"No, you'd better not come here, I don't want to fight you. Oh...... Why do you pick up another stone? That thing is useless! Why do you still do this after you have failed so many times?"

Qian Jing is trudging through the maze and is being pursued by a giant with rocky skin at the same time. A tall man of 10 meters tall with strong muscles and high fighting spirit, but there is definitely only one walnut brain. Its combat style is very monotonous: pick up rocks, throw them, and throw yourself over when there are no stones.

This is a formidable enemy, and few people can withstand its terrible power if they are close to it. Qian Jing wished he had the Guardian Golem at hand, and if that was the case, he didn't need to run away at all. Now, there are still more than a hundred meters away from the next wall, and as long as he can hold on to the wall, he can use the piercing well to escape.

The stones whistled and enlarged in the mirror's field of vision, giving him the feeling of watching the siege scenes in medieval war movies. A huge trebuchet hurls stones the size of a millstone into the sky, and the unstoppable impact of the senses with a whistling sound comes at you. He turned, his robes propped up in front of him.

The Blackheart Trap spell activated, sucking the stone in. The hard stone could easily destroy the city wall, but it was as fragile as tofu in the face of spatial forces, and after cutting, squeezing, and twisting, only a pile of stone fragments thrown out of Qian Jing's shaking robe was left.

This process has been done several times, each time more proficient, each time more calmly. Even when he turned back to resist the stone, he did not stop moving: several stickmen used the power of the money mirror with greater efficiency at his feet, supporting him on his way. It is precisely by relying on the high efficiency of the stickman that Qian Jing can pass the test of the previous quicksand and swamps, maintain his physical strength during the long journey, and escape from the pursuit of monsters again and again.

The Golem didn't give up, leaning down, its palms digging deep into the dirt, and then grasping a large amount of dirt and stones. The steel-hard ground doesn't seem to affect its ability to throw stones, which also allows it to transform the soil and knead the gravel into a solid, tight, and easy-to-throw boulder by pinching the earth and rocks in its hands.

"Alas, here we go again......" Qian Jing took this opportunity to shake his clothes vigorously and empty the contents as much as possible so as to bear the next impact. Fortunately, I thought of such a thing as the Black Heart Trap Spell, and used the spatial passage created out of thin air to transfer damage, and I don't know how many times I have died along the way.

First of all, he dodged the giant mosquitoes that fell from the sky, and when he flew, he was as quiet as an owl, and his mouth, which was as long as an arm, was as sharp as a stabbing sword, and when the five of them pounced together, Qian Jing thought that he was dead. Later, he encountered a worm that would pounce out of the ground, a very soft body like an earthworm, but it had a mouth like a special shield machine for tunneling, and Qian Jing thought he was going to die. When the cunning, united, and fireball wolves were blocked by the wall, the tension had subsided considerably. Therefore, when facing Golem, he has the ability to face it calmly.

"Smack", Qian Jing finally touched the wall of the maze. He quickly painted on it and then diveled headlong into it. Once again, the Mind-Sculpting Ink seeped through his pores, bringing bursts of electric shock stinging while protecting him from being torn apart by the power of space. The walls in the labyrinth are all the same, ten meters thick and thirty meters high, with a smooth and solid surface that is difficult to climb and almost impossible to destroy by man. Complex magic runes are all over the wall, and even if you draw an accurate and complete wellhead with your heart, you will inevitably be hurt by the runes, and you will still be shocked, so it is better to use a quick drawing method.

The Golem was still pursuing, but it was too big to enter the mouth of the piercing well, so it could only lean down and put its hand in, hoping to catch the turtle in an urn. The Blackheart Trap Charm was so compatible? It had only advanced a meter or so, and its hand had already completed at least seven hundred and twenty degrees of rotation, two times double magnification and one time quadruple compression. The staggered blood vessels, muscles, and bones burst through the skin, and Golem let out a cry of pain and pumped his hand outward.

It didn't succeed, only half of the arm was withdrawn, and the rest of the arm was left in the spatial passage. The Black Heart Trap Spell is very vicious, except for the Qian Mirror, which can be protected at all times, other things coming in are a certain death. This was more treacherous than the twisted piercing well that Huga had climbed to avoid the Aether Golem, or at least it was a gradual process of change, and the Blackheart Trap Spell was all intense and unforeseen discontinuity. Stonegiant, who had lost an arm, shouted like a frenzy, his eyes red from anger staring at the money mirror crawling through the passage. Then, it reached for the walls of the maze and began to climb as well.

The walls are basically indestructible, harder than the ground here, and Golem can't break them. However, it controlled its stone skin, making it soft as clay, wrapping around its intact legs and severed arms, clinging to the walls to support itself in its upward climb.

Qian Jing could only see the stone giant leaving the cave entrance, but he had no way of knowing that it was climbing up, so he continued to move forward. When he reached the exit, he stopped, carefully checking his surroundings. Going out is actually just as dangerous as entering the door, don't you see that the ruthless killer Leon also died when he was about to go out?

The maze changes constantly, but the one that doesn't change is the danger. On one side of the wall is the Gobi ground and stone giants, and on the other side is a valley full of stalagmites. The thick haze obscured the light overhead, adding a shadowy and terrifying atmosphere to the surroundings. Everything was quiet, as if for fear of attracting terrible predators, and even Qian Jing couldn't help but relax his breathing and heartbeat.

"Stickman, forward, scout formation!" Each time you pass through the unstable piercing wellhead, the stickman is damaged and must be redrawn. Therefore, Qian Jing was never in a hurry to leave the passage, and would rather suffer more crimes after a while, but also do a good job in all aspects such as investigation and protection, so as not to lose his life. He set a set of rules for himself, such as keeping the mouth of the well as open as much as possible until it was safely more than a hundred meters away from the wall before recovering the Mind-Shaping Ink, such as walking in an open and unobstructed open space rather than entering a cramped and crowded environment, and so on.

One by one, the stickmen scattered to search and advance, and Qian Jing hid in the passage well, waiting while enjoying an electric shock massage. At this moment, there was a roar from the haze overhead, a bit like a quieter thunderclap. Qian Jing looked curiously into the sky, and there may be blue and red halos in the middle of the foggy gray.

"What's wrong with it, it looks like some kind of explosion......" As soon as Qian Jing's words fell, he saw a huge black shadow falling from the sky. He crawled into the depths of the passage well, and then heard a loud thud of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him.

Golem fell from the wall and slammed to the ground, dead. It crushed many stalagmites, causing splinters all over the ground, and its rock skin was all crumbled and peeled away, mixing with the stalagmite fragments. There is a burning hole in its heart, which should be the most fatal wound. In addition to this, its belly was cut open by some kind of sharp claw, half of its shoulder and part of its neck were bitten off, and both legs were broken.

Qian Jing gasped: "What is this, it's too ferocious, isn't it? The wall is really not easy to ride, and the sky is even more forbidden, so it's safer to dig a corner secretly." ”

Golem paid with his life in pursuit of Qian Jing, its corpse lying in the rubble, and the smell of blood and flesh soon attracted other creatures. Qian Jing heard a burst of Hihisoso's voice, and then saw thousands of yellow ants as big as mice surging like a tide, methodically beginning to cover, cut, and carry the stone giant.

The skin of the rock is gone, and the rest of it is just normal flesh. The ants bite with scissor-like jaws and burrow into Golem's body from the wound at the same time, exerting force in both directions. Qian Jing's ears were full of clicking sounds, and the scene of dismembering the corpse made him sick, but he couldn't stand it for a while.

"There are so many ants, it's too dangerous. Some of them also have wings, so it seems that flying is not a problem. Oh...... It's best to slip away while they're addicted to Golem!" Qian Jing took a deep breath and stepped out of the hole. His body fell to the ground from the sting of the electric shock, but he could still use his mind to gather the stickman, lift his body and move quickly.

The ants are carrying the flesh and blood of the Golem, and the stickman is carrying the money mirror. Since the rest of the Golem was large enough that the ants were all busy, Qian Jing's little bit of "little meat" was relatively unattractive.

Bypassing the stone giant, there are still ants coming from all directions. They are usually hidden underground, and each stalagmite serves as a scout tower and entrance and exit to their vast kingdom. By listening to the shaking of the ground, these ants can judge the size of their prey and then send enough force to besiege it. One stone giant is enough to lure away most of the ants.

A small group of stickmen held money mirrors, and according to the results of other stickmen's reconnaissance, they avoided the torrent of ants and quickly walked towards the other wall. The labyrinth changes every twenty minutes, and the areas and roads are re-planned, all of which are done by the intricate spatial magic runes on the walls of the labyrinth. For example, the stalagmite and ant area may be on the south side of the end point, but after ten minutes it may "teleport" to the north side of the end point. This survival maze is all about treating each area as a puzzle, constantly changing the position of the puzzle and how it is combined with each other to increase the difficulty.

However, the interior of the wall is not affected by this transformation. Qian Jing once hid in the passage well and witnessed the scenery outside the two exits shifting greatly. Therefore, the money mirror controlled the time as much as possible, and when it was about to change, it entered the wall. However, this is not necessary, even if he is teleported to a new location, he can send a stickman to jump on the wall to see where the maze ends, and then continue through the wall.

This time, in order to avoid the ant colony, I chose to set off early, so I could only speed up as much as possible along the way. The distance between the walls of the labyrinth varies, ranging from as close as 30 meters to as far as a kilometer. Fortunately, the ant colony area is not large, and even if Qian Jing makes a detour, he will come to the city wall before the wall begins to change. The pain in his body had been relieved a lot, and he flipped the stickman, ready to draw the wellhead of the piercing well.

He put his feet on the ground, and immediately heard a "click", as if he had stepped on an eggshell. At the same time, there was a faint tremor from underground, accompanied by the sound of digging that gradually increased. There is no need for a stickman to warn at all, Qian Jing has already sensed the danger. He drew a blackheart trap as fast as he could, and then slipped headlong into it.

The ground collapsed, and a deep pit appeared where Qian Jing was standing just now. If it is five seconds at night, Qian Jing will fall down, and then be caught by the big ant that is slowly crawling out. The ant that had previously dissolved the stone giant was the size of a palm, and this one was already as long as a rhinoceros. It had stronger limbs, barb-like carapace structures all over its body, larger, more terrifying, metallic jaws that seemed to have the power of splitting gold, and four acid-filled sacs at the jaw. Now, the giant (battle) ant wiggled its tentacles, sniffing near the mouth of the passage opened by the Blackheart Trap Charm, and a pair of large, black round eyes spotted the money mirror.

Instead of burrowing in, the giant ant raised its head slightly and aimed its mouth at the hole. Qian Jing immediately took out the strength to feed, and crawled into the passage to escape. Right behind him, a stream of acid flew out, then a second, a third, a fourth.

"Don't, don't!" Qian Jing immediately realized the danger that the acid was about to cause. The Blackheart Trap relies on spatial alteration to defend itself, which is enough to inflict lethal damage to any lifeform that requires a fixed form. However, pure liquids and gases are inanimate and will not be removed by cutting, twisting, and zooming in and out. Acid will still be acid, and poison will still be poison. It is true that the damage ability of the acid can be reduced after the space is compressed, but Qian Jing can't get 100% safety!

The four strands of acid turned into a chaotic "water net" under the action of the chaotic spatial force, and although the liquid column became thinner and smaller, it still flew towards the Qian Mirror. Qian Jing rolled on the spot, hurriedly propped up his robe, and blocked it with the second black-hearted trap spell on it. I only heard the sound of burning and acid etching, and the robe was full of small holes.

"It's burned through!" Qian Jing understood in seconds. The Blackheart Trap Charm he left on his clothes was not a passageway, but a cave with a bottom. The acid flew tenaciously through the area of chaotic space for the second time, and finally completed the bottoming touchdown. The formic acid of the giant ant is so strong, even if it has been compressed dozens of times, it can still burn through the thick robe in an instant.

Suddenly, Qian Jing's clothes began to tremble violently, and he broke free from Qian Jing's embrace like a hungry dog that saw flesh and bones. Qian Jing looked down and saw that in addition to his upper body being naked, it was actually a series of mind-shaping ink that emerged from his pores that tore his clothes and pushed them out. The black ink has been protecting Qian Jing, and he has never made a mistake, how can Qian Jing not understand that the lump of clothes must have become some kind of danger!

"Run!" Thirty-six plans to go up, Qian Jing rushed outward with his hands and feet. Fortunately, this time the passage was not long, and he had already reached out and grabbed the edge of the hole. Outside was a bare hill, and Qian Jing only had time to see a few cactus-shaped plants. As soon as he rolled over half of his body, he was blown out by the strong air currents that erupted behind him.

Qian Jing felt like a melon seed skin that had been spit out with a "poof". He rolled helplessly on the ground, crushing a cactus, then curled up and shivered under the stimulation of the electricity. The collapsing Blackheart Trap Spell Passage spat out some saliva from time to time, and it fell to the ground full of strong acid. Under the strong acid, the rock quickly burned countless small pits, and the cactus melted in an instant, and the steam with a strong sour smell stimulated the nasal cavity, making Qian Jing burst into tears.

This is almost catching up with the monster's biological acid in the movie "Alien"! Qian Jing knew that if acid fell on him now, it would be a bad end! He quickly ended the piercing wellhead that kept spitting acid water, recovered the mind shaping ink, and then tried his best to draw a stickman in the palm of his hand. The stickman dragged him with the power of the money mirror and began to move, avoiding the wellhead as much as possible.

In doing so, he saved his life. The disappearance of the wellhead does not mean that the contents of the well have disappeared. Just as the Aether Golem could still pierce the roof, a lot of acid seeped out of the walls, forming a stream that was more terrifying than lava and flowed past Qian Jing. The stickman pulls the mirror out of the danger zone and guards it until at least until he recovers from the click.

There was a buzzing sound in the sky, and a round ball with dragonfly wings flew down. Qian Jing's heart was cold: I can't hide now.