People have to learn to be afraid and learn to be afraid.

Only when a person is truly afraid can he think seriously and make a decision.

The so-called courage is the courage to look directly at your own weak heart.

No one is born strong, and no one is born humble.

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In Jessica's twenty-year life, he encountered many setbacks and hardships, but no matter what the outcome, he chose to persist until the last second, until he could no longer persist.

Jessica may have failed in many ways, but the things he persisted in will pay off in the end.

He firmly believes in hard work, hard work, and hard work.

Just like this moment, he believed in himself.

"Ah! Monster, go eat shit! Trash!"

He was holding a strange object, which was a "weapon" made of a stone arm and an alloy cross sword. The strange shape of the weapon did not affect the destructive nature of the blade itself.

Flashing with silver light, the cross sword drew an arc in the air, and the sharp blade pierced the energy core of the trial puppet.

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[New trial points: 3/Total trial points: 3]

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A newly unfolded name appeared in Jessica's closed eyes, but he didn't care because he was dizzy at the moment. He now needed to take a good breath of air to relieve the lack of oxygen supply caused by strenuous exercise.

"Huh...huh..."

Panting heavily, Jessica stuck the cross sword on the ground to support her body, which was beginning to lose strength.

But he couldn't lie down just yet. He still had four teammates to pay attention to. Thinking of this, Jessica straightened her back and looked around.

The monster's corpse, stained blood, and several figures lying on the ground.

"Bang."

Jessica dropped the weird cross sword in her hand, quickly came to one of the figures, and squatted down.

"Roshi, Rosh, wake up."

Jessica probed the mouth and nose of the figure in her arms with her fingers, and after finding that her breathing was steady, she shook the person's shoulders vigorously.

"Well……"

Stimulated by the outside world, the unconscious figure let out a low groan.

This middle-aged man named Roche had a shiny bald head, but there was a very conspicuous bruise and red swelling on it. Apparently Roche's coma was caused by hitting his head with a heavy object.

His confused eyes gradually saw Jessica's young face clearly. Roche gestured with his hands to indicate that he should go see how the others were doing. Then, with Jessica's help, he sat down where he was.

The first thing Rosh observed was the corpse. It was just a corpse, but from its broken left arm joints and heart, it was not difficult to see the metal structures engraved with white patterns exposed outside the stone body.

It is speculated that this monster is probably a robot-like thing.

"A copy...an artificial creation that has nothing to do with the existing technological system...the main mission..."

Roche touched his pocket with trembling hands, wanting to take out one of his own treasures to sort out his chaotic mind, but the feeling of emptiness made him suddenly recall that after entering this so-called copy, he would definitely bring it with him.

The cigar box was long gone.

Touching the bruise on the top of his head, Roche bared his teeth. He had not suffered such physical injury for three or four years since he became the youngest general of the Third Reich.

After resting for a while, Roche clapped his hands and focused everyone's attention on seeing that the other four people who entered the "Templar Trial Maze" together after Jessica's awakening were all safe.

But his eyes were focused on Jessica who was studying the cross sword.

"Jessica, did you notice anything special after this monster died?"

This was what Jessica was waiting for. She saw his eyes move slightly, as if he was reading something, and finally nodded in confirmation. He did notice something.

"Just after I killed this monster, a new one suddenly appeared..."

Gathered around Jessica, everyone listened attentively.

Although they are afraid of encountering this kind of monster again, they also know that escaping is always the self-deception of the weak.

Only the strong are qualified to explore this unknown world.

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"The primary-type Holy Spirit puppet used in the first stage of the trial is only a disciple with an average origin of 5 in terms of individual quality, but in the combat circuit engraved inside it, some basic enemy methods and a Holy Light method have been solidified.

Blade function.”

"Everything else is not important. What needs to be focused on is the damage avoidance against the Blade of Holy Light. This is very important. The second is that shadow energy can have a certain impact on it..."

Bai Ye's words flashed through his mind, and for a moment, Bai Yi glanced at Bai Ye and saw that he was holding a dagger, accurately blocking the attacks of these trial puppets time and time again.

"night……"

The wind was blowing in Bai Yi's hair. Holding a dagger, she was able to move around the three trial puppets with ease. From time to time, she could also draw cracks on their bodies. Unfortunately, the most critical joints and hearts were...

The core remains inaccessible.

"Domain energy. Shadow element affinity"

In just a few breaths, Bai Yi's black and white eyes turned into the purest night, deep and dark. At the same time, the dagger clenched in his hand was also shrouded in a hazy black mist, exuding a ferocious and ominous aura.

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Without hesitation, Bai Yi threw his dagger and nailed it to a trial puppet that was in contact with Bai Ye. Although it did not hit the joints or other vital parts, after piercing the puppet's body, the black mist on the dagger quickly dispersed.

It has reached one-third of the total trial puppet.

"Chi, chi, chi."

A sound like the sound of strong acid corroding objects came from the black mist.

"Those who try... will accept the test... of the Holy... Church..."

The mechanical sound that was constantly playing from the mouth of the trial puppet was affected by this and became intermittent. At the same time, the speed of swinging the cross sword was also much slower.

The most obvious thing is that the white light wrapped around the cross sword has dimmed a lot. It is no longer as vibrant as before, but seems to have entered a sleep state.

"Click."

The dagger was inserted into the energy core, and Bai Ye eliminated the trial puppet in front of him, and the remaining two trial puppets were undoubtedly easily eliminated in a one-on-one situation.

At the moment when the three trial puppets were completely destroyed, the regular tetrahedrons that made up the walls of the entire vast hall began to move regularly. An altar gradually rose in the center of the hall, and appeared in several different directions.

The entrance to the passage leading to the next stage of the maze.

"Trialist, welcome to the temple hall."

When the changes inside the hall were completed, another string of words composed of pure white light spots emerged above the altar.

In Bai Yi's opinion, she couldn't understand each of these words, but when they were put together, she could understand its meaning.

When Bai Ye looked at these familiar words, he couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy. These white words were the words of the Holy Spirit of Siola, which used the power of the holy light as an information carrier to directly communicate to the writer the intelligent beings who were illuminated by the words.

The extraordinary language of thought.

Putting the dagger into the scabbard, Bai Ye did not check the newly appeared holes. Instead, he came to the empty altar and began to perform a complex set of ceremonial movements, that is,
Chapter completed!