The light at the end of the darkness, the hope at the turn of the peaks, the stairway to heaven, the dawn of Esmeralda......

Alain ran through the empty labyrinthine space, wearing high heels, goosebumps from the screeching sound of his heels across the marble floor, and Alain panted as he watched the road ahead.

Like a forest of thorns of death, there is never a hopeless end.

Where is the hope of the peak and loop, the hope of the peak and loop......

Carrying his skirt, Alain ran down the winding corridor, his back was already half wet, and he suddenly turned around the corner, and a huge staircase appeared in front of him!

So that's hope, and then there's the stairway to heaven.

Alain silently recited the four riddles, the four sentences were like a spell lingering in the depths of his mind, hope was ahead, Alain quickly rushed towards the direction of the stairs, the countless steps, it seemed that he could never finish climbing, but the dark night sky was within his reach, and it seemed that he could reach the end with just two more steps!

However, this is not the case.

Tired.

Alain gasped and leaned against the cold wall, where the angel with the lamp stared at his empty eyes as if he were in a playful and indifferent way, watching his dying struggle in this lonely hallway.

"Why did you choose this place......

The huge villa is like the sand and gravel of two parallel spaces, time is like sand and stone from one space inverted into another seemingly unrelated, but closely connected time and space, on one side Alain is rushing towards the dawn of Esmeralda, and on the other side, on the other end of the walkway, Fang Jun also slowly stopped.

It's so strange that no matter how fast you run, you won't be able to see a trace.

"Looks like this villa itself is a labyrinth. Fang Jun looked at the chessboard-like ground dotted on the ground, and between the towering moire pillars on both sides, the famous paintings were placed in a square shape.

In the middle was an open grass, and a naked angel stood on a stone pillar, and the moonlight poured down to wrap the angel's body tightly, like a holy shell, looking down on this filthy earth.

This is not an ordinary villa, even the simplest cloister is full of artistic and architectural beauty.

"Alain!" Fang Jun shouted, but in exchange for silence, not even an echo, only the deathly silence and the lonely eyes of the angel.

Can't stop, Fang Jun gritted his teeth, quickened his pace, and ran towards the other side of the corridor, but the name of Alan didn't stop at all, the voice rushed into all corners of the villa like a ghost, but before it could be touched, it was already swallowed up by the darkness.

Not far away, in the bunker building, the windows are open, and a warm light source emanates from it, and from the screens of fifty hidden cameras here, you can see a qiē in the backyard.

Overlooking.

It was not a simple courtyard, but two labyrinths separated from each other, the same structure, the same construction, the only difference being two opposite directions, like an hourglass falling to the ground, but never touching.

"Young Master. The young man in the dress quietly walked up to the young man, and a glass of red apple juice gave off the fruity aroma.

pursed her lips, already as bright red as bloodthirsty, and grinned slightly, "It seems that the chase game has begun, but unfortunately, if they know that they can't catch each other, maybe they will be disappointed......"