The dark fireball blasted towards the wall, but like a stone thrown into the sea, all the violent energy was absorbed by the wall without causing even a ripple.
"It's really useless."
Enzo shook his head, not too surprised by this result.
The maze of night is a place where gods sleep, and there are bound to be countless restrictions left behind. It is almost impossible for mortals to break through them through violent means.
"It seems that if you want to leave here, you still need to look for clues from these murals!"
Enzo took a deep breath and looked at the wall.
Suddenly, he frowned.
"Sacrifice to the gods, but why are there no sacrifices?"
From the content recorded on the mural, Enzo seemed to see a clue. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart, thought of some possibility, and suddenly took a breath of air.
"Could it be that... I am the sacrifice?"
A chill ran down my spine and rushed directly to the top of my head. The scenes on the murals of Essos people singing and dancing and offering sacrifices to the gods suddenly seemed extremely strange.
A thought flashed through Enzo's mind, and he remembered seeing the fifth of six murals in the ruins of Essos temple.
A huge spider was entrenched in the sky, and its threads spread in all directions, wrapping everyone into white cocoons.
"Could it be that everything that happened before was for a sacrifice?"
A picture flashed in my mind, the murals in the ruins of Essos, the prophecies on the black sword, and the rumors of the opening of the Kingdom of God...
Behind the scenes, there seems to be a hand pushing everything, luring the wizards into the world of the Kingdom of God and fighting for the maze of night.
"We must get out of here as soon as possible!"
Enzo didn't dare to think too much and said in a deep voice: "Chip, conduct data analysis, how to crack the maze?"
"Ding! There is energy interference around, the analysis failed!"
The chip's voice sounded in his mind, Enzo's heart sank, and his face became increasingly ugly.
Energy interference results in limited chip functionality.
The magic power in his body disappeared quickly, and the relief murals on the surrounding walls looked even weirder. Enzo took a deep breath and suppressed the throbbing in his heart.
"That's right, Ocano!"
Suddenly, Enzo remembered the undead Okano in the Book of Resentful Souls. His mother was a remnant of Essos, and she might have some information about the sacrifices of the Essos people.
Then, Enzo took out the Book of Resentful Souls.
A transparent undead was released, and Ocano was a little confused. After seeing Enzo, his heart suddenly trembled.
"Witch...Master Wizard." Okano said tremblingly.
"Ocano, your mother is a remnant of Essos. How much do you know about the sacrifices of the Essos people?" Enzo asked straight to the point.
"Sacrifice?"
Okano was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he quickly said, "When my mother was alive, she told me some about the Essos people's sacrificial customs."
"As far as I know, the people of Essos believe in the goddess of the night. According to customs handed down from ancient times, they usually hold sacrificial ceremonies under the cover of night."
"During certain festivals, the Essos people will prepare sacrifices in advance, light the altar with flames, and then dance to please the goddess of the night!"
"Dancing?" Enzo's heart moved and he asked, "What kind of dance?"
"This...I don't know."
Okano hesitated, shook his head and said, "Since the traces of the Night Goddess disappeared, the Essos people have not performed sacrifices for a long time."
"Even my mother doesn't know how to dance the sacrificial dance. She only knows that the dance seems to be called the "Shadow Sword Dance."
"Shadow Sword Dance?"
Enzo frowned, feeling that the name seemed familiar. Suddenly his eyes widened and he blurted out: "Shadow Sword Technique!"
Okano looked confused.
The luster in Enzo's eyes flashed, and then he took back Ocano's book of resentful souls and took out the black sword from the space ring.
"Shadow Sword Technique..."
Enzo held the black sword in his hand, recalling the movements of the shadow swordsmanship in his mind, and took a deep breath.
Then, he slowly closed his eyes, the sword blade in his hand cut through the air, and his feet moved forward at a specific pace, like a dance.
…
The maze of night, another place.
Ahead, the long corridor seemed to have no end. The two figures kept moving forward, but in the end they returned to the starting point, repeating the cycle.
"It seems that we are trapped here."
Slot's face turned pale, and the magic power in his body was constantly being devoured, making his condition become weaker and weaker, like a candle in the wind.
"If you want to give up, feel free!"
Next to him, Lafite's lips turned white, but his face had a stubborn expression.
"I won't stop waiting for you!"
Slott smiled bitterly, his feet suddenly softened, and his body collapsed on the ground. The blood from the broken arm fell on the ground, leaving a trail of blood.
Lafite gritted his teeth and took a few steps forward, then stopped and turned back to Slote.
"Your personality is exactly the same as your mother's." Slott sighed.
"You are not allowed to mention mother!"
Lafite gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.
A trace of loneliness appeared on Slott's face, he lowered his head and stopped talking.
After a while of silence.
"I'm sorry, Lafite." Slott raised his head, with a hint of guilt on his face, and said, "For so many years, I have never fulfilled my responsibilities as a father, which caused you to suffer a lot of injustice when you were a child..."
Lafite bit his lip and said nothing.
"The restrictions left by the goddess of the night cannot be easily broken by mortals." Slot leaned his head against the wall, his eyes flashed with luster, and murmured: "It seems that if you don't pay some price, you can't get out of this place."
It’s a maze!”
"Since the regrets of the past cannot be made up for, then as a father, let me fulfill my obligation..."
After saying that, Slot closed his eyes, and a burst of magic light burst out from his chest.
"What are you doing!?"
Lafite was shocked and said in a trembling voice: "Don't do anything stupid!"
The magic light bloomed, and when a formal wizard was dying, he exploded all his last power, tearing apart the surrounding space.
"Goodbye, Lafite!"
A smile appeared on Slot's face, and he said with some regret: "This is the only thing I can do for you as a father..."
After saying that, he pushed his palm.
The invisible force pushed Lafite into the space crack. The next moment, the light in Slott's eyes gradually dimmed, and white threads appeared under him.
Like spider silk, white silk threads wrapped around Slott's body, forming a huge cocoon layer by layer, and then hung upside down in the sky.
At the same time, the region.
The same scene is repeated for different people. Everyone who enters the dark labyrinth through the altar is trapped in a long corridor.
"hateful!"
The magic power in a wizard's body was swallowed up, and he knelt on the ground unwillingly. From the surrounding space, white spider threads wrapped around him like poisonous snakes, turning him into a giant cocoon.
