Mike continued pushing the stone forward.
Now that he had found what he was looking for, Mike’s actions became bolder!
“Wind Fury!”
“Wind’s Reach!”
The stone couldn’t be destroyed, but using skills on it could speed up its movement!
The distance moved by Wind’s Reach would stack with each use.
The stone rolled rapidly through the passage, and Mike felt invigorated.
Since Morpheus and the others had pushed the stone, it meant that pushing the stone was a viable method.
Based on Ares’s message, he had created a skill called [Warp Strike], which sounded like a highly mobile skill.
This meant that as long as the stone was pushed a certain distance, quantitative changes would lead to qualitative changes, resulting in new developments!
These changes might not necessarily mean conquering the maze.
The Eye of Truth’s previous prompt was: [Pushing the boulder infinitely far will conquer the maze]
This “infinitely far” clearly wasn’t meant literally.
Otherwise, Mike would be exhausted to death without achieving it.
Sure enough, after pushing for about ten minutes, the passage suddenly opened up!
A boss covered in black flames appeared in front of the stone, about to roar.
At that moment, Mike habitually released [Wind’s Reach].
Boom-
The Wind Blade hit the boss, instantly depleting its health bar.
With the stone in between, Mike didn’t even notice the boss’s death.
“Huh, where did these gold coins and materials come from?”
After collecting the items, Mike continued forward, observing his surroundings.
The boss he had just killed was quite powerful.
For participants around level 200, it was an insurmountable peak.
Not to mention, participants had to fight while pushing the stone, which was highly restrictive.
On flat ground, many could defeat a boss of this caliber.
But while pushing the stone, a single mistake would cause the stone to roll back to the starting point, taking the participants with it.
“No wonder there are so few guides about this place…”
Mike usually didn’t rely much on guides.
With the Eye of Truth, it was like carrying a guidebook.
Moreover, guides aimed at the general public or even the special ones in the training camp were of little value to Mike.
His minimum goal was to achieve an SSSS rating, where could he find a guide for that?
After defeating the boss, Mike pushed the stone a bit further and heard a click.
The stone stopped.
Looking down, Mike saw a groove in the ground.
The stone fit perfectly into the groove and wouldn’t move further.
The passage had widened a bit, allowing Mike to walk around the stone and witness an astonishing sight.
Blocking the stone was another stone!
Are you kidding me?
Before Mike could get angry, he noticed a new detail:
The stone blocking the round boulder was irregular, oddly shaped, and even… ugly.
Wait!
Key elements detected.
Mike pulled out the embarrassing past of Supreme Being Morpheus and compared it carefully,
“The ugly hearts I’ve seen before were flat. If they were three-dimensional…”
Hiss-
Mike had to accept a reality.
The stone blocking the round boulder was left by Morpheus!
And the groove was likely Morpheus’s handiwork too.
As Mike studied the stone, a deep male voice came from the other side of the heart-shaped stone, “This is the end. Go back; this place is not for you.”
Someone was on the other side of the stone?!
Mike politely asked, “Excuse me… Have you met my first bro Morpheus three hundred years
ago?”
The person on the other side was silent for a moment, then whispered, “Has it been three hundred years already?”
Mike’s spirits lifted. He really had met Morpheus!
Mike quickly asked, “Can you tell me what my first bro left this stone for?”
The man replied irritably, “He’s your bro. Ask him yourself. Why ask me, a sinner?”
Ignoring the man’s retort, Mike asked again, “Have you met my second bro Ares, a swordsman?”
Mike tried to extract more valuable information from the man.
This time, the man was silent for even longer, seemingly lost in distant memories.
The man asked Mike a question, “Are your first bro and second bro from the same mother?”
“No!” Mike quickly explained, “We’re brothers from different fathers and mothers.” Thinking of Maxen, Mike added, “Oh, and my first bro and second bro share the same
godson.”
Shared godson?
What kind of nonsense was that?
The man snorted and asked irritably, “So, do you also have a third bro named Apollo?”
“Isn’t that a coincidence? You guessed it right!”
Mike became more convinced that the native of the Tower of Truth before him was a key
figure on this floor.
Having met three potential Supreme Beings and survived, he must have been recognized to
some extent.
Otherwise, with Ares’s temper, he would have killed him long ago.
The man didn’t expect Mike to admit it so readily!
If what this young man said was true… then he, like the three before him, was a child of
destiny?
Had the child of destiny failed three times already?
The man spoke again, “Young man, I have a question for you.”
Mike nodded, “Go ahead.”
The man asked, “If you firmly grasp destiny but find that everything is in vain, destined to be
a wild goose chase, what would you do?”
“That’s a big question. Sorry, I can’t give you a complete answer right now.”
Mike said frankly, “I care about both the process and the result. I want to firmly grasp destiny
but don’t want everything to be in vain…”
Mike’s meaning was simple: he wanted it all.
Listening to Mike’s words, the man was slightly moved.
He had never expected such an… ordinary answer?
The first to come here, Morpheus, told the man he would give it a try.
If he failed, he would try again in a different way.
The second, Ares, didn’t answer the question at all.
The hot-tempered bro directly started swinging his sword.
Destiny? In vain?
Stand out and let me slash you twice first!
The third, Apollo, did nothing but say it was boring.
After hearing the fourth’s answer, the man felt nothing, even finding him a bit talkative.
Compared to the previous three, this guy talked too much!
The man spoke again, answering Mike’s initial question,
“This stone seals the monsters of the River Styx, preventing Hades and Thanatos’s pursuers
from entering the maze, ensuring the maze and the lower floors remain unharmed.”
A seal?
Mike curiously asked, “Then why not purify the River Styx?”
“Purify the River Styx?”
The man seemed to hear a very amusing joke and snorted,
“To purify the River Styx, one must have visited the zeroth floor, conquered the so-called ‘hidden level,’ obtained the [Blessing of Truth], and built the Sea of Truth…”
“These conditions are incredibly difficult to meet, almost impossible. So where would you
find such a being?”
The man shook his head, “Even the strongest among your three bros couldn’t purify the River
Styx.”
As the man spoke, a shadow slipped through the gap beside the heart-shaped stone. Mike swapped places with the shadow, appearing before the man, “Tell me quickly, where is the River Styx! My Thunderclap Hammer is thirsty!”
