"Shall we move forward?" This sentence seems to flow out of Sun Wuru's mouth inadvertently, as if he is asking "friend", and as if he is asking Lin Qionglu in his arms.

"None...... The road can be retreated. Lin Qionglu coughed up a mouthful of blood, barely struggled half of her body, and leaned on Sun Wuru. His right hand was already weak, and his left hand subconsciously touched his right eyebrow, and turned his head to look at the maze behind him.

Because of the ceiling, there is not the slightest light in this place itself, but the darkness behind him should still be advancing. The church will not stop their progress, the other party will continue to move forward, and this has become their only choice.

Less than five minutes have passed since jumping from Qatar off the tall iron wall. But Sun Wuru and they only walked less than a hundred meters before they were stopped by a young man in black. Lin Qionglu's right arm was shot by a bullet, and the key point was the battle armor that Sun ruthlessly gave him, so it was not life-threatening.

But this isn't a Confederation College greenhouse, it's the enemy's stronghold. Sun Wuru didn't even dare to take care of her wholeheartedly, in case the enemy attacked again at any time. This labyrinth not only trapped them, but also kept them in the dark about what was going on outside.

Ignorance is the greatest fear, because in this way, even "friends" cannot help in any way. They are trapped in this labyrinth, in a dilemma, and there is nothing they can do.

"If there is no way to go, you can only move forward." Lin Qionglu barely stood firm, no longer relying on Sun Ruthless, but her still intact left hand still did not let go of Sun Ruthless's wrist, but on the contrary, now she was pulling him, and added in a low voice: "This is what my mother said." ”

Lin Qionglu's right arm was a blur of flesh and blood, and there was no medical equipment to treat the wound caused by the bullet. Their resources are limited, and more importantly, no one cares about them.

Throughout the labyrinth, battles are taking place. In comparison, Lin Qionglu's wound is really nothing.

But she is like a delicate porcelain doll, and if she gets any more shock, she may die. It's just that there are so many lawbreakers who died tonight that maybe even Christ didn't have time to pray.

"She's right." Sun was mercilessly silent for a moment, and when his "friend" couldn't give him better advice, he ordered the computer to control his broken body and move on. The footsteps of the two of them are not too bad, but if Sun Wuru does not let his "friends" control his body now, he may fall directly.

And Lin Qionglu's situation couldn't be worse. Since the Hermon Mountains, she is not qualified to participate in this level of battle, no matter how powerful her gifts are, at least in terms of fighting alone, she is completely inferior to Zhang Lingqiu.

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"Shall we move forward?" This sentence seems to flow out of Sun Wuru's mouth inadvertently, as if he is asking "friend", and as if he is asking Lin Qionglu in his arms.

"None...... The road can be retreated. Lin Qionglu coughed up a mouthful of blood, barely struggled half of her body, and leaned on Sun Wuru. His right hand was already weak, and his left hand subconsciously touched his right eyebrow, and turned his head to look at the maze behind him.

Because of the ceiling, there is not the slightest light in this place itself, but the darkness behind him should still be advancing. The church will not stop their progress, the other party will continue to move forward, and this has become their only choice.

Less than five minutes have passed since jumping from Qatar off the tall iron wall. But Sun Wuru and they only walked less than a hundred meters before they were stopped by a young man in black. Lin Qionglu's right arm was shot by a bullet, and the key point was the battle armor that Sun ruthlessly gave him, so it was not life-threatening.

But this isn't a Confederation College greenhouse, it's the enemy's stronghold. Sun Wuru didn't even dare to take care of her wholeheartedly, in case the enemy attacked again at any time. This labyrinth not only trapped them, but also kept them in the dark about what was going on outside.

Ignorance is the greatest fear, because in this way, even "friends" cannot help in any way. They are trapped in this labyrinth, in a dilemma, and there is nothing they can do.

"If there is no way to go, you can only move forward." Lin Qionglu barely stood firm, no longer relying on Sun Ruthless, but her still intact left hand still did not let go of Sun Ruthless's wrist, but on the contrary, now she was pulling him, and added in a low voice: "This is what my mother said." ”

Lin Qionglu's right arm was a blur of flesh and blood, and there was no medical equipment to treat the wound caused by the bullet. Their resources are limited, and more importantly, no one cares about them.

Throughout the labyrinth, battles are taking place. In comparison, Lin Qionglu's wound is really nothing.

But she is like a delicate porcelain doll, and if she gets any more shock, she may die. It's just that there are so many lawbreakers who died tonight that maybe even Christ didn't have time to pray.

"She's right." Sun was mercilessly silent for a moment, and when his "friend" couldn't give him better advice, he ordered the computer to control his broken body and move on. The footsteps of the two of them are not too bad, but if Sun Wuru does not let his "friends" control his body now, he may fall directly.

And Lin Qionglu's situation couldn't be worse. Since the Hermon Mountains, she is not qualified to participate in this level of battle, no matter how powerful her gifts are, at least in terms of fighting alone, she is completely inferior to Zhang Lingqiu.

At the end of the labyrinth, Sun ruthlessly hopes that at least not all of them will be from the church.

After this black-clad boy with the gift of creation, they didn't encounter any other enemies. Although they had only walked forward for a few more minutes, they did not hear new footsteps, and the whole labyrinth was as quiet as a coffin buried in the earth. Only occasionally you could hear vibrations coming from afar, and it felt like two ancient beasts were fighting.

It's not far from where they've been standing to the high wall, but the problem is, they don't seem to get much closer. If the battlefield between Wang Qingye and Qatar remains unchanged, it means that they have been detouring.

It's a labyrinth, or even a cage that couldn't be more obvious. After all, churches don't build these things for entertainment, and as "friends" say, churches want to kill everyone.

"Hey, you're here." Suddenly, a voice sounded behind the two of them. Sun's ruthlessly tense nerves reacted immediately, shielding Lin Qionglu with his backhand, and then lunging forward with his right foot, and the weapon stabbed at the owner of the voice with unmistakable precision. After only two minutes of rest, Sun Wuru felt that his strength was getting worse. His physical stats are all on display in front of his eyes, his indices are declining, and he doesn't even guarantee that he will be able to kill all his enemies.

And as far as he knows, there are many "angels" in the church.

Now that they have mastered destruction and creation, it is not difficult to break the wall and appear in front of them at any time. If Sun Wuru didn't even hear the other party's footsteps, it only meant that the other party's strength was far stronger than him.

Surprisingly, the weapon stabbed the wall anyway. The feeling of shock came to his hands, and even his "friends" were a little surprised.

However, it quickly analyzed the other party's voice.

"Wall breaker."

"Wait a minute!" The sound immediately appeared on the other side of the wall

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At the end of the labyrinth, Sun ruthlessly hopes that at least not all of them will be from the church.

After this black-clad boy with the gift of creation, they didn't encounter any other enemies. Although they had only walked forward for a few more minutes, they did not hear new footsteps, and the whole labyrinth was as quiet as a coffin buried in the earth. Only occasionally you could hear vibrations coming from afar, and it felt like two ancient beasts were fighting.

It's not far from where they've been standing to the high wall, but the problem is, they don't seem to get much closer. If the battlefield between Wang Qingye and Qatar remains unchanged, it means that they have been detouring.

It's a labyrinth, or even a cage that couldn't be more obvious. After all, churches don't build these things for entertainment, and as "friends" say, churches want to kill everyone.

"Hey, you're here." Suddenly, a voice sounded behind the two of them. Sun's ruthlessly tense nerves reacted immediately, shielding Lin Qionglu with his backhand, and then lunging forward with his right foot, and the weapon stabbed at the owner of the voice with unmistakable precision. After only two minutes of rest, Sun Wuru felt that his strength was getting worse. His physical stats are all on display in front of his eyes, his indices are declining, and he doesn't even guarantee that he will be able to kill all his enemies.

And as far as he knows, there are many "angels" in the church.

Now that they have mastered destruction and creation, it is not difficult to break the wall and appear in front of them at any time. If Sun Wuru didn't even hear the other party's footsteps, it only meant that the other party's strength was far stronger than him.

Surprisingly, the weapon stabbed the wall anyway. The feeling of shock came to his hands, and even his "friends" were a little surprised.

However, it quickly analyzed the other party's voice.

"Wall breaker."

"Wait a minute!" The sound immediately appeared on the other side of the wall