The illumination function of the [Compound Anti-gravity Catapult] was undoubtedly superior to ordinary flashlights. Not only was the illuminated distance greater, but its energy source was also infinite. Therefore, with Feng Bujue walking in the lead, they could at least be assured of seeing further than others.

Moreover, Brother Jue had no sense of fear. When faced with sudden and startling changes, he would not hesitate because of momentary fright.

And the most crucial point… Feng Bujue possessed Soul Intent—Zero Time Lag Calculation. With this ability as an aid, no matter what kind of situation he encountered, he could make a relatively reasonable response.

In short, just as Brother Jue thought, in this kind of environment, he was indeed the most suitable choice for a guide.

As for the extra mental burden… it didn't matter to him. Because his brain was never idle anyway, constantly thinking about many unrelated things…

Unconsciously, the group walked for nearly half an hour. Suddenly, Honghu, who was at the back, said, "The walls seem to have changed."

"Yes, I noticed it too," Uncle Waste Chai replied. "Although there's no difference in color compared to the previous walls, the stone walls on this stretch seem to be absorbing light."

"Eh? Is that so?" Tianma Xingkong said, and at the same time, he shined his flashlight on the wall beside him. "I can't see it anyway…"

"Because my Investigation specialization is higher," Honghu said, adjusting his glasses. "So my eyes are more sensitive to light."

Uncle Waste Chai pointed to the sunglasses on his face: "My sunglasses are a special item, and they can also see this difference."

"Then… what does this change foreshadow?" Atobe interjected.

"Heh… isn't it obvious?" Feng Bujue, walking in the front, replied without turning his head. "Something's about to happen."

"That's right, this should be the system subtly reminding us that there will be danger ahead," Honghu also said.

"Don't worry, I'm more reliable than the system," Feng Bujue replied in a relaxed tone. "When danger comes, just listen to my commands."

"Just keep bragging…" Atobe squinted his eyes and retorted.

"No… Brother Feng isn't bragging, he really is very powerful…" Uncle Waste Chai said in a deep voice. "In this tunnel, the pressure on the guide is much greater than on those of us following behind." As he spoke, his eyes behind the sunglasses glanced meaningfully at Brother Jue's back. "If it were me, I'm afraid I would have no energy left… to turn around and talk to my teammates so casually."

"Haha! See, there are still people who know their stuff," Feng Bujue laughed. "Brother Chai, you have great insight."

"Tch… I'm very relaxed too, what's so great about it, la la la~" Atobe was still unconvinced, and he forced himself to mock Brother Jue a few times.

"Yo~ you seem to be in high spirits?" Feng Bujue curled up one corner of his mouth and sneered. "Alright~ to boost morale, let's sing a song…"

"You're not going to sing 'Little Ma Goes West' again, are you?" Honghu said, holding his forehead.

"Brother Jue~ Brother Jue~ you're so rare! Beautiful players can't beat you, then an Inhumerator pops up~" Feng Bujue used his most resonant and deep voice to sing, "Everyone thinks of you when there's trouble, Brother is there whenever there's danger, experienced in hundreds of battles, taking the lead, punishing evil and promoting good like a demon~"

"Do you have any shame!" Atobe roared, covering his ears.

The other three also looked disgusted, complaining and cursing. For a time, [beep] sounds were endless in the tunnel.

Brother Jue was just that kind of person. When his teammates' trust and goodwill towards him gradually accumulated to a certain level, he would easily refresh the lower limit, overturning all your expectations and fantasies…

Whether this person was reliable or unreliable was really hard to say…

"Ha… this tunnel even has an echo, pretty good," Feng Bujue said with a smile after finishing the song. "It's like being in a bathhouse."

"If you did that in a bathhouse…" Uncle Waste Chai said, "being beaten down would be the least of your worries…"

"Yeah, if I met you, I would definitely hold you down in the pool and drown you…" Tianma Xingkong added.

Feng Bujue smiled. "Thank you… thank you… I'm really not a professional singer."

"Who the 【beep】 is praising you!" Atobe shouted, "Can't you tell good words from bad?"

Just as these guys were arguing and complaining, suddenly…

Fuk… fuk fuk fuk fuk… a strange sound rang out, sounding like clappers, but not so crisp.

The sound came from above the tunnel, from far to near. Feng Bujue heard the sound and immediately straightened his expression, raising his searchlight to look forward.

A few seconds later, several black strange shadows entered his sight.

"Butterflies?" This was Brother Jue's first reaction.

After a few more seconds, more and more butterfly shadows appeared…

As the distance shortened, their appearance gradually became clear. On closer inspection… the wings of each "butterfly" in the distance were shaped like "knife leaves," each piece exuding the cold light of a weapon; while its body was as thick as a human finger joint and emerald green throughout; and on top of the butterfly's head was a pair of sharp pincers like antennae.

If only one or two of these things flew over, the players wouldn't care at all, they could just slap them to death. But right now, what was attacking from above the tunnel… was a tide of butterflies like a wave…

"Turn around! Run!" Feng Bujue only considered for a second before shouting these three words in a concise manner.

The teammates behind him were also unambiguous. As soon as they heard the order, they turned around and left…

"How fast should we run?" At this time, the person running in the front had become Honghu, so he naturally had to ask clearly what speed he should maintain.

"Not too fast, but not too slow either," Feng Bujue said, while taking out Miss Moxxi's Bad Touch from his knapsack, and firing at the swarm of butterflies behind him.

"That's nonsense…" Honghu said, but his footsteps didn't stop. "You might as well say 'follow your feelings'!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Can't you see I'm busy hit_and_run (a concept that first appeared in Starcraft, referring to: mastering the attack rhythm of a group of ranged units, so that they can achieve saturated attacks while moving. Later, it gradually evolved into a term like "kiting")?" Feng Bujue shouted loudly. In the time it took to exchange these two sentences, Brother Jue had already finished his first clip of bullets.

"Hey! Little Ma," Feng Bujue said to Tianma Xingkong in front of him during the gap in reloading his bullets. "Ask you something."

"What?" Tianma Xingkong replied while running and turning his head.

"Can you… release the Meteor Fist towards the tunnel while ensuring you don't brush against the walls?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Ha! A piece of cake," Tianma Xingkong replied confidently.

In fact, Brother Jue also knew that the other party should be able to do it, but in this situation, to be on the safe side, it was best to confirm it.

"Alright, let's switch positions, you cover the rear," Feng Bujue said, gradually running to Little Ma's side, and touching him with his elbow, letting him turn around from the other side.

"Just what I wanted!" Tianma Xingkong twisted his body and turned around, facing the tide of butterflies, and said heroically, "How can a hero flee in embarrassment!"

In a short moment, he had already taken his stance, aimed at the surging swarm of butterflies… and launched a move!

"Pegasus Meteor Fist!" As a person who felt uncomfortable not shouting the name of the move, he had to shout it out.

In an instant, a piece of silver-white fist radiance flew out, gathered in the center of the tunnel, and met the dense swarm of butterflies.

Bang bang bang… collisions sounded one after another, followed by a "crashing" sound of metal falling to the ground.

"Very good, hold on like that!" Feng Bujue saw that Tianma Xingkong's attack was very effective, and said loudly, "Honghu, don't run anymore, Little Ma is holding them back."

The three people in front heard this and immediately stopped and turned around.

"What exactly are those things?" Atobe asked, "I didn't even see them clearly."

"They are a kind of monster similar to butterflies, with at least a thousand of them," Feng Bujue said the information he had observed in a very fast tone. "The flying speed is slightly higher than ordinary butterflies, and the attack method is temporarily unknown…" He paused for a moment, and then said, "Their wings have a hardness close to steel, and they can withstand several shots from bullets. I used up a whole clip of bullets, and only killed a single digit number of butterflies… so, I decided to change someone to cover the rear."

"The Meteor Fist seems to be really effective…" Uncle Waste Chai looked over Feng Bujue's shoulder, looking at Tianma Xingkong's side and said, "And this guy really didn't brush against the walls with a single punch…"

"Yeah… if it were my Arashi Kick, I wouldn't be able to do it like him," Feng Bujue followed Uncle Waste Chai's gaze and continued, "Although I don't know if this tunnel can still be considered part of the temple, it's best to avoid directly hitting the walls as much as possible. If we trigger some kind of counterattack magic in this situation, it would be dangerous…"

"Be careful! Some of them have leaked through!" Tianma Xingkong suddenly turned his head and shouted, causing the teammates who had just breathed a sigh of relief to be startled again.

"I expected it," Honghu said calmly, then stepped forward, drew his longbow, and gathered a light arrow at his fingertips. "Watch carefully… what is called high-precision continuous strikes."

His plan was… to use super-high-speed light arrow bursts to break through every monster butterfly that leaked through.

This tactic was extremely risky. If one arrow missed or grazed the target, the light arrow would immediately hit the stone wall. But judging from Honghu's expression, he was full of confidence, and there was no hesitation in his eyes.

"Isn't that too much trouble?"

Unexpectedly, young master Atobe… blocked in front of everyone at this time.

In the face of such a crisis, he had a calm expression and took out his weapon again…

[Name: Peacock Screen]

[Type: Weapon]

[Quality: Perfect]

[Attack Power: Relatively Strong]

[Attribute: None]

[Effect: Comes with the skill "Screen Gale", cooldown time of ten minutes]

[Equipment Requirements: Hand-to-hand Combat Specialization A]

[Remarks: After activating "Screen Gale", the Peacock Screen can gain double attack bonus for ten seconds. During this time, swinging the fan can fan out a strong hurricane forward, causing area damage. ]

"I knew it was just a bunch of butterflies, I'll take care of it," Atobe said, already two steps behind Tianma Xingkong, and said to the latter, "Little Ma, get out of the way, let me do it!"

In this team, only Feng Bujue knew Atobe's true strength, and everyone else thought this guy was a top expert. They all felt that… Atobe was, after all, the top dog of Hyotei Academy, and his single-player combat strength was probably no less than any member of the Trio of Naming Difficulties.

So… Tianma Xingkong let him go without any hesitation.

The most nervous person at this moment was Feng Bujue. He was really afraid that Atobe would mess things up. Unexpectedly… things progressed surprisingly smoothly.

He saw Atobe holding the giant fan vertically in front of him, grabbing the fan handle with both hands, and then rotating it clockwise like wielding a staff. Layers of fierce wind immediately rolled out in front of the giant fan, advancing like an invisible drill, and crushing the monster butterflies in front of it.

In just five or six seconds, Atobe cleared the butterfly tide. After finishing, he also shook his fan to retract the move, put the weapon into his knapsack, and turned back proudly and said: "See, it's not that complicated."

"Not bad you…" Feng Bujue put away his submachine gun and wiped his sweat. "Treat someone with new respect after only three days of separation."

"That's right~" Atobe replied, "Do you think it's still like it was back in Cang Ling Town? Now the equipment on my body has long been upgraded."

"Okay, if we encounter a similar situation again in the future, I'll just hand it over to you to solve," Feng Bujue said, and returned to the front of the team, "Let's continue moving forward."

The five cleaned up and returned to the initial queue, and set off again.

After walking for about seven or eight minutes, Feng Bujue finally saw… a point of purple light flashing in the far distance.

"Huff… the exit should be ahead," Brother Jue said, panting heavily. At this moment, the slope of the tunnel was close to forty-five degrees, making it quite difficult to walk. "Judging from the time… it should be about time."

He naturally had a basis for saying this. In the previous half hour, Feng Bujue had used Baseball Fist again. Therefore, he could roughly judge how much time was left in the mission from the cooldown of the skill.

"Yes… there are about five minutes left," Honghu replied, it seemed that he was also silently calculating the time. "Speaking of which… have you noticed? In the prompts for the last two missions, the sentence 'exceeding the time limit will result in obliteration' has not appeared." He paused, and took a breath. "Is it being omitted?"

"Heh… of course it's not an omission…" Feng Bujue smiled, "It's because obliteration truly doesn't exist."

"What?" Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

"Think about it yourselves… [Within fifteen minutes, use the altar in the sacrificial hall to summon and defeat the wandering god Wokeru] this task…" Feng Bujue continued, "There are only two situations in which it can't be completed. The first is 'Wokeru is not successfully summoned within fifteen minutes'; the second is 'failed to defeat Wokeru'." He licked his lips, "There's no need to explain the latter, since Wokeru defeated us, what's the point of the system obliterating us? And the former situation… very likely foreshadows a certain death plot."

"You mean… if the summoning of Wokeru has not been completed after fifteen minutes, then something might change in the sacrificial hall?" Uncle Waste Chai followed Brother Jue's train of thought.

"That's right, for example… a super defense magic in the hall suddenly activates, killing everyone in the room, etc.," Feng Bujue said, "In short… if we don't complete that task, what awaits us will most likely be a catastrophe, so there is no need for the system to obliterate us."

Hearing this, Honghu thoughtfully replied: "So… [Within one hour, pass through the tunnel behind the altar and arrive at the Crystal Maze] this one is the same?"

"Yes," Feng Bujue said, "Maybe once the time limit is up, this tunnel will collapse, or implode… there's no need for the system to interfere."

"It seems a bit reasonable," Honghu nodded. "This is a rule worth referring to… In the future, we only need to see if there are any sentences about 'obliteration' in the mission content, and we can deduce the form of death in the 'incomplete' situation."

"Actually, there is no point in paying attention to this now," Feng Bujue shrugged. "I estimate… all the following tasks will no longer have the word 'obliteration'."

"Why is that again?" Uncle Waste Chai said.

"Because as the plot progresses, the environment we are in is becoming more and more unsafe," Feng Bujue said in a rather gloomy tone, "In my opinion… the following tasks will not only cancel obliteration, but perhaps even the time limit will be cancelled…"

"Yes… finally going to enter…" Tianma Xingkong continued, "…that kind of rhythm where we are constantly under the threat of death?"

In the midst of the conversation, they had already arrived at the end of the tunnel.

Before stepping out of the tunnel, Feng Bujue saw the crystal spectacle outside. When he was still ten meters away from the exit, he put away the catapult in his hand, because the light outside was quite sufficient.

After finishing the last few steps, the five finally finished this seemingly endless road, and came to a brand new map.

Looking out… countless mountain-like crystal pillars stood jaggedly, creating a huge crystal maze. A bright purple light shone from the crystals, illuminating the surrounding environment. The strange light and disordered paths all gave people a sense of time and space dislocation.

And the most peculiar thing in this strange scenery was the sky… the sky here was not covered by purple mist, and you couldn't see the moon either. When the players looked up, what they saw was actually a piece of land.

That piece of land looked far away at the end of the sky, yet it seemed close at hand. If you looked closely at the terrain there… you would feel like you had seen it somewhere before.

[Current mission completed] The system prompt arrived as expected. Hearing this sentence, the players felt a weight lifted from their hearts.

"Haa… haaa… how much stamina do you guys have left?" Atobe was the one panting the most among the group, and he sat down as soon as he stepped on flat ground.

"Not much…" Feng Bujue replied, "But it should be better than you…"

"Let's take the time to rest before the new mission refreshes," Even Honghu sat down, and he licked his lips and said, "Although we ate something before, we hardly supplemented any water, and thirst will obviously accelerate the loss of stamina…"

"Hehe… there are guests," Suddenly, a woman's voice sounded. Needless to say, she was definitely not a player. "The last human who successfully entered 'Reverse Island' was a very excellent explorer. I wonder what kind of people you are?"