"Boy, you're looking for death!" Bicester, as a berserker, was already extremely short-tempered, and now he was provoked by Midi, a fresh face who had just come in, and his eyes suddenly became blood-red, and his whole body was full of murderous aura.

The next moment, he roared, the blood and qi around him surged, and a giant sword in his hand that was two meters long shot out with a dazzling red light.

Berserker Skill, Blood Fury!

As soon as he came up, Bicester directly activated his signature skill, obviously not planning to leave any backhand at all, but to kill Midi in one go.

"Bicester's level is full of level 60, and he has already crossed the threshold of awakening level 10, and now he has activated the blood rage, which greatly improves his combat effectiveness at the cost of consuming his vitality! In this state, the power of his sword can even be said to surpass me!" On the high stands, a sneer appeared on the corner of Shandur's mouth, "I want to see how you can deal with a human who is only level 54!"

"Senior Brother Sandul, wouldn't this be a bit too much?" said the woman timidly.

"It doesn't matter, if something really happens anyway, the Grand Inquisitor will naturally clean up the mess. Shandur waved his hand and said coldly.

In fact, seeing Bicester attack recklessly, the Grand Inquisitor did feel a pang of nervousness.

Just as Midi would be worried about the cooperation between the two sides, so too would the relationship between allies from the height of the Grand Inquisitor.

But now, this Bicester attacked as if he had taken a stimulant, how could he not be worried?

It's just that neither the good show Sandul nor the worried Grand Inquisitor noticed that Avril, Reinhardt and Wiseman did not waver in their expressions, on the contrary, they looked at Bicester with a faint pity and sympathy.

Go head-to-head with the "Sword of Victory and Protection" Midi Asrex?

Just don't die too badly.

As for Midi herself, she just waited quietly for the other party's arrival with her usual calm expression.

"Eat me!" Bist shouted, and even the man jumped high with his sword, and then fell heavily like a mountain, the big sword in his hand seemed to be a thick arc of light, cutting through the air and slashing into the hard ground, which instantly caused a clear shock, and smashed a large hole in the arena.

It's just that this magnificent blow came to naught.

At the same time as Bistt jumped high, Midi's body suddenly surged with golden-red light, and then, before the other party could fall, he had already taken off and stopped directly in the air, like a king, quietly overlooking the arena at his feet.

"What!" Bistt was dumbfounded, the berserker had almost no long-range attacks, and in the face of an enemy in the air, he couldn't use his brute force at all.

"It's a flying skill!Is this guy a perfect awakened person!" Sandur gritted his teeth and stared gloomily at Midi in mid-air.

This feeling of looking up at others made this invincible Devil May Cry very uncomfortable.

Even the Grand Inquisitor, although calm on the surface, had a turbulent wave in his heart, and at the same time secretly raised his assessment of Midi up a few levels.

You must know that even among those extremely powerful Mind Flayers, there are not many who have flying skills, and Midi actually has flying skills, presumably, in the future battles, he will be the main force.

In this way, it seems to be a matter of course for Midi to enter the spiritual labyrinth and become a top-level mind catcher.

The matter must be discussed again with the Supreme Consul Marcel as soon as possible.

The Grand Inquisitor calculated quickly in his mind.

As for the outcome of this battle, he doesn't care anymore - having flying skills is equal to being invincible, so why should he worry?

However, for Midi, since he came up and performed the "Flying Sword Dance", the result of "undefeated" was completely unacceptable to him.

Now that the decision has been made to be high-profile, what is needed is to "win".

I saw that the golden-red light around Midi's body suddenly skyrocketed, and then continued to converge and condense, just like a real sharp sword. Everyone who looked at this sword light felt a tingling pain in their eyes, and those of low rank could not even look directly at this sword light.

The next moment, only a sharp sound of air tearing was heard, and Midi had already merged his human sword and directly turned into a meteor, and smashed down from mid-air with an extremely domineering attitude.

Compared to Bist, who jumped up like a mountain just now, the momentum of this blow was much greater, giving people the feeling that even the space had been penetrated.

The moment this blow landed, the entire arena and the stands all shook, and in the center there was even more flying sand and rocks, and a mushroom cloud that could only be produced by a violent explosion rose up.

When the smoke cleared, people were shocked to find that in the center of the arena, there was a large hole with a diameter of more than 20 meters, and the depth was nearly one meter.

As for Bicester, the moment he was swept away by this terrible impact, the giant sword in his hand snapped off on the spot, and the whole person flew out of the wall directly, unconscious after hitting a big hole in the wall.

It's so strong!

What skills did he use?

Who is he sacred!

For a moment, there was silence in the arena, and even the sound of needles falling to the ground could be heard. Those bloody and purified elites were all so shocked that they couldn't speak, even the invincible Shandur was growing up at the moment, dumbfounded, and couldn't even maintain his gloomy and cold signature image in front of his junior sister.

After a long time, a voice slowly sounded.

"Who else wants to challenge me?" Midi asked faintly, scanning the stands.

No one answered, and all those who were swept away by Midi's cold, ice-like gaze, hurriedly lowered their heads, for fear of provoking the murderous god.

Even Sandul, at this moment, involuntarily avoided Midi's gaze.

"Since there are no new challengers, then I think this matter is settled, how about it?" Finally, Midi smiled with satisfaction, and then set his eyes on the Grand Inquisitor.

"When, of course. "What other options does the Grand Inquisitor have than to agree?

The dust settled on the rankings, and in the remaining ten days, Midi and his party were slightly familiar with the headquarters of the bloody purification, this "Blood Hell Island".

Thanks to Avril's status as a saint, Midi, a few outsiders who were extremely ostracized, walked on the street this time without encountering any conflict.

At the same time, the strong strength displayed by Midi also caused a subtle change in the attitude of the high-level of the bloody purification.

At least, when Midi asks Marcel, the Grand Inquisitor and "Inquisitor", about the situation in the labyrinth of minds, the two can be said to know everything. Even if there are reservations, at least on the surface, it has done its best.

In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed.

Early in the morning of the tenth day, under the light of the morning star that sprinkled cold light, the twenty selected elites gathered in the Bloody Purification Temple.

Midi glanced at it, and among the twenty elites, there were several different factions.

plus Avril, Reinhardt, Wiseman and others, they can be regarded as "outsiders" who are qualified by force.

Headed by Sandur and his junior sister, it can be regarded as the faction of the supreme consuls.

In addition, there are two more conspicuous groups, one is a small group composed mainly of elites selected from the patrol team, and the other is an elite group selected from the executors.

Among them, Sandul has a level of up to 63, and is a Devil May Cry, with the power of ghosts and gods, and has a certain resistance to psychic abilities. Not only that, but he is also a disciple of Marcel the Inquisitor, and at the same time, he has his loyal sister Xie Li as a helper, so it can be said that he is the most powerful.

The leader of the patrol team is a young man named Roth, who is the younger brother of the bearded middle-aged man Roy whom Midi saved before, with a level of 60 and extremely talented, as early as two years ago, he has surpassed his brother and is regarded as the hope of the front-line patrol, and his profession is the same as that of the bearded middle-aged man, he is a qigong master.

And the last one is the team of executors.

Executors, as the name suggests, are a team that specializes in the main battle, usually does not patrol or undertake other things, but only devotes themselves to cultivation, and when it comes to fighting the sect headquarters, they are the hardest main force. The Berserker Bicester, who was defeated by Midi before, belongs to this faction.

Now, there is also a leader among them, this man with a scar on his face, who is also a berserker by profession, level 61, with blood all over his body, and his eyes are full of hostility when he looks at Midi, which is obviously not a good stubble.

Obviously, among them, on the surface, the strongest is undoubtedly Sandur's team.

The weakest is Midi's team, none of whom have reached level 60 except for Avril.

But after learning some of the inside story of the Labyrinth of Minds, Midi was not worried about this upcoming inheritance trial.

Because, if you want to pass the test of the mind labyrinth and become a top mind catcher, the most important thing is to be able to successfully survive the mind labyrinth.

And for adventurers, that's what they do best.

Strength is not just about the level, but also about integrating multiple factors.

"Than survival time?"

Midi smiled slightly, glanced around, and saw the calm and calm eyes of the three companions, and suddenly felt reassured.

With the sound of hurried footsteps, the Grand Inquisitor, the "Inquisitor" Marcel, and the rest of the bloody purified high-ranking people had all gathered in the temple.

Following these high-ranking and powerful people, through the corridors that were heavily blocked, until they passed through the entire temple, Midi and the others finally came to the back of the temple, in front of the area shrouded in black mist.

At this moment, this black fog is a little different from before, and it has a feeling of being ready to move, as if it is a living thing.

And Midi is even more keenly aware that the magic around this spiritual labyrinth seems to have reached a state of "saturation".

The next moment, Marcel the Inquisitor chanted aloud a subdued incantation.

With this incantation, a majestic essence magic power spread out from under his feet like ripples. At the same moment, the Grand Inquisitor and the rest of the high-ranking officials joined together and recited the incantation together, and a stream of magic power flew like a storm, shocking the entire space.

As the magic power continued to rise, in the end, all the power was intertwined into one point, and under the guidance of these few bloody purification high-level officials, it merged into the black mist.

Everyone only felt that the void around the spiritual labyrinth was faintly shocked.

Then, as if slashed by an invisible sword, the black mist automatically faded to both sides like a tide.

Then, where the black fog disappeared, the main entrance of a huge and extremely large and ancient building slowly revealed.

In the loud roar, the main gate slowly opened, and the inside was white, making it impossible to see through at all.

The labyrinth of the mind has finally opened.