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Chapter 768 Those who didn't listen to Celia all died (4k)

At the high platform, this yellow desert sand was very calm, without the slightest ripple.

It wasn't there when I first came down.

But after flying slowly to about a hundred meters, Celia felt the wind.

As they moved forward, the wind grew stronger and began to blow up yellow sand.

The whole world was slowly covered by yellow sand.

At first, Celia could still see Shabana in the distance behind her, but before she had walked a kilometer, Shabana's figure had become completely blurred.

Looking back, there was nothing left to see but Baksh and the others slowly following behind Celia below.

The Grey-Brown tribe selected ten powerful warriors to follow Celia.

Although these ten people are weaker than Baksh, they are still very strong fourth-tier mages.

Celia slowly descended and finally landed on the ground.

She recalled the explanation of the road's mechanism given by Shabana and others on the way there.

Ten kilometers is the limit for outsiders, while their limit is twenty kilometers.

There were only ten kilometers left to walk the path of departure, yet those ten kilometers seemed impossibly far away.

Of these twenty kilometers, the first five kilometers are basically achievable if one is physically capable. The warriors of the Grey-Brown Tribe often use this distance as part of their training, so they are very familiar with it.

"The first kilometer is all yellow sand. There's nothing particularly noteworthy, and no monsters are out to ambush us. But under the yellow sand, it's very easy to lose your way and end up somewhere else," Celia thought to herself as she glanced back at Baksh and the others.

Of course, a little disorientation is no problem for a fourth-tier mage.

The route for leaving has long been memorized, so there's no chance of losing direction due to various distractions. Moreover, the ancestors of the Gray Brown tribe have marked this path extensively. These markings, like fences, surround both sides of the road and are maintained annually, so it's virtually impossible to get lost.

Celia walked along the path enclosed by a wooden fence and soon reached the edge of the fence. The yellow sand had disappeared at some point, but looking back, she could still see that the area behind her was still covered by yellow sand, and she couldn't see Shabana and the others at all.

Behind him, Bakshi couldn't help but say, "Gentlemen, from here on out, you must be careful. Even though we often walk back and forth within a five-kilometer radius, we can still get injured or even die if we're not careful."

Celia smiled slightly: "Yes, thank you. You all need to be careful too."

Within a five-kilometer radius, you're fighting monsters. These monsters appear out of nowhere, completely randomly. They might be in the sand, in the sky, or even emerge from a crack in the ground.

These things were no problem for the experienced Celia and Baksh, of course.

Soon, the five-kilometer mark was successfully reached.

Here, the Grey-Brown tribe placed a large tree trunk with the number 5 written on it.

Bakshi's expression turned serious: "From this point on, we will face constant danger. We bear the heavy responsibility of finding a way out for the tribe. I emphasize again, I will not tolerate any abandonment or betrayal of our companions..."

Baksh was talking to the others, while Celia crossed the five-kilometer mark.

The solid sand beneath suddenly softened, and if you paused even for a moment, your feet would immediately sink in.

Celia felt the power beneath her feet and quickly began to move.

"I felt it; I couldn't stay on the ground for more than three seconds, otherwise I would sink in and be unable to get out."

Celia seemed to be talking to herself, or perhaps to someone behind her.

Baksh's expression changed: "It's soft sand? That's troublesome. There might be traps and monsters that bind people later."

"Roar!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than a roar came from the side, and then a monster sprang from the soft sand and charged toward the advancing Celia.

Instead of attacking it, Celia chose to run forward quickly.

“Once you start climbing the Ascension Trial, you can’t stop, or all your previous efforts will be wasted. The Divine Realm Reflection has inherited this principle very well.”

After dodging the attack, Celia chuckled, mimicking Ross.

Ross strolled leisurely beside Celia, saying, "Then you'd better be careful. The monster density in the Ascension Trial will increase, and the index will rise. This five- to six-kilometer stretch completely simulates the Ascension Trial."

"Hmph, a mere ascent trial."

Celia's speed increased instantly, and Baksh behind her could hardly keep up.

As Ross said, this kilometer was indeed very similar to her previous ascent trial, full of traps and sudden attacks from hordes of monsters.

Some of these monsters attack her deadly, while others simply try to get close enough to self-destruct and inflict debuffs such as slow or imprisonment.

Celia was already very experienced in these matters, reacting nimbly and quickly approaching the sixth kilometer mark.

Those who followed her, such as Bakshi, suffered greatly.

There are no ascension trials in this world; their strength increases naturally. Even if they know there are traps, some people still can't avoid them.

When they reached the sixth kilometer mark, Celia looked back and saw that two people were missing from the group of ten.

I have absolutely no idea when I lost it.

They didn't even scream, so as not to affect the others' sprint.

If you stand still for three seconds, you will sink in. In this situation, if you call for help from your teammates, it will only cause both of you to sink in together.

Once the sand beneath his feet had become firm again, Baksh turned back and counted the men. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Nak and Shak are watching us. Their souls are our talismans. Let's move forward."

"go ahead!"

The soldiers shouted in unison and then continued their advance.

At the six-kilometer mark, a sign was also placed with a number 6 written on it.

Every kilometer there is a special small area where everything is calm and there is no danger.

"According to Shabana, the area within six to seven kilometers is inhabited by many powerful monsters. These monsters have unique mechanisms that even they cannot fully understand. This area also has the highest casualty rate among previous outsiders."

Celia released her senses.

She vaguely sensed that the more she perceived the mechanisms within this reflection of the divine realm, the more proficient and rapid her ability to sense these unique mechanisms and rules became.

This will be the key to her speedrun.

Upon entering this area, Celia quickly encountered her first group of monsters: a swarm of mosquitoes the size of a thumb!
“They’re thumb mosquitoes, thank goodness.” Baksh’s voice came from behind. “These mosquitoes don’t suck blood. They’re aggressive, but when you get close, they’ll transfer their magic to us. But if you attack them, there will be terrible consequences.”

They were very familiar with the mechanisms of these mosquitoes; it is said that they lost a large number of soldiers in the process of figuring out these mechanisms.

It has a very unique mechanism: these mosquitoes don't suck blood, but instead bleed. They charge in aggressively, as if they want to drain their target dry. If you attack them at this moment, they will die without hesitation; even a single slap is enough to kill them.

But after they are killed, they release all the magic power within them, forming small magical storms.

A single mosquito's magical storm is insignificant, but the magical storm generated by the deaths of millions of mosquitoes here is enough to wipe out everyone present.

They also have another disgusting aspect: the magical storm created by the death of a mosquito can kill other mosquitoes in the vicinity, forming a chain reaction.

The best course of action is to leave them alone and wait for them to bleed out before they leave on their own.

Ross's voice came from the side: "Want to experience nuclear fission?"

What is nuclear fission?

"It's the chain reaction that happens when these mosquitoes die; it's spectacular."

Celia shook her head firmly: "I don't want to experience it."

"That's a shame. These special mosquitoes might be unique to this area. Mosquitoes, don't you get an itch to touch them?"

The mosquito, about the size of a thumb, didn't tickle Celia's hands at all; she only felt a tingling sensation on her scalp.

If you didn't know the mechanics beforehand, just looking at the mosquitoes that resembled a locust plague, probably no one would be able to resist casting a large-scale spell to send them on their way, and incidentally send themselves on their way as well.

Before fully understanding these mosquito mechanisms, Celia couldn't imagine who had discovered them, or how they had been discovered.
Seeing that the mosquitoes' needles were about to pierce her body, the other party actually chose to give up resisting? Celia was very impressed.

If she didn't understand the mechanism and only knew about the destructive power, her reaction would have been to quickly move away, ignore them, or get outside the chain reaction before detonating them.

The thumb-sized mosquito quickly rushed closer. Celia endured the discomfort and watched as a giant mosquito jumped onto her head. A moment later, she felt streams of magic replenishing her body, just like the feeling of being empowered by the phantom of the Celestial Tree.

A moment later, the sensation on her head disappeared, the mosquitoes had left, and the remaining mosquitoes separated from her, leaving from both sides and the top of her head. They passed by Bakshi and the others, and then left, disappearing without a trace.

"Just keep going."

Celia touched her head and continued forward.

She seemed to be quite lucky. For the first 500 meters of this kilometer, she encountered monsters with mechanisms recorded by the Gray Brown Tribe and passed them without taking any damage. But after 500 meters, she encountered something that the Gray Brown Tribe had seen before but whose mechanism she did not understand.

Suddenly, some huge stones appeared, forming a magic circle that blocked the entire path. To get through, one had to cross this stone array.

Bakshi felt a chill run down his spine: "These are the strange rock piles we least want to see. The shape and path of these piles are different every time we encounter them, so there's no way to record them. We can only guess each time we get past them."

He looked at the group behind him, "Soldiers, our good luck has come to an end. From now on, proceed according to the strategy used to deal with the strange rocks. There are twelve paths in total. Let's spread out..."

"Need not."

Celia's voice came through.

She carefully examined the pattern of the strange rock pile and said, "There's no need for that. If you go that way, at least three or four people will die."

Baksh sighed: "But if we don't go this way, we might be wiped out."

Celia paused for a moment, "That's true. I forgot that you don't understand any magic circles at all. The strange pile of rocks you mentioned is actually a magic circle. This magic circle isn't difficult, it's just that it has randomness and deceptiveness. In fact, it has a stable path forward. Hmm... you can think of it as a back door created by the creator of the magic circle, so that the creator can come and go easily."

"back door?"

"Correct."

Celia pointed to a rock, “Jump onto the eighth rock from the left, walk along the rock to the end, and then jump to the left.”

She paused, then added, "This magic circle has a mechanism here: you must count from the left; counting from the right doesn't count. Everyone who comes up must count."

Baksh was stunned: "Go up on the rocks? Is that really possible? Our ancestors tried it, but they were immediately strangled and turned into mincemeat after they went up..."

"Just follow me. There's no point in telling you the way through the magic circle, because you'll forget it next time. Let's go through the back door instead."

Without wasting any words, Celia jumped up immediately after speaking.

The warriors behind Baksh squinted instinctively, but the expected carcass did not appear, and Celia was unharmed.

Celia called out to the group, "I may not know as much about other things as you do, but I can break magic arrays with my eyes closed. Come on up."

Baksh was stunned. After a long while, he decisively followed Celia's instructions, counted the number of times, and jumped up. Sure enough, he was unharmed.

At this moment, Celia had reached the end of the pile of stones. Looking back, her expression suddenly changed.

A soldier jumped up, but he was not unharmed. On the contrary, it was as if some force was acting on him, making him contort. He did not make a sound, but it was no use.

The next second, his body was as if it had been put into a meat grinder, instantly turning into minced meat, and the blood and minced meat stained the entire stone red.

"Didn't I say we can only come up after we've counted them?"

Celia looked sharply at Baksh.

Baksh sighed: "He...can't count."

"...?"

Celia was furious.

"If you can't count, why didn't you say so? I could have offered you another way. You guys... never mind, I'll respect your choice."

have nothing to say.

People are dead.

Celia said coldly, “What I’m about to say is something you must remember. If you want to live, even if you can’t do it, you must say so if you want to try to break through this magic circle in the future.”

Baksh nodded, and the others, seeing the blood and flesh, dared not say anything. They nodded solemnly, their expressions towards Celia filled with awe.

Everything went smoothly after that. No one died from that ridiculous problem again. When they passed the test smoothly, Baksh recorded the method of passing the test on an animal skin.

He placed the animal hide on a long spear, looked behind him, unleashed magic, and swung it backward with force, as if throwing a javelin.

"What are you doing?"

"This is how we send messages to the tribe. As long as the spear flies to a certain height, the chief will definitely see it and record it. If we're lucky, the spear can fly out and they can get it."

"That's it."

Celia nodded and looked ahead.

"Keep moving forward. If you encounter any more magic circles, remember to listen to me completely."

"understand!"

(End of this chapter)