The "path of life" formed by the dark light was just around the corner, and Tarrant cheered up, "I'll see if I can get over, you guys are waiting here", he looked at the pale mage, "We will definitely be able to get out." ”

"Wait," Rex put on his shoulder.

"What's the problem?"

"The method we have now is just speculation, if anything...... I want to increase your chances of survival as much as possible", he said to the knight with the Holy Shield and Blessing Technique, "If you find something wrong, don't break in. ”

Tarrant gave his teammates a thumbs up, "Maxine will bless me," and he straightened his armor and walked forward.

"Take this," Rex picked up a piece of bone on the ground and tossed it to Tarrant, "Drop this first, then step out of your legs." ”

"Well, that's a good idea," Tarrant looked at the torch in his right hand and the bone in his left hand, and at this moment, it seemed that the white bone was more useful, and he placed the torch in the corner of the wall and picked up a pile of bones on the ground, "Good luck to me." ”

When standing in the first square in front of the trap, Tarrant's courage to try to break through just now suddenly leaked halfway, when a person is faced with an extremely dangerous challenge, the more time he thinks, the more courage he loses, he is in this state of continuous loss of courage, his mind is constantly warning himself of the hidden killing machine in front of him, if he is not careful, the curved blade will cut off his calf, making him a neighbor of the pile of bones next to him, and there is no room for half a difference.

Tarrant even felt some tingling in his toes, close to an uncontrollable state, he looked back at his teammates, they were nervously staring at him eagerly, the pressure was not small, Tarrant took a deep breath, let the courage regather, clenched his hands into fists, and silently said to himself, "Okay, here we go", he looked up to find the nearest light source, in the second square of his right hand, he moved sideways to the light source, took out a white bone, and threw it the floor.

There was no movement.

Maybe the force on the floor is not strong enough, you have to confirm it again, Tarrant leaned over and slowly pressed his left hand to the ground, as his weight shifted, the power on his left hand increased, if you want to touch it, you should react, Tarrant's eyes looked at both sides almost at the same time, the wall did not change, okay, safety, Tarrant unloaded the first stone that was pressed on his heart.

Quietly behind him, Tarrant turned around and looked back with uneasiness, his teammates were all in place, and he barely managed to squeeze out a smile, "That's right, the trap hasn't been activated, it's time for a second piece." ”

The dark light in front was tilted to the left, in the middle of the two floors, "Damn, I hate to make a choice at this time", Tarrant grumbled, taking a leg bone from his arms and throwing it hard on the right floor.

The yellow leg bones were broken in half and sprinkled, and the trap was not activated, safe.

Tarrant tiptoed on the second floor and continued to look up, the hint further forward was a little dark, probably blackened by the mage's pillar of fire, he tried to distinguish it, but did not find a guide, and then the instructions for the fourth row were directly ahead, two meters apart.

Such a distance would normally be possible with just one step, but in such a depressing environment, Tarrant did not want to make a movement reminiscent of joy, he crouched down and looked at the third row of floors, the same color and shape, and there was no sign of movement.

He could only guess out of thin air, he took out a piece of bone and threw it the floor in front of his heels, and a yellow light flew out from the left side, and bombarded the wall on the right side of Tarrant's chest armor.

"Be careful!" came from behind Kitty's exclamation.

Tarrant froze his feet in place, stiffened as if he were frozen, and waved his left hand back slightly, "It's all right—" as he didn't realize that his tongue was knotted and the syllables were being lengthened.

He stared at the floor beneath his feet, perhaps the third row was not set up in the first place, and Tarrant decided to cross the third row, his legs slightly bent, staring at the floor of the fourth row, and struggling to jump.

The moment he hit the ground with his heels, he realized that he had made an unforgivable mistake, the ground was covered with granular dust, which would have a ball-like effect, and the inertia of the jump was difficult to balance his body on it, which should have been thought of a long time ago......

It was too late, his whole body was leaning back, no matter how his hands were waving in the air, he couldn't stop the downward trend, and with a "bang", the whole person was pressed on the floor of the third row!

Yellow energy flew out from the bottom of the wall, and Tarrant instinctively stretched out his left hand to block his face, and with a burst of impact, the energy turned into his left arm, "Ah!" Tarrant shook his left hand in fear.

"Come back if you can!" Exx shouted, and they couldn't see Tarrant anymore.

The strange thing is that there is no pain in the left hand, Tarrant shook it several times before he was slow to notice this, the left arm was raised in front of his eyes, there was no scar, not even the inner lining was scratched, the energy was gone, it was some kind of identification spell, earthy yellow...... Petrification, Tarrant is glad to have the protection of the Blessing Technique, otherwise he might have become an ornament in the passage just now.

The next situation still did not make him optimistic, he lay on the ground and did not dare to move, the reaction of the mechanism was very sensitive, he was afraid that the slightest shift of the center of gravity would trigger the petrification again, so he could only slowly drag his body to the fourth row with the force of his toes.

This process reminded Tarrant of playing with muddy water as a child, often rubbing all the clothes on his back, which was a ridiculous scene, and he repeated childish games, and was more engaged than he was then.

Slowly moving forward, the trap did not trigger again, he finally left the third row, stood up with his elbows on the floor, and after a little ventilation, he picked up the white bones on the ground and stepped onto the fifth row.

The dim light from above guided Tarrant through the next few rows, and three meters away, he saw the picture he had been waiting for - the wall, the corner was on the side, and he was almost out of here!

At the moment of the most critical ending, the dark light disappeared, Tarrant looked for clues in a panic, he looked at every inch of the wall, and even found the three cracks at the top, but he couldn't find the dark light, there are only two possibilities, the trap part has passed or all the traps have been set up in three meters, the difference between heaven and hell, Tarrant does not dare to relax in the slightest, he doesn't want to be a poor worm who falls to the last meter, he needs a conclusive judgment.

There are still two thin bones left in his hand, Tarrant took out a piece and threw it in front of him, there was no reaction, safe, he took a step, his center of gravity just moved forward, and an obvious sinking feeling came from his toes, trap!

A fiery red energy tube stretched out of the wall, and in the blink of an eye, a ball of flame gathered and flew towards Tarrant, "Damn!" He didn't care about the possibilities ahead, he bent over and rolled forward, the flames brushing against him, bursting behind him.

When he stopped, he was already standing at the corner of the bend, two corroded wooden doors hanging diagonally on the door frame, and finally arrived!

Tarrant couldn't contain his excitement, stepped forward and grabbed the doorknob, pulling it away, "damn it!!" The scene in front of him made him curse again.