It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Xiao Huai gently closed his eyes. In silence, the power of the nightmare demon expanded. Mo Yu turned into his third eye. His perception expanded to the extreme and spread outward along with his thoughts.

I could clearly see what was happening in the distance.

Just as Fang Tuo said, a large number of sea monsters and various hideous monsters did emerge over there. They crawled out from the shadows of the maze, their claws and fangs flashing coldly in the darkness.

In the darkness, several contestants were engulfed by sudden fear. Their eyes gradually became distorted, their skin mutated, their limbs extended, and they gradually turned into monsters.

Seeing this, Fang Tuo swung his sword without hesitation, swiftly and decisively beheading them one by one with exquisite and cold-blooded techniques.

The other contestants witnessed all this, and while their eyes were filled with horror, their eyes gradually revealed their trust in Fang Tuo.

Many people began to think: Fang Tuo was not lying, what he said was true!

Xiao Huai doesn't trust anyone.

There are not so many chance encounters and timely assistance in the world.

He knew clearly that the appearance of these monsters was not natural.

Now there were no monsters approaching Xiao Huai and the other two.

Perhaps the so-called monsters seemed to be instinctively attracted to the light of fire.

There's nothing wrong with the fact that the maze changes every night.

This maze is not static, but moves slowly.

Each change is so small that it is almost imperceptible.

However, these tiny movements accumulated, and the layout of the entire maze quietly changed, and the old maze became a new maze.

It is not a complete reorganization, but a silent adjustment that takes place in secret every minute and every second.

During the time when he was leading Lu Yuanshi forward, several entrances to the previously unobstructed passages were closed, and new passages gradually opened.

They didn't know where the true end of the maze was.

Or maybe this is just an endless maze.

If my guess is correct, what will be the task of the second level?

If you want to truly escape from this maze, the best way is to break free from its limitations.

He knew that as long as he could jump over the wall of the maze and escape from the intricate ground passages, he would be able to find the path to the exit.

However, this approach is clearly not simple.

The maze designer will never let anyone escape easily.

To verify his guess, Xiao Huai took out a black diamond from his arms and threw it to the top of the maze.

The diamond rose rapidly, passing through layers of maze light and shadow.

But when the diamond reached a certain height, it suddenly disappeared, as if swallowed by an invisible force.

A few seconds later, a wisp of crystal clear dust fell from the sky. Xiao Huai took a cold look and found that it was crushed diamond powder.

He frowned slightly, a hint of calm vigilance in his eyes.

Apparently, there was some kind of powerful barrier above the maze that prevented anything from exceeding a set height.

This means that the way out of the maze is completely blocked.

There is no game in this world that cannot be completed.

But there are man-eating mazes.

At this moment, Lu Yuanshi seemed to have noticed something and suddenly walked in a certain direction.

Xiao Huai looked at his back, a trace of doubt flashed through his mind, but he followed without hesitation.

Lu Yuanshi would not leave for no reason.

They walked through the dimness of the maze, passing through several narrow passages and bypassing intricate forks in the road.

He... is familiar with this area...?

It was eerily quiet, the only sound being the echo of their footsteps off the stone walls.

After a long time, they came to a secret cemetery.

The air around was cold and filled with the smell of decay.

In the darkness, Lu Yuanshi suddenly stopped in front of an ancient tombstone, staring silently at the contents engraved on it.

Xiao Huai followed his gaze and his pupils shrank slightly.

There was a photo on the tombstone, it was old and yellowed, and the edges were blurred.

However, the face in that photo was extremely similar to Lu Yuanshi.

The difference is that the person in the photo has black hair and is obviously older, with deep eyes and a hint of heroism. He is more mature than Lu Yuanshi now, as if he has experienced many hardships, and his whole body exudes a deep calmness and determination.

But he was dead.

The man in the cemetery is dead.

The name below the photo is blurred and unrecognizable.

However, there is a line of vaguely discernible words engraved on the tombstone inscription under the photo.

"Those who disobey fate will never rest."

The moment I saw these words.

Xiao Huai's heart suddenly sank.

Lu Yuanshi still stood there, staring at the tombstone quietly, as if he didn't quite understand, but also seemed curious.

That expression was like that of a person who had lost his memory and accidentally found lost fragments of memory, which was strange and yet inexplicably familiar.

After a moment, Lu Yuanshi raised his hand slightly and covered his throat.

His brows were furrowed and his lips were trembling slightly, as if he was trying hard to say something, but all that came out of his mouth were some intermittent, harsh and difficult-to-form sounds, like a hoarse sound stuck deep in his throat.

That look of struggle was filled with silent pain.

Xiao Huai looked at him quietly, feeling a slight pain in his heart.

This is not a temporary loss of voice, but a profound loss.

He is a real mute who cannot speak.

Perhaps he was like this from the beginning, destined to be deprived of his voice by fate.

No one knows what he has been through. Perhaps in this eternal silence, his life is closely linked to tragedy.

As Xiao Huai passed Lu Yuan, he walked forward. There were some secrets that he had to uncover personally.

Without saying a word, he leaned over the cemetery, a shovel appeared in his hand, he inserted it into the soft soil, and began to dig up the long-dormant grave.

This was not the first time he had dug someone else's grave, but he was particularly quiet at this moment, as if he wanted to suppress all his emotions in his heart, and let the soil pile up layer by layer.

Lu Yuanshi slowly walked to Xiao Huai and raised his hand, trying to stop him from digging any further.

But once Xiao Huai started, he would not stop. He stubbornly dug up the soil bit by bit. The soil piled up more and more, and his hands turned red from using too much force.

Until a faint glassy luster revealed its outline in the soil.

……

It was a glass coffin, gleaming coldly in the dim light.

Xiao Huai stared at the coffin in a daze, with complicated emotions surging in his heart.

He thought of many possibilities. There might be another person in the coffin, or it might just be an image very similar to Lu Yuanshi, or there might even be nothing at all.

However, when he finally saw the person lying inside, his defenses were broken.

There was a person sleeping in the glass coffin. There was no sign of decay, but his pale face and closed eyes told people that he was dead.

He held a letter in his hand.

The handwritten words are vaguely visible, the lines are soft and affectionate, but they carry a heartbreaking weight when seen.

"I used all my love to awaken him from the mirror and give him new flesh and blood. Even if I leave, he will be me and love you for me."

Why is he nameless and has he been in that dark place since the moment he was born?

Because he is waiting for someone.

Waiting for a destined person.

He was born to love him.