The moment the thought arose, Art headed for the fork in the road on the left, and the path that Art had chosen this time was entirely based on luck and without the slightest basis.

After entering the fork in the road on the left, Art began to gallop quickly, whether he had chosen the wrong path or not, it only took a few minutes for him to know the outcome of the matter.

It was only a few steps away that he was afraid, and the scene in front of him changed suddenly, and the whole surrounding scene changed, and he could no longer see the slightest trace of the passage, but instead there was a pile of solid walls, and all the walls were intertwined, and in front of Art appeared four almost identical passages, and at the end of each passage, they were different.

Bends, right angles, forks, the inside of each passage is different, it looks like a giant labyrinth, or it is simply a huge labyrinth.

"Where is this?" Arter was puzzled, and from his gaze, he could tell that the walls built around this place were the same as the walls on the ground before, and they were made of a material that could absorb traces of spiritual power.

Not only that, it seems that the materials used in this wall seem to be more advanced than the materials on the ground before, and even the spiritual power contained in his body is somewhat pulled.

Art subconsciously turned his head, only to find that the passage behind him had disappeared, replaced by a sturdy wall.

"Six swords of broken moon, six consecutive slashes!" Art pulled out the ninth-order peak enchanted weapon in the space ring, and an aura in the skill stone statue in his mind suddenly lit up, and the next moment a bright light appeared on the surface of Art's ninth-order enchanted weapon.

Then Art took a stride, slashed six times in a row, and landed on the wall in front of him.

This skill is the skill that Art found in the place where the skill slate is stored, this skill is a very advanced skill, and the combat power of this sixth sword can be more than three times that of the start, which can be said to be more powerful than the skill in the enchanted weapon.

After all, Arte was a ninth-order peak professional, and his original skills were definitely more powerful than those of the ninth-order enchanted weapons.

The enchanted weapons in his hand are also specially selected for himself, and the magic arrays in this enchanted weapon are mainly auxiliary magic arrays, and there are four magic arrays, and these four magic arrays are all auxiliary classes.

This enchanted weapon is the best batch he selected from 100,000 enchanted weapons, and he chooses the most suitable one for himself in this batch, and combined with his powerful skills, the destructive power that can be produced can be said to be earth-shattering.

"Boom!" A powerful sonic boom exploded on the wall in front of him, and the waves of air continued to roll, this time it was only Art's body that made a move, because he wanted to feel the touch of the palm of his hand to judge the nature of this material.

If it is shot by the spirit body, although the power will increase to nearly a hundred times, but it is too dull for this kind of tactile perception spirit body, so for this point, it is better to use the ontology.

In the moment when the air wave dissipated, the wall appeared intact in front of Art, not even a single corner was dropped, and it looked quite complete.

Art squeezed his hand quietly, recalling the force and touch of the shock to his hand, and silently pondered in his heart.

"The strength of this wall is particularly high, it will not be something from the graveyard of the gods, this metal is brittle, the density is very high, according to this strength, even the spirit body of my holy order cannot break this wall in front of me. ”

"In other words, everything that follows must be followed honestly according to the path, and it is no wonder that the cemetery of the gods, even if it is a professional at the peak of the holy rank, cannot resist such a temptation, how can this god-level professional ignore the damage caused to the cemetery by the saint-level profession when building the cemetery?"

Art shook his head and said to himself, and then casually headed for a path.

To tell the truth, the maze is very simple for professionals, although this kind of maze will not leave the slightest trace of spiritual power, but the strengthened brains of professionals are not vegetarians, especially ninth-order professionals, even if it is a trivial thing that happened more than ten years ago, they can remember it clearly.

This kind of memory can be said to be like a fish in water in the labyrinth, and if you want to get out of the labyrinth, His Royal Highness only borrows memory.

It's just that as soon as Art stepped into the labyrinth, the whole person was completely blinded, this labyrinth was not the same as he imagined before, but there were many paths, each path was almost open, basically there were no dead ends, but these paths were intertwined, no matter which one they took, they would end up in circles.

And every fork in the road looks exactly the same, and there are no obvious markings.

Art pondered for a moment, and with an extra heart, he took something from the spatial ring and gently placed it on the ground, while drawing a mark on the wall with a paintbrush.

However, in the next moment, whether it was the floor or the wall, everything where Yate placed things or made marks, there were fluctuations, and some solids turned into semi-liquid and semi-solid viscous metal.

Then it sank like a swamp and all the things laid out on it, leaving no trace.

"Oh my God! Art patted his head with a headache, this situation already made him feel extremely helpless, whether it is super memory or various markers, it cannot be used in this labyrinth, and even the remnants of spiritual power cannot be traced, this is simply not a way to live.

Judging from the current situation, there is no way to rush at all, and if you rush blindly, you will only make your sense of direction worse and worse in this big labyrinth, and at that time, you will be completely disoriented, and it will be really bad.

What Art needs now is not to move forward, but to think carefully and do everything possible to come up with a perfect solution so that he can get out of this great labyrinth unharmed.

Art's mind was desperately thinking, searching for methods from all directions around his mind, constantly calculating the feasibility of the method, and at the same time filtering through his mind what he could use now, knowing that after a moment, Art's eyes lit up.

He slammed his head and shook his head, revealing a look of annoyance, and scolded himself for being an idiot. (To be continued.) )