Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

In the abandoned church, Irene sat in the water curtain-like barrier and meditated.

Apart from the buzzing sound from the outside world that filled the sky, the only sound in her ears was the even breathing of others. She quite enjoyed the tranquility of the dead of night. Her rationality was further stretched in isolation, like a shadow under a lamp.

Fan's breathing was calm, once every three seconds, just like his calm heart.

Di Masiu's breathing was rapid, probably he was having a nightmare. This guy was so timid, I really don't know how he learned such good swordsmanship?

And Clara, the mysterious girl...

Huh? Irene opened her eyes and saw that Clara's breathing frequency was exactly the same as Fan Wei's, without any deviation, which made her feel something was wrong!

Listen carefully to other people, they all have different rhythms and their own rules.

When two identical things appear among a bunch of unique ones, they become particularly eye-catching.

Irene hesitated, then reached out and pushed Fan Wei.

This is the habit of magicians. When doubts arise, they will verify them immediately. For them, luck is something that cannot exist.

There was no response, and Fan Wei still maintained an even breathing rhythm, as if he was sleeping soundly and deeply.

After shaking twice again and still getting no response, Irene's heart began to sink. She quickly pushed Clara in the same way, but the sensitive girl also did not respond.

"Wake up!" If Irene still hasn't realized something is wrong at this time, she would be ashamed of her more than 30 years of life experience.

As soon as the clear voice sounded, all the adventurers jumped out of their sleeping bags, assumed alert and defensive postures, and the weapons beside them appeared in their hands in an instant.

"What's wrong? Miss Irene."

Andrew didn't see the enemy, so he turned to ask Irene, and found that Fan Wei and Clara had not woken up yet.

"Something happened. Van and Clara are not in a good state."

She used magic to check, but the result came back that everything was normal. Irene frowned deeply and tried to use recovery magic, but it didn't have any effect.

"Ms. Julie, please try to use exorcism and cure abnormal conditions."

In terms of treatment and recovery, magicians are far less powerful than priests. Julie opened her affectionate eyes, stretched out her hand to Fan Wei, and released a soft green light.

After a few seconds, she withdrew her hand and shook her head, saying in a slow stream-like voice: "There is nothing wrong with Mr. Fan, but I can't feel his soul anymore."

"No soul?" Piccolo asked in surprise, "But he is still alive!!"

"That's what's so strange." Julie tried again, "It's the same with Miss Clara."

The person is alive, but the soul is gone. It is surprising and terrifying at the same time.

"Is there any soul-eating monster? I heard that there are many demons in the Seven-Layer Abyss Labyrinth that can directly devour people's souls!" Di Matthew guessed, "In that case, the only way to save the person is to kill the monster as soon as possible."

Everyone stay calm and try to analyze solutions.

There were so many unexpected things along the way, but this was the first time something so bizarre and strange that left people completely at a loss as to what to do.

"I have a guess." Andrew frowned and spoke hesitantly, "But judging from the conditions, it's really unlikely."

"What is it? Tell me quickly!" Kaso asked immediately. He hated people who were slow and didn't get straight to the point.

"I didn't tell you before because I was afraid of causing unnecessary pressure." With a wry smile, Andrew slowly said, "There is also a strange legend about the Lost City."

"The first group of adventurers who came to the Lost City also experienced a similar situation as that of Fan and Miss Clara."

"The body fell into a deep sleep, but the person could not be awakened. The results of the examination showed that the soul was missing."

"Those people never woke up again, and resurrection had no effect either. It was as if their souls were completely lost. That's why this place was given the title of the Lost City. It actually has little to do with the chaotic architecture or something like that."

Listening to Andrew's description, everyone looked at each other nervously. This was just like the weird stories they had heard when they were children. It brought an irresistible fear.

"Then what should we do? It's so dangerous here, isn't it possible that we might fall into the same situation at any time?!"

"No." Andrew shook his head at Di Matthew. "This situation is conditional. You must stay in the Lost City for a period of time, at least three days."

"That's why I didn't say anything at first, and I thought the situation between Mr. Fan and Miss Clara was very strange."

"Normally it's impossible to be that fast."

"What is the reason?" Irene was worried. Suddenly, she turned her head and looked back. A misty white shadow was standing in the corner, as if waiting for something.

Then he turned and walked straight through the wall, going nowhere.

The sounds grew from faint to loud, and more and more white shadows appeared, making the church as bustling as a street.

The sudden change frightened everyone. Irene stood up and ran to the church window to look out.

The Lost City, a city that was as silent as death, seemed to come alive at this moment! Countless white shadows shuttled through it, as if it was a prosperous city full of vitality.

Irene heard the bell ringing and looked sideways. She saw a round tower with a broken eave on the top. The bell tower with a flying bird sculpture on it made a sound that echoed throughout the city.

As if announcing the return of something...

"Ding-ding-ding-" The sound rang in his ears. Fan Wei turned around and saw the bell tower shining golden in the sun vibrating and ringing.

Residents from far and near on the street stopped what they were doing, knelt down and worshiped respectfully in the direction of the temple.

"Is the sacrifice about to begin?" He looked upwards in confusion and saw the door of the white cloud-patterned hall slowly opening.

Fan Wei hesitated for a moment whether to go in. It didn't matter if he was alone, but he would have to consider a lot if he brought Clara with him.

"Sir, I heard some noises."

The girl in his arms suddenly spoke up, "It seems like Miss Irene and the others are discussing something."

"Huh? Are they here too?" Fan Wei looked around but didn't see a single figure.

"No, they are around us, but not here." Clara said calmly and firmly, "We are no longer on the same level as them."

Pondering the meaning of the girl's words, Fan Wei realized that he seemed to be in a special space.

The body did not change, but the consciousness entered here.

And for some special reason, Clara could still hear the conversation coming from her body, but she herself could not hear it.

"Can you pass a message to Irene and the others, Clara?" he asked hopefully, but the girl shook her head.

She just realized that something was wrong, but she didn't have the ability to break free and resist.

"It's already great. If I were alone, I'm afraid I wouldn't even know where I am." Fan Wei pinched his chin, looked forward and analyzed: "The 'main line' here seems to be entering the temple."

"What are the intentions and purposes of the forces influencing this place?"

Holding the girl's hand tightly, as if wanting to give her as much comfort and support as possible, Fan Wei said decisively:

"We may have to go to that hall to have a look. Clara, don't be afraid, there will definitely be a way!"

"I'm not afraid." The girl's dark eyes were calm. She stood beside Fan Wei, slightly tilting her nervous face. "If you need anything, please rely on me."

"Don't always carry it all by yourself, sir."