I studied beheading in a mental institution

The moonlight fell on the boundless ice field, and in this snow-white world, several figures were advancing cautiously.

Gobiro was about to carve a number on the ice under his feet, but just halfway through the drawing, the voice of number 22 suddenly sounded:

"and many more."

"What's the matter, Holy Master?" Gu Biluo looked up in confusion.

On the 22nd, with the 【King's Sword】, scratched off the half-written number, and said in a deep voice:

"We can't use this kind of characters that others can understand at a glance, otherwise we engrave so many, and it may end up cheaper for others... We need to mark time with a character that only we can understand."

Everyone suddenly realized.

"Then what character should be used?"

No. 22 pondered for a moment, then drew on the ground, "Let's agree that this character represents 1, this represents 2, and this represents..."

Several people from [God Desire Paradise] gathered together and studied the self-created characters of No. 22 seriously. When they memorized these characters in their hearts, they couldn't help applauding.

"Worthy of being a Holy Master, you are indeed far-sighted!"

"Yeah, now we can understand his characters, but he can't understand ours! We have more people than him, and we have the advantage!"

"Commander Lin in Daxia is nothing more than that."

"..."

Amid the flattery of several people, No. 22 carved a self-created "0" character on the ice with his sword, and then said lightly:

"Let's go."

Everyone took a step and arrived at another time and space. Looking back, the characters just now had disappeared.

"I know! This is because the time we are here is earlier than before." Gu Biluo clapped his hands and answered excitedly first.

"Such a simple matter, do you still need to say it?" Another main god gave him a blank look.

No. 22 carved a "-1" on the ground and moved on.

They turned around again, but still couldn't see the two characters.

"The time here is earlier." Gu Biluo said again firmly.

Everyone left another mark in the same way, and continued to move forward, taking a few steps in a row, but every time they turned around, they couldn't see the slightest mark.

"It's strange...how come all the way is the time leading to the past? Have we found the way out of the maze?" A demigod whispered doubtfully.

At this moment, Goo Biro stopped talking, and they looked at each other, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

This time they did not move forward, but moved forward in a different direction. After taking a few steps in succession, they turned around and continued walking... But no matter how they walked, the marks they left before seemed to have never existed. , The ice surface is extremely smooth.

"How could this be... We have already completely imitated his movements, but why can't we see the marks we carved?" Gu Biluo stayed where he was.

At this point, even if he is as dull as Gubiro, he realizes that something is wrong. They have traveled so far, changed directions so many times, and engraved at least a hundred imprints, but they can't see the imprints engraved before each step. Any imprints of... They can't always go to the "past"?

"Speaking of which, why do I feel that the positions of these icebergs are different from before?" the demigod asked cautiously.

No. 22 was frowning and thinking about what went wrong. Hearing this sentence, he said angrily:

"Idiot, this is the Antarctic ice sheet. The terrain will continue to change with the climate. The terrain will naturally be different every time. The longer the time span, the greater the change..."

Before the words fell, No. 22 seemed to think of something, and his body shook violently!

"Ice field... Ice field..." No. 22 kept repeating these two words, and his face turned pale.

"Holy Master, what did you find?" Gobiro asked.

"Damn it...it's wrong! It's all wrong!!" No. 22 gritted his teeth and said, "What we are standing on is ice! The melting and freezing speed of the ice is too fast, and we will leave a trace on it, no matter how deep it is, as long as it passes It will all be restored in a day or two! All the marks we left are simply invalid!"

Hearing this sentence, everyone's ears sounded like thunder!

They stayed in place at the same time.

Ice... No wonder they can't see the imprints they left no matter which direction they go, because these imprints don't last long on the ice sheet, it's like throwing stones on the boundless sea to mark the location, stones As soon as it was thrown out, it sank to the bottom of the sea. Who knows where it was just thrown?

"But... but how did Lin Qiye manage to keep the mark?!" Gu Biluo was stunned for a while, before asking the most unimaginable question.

"Everyone leaves imprints on the ice, why does his last so long?"

Everyone fell into a daze.

No. 22 took a deep breath and spoke slowly:

"Forget it... Our only hope now is to look back for the imprint left by Lin Qiye. As long as we can find his imprint, we can get back on track and not lose our way."

A demigod looked around, hesitation flashed across his expression, "Which direction did we just... come from?"

The rest of the people thumped in their hearts, and also looked around.

On the barren ice field, there are only a few icebergs standing here and there, but these icebergs can't provide the slightest point of location, because once they take another step, they will disappear immediately... In the distance, there is only a blurred upside down of light.

However, within a space of [-] meters, thousands of different times are stacked together, and even the light is enough to distort.

[-] meters is the farthest range they can see... But the distance between the imprint left by Lin Qiye and them is obviously much higher than this figure.

They couldn't find their way back.

"I did some calculations. Since we left Lin Qiye, we have moved less than a kilometer at most. Even if our vision is blocked by these overlapping times, if we fly into the sky, we should be able to see it easily." Luo thought about it for a moment, and then a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and his figure rose into the air!

Seeing this scene, No. 22's eyes shrank, and he said immediately: "Wait..."

Before the second word "waiting" was spoken, Gu Biluo's figure disappeared out of thin air directly above the crowd, and the height from them was no more than five meters.

In this labyrinth, it's not just moving back and forth, left and right that triggers time... the same goes for going up or down.

Everyone waited in place for a long time, but Gu Biro's figure did not come back. It seems that he traveled more than vertical space during the flight. In this way, he wanted to find the ice surface where everyone is now. It's like finding a needle in a haystack.

Originally there were more than ten people in [God Desire Heaven], but now there are only three people left.

No. 22's face was gloomy enough to drip water.

"Holy...Holy Master..." The only remaining main god swallowed, "What shall we do next?"

"...What else can I do? Waiting to die in place?"

No. 22 gritted his teeth and said, "Go! Find any direction and keep going!"