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Chapter 1260 - Chapter 1260 Chapter 388 53 Forbidden Ruins Steles_2

Chapter 1260: Chapter 388: 53 Forbidden Ruins Steles!_2 Chapter 1260: Chapter 388: 53 Forbidden Ruins Steles!_2 Usually, a maze has a specific range, and if conditions allow, heading in one direction should always bring you to an edge.

Once the concept of an “edge” is confirmed, you have a reference coordinate, and the same method can be used to confirm a few other edges, usually leading to the correct path.

But gradually, he realized that something was seriously wrong.

Along the way, Leonard Churchill made many kinds of marks.

Thanks to his photographic memory, he was forming a map in his mind as he walked.

To prevent his brain from being interfered with, he was also constantly sketching drafts in his notebook.

No matter whether the labyrinth was flat or cube-shaped like the previous “Grand Cemetery Labyrinth,” this method was universally applicable.

Normally, in a maze, he felt he might choose certain paths and end up going in circles.

Then he would see the marks he had left before.

But after walking for an hour, Leonard Churchill had not found any marks he had left.

This made him incredibly puzzled.

Could this Mirrored Space be infinitely large?

But how could there be an artifact with infinite space in this world?

Leonard Churchill dismissed this idea.

There were only two major possibilities.

Either his perception had been misled by some high-level mysterious forces.

Or there was something strange about this space.

However, Leonard Churchill couldn’t pinpoint the problem and could only continue to explore.

That examination lasted several hours.

….

As they walked, Ivan, who was lazily draped over his head, started mumbling again, “Mr. Leonard Churchill, I’m hungry…”

Without thinking, Leonard Churchill took out a piece of bread and fed it to the girl.

Previously, to prevent himself from being influenced by illusions or such, he had woken this little girl up, thinking that observing together might avoid some unknown mystical disturbances.

But the problem was, while they didn’t find the issue with the maze, Leonard Churchill discovered that something was wrong with Ivan!

Throughout this period, as he was the one feeding Ivan, he was very familiar with her eating habits and routines.

Normally, the girl also had three meals a day at roughly five-hour intervals, quite regularly.

Just that her appetite was somewhat larger.

But just after entering the maze, as Leonard Churchill watched the time, only three hours had passed and the little girl had already eaten four times, and each time her portion was larger than usual.

Normally, an organism’s intake of food is related to the energy expended.

But Ivan, as usual, spent the whole time lying on Leonard Churchill’s head, without much exertion.

This meant there was some unseen reason causing her to have an abnormal energy deficit.

Furthermore, her mental state was abnormal.

Even during meals, she seemed as if her spirit and energy had been sapped, appearing listless and lethargic.

And yet Leonard Churchill himself felt perfectly normal.

After observing for a long time, he was nearly certain that the issue was with this “Lost Mirror Maze.”

This was an artifact specifically designed to counter the little girl.

…

“Ivan, do you feel uncomfortable in any way?”

“I just want to sleep…”

Ivan, struggling to keep her eyelids open, rested her head on Leonard Churchill’s forehead and responded weakly.

It was clear she was trying hard to assist Leonard Churchill.

But the weakening feeling grew stronger, even with food replenishment, it wasn’t enough.

Although it was hard for Leonard Churchill to watch, he felt he couldn’t let her fall asleep.

He always had a notion that the more an enemy hoped to achieve something, the more he should try to counteract it.

But Leonard Churchill couldn’t think of any way to dispel Ivan’s “weak state.”

He checked Ivan’s body and found no abnormalities.

She wasn’t sick, she wasn’t injured, it was just as if some targeted mysterious force was draining her energy.

The two continued wandering through the maze.

Even after ten hours, Leonard Churchill still had not seen any repeated markings.

Even after walking back, he saw that the coordinates he had left had not disappeared.

At this time, Leonard Churchill was almost certain that they were trapped.

This Mirror Maze seemed to truly be boundless.

It felt like they had arrived in another world, a barren one, where nothing but space itself had originated.

Being trapped was expected.

Leonard Churchill didn’t think the methods of the Holy Church would be so easy to see through, and he wasn’t averse to preparing for the worst.

Life was like a gamble, with wins and losses, and he was at peace with that.

But even if trapped to death, he wondered why?

This entrapment lasted for four days.

…

Somewhere inside the maze.

Leonard Churchill sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating and pondering.

Over these four days, he had tried various methods, but without exception, he had not found any clue.

He was almost certain that his sensing of space had not been interfered with.

Instead, he truly had been banished to an immensely vast space.

From any direction, using any method, there were no signs of a way out.

The most troubling part was that their food supply was critically low.

Initially, several months’ worth of food had been stored in the canvas, but in these four days, that had almost run out.

Leonard Churchill himself didn’t eat much, but Ivan’s appetite was astonishing.

If she didn’t eat, she would fall into a state resembling “hibernation.”

This was no longer merely sleeping, but a pathological weakness.

Only while eating could she stay alert.

But the needed food amount was increasing.

Their food reserve was dwindling due to this heavy consumption.

Leonard Churchill estimated that if they couldn’t find a way out in a few more days, they might starve to death in the maze.