After Boqi moved into my closet, the quiet life is gone forever

"I won't make trouble, and I certainly won't help."

"Your presence alone is already causing trouble... Haha... Never mind. I knew it would be like this."

Chaoyang knew what Zanze was thinking and he could do nothing but move forward. However, at the entrance, he carefully placed the bottle of Golem he had used to escape on the ground.

"Hmm? Seeking your own death? I advise you to just put it in your pocket."

Zanze frowned. She felt that Chaoyang didn't want to take an exam, but rather wanted to commit suicide.

"No, what if the battle gets too intense and the bottle gets broken? Wouldn't that be unfair?"

“…I won’t help you.”

Zanze already felt that Chaoyang was simply courting death, and that it was impossible to persuade him with kind words.

Chaoyang, who was moving forward, just waved behind him.

"I don't need it either. I'm going to move at full speed from now on. Miss Zanze, can you keep up?"

220. A hero should be like me, if his plans are successful, his plots will come to fruition!

Chaoyang has been in the maze for more than an hour.

From time to time, loud roars were heard in the maze.

"This guy...how can he use magic for such a long time when he has so little magic power?"

Zanze couldn't help but ask questions, but there was no one in front of her who could answer her.

Zanze, who was following Chaoyang, had lost his target at this moment. There was either a big hole in the road ahead or the ceiling collapsed. Chaoyang's way of exploration was to completely ignore the traps and step on them all to trigger them. However, Chaoyang did this on purpose. If he triggered it himself, others would not be fooled. It was a benefit that those people gave him for their trust.

Explosions continued to blare in the distance. Zanze longed to see Chaoyang's battle. Her hair, like Doctor Octopus's tentacles, darted through the ruins of the maze, even clearing a path for easy passage. But every time she approached Chaoyang's traces, she found herself missing him again. A complex expression crossed Zanze's face.

[This guy might really be able to clear the level alone... but he hasn't encountered the clone yet.]

At this time, Chaoyang had already cut off the heads of the gargoyles guarding the gate, and instantly smashed their bases before they could even start.

Push open the door.

In the darkness, countless hairs as hard as steel attacked him.

Chaoyang changed his posture and slashed with several swords in succession.

"Tsk... Sure enough, this village sword is too weak."

The Chaoyang Sword is still the anti-magic sword that was made in the village before Hongxia set out.

He finally passed away today.

It collided with the hair of Zanze's clone and was instantly broken.

[Hmm... never mind, let's not waste time. But she's guarding the door, so even if I try to get around it, it's going to be troublesome. Even if my defensive magic lasts indefinitely, the quality of her hair can be shattered. Seriously, a woman with long hair, I'll tell her not to come in. If you're just causing trouble, don't blame me for taking advantage of you.]

Chaoyang quickly retreated and suppressed his magic power. This was the ability he had specially asked Fulilian to train him a few days ago considering this result. Chaoyang's magic power limit was not high, so even if his talent for hiding magic was not good enough, Fulilian could easily not detect Chaoyang with her magic if she was not paying attention for a moment.

"Hmm? That guy is hiding his magic power?"

Zanze, who wanted to see Chaoyang's battle scene firsthand, didn't understand Chaoyang's thoughts at first, and just continued to move forward quickly, but she soon understood.

Facing the attack from his own clone, Zanze's pupils shrank slightly, but he did not show any panic.

He originally didn't want to attack, but now his hair was intertwined and collided with the clone's hair in the air, making a sound like metal clashing.

Zanze retreated while fighting, looking for a suitable opportunity to escape the battle, otherwise he would be

[…I’ve been tricked. I should have thought of that.]

As soon as this thought came to Zanze's mind, she discovered Chaoyang's figure and passed through the gate guarded by the clone in an instant.

It even seemed as if the morning sun turned back to laugh at her as it passed by.

Although Zanze's expression remained calm, he already had the urge to cancel Chaoyang's qualifications, but he finally held back and considered how to get out of this situation.

In that instant, a lock of hair, hidden in the darkness of the ruins Chaoyang had previously destroyed, suddenly attacked her. Originally, Zanze could have easily prevented this level of sneak attack with just a little concentration, but unfortunately, this was Chaoyang's fault.

He stabbed Zanze with the force of thunder.

She reacted almost instinctively, but was still a step too late.

The sharp strand of hair pierced her shoulder, causing a sharp pain. Blood slowly flowed from the wound and seeped into the dust of the maze.

Fortunately, the injuries to his limbs will not have a significant impact on Zanze, but if the bleeding continues for a long time, it will definitely affect his thinking.

at this time

"Crack!"

At the same moment, a figure appeared behind the clone and broke the Zanze clone's neck with his bare hands without hesitation.

The action was swift and decisive. The clone Zanze's neck was like a twisted rope, and her body lost its vitality at this moment. She slowly fell to the ground and no longer posed a threat.

Chaoyang thought that if he added a basic attack magic to prevent the clone from moving,

"...If you're injured, leave this cemetery as soon as possible."

Chaoyang wanted to persuade Zanze to leave, otherwise her clone would be regenerated in a while.

"I want to make sure the candidates have reached the deepest point."

"Ah so."

After hearing Zanze's answer, Chaoyang no longer paid any attention.

He had already decided to abandon Zanze, but after walking a few steps forward, he looked back. Zanze's shoulder was still bleeding, but he was still planning to follow him.

I can only sigh.

He turned and walked in front of Zanze, then turned his back to her and squatted down.

"You're just a troublemaker, examiner. ...Come up."

"?……What's the meaning?"

"I'm planning on carrying you, or you'll lose me again. A clone will be created soon, and in your current state, you'll likely be defeated by your full self. Well, you should be able to escape."

"..."

Zanze didn't know how to respond, and subconsciously kept his mouth shut when he encountered a situation that was not favorable to him.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you. I've already found enough wives in this world. I'm doing this just because of my personality. Or do you prefer a princess hug? Or do you want to fight with your own clones?"

Zanze still didn't speak, but her hair began to move and slowly wrapped around Chaoyang's waist.

And she floated in the air like a kite, supported by her hair.

"Let's go."

Zanze, who was as calm as if he was sitting on a spring outing bus, finally asked Chaoyang to set off.

Chaoyang looked around and found that the maze passage was quite spacious, so she was not worried about bumping into anything.

"blitzschnell (magic that makes you lightning fast!)"

Accompanied by a sound of electric current, only a cloud of dust was left where Chaoyang and Zanze had just stood.

---

Outside the cemetery

"It's been three hours already. Hey! Are you guys with this guy? Is it okay to be so leisurely?"

Some candidates were already getting restless and asked about Hongxia, Bochi and the others. At that moment, they were playing ghost cards with Philen. This was something that the little genius Liang came up with to help Hongxia and the others pass the time.

"It's only been four hours, are you already so anxious? This cemetery is huge. Even the most powerful magician wouldn't have explored even a third of it in three hours."

Duncan was still helping Chaoyang's team to respond at this time, which was quite sensible.

"But I also have a question. How will you know he has reached the bottom?"

Duncan turns around

"No...you don't need to know. Chaoyang will definitely arrive. He never breaks his promise!"

Pochi blurted out directly.

"Hehe---that's really rude."

Duncan just chuckled a few times and began to close his eyes to rest.

-----

In just 30 minutes, Chaoyang and Zanze had broken through to the door of the final hall, where in the original book they were supposed to fight against the clone of Fulilian.

But this time, Fulilian wasn't there, so the pressure was reduced dramatically, and the gate wasn't sealed. After all, only Zanze and Chaoyang's clone existed in this maze, and neither of them knew how to open it. There was no need to defeat the clone. Of course, that was only for Chaoyang. If it were anyone else, they would probably have to defeat the clone, because Chaoyang was guarding the gate this time.

[It seems she thinks I'm stronger than Zanze, so she's using my clone to guard the gate? This Water Mirror Demon is quite clever, it seems she's seen through my original abilities, but can she replicate them?]

Peeping at the situation in the last hall, a clone who was almost exactly like Chaoyang was standing in front of the door with a jade sword in his hand, looking like a lone man blocking the way for ten thousand.

"The Water Mirror Demon thinks you're stronger than me? Why? You're certainly fast, but I don't think you can beat me."

Zanze said a little unhappily.

"Well... you'll know in a moment. I'm about to break through..."

"Wait, you have a way to defeat yourself?"

Zanze subconsciously grabbed Chaoyang's hand with his hair.

Chaoyang just tilted his head and looked at Zanze strangely.

"Why should I defeat myself? ...Isn't it enough to just defeat the Water Mirror Demon at the door?"

"...Are you stupid? If it were that easy, you wouldn't..."

Zanze had just let go of Chaoyang's hair when Chaoyang had already chanted a spell and rushed into the hall like a gust of wind and lightning, heading straight for the guarded gate.

Zanze cursed inwardly.

He could only peek out to check the situation. When his sight entered the hall again, Chaoyang, who had just disappeared, was about to push open the door.

[Idiot! Your clones also know your moves. Do you think you're the only one that fast?]

As if to confirm what Zanze said, a sudden electric sound was heard, and Zanze's eyes reflected a shocking scene. Chaoyang's head had been chopped off by the sword of the clone. Things happened too quickly and it was not just a matter of seconds.

"..."

Zanze planned to take action, at least to get Chaoyang's body back as a way to repay him for bringing him here.

As she stepped into the hall.

An even more shocking or horrifying scene happened to her.

Buddha overturned all her understanding of fighting and life.

The moment Chaoyang's head was chopped off, she thought the battle was over. However, Chaoyang's headless body not only did not stop moving, but instead, as if acting according to a predetermined will, its arms pushed open the door to the innermost chamber. As the clone continued its brutal slashing attack, slicing it into pieces, the severed flesh began to reassemble at a visible speed, and Chaoyang's body was restored to its original state in a short period of time.

The Water Mirror Demon was in the center of the room, like a giant mirror with irregular spikes along its edges. Behind the Water Mirror Demon was a mountain of gold, silver, and jewelry.

"boom"

Without stopping, a laser shot out from the magic circle in Chaoyang's hand. It was the most basic attack magic and also the most useful magic against monsters. It shot out the most direct magic energy, like a sharp spear, directly piercing the core of the Water Mirror Demon.

The Water Mirror Demon's body had no fighting ability at all and was instantly reduced to ashes on the spot.

As the Water Mirror Demon dissipated, cracks began to appear in Chaoyang's replica, and soon it turned into countless tiny ashes that drifted away in the wind.

"On time, call it a day~~~"

The sun-rising skull underground shouted happily.

"You, what on earth are you!"

Zanze couldn't help but question Chaoyang, and her hair was completely in combat mode. She didn't think Chaoyang was a human being.

"How could a human being possibly do such a thing!"

Although magic is very magical, no one has discovered the magic to restore a broken arm so far. Even elves will die if they are hit by a fatal attack. Not even the great magician Celie who survived the mythological era can do this.