Faust flew away, facing the wall, with his knees in one hand and a handkerchief in the other, wiping the sweat from his forehead, muttering, "Failed again......"

This is the third time Faust has challenged the big ** - of course, it has all ended in failure.

"It's disgusting...... Faust took a deep breath, then held his breath as he prepared to approach the thing for the fourth time. This time, he put on a layer of inert armor for himself.

Finally, this time he came into contact with the demon's ***, and Faust carefully covered it with a handkerchief to take something, and then pinched a corner of it with his index finger and thumb to lift it up.

Faust looked disgusted, "Uh...... This thing is disgusting—oh my God! The synapses up there are still vibrating......"

Faust didn't want to be in this place anymore, and he hurried to hand it over to Professor Pacien, who he believed would have the ability to stop the unbridled stench of chaos.

Faust adjusted the thickness of the inert armor, that is, the armor that covered most of the body was thinned, and the armor on the left hand and nose of the demon *** was thickened. Only then would he be able to concentrate on his abilities and leave the tomb.

The method of going out is similar to the method of coming in, Faust gathers the threads of psionic energy again and makes them vibrate, but the frequency of the vibrations, the number of threads, etc., are completely different from when they come in, and they can even be said to have nothing to do with it.

This is also a trap, the password to enter the door and the password to go out are compiled separately, if someone gets half of the code book, they rush to steal the seal, and they will only be locked inside. At the same time, it also reduces the possibility of self-theft by guards.

The vision before Faust's eyes blurred again, and the next moment, the vision became clear again, and he was back in the labyrinth.

Faust couldn't wait to hand the filthy thing in his hand to Professor Pacion, "Hey, Professor, if that's what you're looking for...... cough, cough, cough ......" Apparently, Faust had forgotten that there was about half a foot of dust at the entrance.

He coughed for a moment and decided that it would be better to rush out, so he did.

"Ahem...... "Ahem Faust coughed as he threw the demonic creature to the ground, "...... Ahem, if that's what you're looking for, then I've got it. ”

Faust managed to stop coughing, he stood up, patted the dust off his body, and caused another cough - not only his own, but also that of the old toad Hama.

Professor Pacien fanned the wind expressionlessly, blowing away the dust blowing in his face just right, he picked up the demon **, observed it carefully for a while, and showed a satisfied smile, "Hmm...... That's right, well done, Mr. Faustus...... But there's still one downside – you're being too rude with artifacts. ”

He carefully put the things into his satchel, which seemed to have some kind of magical power, and as soon as the dirty things entered it, it seemed to be isolated, and the "stench" that had always plagued Faust was gone.

Faust took a few deep breaths of the fresh air, he blinked, and smiled slyly, "What are we going to do next, Professor Pacion?"

"Thank you for your suggestion, it was very constructive. Well, the closest thing to us on the map is...... This burial chamber. Professor Pacien seemed to be in a very good mood, and even his gestures of pointing at the map became much lighter.

"Then let's hurry up, it's good for everyone to finish the job sooner - by the way, remember to avoid zombies on the way. The old toad Hama interjected.

"A worried old man can't take on the burden of a missionary, Brother Hama. Faust couldn't help but point the finger at him again.

The three of them walked to the next burial chamber in such a small talk.

"Ahem......" Reinhardt wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, "is that all you can do, stinky toad?"

"Goo-goo...... Boom!" responded with a toad-like roar and a punch.

Reinhardt dodged Kuazza with another indecent flip - a move he had mastered after a long struggle with Kuaza.

"Gaunt, it's better, come here for a shift!" Reinhardt shouted for help.

"Oh~ah~ahh

Both in height and imposing, Gaunt looked more conspicuous, and Kuaza's attention shifted to the big man almost instantly.

"Quack!" he let out a loud frog croaking at Gaunt and then rushed forward with his fists clenched.

"Bang!" the two sturdy bodies collided solidly, making a loud, dull sound.

The explosive air currents from the two attacks blew Reinhardt's golden hair stained with dust and blood, and the splattering debris forced him to flee towards Annabella in embarrassment.

"Annabella...... Here's some healing......" Reinhardt feebly asked Annabella for treatment.

"Eh, eh, coming soon!" Annabella wiped a layer of perspiration from her forehead and hurried to Reinhardt's side, chanting a spell to heal him.

Annabella's staff glows emerald green, one of the strongest sorcery she can cast, "Life Regeneration". As long as it is illuminated by the green light of sorcery, the wound can heal quickly, and even the physical strength can quickly return to its peak state.

Reinhardt groaned almost in intoxication, the sensation of a rapid return of strength was wonderful, even more so than when he was seriously injured and had to rely on addictive potions to alleviate his pain—and with no side effects.

However, the green light quickly dimmed, the time was much shorter than the normal cast time, and the wounds on Reinhardt's body were not completely healed, only some life-threatening or action-threatening wounds were completely healed, and other small wounds only stopped bleeding, and his physical strength was not only half restored.

Reinhardt looked up at Annabella in confusion. Reinhardt reacted when he saw Annabella's pale face and large beads of sweat - he and Gaunt took turns resting against Kuaza, but Annabella never rested, and whenever a person was injured and retreated, Annabella had to be treated.

"That's it. Reinhardt saw Annabella biting her lip with a look of self-blame and guilt, and hurriedly spoke first, and pretended to pose a few toned poses easily, "That big toad can't last long, you should also hurry up and rest, and after a while, Gaunt will be replaced, and you will have to treat him." ”

Knowing that now was not the time to talk, Annabella just nodded firmly, sat down on the floor and began to try to recover as much magic as possible.

Reinhardt sat right in front of Annabella, trying to rest while trying to protect her from the aftermath of the battle.

"Bang!" Reinhardt hadn't rested for ten minutes when the big man Gaunt was knocked away with a loud bang and slammed down in front of Reinhardt.

"Phew!" said the big man Gaunt, who spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, with half a broken tooth inside, grinning, "I'm going to have to trouble you again, Ryan." ”

Reinhardt didn't have the time to make small talk with him, only nodded in response, and then picked up his sword and rushed towards Kuaza, who was chasing after Gunter.

"Brush!" Reinhardt's sword brought gusts of wind, his combat style was different from Gaunt's, Gaunt relied on extraordinary strength and courage to fight hand-to-hand with this savage monster, and now most of the wounds on the monster's body came from Gaunt, and Reinhardt's combat style was much more conservative, his sword deftly flew up and down, poking in the wound left by Gaunt from time to time, the pain would soon destroy the monster's little remaining sanity, and then chased Reinhardt in circles, so he could hold on much longer than Gaunt.

Reinhardt and Gaunt's battle plan was to drain Kuazza's stamina through wheel warfare until he disarmed his transformation. At that time, anyone can easily kill him.

But things were always unexpected, and Kuazza's physical strength seemed to be endless, and he played the game of wheel warfare with Reinhardt seven or eight times with great energy. Now, Annabella's magic is running out, and Reinhardt's side has a better chance of being dragged down first.

Reinhardt smiled bitterly in his heart—he smiled as many times today as he had in the past six months—was his team going to end here? What about my dreams? What about the future of me and Annabella?

People tend to lose concentration when pushed to their limits, and Reinhardt's lack of energy made his reaction a little slower than usual – and the result was a punch from Kuazza head-on.

Kuaza gasped as Reinhardt crossed a graceful parabola and slammed it to the ground, excitedly making a "cooing" frog chirping.

"I'm going to ...... Is it dead?" the blood blurred Reinhardt's eyes, and the world seemed to be slowed down tenfold, all movement slowed down, and his voice became low and comical.

Reinhardt seemed to see Annabella crying and pounced on him, and Gaunt, whose wounds had not yet healed, roared forward and fought the screaming Kuaza......

But his mind had been running too slowly to comprehend the meaning behind the scene, and even if time had slowed down ten times in his senses, he would not be able to make even the most basic judgment that he was going to die.

Eventually, his vision was completely plunged into darkness.

"Are you awake, Mr. Reinhardt?" said a lingua franca with a strong accent, the faint croaking of frogs in which Reinhardt's nerves tensed again, and he sat up sharply to touch his sword.

"Boom!" "Eh......" The old toad Hama's head was knocked square, which made him sit on the ground, he rubbed his forehead, while dissipating the white light on his other hand, grinning: "Seeing that you are so strong, most of the injuries are almost healed." ”

When Annabella saw Reinhardt wake up, she immediately threw herself into his arms and began to cry in a low voice, Reinhardt gasped because the wound was touched, and she grinned in pain, and did not dare to cry out in pain, for fear of ruining the atmosphere.

The kind old toad Hama blinked, and persuaded him: "My good girl, his injuries are not all healed...... and a burst of coaxing and frightening, which can be regarded as Reinhardt's arms that made Annabella leave with a red face.

"This ...... What's going on?" Reinhardt was in a state of confusion, "what happened? What about the big toad?"

Gaunt walked over and patted him on the shoulder, smiling and pointing to Faust who was squatting on the ground in the distance to study Kuaza's corpse, Gaunt was very introverted in non-combat situations and barely spoke, but the tacit understanding cultivated by years of living and fighting together allowed Reinhardt to understand what he meant.

"You mean, he'...... Mr. Faustus saved us?" Reinhardt looked confused.

The big man Gaunt nodded, the smile on his face widening.

Although he didn't understand what was happening, he still wanted to thank him, Reinhardt rolled over, got up from the ground, walked behind Faust, scratched his head and thanked him: "That...... Thank you, Mr. Faustus, for saving our lives. ”

"Oh, oh...... You say this, but it's a trivial thing that you don't have to take to heart. Faust generously said that this is a gesture and does not require your recompense—he actually meant "repay the favor."

But Reinhardt didn't seem to hear what he meant, but things didn't get any worse, Reinhardt looked serious, "It may be a small thing to you, but it's all to us, and we will definitely repay you for the favor." ”

After speaking, he scratched his head again and sneered: "That, can you ...... Can you tell me what the hell is going on?"

"Okay. Faust paused to dissect Kuazza and smiled heartily, he was very happy with his first battle.

Time rewinds to an hour ago.

Faust and his party finally arrived at the last burial chamber.

"Phew......," Faust breathed a sigh of relief, "it's finally over." "Touching the five organs of an archdemon almost exhausted Faust, and now the air in the labyrinth's corridors filled with the smell of decay seemed to Faust to be a fragrance.

After an unpleasant journey – three encounters with zombies, five touches with demonic organs, including a heart, a liver, two kidneys, and a great technocracy – Faust finally made his way to the door of the last tomb.

"I said, Professor Pacion. Faust looked back at the professor before passing through the secret door, and said, "You must remember your promise, this work is unexpectedly difficult. ”

Professor Pacien smiled like a chrysanthemum, "Don't worry, Mr. Faustus, I'll be happy with my reward." ”

Faust let out a long sigh and expertly displayed his psionic powers into the tomb. Only about ten minutes later came out of the burial chamber.

He pinched his nose with one hand and a shriveled brain the size of a walnut kernel with the other, "Here you go, this is the demon brain flower you ordered." Faust said maliciously, "Ha, a brain the size of a walnut—not as big as his." ”

Professor Pacien took the brain, and without looking closely, he casually put it in his satchel, "Alright, let's go, find Reinhardt and them, and then leave for home." ”

"That's great. Faust praised the decision, and the old toad Hama let out a cheer.

In this way, the three of them embarked on a journey to find their companions......

"Bang!" a loud bang sounded out of thin air, simply interrupting the journey that Faust had just begun.

"There's an earthquake?" said the old toad, Hama, in disbelief.

"Bang!", another loud bang, shaking the dust on the wall straight down.

No, it's the voice next door. Faust said categorically, "Zombies don't make such a big noise, so ...... Most of them are our little friends. ”

Old Hama offered a different opinion, "What if...... What if it's some other monster?"

Faust only glared at old Hama this time—he had given up on persuading the terminally anxious patient, because, no matter how much he tried to persuade him, old Hama would always do so.