Several people looked at the corpses on the ground, but for a moment they didn't know what to do.

The deceased was so great that if it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, who would have thought that the famous lady would have been in the Holy Fire Knights. If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that the legendary beautiful girl who had fallen into the mind of countless wealthy nobles in the imperial capital and willingly bowed to her skirt would die here silently, turning into such a miserable corpse.

After a while, the halfling mage said with a look of disappointment: "It is useless to think too much. Since we have seen the corpse of this young lady here, it is impossible to say that she didn't see it and throw it here. Let's take her away. If we can meet the leader of the Knights of the Holy Fire in the future, it will be interesting... I think if they see this corpse, they will have a hundred times more headache than us, haha."

Once a person like the young lady joins the Knights of the Fire, it will definitely be a major event that has caused a sensation in the continent. Both the Holy Light The Church and the Empire must attach great importance to it. It is impossible for her body to be known until her body is discovered, so she must appear here as another secret identity. Even if the Knights of the Fire order ordered the young lady to be buried in a foreign land without knowing the truth, it would never be able to shirk responsibility, and it would not be possible to explain to the big man. The value of this corpse is naturally indescribable.

Two female warriors were specially arranged to restrain their bodies from the team. Several people patrol the corpses of the Tyrannosaurus monster on the ground again, trying to reversely deduce what happened just now, but the more they observed the doubts, the more they were. Even the speculation that the lord-level demon appeared gradually shook, and some even guessed that this Tyrannosaurus monster might be the product of the eldest lady's demonization. However, this inference was immediately overturned, leaving no room for anything. It was not because they had any definite veto evidence. But everyone instinctively unwilling to believe it, and even dared not imagine that the edible monster meat that was finally found in front of them was actually from the daughter of the noble character. In addition to being psychologically unacceptable, no matter whether this kind of thing was true or false, once the big man learned about it, their fate would definitely be more miserable than the meat pieces in front of them.

After some discussion, they finally decided to continue tracking until they found the damn but indispensable fool elf. In fact, several core figures knew that the hope of chasing people was very slim. Before, there was a hunter warship with a keen sense of smell that could vaguely smell the natural fragrance emitted from the "Glare Flower". However, the bloody smell here was irritating, and the faint clue had long been erased completely. This is why they were not in a hurry to continue chasing. They were just seeking death in the maze.

After cutting and packing the dragon beast meat as much as possible, the half-ling mage used his half-baked prophecy technique, and chose a random passage to set off. When he was about to set off, he found an old human mercenary sitting on the ground blankly without any reaction. The great magician of Baggins felt disgusted and angry. This old mercenary was low in combat power, and he always hid at the end when encountering a crisis. It was useless at all and could not even be cannon fodder. Keeping him was purely a waste of precious survival resources. The half-ling mage had long wanted to find an opportunity to kick him out of the team, but he was not suitable for no suitable opportunity. After all, this old guy came from a very famous mercenary group, and there must be an appropriate and reasonable reason to deal with him.

"Old Jack. It seems that your physical condition is not very good. I think you'd better stay here and continue to rest. There is plenty of food here, just wait until your body recovers before catching up." The half-ling mage said with a smile on his face, and he seemed to be concerned, but he left no room for anything.

Eyes of gloating, sympathy, or empathy were turned to Old Jack, but they found that the halfling wizard suddenly stood behind Old Jack, without any movement for a long time. Everyone realized that something was wrong and went forward one after another. Then they saw Old Jack leaning on his chin with one hand, looking at the ground in contemplation, and then stretching out his fingers from time to time and scratching the ground twice. In front of him, it was difficult to find a piece of ground where there were traces of rubbing without looking carefully. A maze map was gradually taking shape.

Just as Goron did not expect that the necklace he took was of great origin, he also did not expect that someone among the group of pursuers could recover the maze map from the ground he had wiped.

At the same time, in another area of ​​the Hell Maze, other powerful people who tried to touch the treasure were gradually exploring every inch of the maze.

The coalition led by the Cool Bear family, the Centaurus Khan Xerxes, the poison-drinkers, took every step, relying on the advantage of numericality and sufficient preparation in advance to replace the unknown areas on the map with the explored logo bit by bit. Because the strong protection barrier was arranged in advance, their equipment, especially the precious food and water sources, were not polluted by the abyss miasma, were still edible, at least not worried about survival in a short period of time. However, in order to fill the traps in the maze, killing the hell monsters that suddenly rushed out of the thick fog, almost every minute and every second. This is also the important reason why Xerxes Khan allowed a large number of alien races to enter the Blood Blade Peak of Thousand Needles Canyon. Blood and life are the only things that can satisfy this maze.

In fact, it is not the first time King Solomon's treasure has appeared in thousands of years. There are only three records of large-scale explorations passed down. Although the entrance to the abyss of hell is different every time, the maze of hidden treasures seems to be the same. This maze of death that hides the treasure of the demon slaver of the magic emperor has swallowed up many lives. But to this time, the magic tool that destroys the gods is still unborn, and countless powerful people have obtained only a little information about the maze that is pitifully small. However, this information that cannot be filled with parchment paper is not known to each letter to be stained with the blood of the fifth-level war king or even higher-level strong men.

In a dark field, in the most hidden corner, the little centaur Durandal tightly held an epic magic spear that he picked up from somewhere or grabbed from someone's hand, and his eyes emitting sharp and fierce light were staring straight ahead. Looking closely, her body was covered with scars, and one of the hind legs of the lower half of the horse was distorted into a strange angle, with thick white bones exposed at the wound.

But even so, the centaur girl... no, the corners of her mouth were still upturned, showing a confident smile, while the corpses of the mountains of hell beasts in front of her were enough to prove that her confidence was not false at all.

Hundreds of hell monsters with strange shapes, but they can find some human shadows somewhere in their bodies, and their eyes are greedily guarding around them. Although their eyes are different, one or two, and dozens of them are the most, each eye without exception reveals fear and greed.

Little Durandal shrank in a maze dead end and did not retreat. At the same time, she could not retreat. Behind her, two weak figures covered in blood were lying on the ground without knowing their lives. One of them was an Amazon warrior who was heavily demonized but could still identify a little bit of a human shadow, while the other was lying on the ground, unable to see her true face. However, on both sides of her body, the wings of a large amount of blood and mud were soaked in, and the one was unable to spread out was a pair of colorful raptors' wings.

There were more than a hundred wounds on the little Durandal's body. The smell of blood and sweat spread in the air. Even the rich smell of sulfur burnt smell could not be covered. The human consciousness of the hell monster had been completely erased, and all that was left was endless hunger. When the hunger surged, the only remaining fear of death was also dispersed. The group of monsters let out a scream at the top of their lungs and finally pounced on it.

No matter how you look at it, the little genius of Amazon Centaur has already reached the end of the road. However, facing the desperate situation, the little genius monster that made everyone fear suddenly burst out with an extremely dazzling light of fighting spirit. She only chuckled a few times and said, "Hey~~~! They are rushing up again, I can still fight, but are you okay?"

The two behind Little Durandal were dying. Even if they were not dead, they didn't seem to be able to answer her questions. However, Little Durandal was not the ones they were talking to. As soon as the girl finished speaking, the epic spear in her hand made a pleasant and buzzing sound, revealing a lively and exciting breath of life, which resonated with the equipment Durandal.

Only weapons with real souls can resonate with users. This resonance has no rules and no way to control it artificially. However, in historical records, it only occurs in peerless strong men at the War King level or even higher level. And what resonates with them is the portable weapons they have used for many years, and the levels are often legendary or even magical tools.

Such a second-level warrior resonates with a legendary weapon that he had just obtained it, not to mention that it was unheard of, but it was already terrifying. Although the epic spear is rare and precious, it is enough to serve as a historical inheritance tool for the count-level nobles. However, the distance between the real legendary weapon and the artifact is still out of reach. Once it resonates with the equipment, it exerts incredible power. The small centaur sweeps across the spear, and the dazzling blue light suddenly appears. A sharp cold light has swept every inch of space in a radius of dozens of meters. The bodies of more than a dozen monsters in front are frozen in the air. The action of leaping and devouring is as if they are frozen forever. The next moment, countless red blood marks are spread across their bodies. The dry wind of hell blows by, and the monsters are shattered into countless pieces of meat.

There are many monsters in hell, and this attack has only killed less than one-tenth of them. Moreover, monsters who have completely sunk into hunger are already fearless. All monsters that can still move are pounced on them again. Little Durandal smiles endlessly, and the spear in his hand that is like life-like, sprinkling a large piece of cold light, facing the violent and raging tide of beasts.

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