A motorcycle journey through the worlds

Except for Maxwell on the side of the great wizard Rex, who was a space-type ability user, the others were all very powerful. Now that they were free of pressure and did not need to focus on defense, they could use Rex's undead magic and demon summoning, as well as the ultimate tricks that others had kept in reserve, without any scruples. The most important thing was that Sister Nana, who was originally a high-level holy priest, used the large number of remaining items in the church that were attached with the power of faith to set up a "holy light exorcism array". Within a radius of fifteen meters, all the dead undead soul marks would be severely damaged. Although it was not enough to destroy them, it could greatly delay their resurrection time. As a result, the monsters that were originally like a tide finally became fewer and fewer...

When the last monster was crushed to dust by McCree's enchanted bullets, the screams of ghosts and wolves around finally calmed down, and all the survivors could not help but sit on the ground, gasping for breath like dead dogs, but everyone's face was full of excitement after surviving a disaster. At this time, no one noticed that Wilhelm had quietly retreated to the side of the gate, and behind him was the "darkness" that had not retreated for some unknown reason...

"Maxwell, your spatial ability still cannot be activated?" Archmage Rex looked solemn, and anxiously shouted to their last hope to escape from this world - the user of spatial ability.

Maxwell's face was pale and sweaty at this time. He shook his head with difficulty and replied guiltily: "I'm sorry... Boss Rex, I really can't help it."

Rex felt a surge of anger in his heart, but he suppressed his emotions and said as calmly as possible: "It's okay, keep trying."

"Well, I will, Brother Rex. I will try my best to open the space rift to go back." Maxwell said through gritted teeth, trying to concentrate and activate his space ability again.

However, before he could finish his words, something strange happened. A black light exploded Maxwell's head before anyone could react, instantly stopping his words.

"Maxwell!" Rex screamed miserably, his eyes full of anger and despair. The reason why they were able to ignore the rules of space and force their way into the trial world midway, in addition to the extensive preparations and the use of precious auxiliary props, was that Maxwell, the space ability user they had devoted all their efforts to cultivate, was the key. Without Maxwell, everything would be in vain. In a sense, his value alone was far greater than that of the entire team. Now that they had not seen the abnormal target, the Lord God would not give them a chance to return. They might face punishment if they did not solve the problem, but compared to their lives, these were nothing. Maxwell was their means of survival in the face of adversity.

But now... everything is over.

Rex looked at the headless Maxwell in despair, all hope in his heart completely gone.

At this moment, the circular prayer platform in the center of the church suddenly began to collapse. A thin layer of floor cracked and fell, revealing a dark red hole that seemed to reach the center of the earth. Looking down from the hole, one could vaguely see a dirty, bloody girl climbing up in a strange way. Behind her, countless thorny wires were waving like the tentacles of a monster, surrounding a rotten bed and rising upwards... The great demon Theresa had finally arrived.

As a high-level demon in the abyss, Therese descended in this plane in the form of three parts, namely, the purple-clothed loli on the dark side, Sharon, the adopted daughter of the heroine Ruth on the good side, and Therese, the mummy who is over 40 years old as the material body.

After separating the good and evil within her body, the only thing left in Therese's essence was the boundless hatred for the fanatics and the desire for the motherly love that she had never truly obtained.

Due to Lin Yu's intrusion, Theresa's plan became a mess. She had been brewing a revenge plan for 32 years, but someone interfered with it at the most critical moment. This made the big devil, who only had revenge in his heart, furious. In Theresa's eyes at this time, these people angered her, so they couldn't leave safely.

"Do you think you can leave safely after angering me?" Theresa's voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, full of anger and threats.

Wilhelm, who looked embarrassed, and the Persian assassin Dastan, who looked even uglier, walked in from the church door again. When they found themselves the focus of everyone's attention, the Persian assassin Dastan glanced at Wilhelm unhappily and said to everyone, "What are you looking at? This area has long been covered by a powerful barrier, and there is no way out."

Thousands of jagged thorny wires flew towards everyone like living things. Dastan's eyes were stern, and he threw out a gem. The next moment, it was like a ground-to-ground missile exploded in the church. The huge bang and shock wave made everyone step back several steps in succession. The lethality of Dastan's hidden killer move was so terrible!

Teresa's thorny iron wires were instantly melted into bright red iron liquid by the explosion of Dastan's orb. But as weapons of the great demon, how could these weapons that symbolized pain and restraint be destroyed so easily? In just a moment, they returned to their original state and continued to fly towards everyone.

"If we don't fight now, when will we? Don't you know? If we die here, even our souls won't be able to rest in peace, and we will only suffer endless torture! It is better for everyone to give it our all now and fight a big battle. Even if we lose our souls in the end, it will be considered a gain!" Wilhelm shouted.

Although Dastan's effort did not cause any harm to Theresa, it also boosted everyone's morale. Moreover, the old man's words were not wrong. In the main god space, death is not absolute or final. As long as your soul imprint is still intact and there are high-level trialists who are willing to take the trouble to revive you at all costs, resurrection is not difficult. In many planes, there are unique ways to bring people back to life. But on the other hand, if there is a problem with the soul, such as being destroyed, polluted or transformed, it will definitely be more painful than death, which means that the pain will continue until the end of the plane.

In fact, there is no need to mention these things deliberately, as every trial participant here knows them very well. Sister Nana's Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid has expanded to its limit under her control, and countless mercury tentacles have danced into a phantom. Only this mass of ever-changing liquid mercury can block the overwhelming, tide-like thorn wire in a many-to-many manner.