Ten minutes.

A dark red countdown appeared on the black coffin.

This is the time that the Sabbath gives to all.

In fact, even without this countdown, everyone would have solved the grave keeper as quickly as possible.

The surprise attack plan had failed, and the rebels had already taken precautions.

Even if they broke through the endless corridor, there were still seventeen floors in front of them, and the Prophet could leave the headquarters with One

As for why is there only one guard in the Endless Corridor, the Grave Keeper?

On the bright side, the Resistance is not monolithic.

There is only one real Luden.

If you want to kill him, you only have one chance.

Can't everyone be like the Senate of the Divine State, one person stepped forward and stabbed and killed Luden, right?

In this case, if you want to compete for the chance to kill the real Ludon, you must come in batches.

No one will allow others to meddle in their own battles, so there is a risk of being robbed of their heads.

The people guarding these eighteen floors are the strongest eighteen of the rebels.

The only suspense is the grave keeper, is it the strongest or the weakest among the eighteen people?

The crowd instantly came up with the answer - the weakest.

Suppose that there is a real Luden among the four, and the real Luden's ability is not weaker than that of any impostor.

The first time they meet, the Waste Squad is sure to win.

Only by constantly consuming human lives to force the opponent to play more hole cards can we achieve the final victory.

If the Resistance, as the strongest, had priority, they would have placed themselves on the thirteenth floor.

As for thinking on the bad side.

Everyone was very tacit, and they didn't think about the bad side.

Because, without thinking, reality will go in a bad direction.

See.

It only took a few seconds to think, and everyone had a new action.

The explorer lay on the ground, as if listening to something.

The magician took out a white dove from his sleeve, showed it around, and said,

"The magic we are going to perform today is the white dove to find the man, and this white dove will find the lucky spectator."

With that, he threw the white dove out.

Saturday was not idle, took out two sticky notes and pasted them on his body.

A sticky note can improve his eyesight, and no matter how big or small, it can't escape his eyes.

Another sticky note that slows down the perception of time.

After using it, everything is like a movie playing in slow motion, and 10 seconds have passed in my own perception, and only 1 second has passed in reality.

The principal stood beside Saturday and was responsible for protecting him.

Using two sticky notes in a row is a great burden on Saturday, and at the same time, you should hurry up to avoid the sticky notes becoming invalid.

The white doves flew back and forth in the endless corridor, but they didn't find the lucky spectator.

A third of the area was scanned on Saturday and no enemies were found.

In the corner that no one noticed, a rickety figure was walking and sneaking.

He carried a dim kerosene lamp, and the dim light enveloped his body, forming a kind of shield, so that no one from the outside world could see him.

The Grave Keeper's abilities will be activated to their maximum state when they are in Ludon's Cemetery.

Coincidentally, the Endless Promenade is also the largest Ludon cemetery.

Using kerosene lamps to conceal one's whereabouts is only the most rudimentary use.

Instead of attacking rashly, he was silently observing, trying to gather more information.

There are four people on the other side, and he has only one.

Of course, the grave keeper was not idle, he commanded all kinds of weapons, all kinds of attacks on the four people, and was defused by the four people one by one.

"Sure enough, in a duel between superpowers, bullets are useless."

The grave keeper prepares to switch to close-in defenses.

If one thing cannot be solved with firepower, it can only mean that the firepower is not strong enough.

Before he could make any moves, a cold wind came from the back of his head!

The explorer's right hand fell at great speed, grabbing one of them and pinching the other's neck.

His palm is attached to a miniature electric shocker, which can bring them down the moment he grabs them.

"Got you."

The magician had previously attacked the grave keeper with silk threads, attaching a note to the grave keeper.

The grave keeper tore off the sticky notes, but there was no time to process the traces.

There is a special glue on the sticky notes, which not only releases a special breath, but also mixes with an extremely precious metal.

Whether it's a magician or a Saturday, they're all feints.

The explorers relied on special treasure hunting skills to really catch the tomb keepers.

The grave keeper twitched all over, the kerosene lamp in his hand was loose, and his face was full of unwillingness.

He still has many means that are useless.

How to lose.

It took three minutes to gather the strength of the four of them, and finally caught the grave keeper.

Before he could celebrate, the explorer's eyes went dark.

The moment he succeeded in capturing the grave keeper, the Endless Corridor plunged into complete darkness.

The explorer turned on the infrared mode, but still couldn't see clearly.

The magician has one eye that is a prosthetic eye and also falls into darkness.

This situation is a little different from the original Sabbath awakening.

The darkness lasted only a few seconds.

"Click-"

"Click-"

Endless promenades, on both sides of the avenue, rows of street lamps lit up one after another, cutting through the darkness.

The dim light fell, lighting up a small area, and everyone happened to be standing under a street lamp.

The Waste Squad is in a back-to-back group, vigilantly watching their surroundings for an attack that may come at any moment.

The street lights are lit up, and the true face of the endless corridor is displayed in front of everyone for the first time.

It is a road that resembles an infinity symbol, with no end in sight, but along the avenue, you will always return to the beginning, and on this road you will loop infinitely.

The explorer even felt that his gaze in front of him would turn back and see his back.

The change in the environment has made everyone vigilant to the extreme.

This is the endless corridor.

The grave keeper is not the caretaker of this layer at all.

If I have to describe it, he's just a randomly refreshed monster, and the real boss is still hidden in the dark.

With Luden's character, of course, he wouldn't do such a thing as letting the mobs give away their heads and fatten up the waste squad.

This is the bait, the stone of temptation.

The hearts of the people sank to the deepest, and the whole plan fell into the trap of the other party from the beginning.

One step slow, one step at a time.

It seems that he has just gained a little advantage, but the situation has taken a sharp turn.

There was even a trace of despair in the hearts of everyone in the waste team.

The prophecy of the prophet is too perverted

This prophetic power, coupled with Ludon's personality, has many powerful people for him to drive.

If you want to defeat the rebels, isn't it enough to rely on them?

The magician looked up slightly, trying to see clearly.

The light was a little dazzling, and it was impossible for people to look directly, and even if it was him, he could only block the light with his hands.

In the blind spot of everyone's vision, the 'corpses' of Ludon who were hanging on the street lamps are quietly changing.

Let people fake their deaths, not only Paradise Lost, but also the rebels.

One, two, three.

Six people slowly opened their eyes and made eye contact with each other tacitly.

"Do you understand their abilities?"

"Got it."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Let's do it."

(End of chapter)