academy would send such a strong student over. That's why the preparation is so rushed. "After all, after all, the Nine Snakes Academy has been too obscure in the Forgotten Land over the years, and there are few students worthy of being remembered.

However, it is useless to say this now.

The roar is getting closer.

"It's coming!"

"Boom!"

In front of them, the mountain wall suddenly exploded, and the smoke billowed out, and the burning flames suddenly illuminated the somewhat dark corridor.