Gradually, even Gaiman regretted it. Now, they couldn't retreat or advance. They were trapped here by the puppets, and they didn't even have the chance to rush over along the thin thread.
Someone had already been injured. Although it didn't look serious, this was a very bad sign.
Some people had no choice but to be ruthless against their companions who were controlled like puppets because they couldn't take care of both. If they didn't do so, they would be killed.
However, killing one's companions to save one's life wasn't a good thing for anyone.
Therefore, they couldn't help but push the blame to Zhou Wen as they glared at him angrily from time to time.
If he could speak, Zhou Wen would probably drown in their spit.
However, Zhou Wen didn't care about their expressions at all. He had been using Truth Listener to monitor the surroundings, hoping to discover the puppeteer as soon as possible.
It looked as though he had ignored their angry gazes. What was even more infuriating was that Zhou Wen didn't participate in the battle. All he did was watch from the back with Wang Lu, like a young master who had brought a beautiful lady on a vacation.
"We didn't invite you here to pick up chicks …" If he could speak, Gemar really wanted to reprimand Zhou Wen.
Unfortunately, he could only keep his thoughts to himself. The situation was getting worse. A large number of puppets had already surrounded them, preventing him from writing.
More and more people were injured. Gaiman was already considering retreating. Otherwise, not only would he not be able to save the nine people who were controlled as puppets, but they would also die here.
However, he didn't do anything when he entered. He had sacrificed nine people just like that. He didn't know how to explain himself when he left.
In fact, many people already had the intention to retreat. The current situation didn't seem to allow them to continue.
Suddenly, Zhou Wen, who had been at the back and hadn't participated in the battle, moved. Everyone saw him pull out the Bamboo Blade at his waist and vanish.
"Where's Zhou Wen?" Everyone looked around, but they didn't find Zhou Wen.
Crack!
A dimensional creature in a black robe fell from the bell tower beside them. When it hit the ground, its body had already broken into two.
The puppets also stopped moving when the dimensional creature fell to the ground. The threads on the nine people who had been controlled fell off and they regained control of their bodies.
Crack! Crack! Ka-cha!
The marionettes shattered one after another. Everyone couldn't help but look up and see Zhou Wen standing on the bell tower, sheathing the Bamboo Blade.
"To Witch Castle." After Zhou Wen came down, he wrote three words on the cardboard.
"Everyone is injured. Let's rest for a while?" Gaiman also wrote on the cardboard.
In the previous battle, most of the people were injured, especially the nine people who were controlled. Their injuries were quite serious.
This was because when they were controlled, they didn't fear death at all. They fought with their lives on the line, completely disregarding their own bodies. That was why their injuries were so severe.
"Those who are injured, return. The rest, follow me," Zhou Wen wrote.
"Our injuries aren't serious. We can continue fighting after recuperating." The big shots who had come from other places had a slightly different impression of Zhou Wen.
However, Zhou Wen's words made it seem as though he was treating them as a burden. It made them very displeased.
"In such a place, time is life. I have to seize every second. I don't have time to wait." After Zhou Wen wrote those words, he pulled Wang Lu towards Witch Castle.
"Old Zhao, go back first. We'll be out soon." Gaiman thought for a moment and decided to let them return first.
"Go ahead. We'll recuperate here before catching up. Or we can pick you up here," Old Zhao wrote.
"Alright." Gaiman thought for a moment before writing, "However, you have to be careful. If any dimensional creatures appear again, leave immediately.
"Alright," Old Zhao agreed.
Gaiman chased after Zhou Wen with the uninjured Lance, Gemar, and two other members of the Ultimate Family Clan who were slightly injured.
Thankfully, there weren't any accidents along the way. The group successfully entered Witch Castle.
Zhou Wen had only seen cartoonish versions of witches in-game. In comparison, he realized that these witches were indeed quite beautiful. They weren't as cute as in-game.
"Welcome to the House of Destiny …" The black-and-white witches began explaining the rules of the game just like in the game.
"Wang Lu, sorry to trouble you." Gaiman looked at Wang Lu and showed her the words on the cardboard.
Wang Lu nodded and was about to draw a card when Zhou Wen stopped her.
"Are you alright? If you aren't 100% confident, you don't have to draw. I have a solution. "Zhou Wen wrote a few words on her palm.
"No problem. Don't worry," Wang Lu replied as she wrote on Zhou Wen's palm.
"That's good." Zhou Wen felt relieved.
Since Wang Lu was so confident, there shouldn't be any problems.
Wang Lu walked in front of the white-robed witch and reached out to take a card. She opened it, and it was the mask card.
The Luck ability is indeed too useful. Zhou Wen couldn't help but feel wistful as he watched the door to the garden behind the twin witches open.
"We've finally reached this step." Gaiman looked at the space behind the door and felt somewhat nervous as he led the group towards the door.
"Go back first." Zhou Wen wrote on Wang Lu's palm.
"Since we're already here, why don't I go in and take a look?" Wang Lu wrote.
"No, you have to leave immediately. It will be troublesome if there's not enough time." Zhou Wen urged her to leave the Maze of Lies immediately.
"What do you mean by not enough time?" Wang Lu asked in puzzlement.
"I'll explain it to you in the future. Now, you have to leave the Maze of Lies immediately. You absolutely can't stay inside and wait for me," Zhou Wen exhorted again.
However, seeing Wang Lu's curious expression, he knew that she definitely wouldn't leave so easily.
Zhou Wen pondered for a moment before lifting Wang Lu up. Ignoring her objections, he carried her and quickly headed back the way he came.
After running all the way to the entrance of the maze, Zhou Wen threw her out before turning to head for Witch Castle.
"Damn it!" Wang Lu looked hatefully at the maze door in front of her, but she wasn't really angry. Thinking back to how Zhou Wen had carried her out, she couldn't help but laugh.
Seeing that Old Zhao and company were still inside, Zhou Wen wrote: "All of you can leave. There's no need to stay here. Otherwise, there will be danger."
"We're willing to stay. There's no need for you to worry." Old Zhao was very stubborn and refused to leave.
Zhou Wen couldn't be bothered to say anything else as he walked towards the garden.
I hope Gaiman and company are fine. When Zhou Wen rushed to the garden, Gaiman and company had already entered. They didn't wait for him to return.
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