Screaming Cycle (Infinite Flow)

Fan Hemian closed her eyes tightly, her head drooped, and she remained motionless. Black blood was still bubbling from the wound, making her look as if she had just been fished out of an oil pool.

For a moment, Ji Thrush even thought that her sister had left quietly.

Trembling, he reached out to feel her breath.

When he felt a faint air current blowing over his fingertips, Ji Thrush's legs almost went limp and he knelt down directly.

"Little Crane!"

He didn't care so much anymore, grabbed Fan Hemian's shoulder and shook vigorously, "Wake up, you must open your eyes! Hurry up!"

Probably Ji Thrush hurt Fan Hemian's broken arm, the girl hummed softly and frowned.

"Xiaohe, open your eyes!"

Ji Thrush made persistent efforts.

This time, Fan Hemian was finally shaken awake by him, his eyes barely opened a slit, his lips moved, as if he wanted to speak.

"Xiao He, listen up."

Ji Xiaoniao firmly grasped the girl's shoulder, using the pain to help her stay awake, "Now, say, 'I abstain'."

Fan Hemian rolled his eyes with difficulty.

In the midst of massive blood loss and bone-piercing pain, she had already stepped into the gate of hell with half a foot, and it was almost difficult to maintain her sanity.

After several efforts, Fan Hemian finally focused his loose focus on Ji Thrush's face, but he could only see his lips moving, and couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

"Quickly, say 'I abstain'!"

Ji Thrush was so anxious that his head was covered with cold sweat, and Fan Luming next to him burst into tears, crying like a mess.

"You are in front of the relief wall!"

Ji Xiaoniao grabbed Fan Hemian's intact hand and asked her to touch the surrounding environment.

"As long as you abstain, you can return to Fanhua Palace!"

Fan Hemian blinked vigorously, shaking off the black blood on his eyelashes.

Her fingers touched a rough and cold marble wall.

... What is the bird talking about?

Fan Hemian tightened her fingers and held Ji Thrush's hand weakly.

...by the way, give up...

She managed to distinguish the two syllables from the thrush's babbling repetition.

...as long as I can go back...

Fan Hemian trembled her lips, and squeezed out two syllables with a voice that only she could hear.

"give up……"

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that the girl leaning against the wall began to change.

Like a ball of soft clay plaster, her back melted into the stone wall, and quickly experienced the process of melting, reshaping and hardening. In just a few seconds, Fan Hemian transformed from a body covered in black blood The living person turned into a snow-white female relief without a face.

Ji Thrush and Fan Luming sat down on the ground, their spirits tensed up to the extreme and then suddenly relaxed, they collapsed and almost cried.

Ren Jianmo also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up at the wall clock on the railing of the corridor, the number "九" representing Fan Hemian had disappeared, the minute hand moved forward by 9 minutes, and now the remaining time is 27 minutes.

Ji Thrush calmed down for a moment, then looked up at Fan Luming.

"Xiaolu, you should go back too."

Fan Luming looked back at him, his eyes were red, and there was still a tear hanging from the corner of his eye.

"You mean... let me go back to the Brahma Flower Palace?"

He pointed to the relief wall, "Now?"

Season Thrush nodded.

Fan Luming disagreed, "I can continue."

He patted his small body, which belongs to the bottom of the chain of contempt among the participants, "Look, I haven't even broken a piece of oily skin."

In fact, Fan Luming always felt that if it was him who was injured just now, with the heaven-defying self-healing power he copied from the self-healer, even if he was eroded by black blood, he would definitely be able to last longer than his own sister many.

"No."

Ji Thrush shook his head.

"It's too dangerous here, we can't be distracted to protect you."

He had already lost Mo Tiangen, and almost lost Fan Hemian, so he really couldn't let his younger brother take risks with them anymore.

Fan Luming opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refute, but Ji Thump pressed his lips with his fingers first, "Besides, your sister needs you very much now."

The younger brother frowned.

He knew that Ji Thrush was actually right.

Indeed, although Fan Luming possesses a powerful self-healing power that is so strong that he will never die unless he is directly hit on the vitals, and he is also a rare healing system user, but in contrast, his combat power is barely enough at best. To the threshold of a B-level participant, in this "world" of S-level difficulty that is always in danger, when his companions have no spare power to protect him, he is likely to become a burden.

and……

Fan Luming turned his head and glanced at the relief stone wall.

...Furthermore, since the death of Teacher Dagen, Fan Hemian seemed to be a different person, with a sense of reckless determination in everything he did. He was really worried about leaving his sister alone.

"Ah."

Fan Luming stopped arguing and agreed to Ji Thrush's suggestion, then found a human-shaped pit on the wall and stepped in.

"correct."

Before leaving, he exhorted:

"We have searched the corridor connecting the first and second platforms of this staircase, and there is no exit."

……

After seeing off Fan Luming, Ji Thump looked at the number "Shi" that had just been erased on the dial of the clock, and heaved a long sigh.

"Okay, now it's just the two of us."

He raised his head and smiled at Ren Jianmo.

"Let's go, let's hurry up."

This maze was not only astonishingly large, but also unimaginably complicated. Even after Fan Hemian and Fan Luming abstained, the remaining time accumulated to 39 minutes, Ji Xiaoniao still felt that the time was tight and not enough.

Just now Fan Luming told them that the corridor connecting the first and second floors of this spiral staircase has already been passed, and Ji Xuan and Ren Jianmo came down from the fourth floor, so it seems that only the third floor is still there. Have not explored.

So Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo walked through the long embroidered carpet to a carved door at the end of the corridor.

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In another corner of the maze, Ice Grail finally found the exit of the Mirror House.

In front of the exit is a corridor, and at the end of the corridor is a door.

Judging from the style of the door, it seems to be an elevator. There are not only up and down buttons beside it, but also a big bright red character, "四".

If it is speculated according to common sense, this should mean the "floor" he is on.

There is also a huge clock hanging on the top of the elevator, and the time displayed on it is "35:[-]".

Ice Grail pressed the button without hesitation.

Their task is to find the "Vatican" who does not know where he is. Even if he is the only one left, as long as the time is not up, he will still continue.

With a sound of "ding", the elevator door opened.

Binglao raised his legs and walked in.

The elevator car is quite spacious and empty, and it can fit a double bed. There is nothing called "decoration" inside, except for six metal sheets, there is only a dim round ceiling light .

After confirming that there was no danger inside, Binglang looked at the control panel in the elevator again.

There are four "floors" above, which are represented by "one, two, four, four".

The white-haired young man thought for a while and pressed "One".

The elevator went down quietly and smoothly, and soon reached the first floor.

The door opened, and Binglao stepped out.

He looked up and scanned around.

This is an indoor space, because he can see the glass dome, and he is stepping on flat patterned floor tiles, surrounded by all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, green trees and shrubs, and the feeling of his skin tells him that the humidity here is extremely high It's amazing, and the temperature must be at least 28 degrees, and the air pressure is so low that it makes it difficult to breathe.

Ice Grain guessed that this place should be a large greenhouse.

He decided to look around to see if he could find another exit.

However, at this moment, he suddenly caught an unusual movement in the air.

Ice Grail immediately turned around and ran towards the source of the sound.

The vegetation in the greenhouse is extremely lush, and most of the flowers and trees are taller than people, and the layers are very blocking the sight.

The white-haired young man didn't know the terrain here, so he could only identify the location by listening to the sound. After detours several times, he finally found the narrow stone ladder hidden among the flowers and trees, and climbed to the second floor of the greenhouse.

After gaining the height advantage, Ice Grail quickly found the source of the sound.

He saw baroque and tattoos.

The two were fighting with a group of moths, looking very embarrassed.

When those moths spread their wings, each one was as big as two palms, and they dropped phosphorous powder as soon as they flew.

Apparently, those phosphorous powders are corrosive, and human skin will fester if it touches it-so Baroque and tattoos are now covered with wounds, and the exposed skin of the head, neck, and limbs is covered with large, small, and deep. Deep and shallow ulcers.

While running, the two used wire nets and air bombs to expel the moths that surrounded them, but they couldn't completely avoid the corrosive phosphorus powder that scattered and splashed on them, and they were completely at a disadvantage.

Of course, Binglu couldn't just watch the two companions in distress.

"Get down!"

He shouted loudly, and at the same time raised his hands, a large piece of ice shards fell from a high place, rushing towards the flying moths like a tsunami.

Baroque and Tattoo immediately lay down with their heads in their arms without saying a word.

Countless fine frost mixed with snow powder covered the two of them tightly, and not many moths around them could escape the overwhelming ice in such a short period of time.

I only heard a burst of "crackling".

The wings of hundreds of moths were frozen by the frost, and they fell to the ground like rain, smashing into pieces around Baroque and the tattooed body.

When the snow and fog cleared, Baroque and Tattoo got up, shook off the moths on their bodies, and breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear.

"Are you two okay?"

Ice Grail jumped down from the second floor, and raised his hand to release a few pieces of ice, killing the few moths that slipped through the net.

"It's a good thing you arrived in time."

With his sleeve, Baroque wiped the large area of ​​burns from the forehead to the cheekbone on the left side, which was scalded by the phosphorous powder. While gasping for air, he said with a wry smile:

"If it was five minutes later, we would have died here."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the moth that was still twitching and struggling on the ground even though its wings were frozen, with a look of envy on his face, and a trace of almost undetectable greed flashed in his eyes:

"Boss, your abilities are amazing."