Like the desert, it's easy to get lost in, and perhaps even more chilling, because the dunes in the desert are usually a little different in size. Chen Lin tasted the bitter fruit of it, and he kept running forward, taking out the compass and re-checking the direction after every other distance, so as not to take the wrong route. Although the moment of time confusion and illusion plagued the major senses, it had been a long time since the spiritual power consumption, at least six or seven hours. Even if he was running on their heads, the spiritual power was also huge under the consumption of such a long time, and it took a lot of recovery pills. However, there was still an unchanging army of the undead all around, the same gray sky, and the scenery he saw seemed to be almost exactly the same as when he started, and there was always a feeling of standing still, and Chen Lin was not sure if it was caused by the staggering of time and space or if the scenes in the entire resurrection zone were always so same.

This feeling of discovering that you may be doing useless work is like a mule grinding, the owner hangs food on a bamboo pole connected to the mule and its head, and the mule wants to eat it, so it keeps moving forward, but the bait hanging on the mule's body will move with its movement, always keeping a short distance from it, as if it is instantaneous, but it can never be eaten. Chen Lin, who heard this allusion for the first time, felt that the mule was very pitiful and foolishly manipulated by his master, but he could now be like the poor mule, and life was the bait. Chen Lin can only keep running, just for the hope of survival.

The difference is that Chen Lin is smarter than a mule, as early as after discovering that the surrounding scenery has not changed, he has made marks in many places on the road, such as tearing the clothes in the storage beads into rags and scattering them everywhere. Even if the resurrection area is huge, every time it is transferred back to the original place, the next departure may be different from the departure direction, but there are more marks, and the probability of encountering it will always be relatively large, at least Chen Lin thinks so, this stubborn guy just doesn't believe in evil, and before he sees a mark, he will not give up, and insist on running in this direction.

The highway should not be completely straight, because it will cause visual fatigue and danger to the driver. The environment is sometimes an enemy, and it is a terrible enemy, and Chen Lin has to challenge his greatest patience at this moment to overcome the mental burnout brought by the environment. But after a long time, it was still very uncomfortable. Chen Lin has reviewed almost all the most enjoyable A movies he has watched from beginning to end, and the sensory stimulation brought by the bundles, spicy drops, leather whips, masks, and group P that can make his blood boil in the past has been weakened little by little, and finally tasteless. This is indeed the first time for him, who is lustful as his life. Chen Lin was extremely worried that if he continued like this, even if he got out of trouble, would his hypersexuality become frigidity in the future.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

“……”

The sound of breaking the sky came, extremely dense, and Chen Lin, whose nerves were already a little numb, raised his head but saw the arrows in the sky, mixed with fireballs, ice balls, wind blades and other flying skills, colorful and magnificent. On the steep slope in the distance were a large number of necromancers and archers wearing cloaks, revealing bone melons and firing magic skills, and sparse grass appeared on the ground, and the green full of vitality was so pleasing to the eye.

Chen Lin was surprised and delighted, happy that the undead soldiers who have always been hand-to-hand combat account for the vast majority, and now there are even few magicians and archers that he will encounter, the number is not expensive, as well as the changes in the terrain and the appearance of plants, all of which mean that his conjecture is right, he has not shifted, and he is not spinning in place, but the scene on the route in front of him is just unchanged. What is surprising is that the level of this new batch of undead army is obviously a level higher, although it is only the basic skills of some fireballs and wind blades, but it is overwhelming, and the difficulty of resisting and the spiritual power required will undoubtedly increase a lot, and there don't seem to be any particularly fierce monsters or monsters in the resurrection area, not even slightly stronger. The terrible thing about it is that it is attrition. As long as you are in it, whether it is mental power, patience, physical strength, or spiritual power, you have to resist the endless army of the undead and find a way out, until you run out of oil and become a member of the undead.

Although continuing to move forward meant having to withstand the attack waves of stronger units and endure faster spiritual power consumption, Chen Lin did not hesitate because this was the only chance to get out of trouble.

The rain of arrows and magic skills in the sky can't completely dodge at all, so you can only find a place where the attack is relatively loose, and use the demon fog gun in your hand to open the part and withstand the lowest impact left. Despite this, there were still a lot of skills and arrows on his body, and just blessing the armor could not withstand such a dense attack, Chen Lin could only spread a thin layer of body protection spiritual power. This time, the terrain is a slope, a long slope that seems to have no end, and the mages and archers above are naturally more powerful. In addition, the uphill slope is more difficult than the flat land, and the spiritual power consumption rate has increased, Chen Lin secretly complained, but fortunately, they are all the most basic magic skills, the strength is not strong, and the recovery effect of the elixir is still keeping up. Even the frequency of the Edan medicine in his mouth has to be accelerated, basically after the effective time of one pill has passed, he has to immediately follow the next one, Chen Lin feels that he is almost as as a medicine jar.

Just when the pills in the more than twenty storage beads that Chen Lin was carrying had all been exhausted, and the spiritual power that could not be replenished with the pills had also been exhausted, he saw the top of the slope.

The top of what was probably the longest steep slope on the continent was finally shaky, and the necromancers and archers who had been left behind were not chasing after them, as if they all had their own spheres of influence.

Chen Lin was overjoyed, his heart went up and down, he just hoped that the first thing he saw after rushing to the top of the slope was a river, the damn River Styx!

"God of Luck, please bless your loyal people and let his wish come true," Chen Lin rushed forward with his eyes closed, muttering prayers, and then opened his eyes again with the nervousness of waiting for the winning numbers of the lottery to be revealed.

The temporary cramming seems to have had some effect, and it is indeed a river in front of you, but unfortunately the effect is not as perfect as imagined, because this river is not the River Styx. It would be more accurate to call it a river, because its area is worthy of this title, at least three or four thousand meters wide of the river, and only a faint view of the opposite bank.

Chen Lin almost fainted, it was really like he had broken into battle, did he really have to go through five levels and six generals to get out of this suffocating cage? Take a look at the latest chapter of "Glory of Kings: Perfect World Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.