"Chameleon? Can that thing really grow that big? Cooper was skeptical of their descriptions, comparing Draenor's body to the size of Vickyly's palatable chameleon.

"Isn't it...... I was shocked when I saw it for the first time! Jeanne adjusted her breath and emphasized to Cooper.

Draenor turned close to a wall, drawing his firebolt and knocking on the crevice that was looming in the wall, as if trying to find a way to shatter it.

"All in all, since we've come here, let's stop playing tricks and hurrying, maybe there will be some 'maze referee' coming to the door." Vikirico slapped Draenor's arm away, suggesting that he should not try to use his brain.

"Haha, that's right...... Five-twenty, there is still enough time, it seems that it is not far from the tower in the center, let's take a look! With a wry smile, Draenor put the torch away, closed his pocket watch and put it back in his pocket, leading the camel and the others along the labyrinthine path towards the central tower.

The path to the labyrinth seems to have become wider, and the surrounding stone walls are relatively low. From here, Draenor could already see the top of the central tower on tiptoe, and although it was a little blurry, it at least indicated that they were about to get out of the last third of the labyrinth.

Vicchily watched over Jeanne's movements. She looked like she had fully recovered her strength, and she couldn't believe that she was still refreshed after that bloody battle, and it seemed that she could still deal with a dozen enemies at any time.

"Jeanne, there's something I'd like to talk to you about individually...... Viciliary felt that it was time to confirm what Moran said, and while all races have inherited divinities, Moran also mentioned that there will be special cases that vary from person to person.

"What's wrong? Miss Vicky? Jeanne was a little confused, wondering if she had taken it upon herself to eliminate the chameleons would have any embarrassing consequences.

Vicchirico took advantage of Draenor and Cooper leading the camel to the corner, grabbed Jeanne by the sleeve and pulled her in front of her, "Listen, did your body react strangely when you dealt with those chameleons before?" ”

Jeanne thought back to the battle that had taken place not long ago, and she could indeed see the hearts of the monsters the moment she held them, and stabbed them into the beating organs of their chests with unmistakable precision, as if they were hunters' instincts.

"I don't know, but I've had this reaction a long time ago. As long as you hold your breath and can clearly judge the Achilles' heel of your prey in the few seconds of high concentration, is this some special ability? Jeanne asked Vekirico, looking at the dagger stained with dried blood on her hand.

It can't be wrong, Jeanne also has an independent "divinity" like herself, she can erase her traces when hunting, and she will not even leave a scent, and she will only have a perfect blow when she shoots, and she will never make a mistake.

Vikily Ke carefully strung together the broken memories in her mind, and slowly raised her head to look at Jeanne firmly, "This is your divinity, according to the state of your previous battle, your divinity should be related to 'hunting'. It seems that the tribe's compatriots are right, you are really a hunter that is rare in a century. ”

Jeanne was flattered to hear Vicky's compliments, she had always thought that her praise for her fellow tribesmen was well deserved, and that the successful hunts were mere coincidences. Her face was red and hot, and she slowly lowered her head and replied to Vickyly, "No...... No, it's all just luck. ”

"Lucky?" Vikily sighed and reached out to hold Jeanne's wrist, "There are few guys in the world who can be truly lucky, and being able to maintain good luck for a long time is also a manifestation of ability." Now that you have a general idea of what you possess a divine characteristic, you may want to give it a name now, which will also give you a better understanding of your abilities. ”

Jeanne frowned slightly and thought for a moment, if she really had the power called "divinity" as Miss Vicky said, then she should also master it skillfully, so that she could use it to the extreme in the future journey, and solve the problems of the battle for Mr. Draenor and others.

"What you said makes sense, since it's a hunter's unique ability, and it can be used by holding your breath...... Just call it 'Breath of the Hunt'! May I? The confidence on Jeanne's face lasted only a few seconds before the shyness was concealed, and she carefully pressed her arms against her chest, her round chest under her elbows.

What a wonder on earth...... Viklily stared at the proud twin peaks for a moment, then blinked and shifted her gaze to Jeanne's face, "It's an interesting name, and it sounds very impressive. Although I am new to the existence of divinity, at least our forces can complement each other. Wait until you get out of this labyrinth and then dig it out! ”

"Hmm!" Jeanne nodded obediently, and took Viklico's camel and walked around the corner.

In this way, since Jeanne also has an extraordinary divine nature, what about "he"...... Vikili remembered Draenor's posture in countless battles, his great strength and recovery ability, all of which may not have been just a gift of "White Tempered Fire".

"Let's take a closer look." She shook her head with a wry smile and turned to walk through the corner of the labyrinth to join the group.

The labyrinth was surprisingly quiet, and Viklico's mind was echoing with the chameleons' "telepathy", which mentioned King Minos, and it seemed that the labyrinth was indeed the work of Daedalus.

Although Vicky could see the whole picture of the front end of the maze, it was only for a moment, and she didn't want to take unnecessary responsibility if she guided everyone down the wrong path.

"Miss Vicky, leave it to me here, and the preparations you made before should be used." Fortunately, Jeanna's sense of smell began to work, and the smell of bile on the fresh meat had gradually become stronger, and she shuttled through the maze along the bitter breath, and everyone hurriedly followed her steps.

Within ten minutes, a huge stone gate appeared in front of me, taller and more majestic than the one at the entrance. Passing underneath, the land in front of me suddenly became open.

Draenor stretched out his arms and stretched beautifully, profiteers, sandstorms, labyrinths, today is really a tiring day. He didn't have time to sigh, and reached out and took out the gold watch from his arms, "Hmm...... At 6:20, just in time for the sun to set, we arrived. ”

"Hmph, a thousand things and ten thousand, it seems that I still have to stay in this hellish place for the night......" Cooper sneered, turned and walked to the camel, jumped up, pulled out the blanket rolled up under the saddle, and wrapped it around his body.

"Haha, it seems that the elderly are easy to get sleepy, and the end is only one step away, aren't you going to keep going?" Vickily teased, poking Cooper's blanket-wrapped body with her toes.

"I'm asleep! "It seems that Cooper doesn't want to pay attention to Vicky Ricko's banter, so he reached out and covered the blanket more tightly and began to pretend to be asleep.......

"It seems that this is the only way to go today, and when the sky gets darker, the dwarf's eyesight defects will appear. By the way, my baby 'Thorn Bird'......" Vikily said with a sigh, turning to face the tower not far away, her only trusty weapon stuck three meters above the ground under it.

"It's ...... King Minoan's Tower? Draenor looked up at the structure of the tower, a flat, leaning tower that looked like it had fallen from the sky into the sand. Although he had heard the elders of the barracks mention the Tower of Minos, it seemed that the mythology did not describe the structure in detail.

The exterior of the tower is covered in rust-like filth, and it appears that the building is mostly made of metal. A rough estimate of the tower's height is 50 meters, and it is impossible to believe that even such a tall and majestic structure could be buried in sand and stone for thousands of years.

Sand? Draenor pondered, as if he had found something suspicious. The ancient Grek civilization should be a maritime civilization in the southwest of Canaan, according to the epic records, this "Minoan labyrinth" should also exist in Crete in the southern waters of Canaan, how could it appear thousands of miles away in the Abel continent for no reason?

Vikiriko sprang into the air and pulled the spear above her head out of the gap, nearly being hit by the falling piece of flesh. "To be honest, the smell is a bit disgusting." She stared at the piece of fresh meat that had fallen to the ground with disgust, coated with bile, which could not get rid of the bitter gall no matter how much she cooked, so she simply scooped up a layer of sand from her feet and buried the meat tightly.

Jeanne lit the campfire, and Draenor leaned down to feel the warmth of the flames, but still stared sideways at the building that wasn't supposed to exist. In any case, the existence of this giant tower is really a little weird, the flat ends look like the blades of some kind of weapon, is it a sword?

But then again, it does seem that a giant sword is mentioned in mythology. The wandering prince Theseus fell victim to the labyrinth before the virgin was sacrificed, and he encountered the legendary bull-headed troll in the labyrinth and destroyed it with a sharp sword. It was a sword given by the princess of Crete, made of some metal.

Jeanne took the half-dried antelope meat from the camel's back and put it in a casserole with a little water, intending to quench the hunger of the people. Cooper was still curled up in a ball of cow howls, and Viklico carefully wiped her spear after a long absence.

The scene was very harmonious, everything was so quiet and peaceful. But Draenor felt as if he had forgotten something, his heart ringing in his chest like a pendulum had been struck. He took advantage of the darkness to take a closer look at the structure beneath the tower, the surrounding ground covered in black tar as if it had been stained with blood.

"If that greatsword is real, then it means ......"

Draenor found the source of his fear, as he saw a large spiral scimitar looming in the crack at the bottom of the tower. It was as thick as a demon's horn, and the tip of it glowed with terrifying blood.

"Vicky!" He immediately drew a firearm from behind and aimed it at the rift. Vekily shuddered at his sudden move, and saw that his forehead was covered with sweat, as if he had seen death coming.

The muzzle of Draenor's gun trembled slightly, and he tried his best to keep his composure, opening his mouth to continue,

"I take back what I said before, some things don't seem like just legends......"

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