The entrance to the steps of the Mind Labyrinth belonged to the elites of the Inquisitor, the Patrol and the Enforcement Team, plus Midi's party, a total of twenty people, lined up.

Marcel, the "Inquisitor" who had just cast the secret method, and the others, while recovering their magic power, let their eyes fall on these young elites of the bloody essence, and their eyes showed a bit of expectation.

At this moment, with Midi's keenness, he was naturally faintly aware that the adventure in the spiritual labyrinth was actually secretly mixed with the extension and wrestling of some different factions within the bloody purification.

Just like the Falcon Regiment, it is now huge in scale, and in addition to the "Iron Triangle" that is beyond the top, other sub-regiments and sub-battalions are also full of all kinds of competition and competition.

After all, there are always too many people compared to resources.

And a trial like this, which is similar to that in a space that has been carved out separately, is both opportunity and danger.

Midi would not be naïve enough to think that in this space that the outside world cannot see, others will be polite to his squad, on the contrary, for these young talents, they will not think about strategic issues such as allies at all, but will only do anything for their own personal interests.

It's probably going to be a scuffle, right?

Midi thought to herself, nodding to the other three.

Soon, the white light at the entrance of the mind labyrinth gradually stabilized, forming a huge whirlpool.

"The entrance has stabilized, and after twenty people have entered, the gate will automatically close and the trial begins. Marcel the Inquisitor glanced at everyone present and said in a loud and deep voice, "I sincerely wish you all the best to pass the spiritual trial, become the top mechanizer, and then join us in defeating the evil sect headquarters!"

"Yes!" a neat answer sounded.

With this sound, one trialist after another strode forward, through the passages opened in the black mist, and one by one entered the ancient gates opened by the labyrinth of minds.

In the moment of passing through the white light, Midi felt a whirling sensation spread throughout his body.

This shows that he is not passing through a real "gate", but a teleportation circle.

Obviously, the real location of the Mind Labyrinth is not the back side of the Blood Hell Island Temple, and there is probably a great difference in area.

After making this judgment, Midi's eyes lit up, and he had entered a strange space.

The twenty people were not scattered, but all gathered together.

And in this space, there is nothing else, only a wide road with no end in sight.

The entire road is paved with blue water bricks that symbolize the soul, which is very luxurious.

On both sides of this avenue, there is an abyss canyon with no bottom in sight, and in the abyss, there is a wind like a sharp knife whistling.

Midi estimated through the fluctuation of mana that even if he used his sword protection body with all his might, the time he could support in this wind would never be long, not to mention the defensive skills of ordinary professionals.

Moreover, this wind made him vaguely remind him of the insurmountable barrier between the "seabed" of the sea of clouds in the sky and the "zenith" of the Arad continent.

Obviously, this abyss is extremely dangerous.

Just as everyone was looking around and getting familiar with the situation, suddenly a bright spot appeared out of thin air, and then, it turned into twenty transparent fluorescents, and with a "bang", it merged into everyone's bodies.

In the dim space, some bright spots appeared, turning into ten transparent ancient green tokens,

At the same time, an extremely ancient and distant voice sounded in everyone's minds.

"Welcome to the Labyrinth of Minds, and do your best to pass the trials, and the Mind Crystals I have given you will calculate your performance in the trials. The longer you stick to the trial rules, the better the results, and the area you can reach, and the performance on the way will affect the trial results. The results of the trial will determine the final reward. ”

This long, ancient voice is narrated in a tone that does not carry any emotion.

However, the crowd was not overwhelmed by the sound, and everyone already knew the basics before entering.

"Now, the trial begins. ”

The old voice, after saying the last sentence, disappeared.

Without any explanation or explanation, the trial has begun silently.

However, according to previous information, Midi knew that the only way for this first trial, called the "Spiritual Path", was to walk forward until you reached the exit.

But the problem is that the length of this spiritual path is different in each trial, and the obstacles that will appear on the way are completely different, and the only rule is that you must "complete" this spiritual path in order to be considered victorious, and everything else is unknown.

People will always feel frightened and uneasy about the unknown, and to a certain extent, not explaining the rules themselves is a kind of psychological test.

"So, let's first judge whether this road should go forward or backward. Midi glanced at the path of the mind with no end in sight on either side, and showed a cautious expression.

Don't be misled by a fixed mindset, this is an extremely important common sense in the midst of risk-taking.

What's more, in this labyrinth of the mind, I am afraid that there will be countless mechanisms that make people unconsciously fall into the Tao.

But the first question raised by Midi was answered immediately.

Because a blue flame with extremely high temperature suddenly burst from the darkness behind the road, and began to rush towards the trialists like ocean waves!

"Run!"

Without any orders, the twenty trialists immediately moved and ran forward in a hurry.

And this wave of blue fire continued to advance in the back, constantly swallowing the spiritual path into the flames, and there was not even a bit of residue left.

One hour, two hours, three hours......

Time passed, and the trialists, though they were all running, gradually became different.

Instead of gathering together, they split into four small groups according to their factions.

Due to the difference in level level, professional skills and other factors, the distance between these small groups has gradually widened.

Located in the first echelon, running at the front, it was naturally the team where the strongest Shandur was, and they accelerated all the way, and they had already thrown off the people behind for several kilometers, and they couldn't even see it.

After that, there is Roth and his companions from the patrol faction, who are usually very good at long-distance running, and they also follow Shandur all the way, and even have a bit of a confrontational meaning in it.

The execution team, which focuses on frontal combat, is obviously not very good at long-distance travel, and will rush to the front, lose the speed of the explosion, and then fall behind, which is very unstable. The scarred man who led the team just moved forward silently, without saying a word.

As for Midi's team, it is behind the most.

But the characteristic of Midi's team is that the speed is very stable.

From the very beginning of the run, the speed of the four men has hardly changed so far, almost as precise as the finest quartz clock, always maintaining a constant distance from the blue flames behind them.

Not only that, but in this process of moving at a constant speed, the mana consumption of each team member was reduced to a minimum, and there was almost no difference between the mana recovery speed and the mana recovery speed, reaching a rare equilibrium.

Theoretically speaking, as long as they don't encounter any accidents or other tests, Midi and the others can continue to run non-stop, at least for a week, and they can even go without eating, drinking, or sleeping, relying solely on alchemy potions for support.

The reason why this strategy was adopted was because Midi had seen from the beginning that this time, the "trial" of the spiritual path was definitely not a consideration of force, nor of speed, but of perseverance and patience!

Needless to say, consider the force, just set up a group of enemies.

If speed is considered, the extremely hot blue sea of fire behind it should definitely not be advanced at this speed.

With no end in sight, no room to hide, and a flame that keeps moving forward, all that can be considered is physical and mental stamina.

And just as Midi thought, this spiritual path, after running for a full eight hours, still has no end in sight.

By this time, the trialists who had rushed to the front in general for showing off had already been caught up and overtaken by Midi and the others one by one. On the contrary, with the increase in speed, the inertia formed by Midi and the others made them continue to widen the distance from the blue fire tide little by little, and after eight hours, it had accumulated to a considerable extent.

To put it simply, even if Midi and the others stop for a meal and continue on their way, it is more than enough.

On the other hand, those who were originally at the forefront have nearly exhausted their own magic power, and they have used all kinds of skills, and now they are just suffering.

Many people who couldn't bear it even took out the magic potion directly from the package and drank it in one gulp, just hoping to get through the endurance level in front of them.

However, this also means that their supplies have been reduced in future trials.

Time continues to fly by, and the Trialists continue to run.

A full twenty-four hours passed.

At this stage, no one has made any more attempts, and the ideas of showing off and competing to see who is stronger have long since completely disappeared.

Now, all the Trialists follow Midi and march in the same way as him.

After enduring all the hardships, they finally discovered that Midi's unhurried way of moving forward was the most labor-saving, stable, and safest one.

It's a pity that at this moment, there are a lot of supplies in their packages, and the magic power in their bodies is extremely consumed, so how can Midi and the others who have been running at a uniform speed from the beginning be comfortable?

Only the top few people in each team can still hold on with the same face.

But Rao is like this, and they still can't hide the fatigue of running down a day and a night.

"How long do you think you're going to run?" asked Avril as she leaned over and beside Midi.

"It's going to take another day. Midi replied calmly, then glanced ahead, "for the front seems to have changed." Depending on the form of the general lineage trial, the change most likely means that the journey is more than halfway through. ”

Looking in the direction of Midi's gaze, Avril suddenly saw such a scene - on the opposite side of the Abyss Canyon, there was a warm camp with a bonfire!