The maze without an entrance is like a locked room without a key.

Flying Egret couldn't help but think of a certain idiot again.

The good news is that the firewall is not the only thing moving. It seems that each wall takes turns moving, and after completing a circle, the entrance should be revealed.

Alternatively, they can try entering from another direction.

The bad news is that the entire flame maze will constantly change, making it much more difficult to find the exit.

The height of the firewall is about five meters, and the heat is scorching. It is made of pure flames, making everyone's faces turn red and the center of their pupils reflect the firelight.

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"How about we fly over?" a player suggested.

"How do we deal with the small monsters?" another player asked.

The intelligence emphasized that the small monsters must be dealt with cleanly, otherwise they will continuously provide energy to the magic array at the entrance of the Curse Book Library, blocking them, the "invaders."

In simple terms, they cannot enter without killing the small monsters.

"Just treat it like playing hopscotch," a hot-bodied woman said. "When you see a small monster, kill it, then fly."

The bare-chested Great Han widened his eyes. "What if we can't fly?"

"Hehe, that's your own problem," the player who made the suggestion first laughed. It's actually better if they can't fly, as there will be one less person to share the rewards.

He directly activated his skill, planning to be the first to rush into the maze and kill more small monsters. Perhaps his score would be higher.

But just as his feet left the ground and before he could completely fly up, a circle of red light suddenly appeared under his feet, bursting into a thick pillar of fire. The speed was so fast that he didn't have time to react, and he was engulfed by the pillar of fire.

The ground erupted in flames for two seconds.

When the pillar of fire disappeared, the player was nowhere to be seen.

It's unknown whether he was burned into nothingness or sent out of the amusement park by a life-saving item.

There was no death announcement—this is also the most difficult part of offline instances. Once the instance has started, it is no longer a game and there will be no relevant prompts.

The hot-bodied woman had already lifted one of her long legs, ready to fly. But seeing the situation, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva and hesitantly put her leg back down.

It's obvious that flying is prohibited in this instance.

To go further, they might not even be able to jump.

No one dared to try.

It's like they all have a layer of super glue on the soles of their shoes, greatly reducing their mobility.

Skills like jumping and slashing, or dragon ascension, are completely useless.

And this is a test of their combat power. How are they supposed to play?

Everyone fell into silence.

Many of them came here because they knew they didn't need to use their brains and could clear the instance with just their fists. But now, not only do they need to use their brains, but there are also rules and restrictions. Isn't this just making things difficult for them, this group of fat tigers?

At this moment, a little Lolita walked up to the firewall, picked up a fire extinguisher from somewhere, and sprayed it randomly.

"Sizzle—"

The fire grew even bigger.

Everyone: "..."

Lolita: "..."

She threw away the fire extinguisher and walked to the other side of the firewall, taking off the small cloth bear hanging from her chest and placing it by her feet, then took two steps back.

She chanted a few spells.

The cloth bear instantly turned into an iron-armored war bear amidst a burst of light, roaring as it charged towards the firewall.

This was to test the damage of the firewall.

According to Lolita's thoughts, if the iron-armored war bear could pass through the firewall with only minor injuries, then players with several defensive skills should be able to do it too.

As long as they can solve the big problem of the maze, the small monsters won't be a problem.

The iron-armored war bear did indeed only suffer minor injuries.

It let out a roar as it pounced forward, but the moment it touched the firewall, it let out another roar and turned back into a small cloth bear, lying quietly on the ground.

Everyone: "..."

Lolita: "..."

That stupid bear is so embarrassing!

Lolita cursed in her heart, annoyed, and blushing, she picked up the cloth bear.

Although it was ridiculous, it proved one thing—

They couldn't force their way through the firewall.

Even this heavily armored war bear couldn't withstand it, let alone the fragile human body?

However, Lolita's earlier use of the fire extinguisher reminded them of something.

"The fire extinguisher doesn't work, but ice magic might."

Only magic can defeat magic!

So several players who specialized in magic stepped forward and chanted a large number of ice cones and ice flowers, attacking the same side of the firewall.

And then they were all evaporated by the flames and high temperatures.

Everyone: "..."

The saying "magic defeats magic" is not wrong, but it's the magic of the instance that defeated their magic.

They are completely on different levels.

Flying Egret seemed to have anticipated this long ago. He had already observed the structure of the maze and the movement pattern of the firewall from a high altitude through aerial photography, searching for the route to the exit.

Since the entrance of the maze hadn't recovered yet, everyone could only wait. During this time, they tried various methods to counter the firewall, but none of them worked.

"Let's assume that our skill power is 10, and the power of the firewall is probably 1000," a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses said. He didn't explain where he got the data from, but he gave a conclusion. "Unless there are more than a hundred players with ice or water attribute skills here, who can try to extinguish the firewall, otherwise, let's just follow the mechanism."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man and a girl walked up to the firewall.

Everyone thought they were going to try it, although they felt it was unlikely, they still held a glimmer of hope.

What if they could really handle the firewall?

But to their surprise, the two of them weren't here to extinguish the fire at all. They were here to play with fire.

They saw Gu Chi reach his hand into the firewall, grabbing and pinching it, carefully feeling it for a while, and then he couldn't help but give his evaluation. "There's no sensation, but it's quite warm."

Everyone: "???"The man with gold-rimmed glasses: "???"

Li Tianque: "???"

Flying Egret, who was currently looking for the correct route, caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye, and his entire being was thrown into disarray.

He was also a player skilled at calculating damage. Many of the skill summary posts on the forum were edited by him.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses was right. The damage from the firewall was more than ten times that of a player's ordinary max-level skill. If a max-level skill was fully executed, it could directly inflict severe injuries on a person, and if it hit a vital spot, instant kill was not impossible.

In other words, this firewall was enough to kill a player seven or eight times over. Touch it and you're done for.

Yet this man just stuck his hand in and stirred it around, completely unscathed.

Flying Egret thought he must have seen wrong.

What kind of hand could be so tough?

Actually, it wasn't just his hand that was tough.

Gu Chi tested it a bit, confirmed there was no problem, and then boldly stepped into the firewall.

His body was quickly swallowed by the raging flames, and his figure disappeared in no time.

Everyone felt their scalps tingle.

Ordinary flames would be unbearable to play with like this, let alone the Transcendent Flame.

It wasn't just a matter of temperature, the flame also contained surging magical power.

Would he really not die doing this?

The air fell silent for a moment, and many people felt an inexplicable tension in their hearts.

Until the next second.

A hand stretched out from the firewall, giving Xia Ling an ok sign.

Everyone: "......"

He's really okay?

Fuck, what a Son of Fire!

……

The fifth update will be a bit late, I'm still writing! It might be posted during the day, so don't wait up!

(End of the chapter)