Chapter 43 Quickly Transmigrate! Conquer Michael and Lucifer (35)
Sometimes it slides along the wall, sometimes it hides in the shadows, as nimble as a cunning loach.
He even took advantage of the demons' blind spots and did the opposite, making them run around in circles.
Those demons were like puppets being manipulated in his hands. They had no idea where he was and could only roar in frustration.
The exit of the maze was right in front of him, and Feng Ziang's heart was about to jump out of his throat, but he didn't dare to be careless. Who knew if there was another "trap" waiting for him outside the exit?
If something went wrong with Michael, he would be in real trouble.
He knew that this was like walking on a tightrope and he couldn't afford to make any mistakes in any step.
When he finally stepped out of the maze, he saw a familiar black figure at the exit with its back to him, as if waiting for him to fall into its trap.
The figure turned around slowly, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the black feather in his hand fluttered gently.
"You seem to like playing hide-and-seek?"
The veins on Feng Ziang's forehead were throbbing. This maze was simply as difficult as hell!
While recalling the part of the map he had "taken" earlier, he moved forward cautiously.
The walls of this broken maze gave off an indescribable strange aura, as if countless pairs of eyes were secretly spying on him, causing cold sweat to break out on his back.
That old bastard Satan must have dug countless pits for him to jump into. This feeling was just like being stared at by a hungry wolf. The pressure was so great that he took every step very carefully.
Sure enough, there was a noisy sound of footsteps coming from the front. It was the demons patrolling!
Feng Ziang curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer, ha, these guys really think they can stop him?
He suddenly had an idea and deliberately knocked on the wall to make some noise, like a naughty child making noise on purpose, successfully attracting the attention of the demons.
"There's movement over there!"
"Quick, go and take a look!"
The demons were fooled and swarmed towards the source of the sound like a group of headless flies.
Upon seeing this, Feng Ziang immediately moved quietly behind them like a nimble cat.
This wave of operations is simply a textbook example of "making a feint to the east and attacking in the west"!
"Fuck, where are the people?"
"I clearly heard something just now!"
The demons were dumbfounded. They looked left and right, but they didn't even see the shadow of Feng Ziang.
The way they scratched their ears and looked confused simply made Feng Ziang laugh. It seemed that the IQ of these guys was just that level.
While the demons were being fooled, Feng Ziang had quietly approached the exit.
Just when he thought he was about to escape successfully, a familiar feeling of oppression suddenly descended.
A deep voice came from behind him, with a hint of playful laughter.
"You seem to like playing hide-and-seek?"
Feng Ziang's heart tightened when he heard the familiar low voice, but he pretended to be calm, with an uninhibited smile on his face. He turned around abruptly, and what came into his sight was Lucifer's handsome but dangerous face.
"Tsk, I've been discovered. I have to be more careful next time." Feng Ziang teased, but he was secretly on guard in his heart.
He didn't want to be caught by this devil again. He didn't want to experience the feeling of being imprisoned a second time!
The moment Lucifer showed up, the surrounding demons seemed to have found their backbone, and they straightened their backs one by one. Feng Ziang sneered. He was not easily frightened. He flipped his wrist, and a glowing fragment from the demon that had just attacked appeared in his palm.
The fragment was irregular in shape, had jagged edges, and felt icy cold to the touch.
He looked at the fragments, then glanced at the dumbfounded demon, a smug smile appeared on his face, and his mood instantly became happier. This time, this time he had successfully "stealed the home."
When the demons saw their treasured treasures fall into Feng Ziang's hands, they were instantly upset and wilted like eggplants hit by frost.
The sharp contrast of gain and loss made Feng Ziang secretly happy.
Just as he was about to study the fragment, a strong sense of oppression came over him.
That old bastard Satan actually came in person!
He was seen rushing over with a group of elite demons, and they looked like they wanted to tear Feng Ziang into pieces.
"Feng Ziang! How dare you play tricks on us! Today, you won't be able to escape even if you have wings!" Satan's sinister face was filled with anger. He felt that he was played around by a human being, which was a great shame and humiliation!
Fengzi shrugged his shoulders and smiled nonchalantly. He would not go head-on with this group of guys with low IQs.
He moved like a slippery loach, weaving through the passages of the maze.
The demons chased after him furiously, but they could never touch the corner of his clothes.
Feng Ziang was like an elf dancing on the battlefield, sometimes dodging left, sometimes dodging right, using the complex terrain of the maze to toy with these demons.
He was delighted when he saw those devils panting and looking in a desperate state. These guys really have no physical strength!
The demons became more and more impatient as they chased him, and began to blame each other. Quarrels broke out one after another, and Feng Ziang was like a spectator watching a show, watching it all coldly.
There was a hint of sarcasm on his face. These guys are really useless teammates.
Just when Feng Ziang thought he could move forward smoothly, the ground beneath his feet suddenly became empty, and a huge black hole appeared out of nowhere. The bottomless darkness seemed to have opened its bloody mouth, wanting to swallow him completely.
Feng Ziang's footsteps came to an abrupt halt, and his heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand. A sense of despair instantly surged into his heart, and the depressing atmosphere around him was so strong that it almost solidified into substance.
This feeling is like being killed instantly by the boss while playing a game and being sent straight back to the resurrection point. That feeling of powerlessness almost makes you want to throw the controller.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
He is not the kind of person who gives up easily. This little setback is not enough to make him give up.
Feng Ziang narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the surroundings of the trap, not missing any details.
There were some unnatural patterns on the ground, and faint magical fluctuations were faintly floating in the air, which showed that this trap was not flawless.
He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the ground. The cold touch passed through his fingertips, as if countless ice needles were pricking his nerves.
"Tsk, it's not that simple after all." Feng Ziang murmured in a low voice, but a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He concentrated his mind, carefully analyzing the flow of magic power around him, and gradually figured out the pattern of the trap.
Like a precision engineer, he figured out how the mechanism worked and then began to crack it.
He was seen nimbly jumping on the edge of the trap, sometimes using the force of the wall, and sometimes using the debris in his hand to split the ground. This series of operations made him look like a parkour master with cheats.
Finally, he found a safe path and successfully jumped over the trap in one leap.
The moment his body hit the ground, he felt as if he had unloaded a heavy burden, and his breathing became much smoother.
He patted his chest and let out a long sigh. This feeling of escaping from a desperate situation was even better than eating ten ice creams.
However, he did not forget that he was in danger.
Lucifer will never let him go easily. He might be waiting for him to fall into their trap in some corner.
He must seize the time and find the exit of the maze as soon as possible.
He looked at the fragment in his hand again.
Feng Ziang walked quickly towards the exit of the maze, his footsteps echoing in the empty passage with a hint of tension and urgency. He vaguely heard a low laugh coming from afar, like the whisper of a devil, floating in the air.
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