Miler, who has a system for giving up

So, like steadfast warriors, we marched with steady steps deeper into the castle.

As they ventured deeper, the eerie runes on the surrounding walls, like twinkling stars in the night sky, emitted a ghostly green light, as if silently telling an ancient and mysterious story.

Suddenly, the ground shook violently, and sharp spikes sprouted from the ground like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, resembling ferocious fangs, baring their teeth and claws as they lunged at us.

We nimbly dodged, and Han Heng unleashed his magic, shattering the spikes one by one like shooting stars.

Continuing onward, a massive stone gate came into view, its surface engraved with mysterious patterns, resembling an ancient scroll painting that captivated the eye.

After examining it for a moment, Qin Yimeng said thoughtfully, "This seems to be the key to activating some kind of formation."

Just as we were gazing at the stone gate, a group of little demons surged in from all directions like a tidal wave. They were all different in appearance, some like evil ghosts and some like ferocious beasts, baring their teeth and claws as they pounced on us.

We quickly set up our formation and engaged in a fierce battle with the lesser demons, forming an impregnable fortress.

In the midst of the fierce battle, I was like a keen cheetah, noticing that the patterns on the stone gate were flickering slightly in rhythm with the fighting, as if they were beating a mysterious melody.

I shouted, "Gentlemen, the pace of the battle might be related to opening the stone gate!"

Upon hearing this, everyone felt enlightened and immediately adjusted their attack rhythm.

Sure enough, the stone door slowly opened, revealing a huge hall where a man in a cloak sat in the center.

The cloaked man slowly stood up, his laughter like the howl of a demon from the deepest hell, sending chills down one's spine: "You've finally come."

A new crisis looms before us like a dark cloud.

I stared intently at the man in black robes as if facing a formidable enemy, and shouted at the top of my lungs, "Who are you, and why did you lure us here?"

The man in black robes seemed not to hear, and simply waved his hands. More small monsters surged out from both sides of the hall like a tide, tightly surrounding us.

Han Heng and Qin Yimeng stood beside me as quickly as two bolts of lightning, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The battle horn sounded once more, and we fought a bloody battle among the monsters.

At this critical moment, the cloaked man suddenly unleashed a powerful and earth-shattering spell, and a jet-black dark energy swept towards us like a raging torrent.

I suddenly felt as if my body was being tightly bound by an invisible giant hand, making it impossible for me to move even an inch.

In that life-or-death moment, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a faint flaw in the magical light emanating from the cloaked man.

I focused intently, seizing the fleeting opening, and broke free of my restraints like an arrow released from a bow.

Like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, I rushed toward the cloaked man with lightning speed.

My speed is as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye I am already close at hand.

However, just as my hand was about to touch his body, something inexplicable happened—the cloaked man, like a ghost, instantly transformed into a cloud of black mist, rapidly dissipating before my eyes and disappearing without a trace in an instant.

At the same time, the little monsters that had been surrounding us seemed to be under a spell, vanishing instantly like smoke without leaving a trace.

Just as we were in awe, a mysterious passage suddenly appeared in the center of the hall.

This passage is like a tunnel leading to the unknown, deep and dark, with a faint light flickering at the end, as if beckoning us.

We exchanged glances, seemingly able to see through each other's curiosity and determination.

Without the slightest hesitation, we resolutely stepped into this mysterious passage, determined to find out the truth and unveil the mystery hidden behind it.

However, the moment we stepped into the passage, Tianzang's expression suddenly became somewhat strange.

He seemed to have remembered something of paramount importance, but he didn't know how to put it into words.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Han Heng immediately asked, "Tianzang, what's wrong? Judging from your hesitant look, is there something you can't tell us?"

Seeing this, I quickly chimed in, "Tianzang, it's alright. If you don't want us to know, we can leave first, and you can talk to Aheng alone."

Qin Yimeng nodded in agreement with my point of view.

Tianzang hesitated for a moment before finally speaking: "I suddenly remembered seeing a similar passage in an ancient book. Before entering the passage, there was always a person and various monsters. Those who entered the passage seemed to be under a spell, and as soon as they broke free from that person's restraint, they would dissipate like smoke, directly transforming into the power to open the forbidden land. Therefore, I speculate that this passage may connect to a forbidden land, where a terrifying being is sealed. Stepping into this place might awaken that being, bringing annihilation to the world."

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces turned ashen, as if they were enveloped by an invisible pressure.

Han Heng's brows furrowed tightly, his face so serious it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it. He said in a deep voice, "Now, where should we go? Should we continue to forge ahead, or give up halfway and turn back? After all, no one can be sure whether this passage is the same one that Tianzang saw in the ancient book."

I nodded and pondered for a moment, then looked up, my gaze sharp, and said firmly, "Now that we've come this far, it would be a real pity to give up halfway. Besides, perhaps we'll find that this passage isn't the one described in the ancient texts. Furthermore, if that's the case, wouldn't we have found the way to seal that terrifying being, thus preventing it from wreaking havoc on the world?"

Upon hearing my words, Qin Yimeng nodded repeatedly in agreement: "I agree with your point of view. We have come a long way through countless hardships and obstacles, how can we give up so easily?"

Seeing everyone's determination, Tianzang could no longer dissuade them and could only sigh helplessly: "Alright then, since you are all determined to continue, everyone must be cautious and careful. I will also do my best to protect your safety."

Seeing this, the others also expressed their willingness to go together with the group.

So we rallied, mustered our courage like warriors, and strode forward with our heads held high along the passage.

The pungent odor that permeated the passage was like a rotten miasma, or the aura of a demon, corroding our senses and making us want to vomit.

The eerie light flickering on the walls seemed like countless eyes hidden in the shadows, watching our every move like ghosts, sending chills down our spines.

The unknown danger, like a boundless net, is slowly closing in on us, as if to devour us and leave us nowhere to escape.

Suddenly, the ground in front of the passage began to shake violently, and cracks spread rapidly like ferocious giant pythons.

The scalding lava gushing from the cracks, with its intense heat, hit us like the breath of a fire dragon, making our cheeks burn.

We hurriedly jumped to avoid it, and Qin Yimeng used water magic to try to cool the lava, but the effect was minimal.

Just then, the walls on both sides of the passage slowly opened, and a group of translucent ghosts floated out. They made sharp cries, like the mournful cry of night owls, and reached out to grab us, as if to drag us into an endless abyss of darkness.

Han Heng brandished his sword, its sword energy surging forth like a dragon emerging from the sea, repelling the ghosts one by one.

I focused my mental energy, searching for any flaws in the passage like a falcon.

Suddenly, I noticed a rune on the wall shimmering with a faint light, like a beacon in the darkness, seemingly the key to breaking the predicament.

I shouted to my companions, and together we focused our attack on the rune.

As the runes shone brightly, like the rising sun, the lava stopped spewing and the ghosts gradually dissipated.

A mysterious gate appeared ahead of the passage, covered with ancient runes that seemed to tell endless secrets, or like an entrance to a mysterious world, full of unknown allure.

We took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the door, our hearts filled with trepidation. We didn't know what kind of terrifying existence awaited us behind the door—a den of demons or a trap of death.

Just as we were about to reach the gate, it opened automatically as if by magic, and an unparalleled, powerful suction force swept us in like a tidal wave.

Once we had finally managed to stand firmly on our feet, we were surprised to find ourselves in a huge, dreamlike crystal space.

The surrounding crystals shimmered with a cold light, like twinkling stars, illuminating the enormous stone coffin in the center.

The runes on the stone coffin shimmered with a mysterious light, as if telling ancient secrets, and a faint evil aura emanated from them like a venomous snake.

Just then, the stone coffin slowly opened, and a colossal creature exuding endless darkness suddenly appeared.

Its body resembled a towering mountain, its eyes were like burning flames, and its roar was deafening, causing even the crystal space to tremble.

As soon as the monster appeared, it launched a fierce attack on us like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, its huge claws slashing towards Qin Yimeng like lightning.

Upon seeing this, Han Heng leaped forward without hesitation and bravely defended himself.

Tianzang and I searched for the monster's weaknesses.

Suddenly, I noticed that the crystal on the monster's chest was flickering with an extremely unstable light, like a candle flickering in the wind, which seemed to be its fatal weakness.

I shouted loudly, urging everyone to concentrate their firepower and attack this place with all their might.

With everyone working together, various spells and weapons rained down on the monster. Finally, the crystal on the monster's chest could not withstand the pressure and shattered instantly. It let out a shrill scream and disappeared without a trace like a wisp of smoke.

In that dark stone coffin, an ancient book radiating a dazzling light emerged quietly from the water, like a pearl that had been sleeping for a thousand years.

The light was dazzling, like the brightest star in the night sky, as if telling us the endless secrets it carried.

We were all deeply attracted by this sudden light, and a strong sense of anticipation surged in our hearts, as we knew that this ancient book was very likely the key to unlocking all the mysteries.

Upon seeing this, Tianzang stepped forward without hesitation, like an arrow released from a bow, and carefully took out the ancient book from the stone coffin.

The moment his hand touched the ancient book, the light shone brighter, like a torch being lit, as if warmly welcoming his arrival.

We were all as eager as ants on a hot pan, and swarmed around it like a tide, eager to see the true face of this mysterious ancient book.

However, upon closer inspection, we were surprised to find that the text resembled a mysterious incantation, leaving us bewildered and completely unable to understand it.

Nevertheless, we still keenly noticed that Tianzang's expression was somewhat unusual.

He stared at the words on the ancient book like a sculpture, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was trying his best to decipher its obscure and difficult meaning.

Judging from his reaction, these characters are undoubtedly the script of the demon race. For those of us who know very little about demon culture, they are simply an insurmountable barrier.

We all quieted down, no longer as noisy as before, but scattered like birds, and began to carefully observe our surroundings.

I strolled along leisurely, my eyes scanning the surrounding walls like radar.

Suddenly, as if I had discovered a new continent, I noticed something unusual—there were murals on the wall!

These murals are brightly colored, like colorful clouds on the horizon. Although some parts have faded, the content they depict is still clearly visible.

I was drawn to a mural as if by a magnet, and began to examine it closely.

This mural is like a vast history book, vividly depicting a heartbreaking story: in the human world, there was a child who was like a flickering candle in the wind, suffering from bullying and humiliation since childhood.

His living environment was like purgatory, with endless malice surging like a tide, as if the whole world was full of hostility towards him.

In this cold and indifferent world, no one was willing to lend him a helping hand, and even his family ignored him.

One day, in a secluded corner, the child stumbled upon an old book as if he had discovered a priceless treasure.

That book was like a weathered old man, its pages yellowed, as if bearing the vicissitudes of time.

However, it was this seemingly ordinary book that attracted the child's attention like a magnet.

The child picked up the book as if it were a priceless treasure, eager to explore its secrets.

However, when he tried to read the book, he found himself as illiterate as possible, completely ignorant of the words on it.

Those strange symbols and patterns were like a foreign language to him; no matter how hard he racked his brains, he could not decipher their meaning.