Gray, Droz. Thunder, Fink. Blaze, Get. Frost, Rand. The five of them came to Dean's side one after another, and then, under Dean's brief introduction, they saw Blank who relied on the tomahawk to guide the way in the 'real labyrinth'. Storm Bear, after the five people looked at each other, they were speechless at the same time.

"Your Majesty, can you give Blank a little help?"

Darrow. Thunder asked after hesitating.

The young man is well aware if he can help Blank. Dean would never mind helping Storm Bear, but Dean didn't do anything, and there were obviously some limitations.

However, young people still have some expectations.

"Blank's situation is very special - the original rules of the 'real labyrinth' cannot be changed, and only the part changed by the 'mirage' can allow me to intervene, but Blank has a simple mind and will not be found by the 'mirage' at all, so ...... I can't do anything about it! Moreover, the communication crystal was limited by the rules of the maze after we arrived here! ”

Dean explained, a wry smile on his lips.

Before, Dean never expected such a situation.

According to the original plan, he should have led everyone forward at this time.

The remaining five people glanced at each other again, and at the same time looked at the only door that was still sealed, and their faces were helpless, several people had tried before, and the door could not be opened from here.

"Damn!"

Fink. Blaze cursed under his breath.

It is both a 'real labyrinth' and a powerlessness to oneself and others.

As for Blank. Storm Bear?

The pride of the young king of the Flame City-State would never make him angry.

Dro on the side. Thunder heard his friend's curse and walked over and patted his friend on the shoulder.

"Let's be patient! Blank won't let us down! ”

The young man said.

The rest did not object.

What can they do now?

I can only wait.

Even Dean is no exception.

Still, the eyes of the many. But he stared at the 'real labyrinth' - even if he couldn't do anything, he silently prayed and blessed Blanc in his heart. Storm Bear come out quickly.

But, obviously, such prayers and blessings have no effect.

At least under the watchful eye of everyone, Blank. Storm Bear just walked into one dead end after another.

In the labyrinth that belongs to him, wandering on the periphery.

Look at this scene. Even the youngest Rand. The wind couldn't help but cover his face.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Blank. There was no progress on the Storm Bear, much to everyone's disappointment.

"Look, he's got a new move!"

The young man who had been staring at the body of the 'real labyrinth' suddenly discovered something.

……

"Damn! Damn it! ”

Blank. Storm Bear cursed repeatedly, his eyes wide to see where he had gone.

However, the scene in front of him is the same, but Blanke. Storm Bear couldn't tell where he had gone.

His instincts told him, though. It's not going to go on like this.

"What to do? What to do? ”

Blank. Storm Bear asked himself again and again.

At the same time, he could not understand why his tomahawk could not be relied on.

This is important for Blank. Storm Bear, it's completely incomprehensible.

After all, weapons and armor are as reliable as brothers to the Storm Bear Clan.

"If the weapon doesn't work for the time being, what about the armor?"

Blank. Storm Bear was very reserved and evaluated his weapon, and then. Looking down at his armor, he noticed the sackcloth shirt inside it.

And this makes the brain full of muscles. Storm Bear had a flash of inspiration.

The only time since birth has been a flash of inspiration.

Blank. Storm Bear took off his metal armor. Then, he tore off his burlap shirt, pulled out a small thread from it, and with a slight force, he pulled out a large section.

"My ancestors, my tomahawks, my armor......"

Blank. Storm Bear prayed in a low voice. Then we went on.

Holding the sackcloth shirt in one hand, pulling out the thread in the other.

With Blank. As Storm Bear advanced, a long linen wire appeared behind him, laying on the ground.

……

Call!

Dean and the others, who were watching this scene through the 'real labyrinth', couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

People who understand the role of that thread. All understand Blank. Storm Bear was able to come out.

"Not too stupid!"

Gray commented.

Except for Dean, everyone looked at each other and agreed with smiles on their faces.

And the waiting after that, naturally, was rapid.

Anything, once it is clear that it will succeed, will make time irrelevant.

Even if it takes a long time in the eyes of ordinary people, in my opinion, it is just a moment.

For Blank at the moment. Storm Bear is like that.

The same is true for Dean and others.

Six hours later, Dean and the others looked at the only door that hadn't been opened.

Bang dang!

The next moment, the door was kicked open.

Blank. The figure of the violent bear was imprinted in everyone's eyes.

"I'm the last one?!"

Blank. Storm Bear asked incredulously.

Obviously, according to Blank. Storm Bear's thoughts at the moment, if not the first, should be the second, or the third.

After all, he had been blessed and guided by his own tomahawk and armor.

"No, you're the third!"

Dean shook his head and said with a smile.

Dean's order is naturally not in the order of arriving here, but excluding the order in which he can actually get here with his help.

Of all the people, apart from him, only Gray was able to get here on his own.

Therefore, Blank. Storm Bear is the third, and it's not an exaggeration.

Darrow. Thunder and the other four were slightly stunned. Then, he understood what Dean meant, and immediately nodded and said, "That's right, Blanke, you are the third to arrive!" ”

"Hahaha, sure enough! Blessed by my tomahawk and armor, how could I be the last! ”

Blank. Storm Bear burst out laughing.

A simple Violent Bear Patriarch. I didn't ask why for this at all.

It was enough for him to know that he was not the last.

"Blank, do you need a break?"

Dean in Blank. Stormbear's laughter subsided slightly, and he asked.

"No, let's move on!"

Blank. Storm Bear waved his hand and replied loudly.

And, the first one walked towards the gate in the distance.

Squeak!

The sound of the door shaft rubbing against the door frame accompanied Blank. The push of the big hand of the violent bear sounded in everyone's ears.

With it, there is a smell of decay.

It's like a basement that hasn't been ventilated for years.

Everyone dispersed, covering their mouths and noses, vigilantly looking at the world behind the door. Even Blank. The storm bear also bent down slightly, clenching the battle axe in his hand.

Behind the door, there was a corridor wide enough for three carriages to pass in parallel.

Every ten feet or so, there is a pole of two people holding each other on opposite sides, and between the pillars is a half-man-high stone fence, but above the pillar, there is an empty mist, without a roof.

And this fog doesn't just exist overhead. On both sides of the corridor, outside the pillars and fences, there was also such fog.

Gray and black. It's incredibly viscous.

Far from being an ordinary fog.

In addition, it exudes an aura of decay, which is alarming for a while.

Especially when they clearly saw that the entire outside of the corridor was corroded by this mist, it made everyone increase their vigilance by 200%.

"No poison! But be careful not to get caught in these fogs - they are so corrosive that even steel can easily dissolve into nothing! ”

A moment later. Perceive the surrounding Droz with the 'Guardian Domain'. Thunder said.

At the same time, in order to convince everyone that he was not exaggerating, the young man threw an iron dagger out of the hallway.

Laugh at!

With a sound, everyone clearly saw that the iron dagger was instantly 'vaporized'.

Hiss!

Suddenly. Everyone gasped and subconsciously looked at Dean again.

"Keep moving - we have no way back here, but be careful, according to the situation at hand, not only will we be attacked by the enemy, but the entire corridor will probably fall apart...... If it was really Morbius who designed this corridor, it would never have been easy for us to pass through! ”

Dean said.

"The hallway will collapse as we walk past it?"

Rand. Tempest guessed.

"How is that possible? You've heard a lot of stories from bards, haven't you? ”

Blank. Storm Bear shook his head, he walked up the corridor quickly, stomped his feet hard, and said, "Look, it's strong enough here!" We just need to watch out for sudden enemies! ”

As he spoke, Blank. Stormbear's eyes widened as he looked at the thick fog around him.

There was no fear, though.

There was just a touch of excitement.

Obviously, the Storm Bear people want an enemy to jump out and fight each other.

But it's just Blank. Storm Bear thinks so alone.

The rest, including Dean, walked cautiously.

Clang!

As everyone walked past the gate behind them, the door slammed shut.

The sound of metal striking is like a bell.

Or rather...... Signal.

"Do you feel the floor shake a little?"

I've been keeping an eye on Rand under my feet. Tempest looked at the people beside him.

"Run!"

And just when everyone was still looking at each other, Dean shouted, and the whole person rushed forward.

Everyone followed, not daring to fall a single step.

Because, behind them, the corridor where they were standing really began to collapse.

The thick mist was like a huge mouth, and it began to devour the hallway one bite at a time, like eating a long french fries.

As for Dean et al.?

If you don't want to be eaten with seasoned tomatoes, you have to speed it up.

"The story told by the bard doesn't have to be fake!"

And in this acceleration, the young man with the sword of the wind did not forget to face Brand. Storm Bear said.

"Uh......"

Although he wanted to refute it, the facts in front of him made the Violent Bear Clan speechless.

PS first update ~ (to be continued......)