Mages tend to have more speculation, and doubts about facts at the level of Bermonstein are even more integrated into the marrow. Ignoring Grimm, who was struggling to think about it, he took a step forward, stomped heavily on the floor of the new labyrinth, and then faced the wall in front of him, raised his hand and threw a burst of fireballs straight at it.

Green woke up from his thoughts as a wave of heat swept in, and the first thing he saw was a sky full of flames.

"What are you doing?"

Bemonstein stared at the wall behind the flames, "Test. The voice was slightly weaker, and the flames lacking combustibles completely dissipated, revealing intact walls, "It seems that this is not an illusion. ”

Illusion?

Green reached out and touched the stone statue, and the cold touch was transmitted back into his nerves. His perceptual attributes are not high, and it is difficult to draw conclusions from this, but Bermonstein is not a low rank as a mage, assuming that his perception is correct, and they are in the real second labyrinth, Green has reason to suspect that this place is surrounded by a maze everywhere, and it is impossible to exit through the entrance and exit of Guò. But then again, there is no such complex underneath Mierte, and it is impossible for the power of the Supreme Funeral Society alone to achieve such an achievement, which means that the scene in front of you, although not an illusion, may not be real.

"The Infinite Corridor?"

Bermonstein turned around, "What did you say?" ”

"It's a lot like the Infinite Corridor," Green replied, then looked at the bald mage quizzically, "You don't know?" ”

Bemenstein's expression moved, as if he had thought of something and stopped. Green pursed his lips, not urging. Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Bermonstein still chose to speak, "...... The funeral party collected a lot of treasures. I'm here for one of them, and it's rumored that the artifact has a power similar to compressing space, perhaps accidentally activated during the explosion and enveloped us. ”

Green blinked, saw Bermonstein staring at him, and nodded in understanding. He could hear that the big bald head was still hiding, but he didn't plan to dig deeper, and it wasn't necessarily a good thing to know too much.

"Now it seems that the answer to the question and decryption cannot be separated. Then we are left with only one choice. The young lord paused, raised his hand and pointed to the wall in front of him, when there was a loud sound of landing in the distance. Before the two of them could react, their feet suddenly shook vigorously. The sudden tremor of the ground was so amplitude that Green fell to the ground with an injury on his leg, and even the little fox fell to the ground. It hurts so much that I snort.

"Milge!" The big bald head ran over against the wall. Dragged Green up from the ground, "What's going on?" Is the hint punishment of the maze again? ”

Green smiled bitterly and reached out to pick up the little fox, "Punishment? It's not that simple this time, and we're probably going to have to fight for our lives. ”

In a loud roar that shook the walls, he met Bermonstein's puzzled gaze and drew half of the holy sword from his waist.

"Get ready to say hello to the Minotaur."

Outside Sir Mrak's mansion, Albert, dressed in a mage's robe, said goodbye to the Earl of the Big Face himself. Then he walked briskly onto the carriage and hurried to the martial arts conference venue.

After risking being at the mercy of His Highness Korosu to enlist the help of the Royal Anglican Order. Albert took it upon himself to go to the Sir Mrak family residence. On the one hand, he presents the Lich evidence forged with the help of the Inquisitor's Phantom Ghost, and on the other hand, he also asks Sir Mrak for help. Although the Longfa family's power is rooted in the province of Aruma, and their interpersonal relationships in the royal city are not comparable to those of the independent territory of Jinlunga, after receiving the assurance of the big-faced earl, Albert thanked him and left in a hurry to go straight to the martial arts conference. If something is so big, at least I still have to inform Samael, although for now, the two guns make you powerless to help, and the notification only makes him worry about it, but the mage will obviously not be untargeted, at least after seeing Samael and his mentor's battle, Green and his "list" have such a number one person.

In the confrontation with the Supreme Funeral Society, it is naturally best to rely on the general trend to force the other party to submit, but if it can't, then it can only rely on higher combat power. This is not a war, and there is no need for numbers and elite troops, if Samael's teacher Elier can be found and persuaded to help......

"I'm afraid not."

In the medical center of the martial arts conference, Samael shook his head in embarrassment while lying on the hospital bed, "If you want to find a teacher for help, I'm afraid it will be difficult." ”

Albert sat down in front of Samael's bed with a shepherd's staff in his hand and asked, "You don't have a good relationship with your teacher?" ”

Samael couldn't help laughing, "How come, I got along with the teacher day and night during those days, I should have described it as a father and son, but with the teacher's face, it would be more appropriate to say that I was like a brother." ”

"Then what do you mean ......"

"I mean, the teacher, his whereabouts are uncertain, and I can't find him at all if I usually want to look for him, if ...... Ahem, if it's been a long time, I'm afraid the matter will be over on the lord's side. Samael knew that Albert had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained, "Besides, even if we can find a teacher, we may not be able to do so." I'm sure I'm sure to convince the teacher, it seems that the teacher has a good impression of the lord, but the problem is that the teacher has always been secretive, and he always seems to have to get something done, and he doesn't necessarily have time to help. ”

The Master shrugged his shoulders, if this was the case, there was no way, "If this is the case, then I can only ask the lord to ask for more blessings." ”

Samael was stunned for a moment, "Wait, you mean ......?" ”

"Yes, we still have to try it anyway, at this time we can't be too lazy as subordinates, otherwise wouldn't we let others gossip?" Albert stood up with his shepherd's staff, and Green did not tell the other people about the sons of the dress, and he was not prepared to say much. It's just that compared to being gossiped about, there is obviously more significance to Albert and Assesis and others, Green's life safety is related to the survival of every contract creature, Albert looked careless, and he didn't know how anxious he was.

"That's it, your teacher will still participate in the semi-final qualifying tournament in a few days, maybe he will stay in the venue, I'll look for it, you have a good rest." Albert reassured himself and turned to leave the nursing room. Standing at the door outside the room, the young black wizard looked around, and muttered a little in his heart, now the martial arts conference is going on in the axe group competition, this kind of berserker's favorite project, who knows if an outstanding spear envoy will stay and watch?

"Tsk, let's look for it anyway."

Master Hu Cong muttered to himself, lit his shepherd's staff and walked towards the outside of the medical center.

As soon as Albert walked out of the medical center, he heard the crowd in the competition venue, thinking that a group of big men were naked and wielding a giant axe, and the picture was indeed beautiful and hot enough, and the aristocratic girls who had been stuck at home all the year round in Rodland were probably going to be excited, maybe how the blood was raging.

This is a contest between pure masters, and I like philosophy ♂ or something.

Albert thought wildly, and couldn't help but walk to the entrance of the competition venue, and was about to enter, when he suddenly stopped.

"Huh?"

Hu Cong turned his head slightly from the mage, it had been a long time since the game started, and almost no one passed outside, that is, for a moment, he suddenly noticed a figure flashing by. A mage may not be as agile as a thief, but his perception is just as fine.

Is it just an ordinary audience?

Albert narrowed his eyes slightly, the speed just now was not an ordinary person, even if it was a contestant, there was no need to move quickly outside the venue, right? With this in mind, Albert lifted his staff slightly, and a circle of visible ripples spread out at an even speed, some of which were blocked out of thin air in the corner on his left, revealing the shape of two legs.

Sure enough, it's a stealth march......

The detective black magic came to an accurate conclusion, which made Albert even more suspicious. He reached out and grabbed a small handful of powder from the alchemy material bag, waved it in the direction that someone was walking by, and said a spell in his mouth, and the slowly falling powder slowly floated in the direction of the front as if it had been given life.

"Oh? In that direction, it looks like a workshop. Albert walked over with his staff until he could see the gate ahead.

Got a thief-like character who sneaked into the conference studio during the competition?

It's so suspicious.

Albert stopped and thought about it, the lord already had Miss Siona and Ser Mrak to help, and the work of finding Teacher Samael was not something that could be completed, but what was in front of him made him care a lot.

So he walked over, cast a silent enchantment spell over the door, and then cautiously arrived and pushed the door open- (To be continued......