As they ascended higher and higher, the Nigon Poles only felt that the power of the outside world was weakening for them. At the same time, the strange and powerful feeling of ground restraint also faded. Undoubtedly, the "friendliness" of the environment immediately made Jidao's love even more excited, and it seems that going up is indeed going in the "right" direction.

It's just that along the way, there are countless pipes and columns along the way, but I can't find anything unusual or special. And after suffering a few losses, they also held full vigilance against those seemingly empty rooms, and did not dare to step into them casually. Therefore, until later, the five Extreme Daoists were all working upwards and no longer looking around, just competing to see what was on the top.

After about half an hour of going up in unison, it was estimated that he had climbed several thousand meters of altitude according to the foot of the pole. Eventually, the originally parallel stairs began to gradually move closer together, and the whole space also showed a conical contraction. At this time, when you look up again, you can see that above your head, a faint light is already in sight.

"It's there!"

Almost in unison, the five Nigong Poles shouted at the same time, and then suddenly climbed up with all their strength.

The goal is already there, and no one wants to be left behind at the last minute. Moreover, at this time, the restraining force on the ground had weakened a lot, making it more convenient for the Extreme Dao to charge quickly.

Among them, the dash of the Abyss Aurora is undoubtedly the fastest and fastest. Especially when the "Silver Crossblade of the Silver Emblem of Mrak" shines again, Karasha is even more transformed into a silver light, taking the lead.

Seeing this, the evil dragon Kabinski and the Eye Demon tyrant Barnier are in a hurry. Regardless of retaining his strength, he took off into the air with the "power of dragon soaring" and "spiritualized wings" respectively, but he actually floated into the air under the drag of the residual restraint power, and flew after Karasya.

On the other side, Hathaway's strength was not enough to resist the restraint of the floor, so she had to continue to chase on foot. Fortunately, it is an agile pole in itself, and even if it relies on the strength of the ontology alone, it is not slow, and it has not been left behind.

And only Cleveland, but it is really a relative speed shortcoming.

When they saw that the other extreme paths were activated, the maze keeper's eyes couldn't help but flash. He looked at the glimmer above his head. The Minotaur Warrior finally made a decision. I saw that the fire of sacrifice on the two horns above his head was burning again. Immediately, the magic cube appeared beside him, enveloping the steps up and down a hundred meters. I have to say that the power of the realm is directly opened in the current secret house. There are certain rules that are likely to trigger Marquez. The risks involved are not one or two. It's just that. Cleveland had no choice but to keep up with the big army.

Then, only a roar from Cleveland was heard. The turquoise flames above its head burst into flames, forming a film of fire that completely covered the maze keeper's body.

"Smack!"

The next moment, the circular film of fire suddenly broke open and turned into a point of fire. But when the fire cleared, Cleveland was gone.

And at the same moment, at the edge of the upper end of the magic cube, a burly figure suddenly appeared, and it was the disappeared maze keeper.

No distance in the domain!?

But before the Demon Cube came, the other four extreme paths immediately noticed it, and they directly looked back one after another, wanting to see what the bold Minotaur Martial Saint was going to do. Unexpectedly, what they saw turned out to be the legendary "no distance within the domain" that could only be achieved in the fifteenth and above realms!

When did Cleveland's power reach such a powerful point!? It's only level fourteen, but it can teleport short-distance with the power of the domain. Considering the Demon Cube's strong field control ability, such a maze keeper already has a strength close to level fifteen.

Immediately, the other Nigong Extreme Dao had a lot of thoughts in their hearts, and at the same time, they also had a new understanding and positioning of the current competitive situation and strength distribution.

When he recovered from the short-term confinement of "no distance within the domain", Cleveland's face flushed a little pervertedly. In fact, this kind of domain stunt was still too burdensome for it, if it weren't for some of the spatial attributes implied by the magic cube itself, it would be impossible for a level fourteen maze keeper to "perform" in front of other extreme realms in such a way. Not only does this prematurely expose the cards, but it also alienates and even hostile the former "allies". It's just that, if it weren't for that, Cleveland would really be left behind by other competitors, so he had to do it reluctantly.

With such a teleportation, Cleveland immediately erased the original gap of backwardness, and even surpassed Kabinski, Barnier and Hathaway. However, there is still a considerable distance on the way up, and with the average speed of the Maze Keepers, if you want to maintain such a "team position", I am afraid that you will have to come back a few more times in the future...

While the Extremes were chasing after me, at the lower end of the secret place several kilometers below the "altitude difference", Moriarty continued to walk alone on the road to the unknown.

All around, the intensity of the power draw is increasing inexorably. Even from just now, Moriarty felt that the speed of the flow of mana from his body had even doubled the rate of his self's recovery. If he is allowed to develop like this, I am afraid that in no more than a quarter of an hour, he will die of exhaustion of his body and his vitality.

Moriarty began to drink an "Adventurer's Elixir Set" every five minutes to alleviate the rapid depletion of energy in his body. And such a "local tyrant" style of "knock-medicine" will actually have a great burden on his body. After all, eating too much tonic will kill people, let alone eating tonic as a meal.

Moriarty, however, has run out of time to think about it. Because the stairs under his feet are still infinitely extended, there is no end in sight, but at the same time, the supplies in his spatial pocket are rapidly disappearing at the speed of ice and snow melting. Even with the reserves of this genius alchemist, it could only last another hour or so. At that time, if he still can't reach the place where the conjecture is "digested", or if he breaks the situation by other means, Moriarty will definitely die.

Is it going back? Or continue down?

No matter how strong the will in his heart was, at this moment, under the condition that his life was seriously threatened, the question instinctively began to echo in Moriarty's mind.

It's not cowardice, it's not cowardice. It is the instinctive self-protection mechanism of any normal living organism in the face of a desperate situation. Otherwise, if you really look at death as if you were going home without emotion, then this is no longer an intelligent creature with independent control, but a puppet of some kind of thought.

And, for Moriarty, whether it's up or down, it has to be decided right away. Because even if he stands still, the power he draws is always "sucking-eating" his vitality. If there is any further delay, even if he wants to turn back at that time, there will not be enough supplies to hold back.

How do you go about it?

Facing the "torture" of the body to the mind. Moriarty is also struggling.

Down is unknown. The upward is also unknown... Downward there is a danger of dying quickly, and upward seems to be less risky... Downward is the answer given by reason, but upward is the instinct of the body...

Ever since arriving in this world of swords and sorcery, it seemed that Moriarty had faced such a brutal ordeal for the first time.

Because it's different from the previous life-and-death battles. This time. It's not just an existential crisis to the outside world. It was Moriatichi Roro who confronted his own fears and vacillations.

Because at this moment, the right to choose is really in his own hands!

When there is no choice, life and death are nothing but monotonous results; But when there is a choice. Life and death became an extremely difficult process. Even, the process will go beyond the outcome of life and death, and will become a greater burden, difficulty, and even painful torment.

And now, Moriarty is going to fight this torture.

Oh, yes... Combat...

With her head down, Moriarty twitched her lips slightly, but she didn't make any sound, as if she was silently talking to herself.

You can go up or down, but you can't stop moving!

Finally, after a moment's pause, Moriarty stepped forward again.

The direction remains the same downward!

Yes, or down. It's not that the mind triumphs over instinct, or that self-confidence prevails, but that Moriarty makes this choice based on one point:

Up and down are actually unknown life and death, and the probability is different. But if it goes down, it's a victory in battle.

When the choice of fate is in her own hands, Moriarty makes sure to hold on to it rather than discard it in fear. If he can't do this, even if he obtains Márquez's legacy, he will be nothing more than a weak inner shell, which is not worth mentioning at all.

Therefore, after letting go of the fetters of the final outcome of life and death, Moriarty held the choice in his hand more firmly and let himself walk on the path of the heart of the strong. And in this regard, Moriarty's mind became clearer and clearer, and he was not worried about destroying it, even if the final ending was that he was sucked up on the stairs of the secret place.

That's it, down... Down... Down...

When a quarter of an hour passed, the absorbing power in the space had reached three times the rate of Moriarty's own recovery, and the surface of Moriarty's skin began to ooze bodily fluids and even blood to volatilize into the air...

When half an hour passed, due to the overdose of alchemy potion in a short period of time, Moriati's stomach had been burned and even perforated, and even any liquid could no longer pass through his throat, but was forced to vomit out by his body as soon as possible. In this regard, he had to swallow the medicine into his throat along with the test tube, and then crush the wall of the glass tube in the esophagus...

When an hour passed, all the supplies in the other dimension's pocket were exhausted, Moriarty's body was damaged, and the consumption of body, energy, mana, and even life force was approaching the warning line, but there was still an endless staircase in front of him...

After a long time, Moriarty's eyes were almost completely dark, he couldn't hear any sound in his ears, and his body was even more blurry like someone else's... But even so, he walked on the downward stairs, walking slowly, but without stopping...

Finally, when the boundless darkness completely descended, in a trance, Moriarty even had the illusion that his body had dried up, and his soul was about to be freed from the dying flesh, and then completely consumed by the "hunger" of the secret place...

And at this moment, "all the same...", at the moment when his heart almost stopped, another strange but strong abnormal pulse began to sound in the depths of Moriarty's soul. Immediately, a cold and dark but fiery energy began to surge like new blood in the dry flesh and bones...

At some point, Moriarty opened his eyes, filled with deep darkness and fierce flames. (To be continued......)