"I think it's Reinhardt and them, anyway, we've got to go over and see it first. "If it's a monster, we'll never be too late." ”

What if you can't run away? Old Hama wanted to ask, but under Faust's gaze, he couldn't say it.

Faust was quite relieved that with this Professor Pacion here, there would probably be nothing wrong with him - he said it was Reinhardt, that was Reinhardt, and he said that if he could run away, he would be able to run away. If even Professor Pacien can't escape, then even if he hides back in the toad village, it won't be much better.

So, the three of them unanimously agreed on the next course of action - to take a look in the next corridor.

As soon as he said to go, Professor Pacion took the map and quickly determined the course of action, and the group of three only sat for a moment, drank some water, and set out on the road.

There wasn't much danger on the way to the next door, but it was a bit of a long way - in a labyrinth, the adjacent corridors weren't necessarily directly connected.

Originally, it was Professor Pacian who led the way, Faust followed him, and the old toad Hama walked last, but when he was about to reach his destination, Professor Pacian suddenly stopped.

"Well, what's wrong with you, what's the problem?" Faust had been observing Pacion's actions carefully—he could not directly sense Pacion's mind, so he could only achieve his goal by looking at words and colors primitively.

"It's nothing, go from here and we'll come across a T-junction, turn right and we'll reach the section of road we're going to. Professor Pacien said casually.

"Alright, let's go over and have a look. Faust took the lead and walked past Professor Pacion. The old toad Hama glanced at his back, then at Professor Pacian, who had stopped where he was, and finally decided to stay where he was.

Faust walked for a while, and sure enough, he saw a T-junction in front of him, and he could even hear the clanging sound of a blow coming from the right side of the intersection.

"Monsters don't fight around with metal weapons. Faust decided, "Exactly the person I'm looking for." He looked back, and sure enough, as he expected, old Hama and Professor Pacian did not follow.

Faust was not Reinhardt, he was neither reckless nor brave, he would not charge in the front row for no reason, and when Faust did so, he must have had his own reasons - and that probably meant that some people were going to be unlucky.

Faust's goal this time is to kill Kuaza. The reason why Kuaza had done to Faust before, and what he might do to Faust in the future, was the reason for his killing—Faust had always lacked sympathy for stumbling blocks.

The closer Faust is to the mouth of the tunnel, the lighter the footsteps, and the softer the footsteps, the louder the other sound appears - the buzzing beep.

As the beep sounded, Faust's body began to be covered with a faint crystal sheen. The crystal luster became brighter and brighter, but the light was fleeting, and soon, the crystal glow disappeared completely, and Faust changed his appearance.

Now, Faust is a bit like the monster that old Hama had been afraid of.

His skin looked like a mass of mud reflecting a colorful sheen, and from time to time a string of bubbles bubbled, and his clothes became of the same material, as if the whole person was made up of a lump of colored mud, and the clothes were nothing more than patterns molded from mud.

Faust exerted a slight force on his toes, and the whole person seemed to have no weight, so he was suspended in the air and slowly flew forward. This is a second-level ability that Faust took time out of his way to master, "Astral Form". Allows the Manifester to turn into a mass of astral mass, giving them physical immunity and the ability to fly slowly.

Faust was able to master it so quickly because the ability was so simple. The astral form lacks combat power and lacks follow-up improvement, and investing more psychic power can only prolong its maintenance time, and even the flight speed is only slightly faster than walking.

But something is better than nothing, at least now Faust doesn't have to worry about the sound of footsteps, and he doesn't have to worry about something flying suddenly and hurting himself.

"Poof~" A tall black figure Faust flew towards him and smashed him to the ground, turning him into a puddle of colorful mud.

"I already knew!" Faust's voice was also as muffled as mud bubbling, "and once I think of something bad, it will happen!"

"What the hell!" Faust's sudden sound startled Gaunt, who had just been knocked flying, and he struggled to sit up, trying to pick up the axe and give the colorful mud a blow, but failed.

His injuries were too heavy to continue fighting, and besides, the shape of the thing made it difficult for him - what would it mean to hurt it?

Faust was keenly aware of the big man's intentions, and he hurriedly replied simply: "I am Faust, and I have become like this through a spell, and I am here to help you." ”

"Goo-goo...... "Before Gaunt could reply, Faust heard a loud frog chirping in the distance, and was approaching at great speed, and it was less than three seconds from the time he heard the sound to the ugly giant rushing before him.

"This ...... What the hell is this, a demonic creation?" Faust, who had just condensed his upper body, was startled by Kuaza's shape.

"What a samurai captain, he's crazy right now. Gaunt struggled to his feet again, and unsurprisingly, he failed again. Gaunt smiled wryly at Faust, "Man, can you stop it?"

"You ask me if I can stop it?" Faust finally gathered all his body, but the lower half of his body was still a puddle of mud and not shaped into legs, "whether it can be blocked or not, now I have to try to block it." ”

"Then I'm bothering you. Gaunt replied crisply. Gaunt's idea is very simple, anyway, he can't continue to fight now, whether Faust can stop it or not, he has to solve this problem.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Faust looked at Kuaza, who was roaring and demonstrating opposite, and laughed weakly, if he was still in a physical state, he must be covered with cold sweat by now.

Faust, who sensed that his mentality was not good, hurriedly mobilized his mental power to adjust his mentality, and he exhaled deeply, "I didn't expect that my maiden battle would be with such an ugly monster - I thought it would be a beautiful female spy or something." ”

"But...... That's fine, I don't have to show mercy to your men, toad. Faust's tone was still frivolous, but the killing intent was already revealed.

"Gooah!!a