The shadow is extremely dark, and being in it is like facing the endless sky ladder.

Lynch stood in darkness, with his back against the sky.

After losing the blessing of the "absolute rational personality", he naturally could not display the "dark vision" of the second ring, and the dragon's "dark vision" could only act in low-light conditions.

Therefore, at this moment, he was completely "blind" and could not see his five fingers.

This cold and vast dark earth, he counted the sound of his heart beating, and had been walking for two or three hours. The front had never changed before, and it was still nothing and inaccessible.

He seemed to be exiled in an eternal void.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

...

Twenty-four hours.

The "Kishi Ling" in the memory palace also dissipated, and no matter how Lynch called again, he would never come to this world again.

There was no feeling of hunger in his abdomen, but Lynch had already noticed that his breathing began to become rapid, cold sweat on his back gradually emerged, and anxiety and fear were rife.

Even he suspected that his retina was not as fast as a white light spot of flying insects, and was a real existence rather than an illusion in his mind.

He understood that he had suffered from "cluophobia".

Even if a person with strong psychological quality is in panic when facing this mysterious and horrifying scene without any prompts and no way to break through the deadlock.

Lynch did not sigh to the sky, and felt that if he could use the slightest zero-ring "light dance technique", he would not have fallen into this embarrassing situation.

Because the moment he came in, he discovered a cruel reality.

He is also in a "dead magic zone".

The so-called dead magic zone means that there is no secret energy particle in this area, and it is even like an absolute vacuum zone, which is equivalent to the "anti-magic field" in various dimensions.

Therefore, all the magic items on Lynch's body lost their effect. He even had to be glad that he did not carry a dimensional bag, otherwise he would lose the power of space and the entire bag would explode on the spot, and all the items contained inside would fall out.

He controlled his thoughts and tried to recall all the relevant knowledge of "death magic".

However, "death magic" is also an extremely taboo topic on Blue Star, no less than the rebellious Mage Urell.

He only learned a little by little by relying on the inheritance of the dragon.

The prophetic spells cannot detect all the news in the dead magic zone, and the mage cannot use "Telection" and other corresponding spells to enter the dead magic zone, except for those permanent plane portals.

Lynch understood that his limit time was not as long as he imagined.

He forced himself to continue thinking and review every bit of today.

Just after the illusionist Kuroko used the "Meteor Explosion" spell with a grand light and shadow effect, his eyes fell into a vast white area because of the dazzling light. Then when his vision recovered, he was in this mysterious area.

Who "quietly" placed him here to prevent him from fighting the magician Kuroko.

And the other party did not show up from beginning to end.

Even if you solve puzzles, you have to give some props?

For example, in the "Road of the Mage", he was imprisoned in a coffin, and at least his idea was to break out of the coffin.

It's dark now and you can't touch anything. Lynch doesn't know where to start "breaking the deadlock".

suddenly.

A bright light leaped into the air in front of him.

A coin flashed with a strange light, flipped continuously in the void, and then reached the highest level of rest and then fell vertically.

The sound of the "swish" coins is crisp and pleasant.

"Word or flower?"

Asked as cold as a sound from the cold winter month.

Coins, guess the front and back.

There was a faint shadow of daylight in the void ahead. Lynch covered it with his fingers to avoid vision damage. He answered for a long time.

"Character."

"It's wrong, it's the face."

The coin flipped, and the pattern on the emblem of the Mage Association on the secret magic coins was faintly mocking him.

The light and shadow disappear.

It seemed as if the footprints of hope were again covered by the vast university and lost all traces.

the next day.

Light and shadow appear again.

Repeating coin flips.

Similar inquiry words.

"The word." "Wrong."

The same answer remains the same.

A scene that happened once again.

Day 3.

Lynch is still the word ".

Day 4.

Lynch is still a word.

His answer has not changed for ten days.

But every time, he guessed wrong.

Even this "mysterious light and shadow" that appears regularly "everyday" has become his daily hope.

In the first few days, Lynch also held the academy to find him missing and then pulled out his men to find him. After all, he had already shown enough "value".

Especially the King of Change Masters who knew his depth and would definitely look for it at all costs.

The only thing that repeatable time brings is disappointment.

Just like a retail investor looking at the orders of millions of hands at the limit down, he was desperate and did not dare to even have a glimmer of hope of an absolute counterattack.

And in the last few days, his whole spirit had turned to guessing positive and negative regularly every day.

Even on the tenth day, there was a voice in his mind whispering softly—

"Why not change it to noodles today?"

But another refuting voice came out in an instant, "What if I change it to a face, what should I do if I have a word today?"

"Yes, it's all ten times. This time it must be a word. One-half of the power of ten, which is one-thousand probability. You should know that if you throw dice, the probability of three-one is only one-half."

"Persistence is victory."

"It is still a mistake to continue walking on the wrong road."

The cost of sunk makes it difficult for Lynch to recover.

He began to deeply understand why his classmates, who had high status and high salaries, and who inherited dozens of buildings in Pengcheng, owed huge debts in the casino in the next city.

If people don’t believe in fate, only a small probability will make people lose their money.

Day 11.

"Symbol or face?" The voice remains the same.

In the first few days, Lynch had chased after him, running so that his throat was smoked and his lungs were breathless, but the light seemed to be right in front of him, like a horizon that would never reach.

Lynch choked his throat and said after a long time.

"Character."

"wrong."

The pace of time, in the eyes of people full of hope, is accumulation and progress.

But in the eyes of people who are suffering from life, they are the credit card bills that need to be paid tomorrow, and the rent, water and electricity the day after tomorrow.

Life is enough to make people grow.

Similarly, choices are also suffering from Lynch's heart every time.

But he had no regrets.

He didn't even comfort himself, and did not try to convince himself-

The other party is deliberately teasing himself. If he answers, the other party will also say something wrong, but it is actually a word.

He understood that this was meaningless.
To be continued...