Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Chapter 632 World 90

Catherine was somewhat shocked: "Stella, how did you guess?"

Stella didn't answer, but asked, "What were you doing at the Temple of Light? How did you get trapped in a maze?"

Knowing she couldn't get out on her own, and considering Stella was a trustworthy friend, Catherine didn't hide it from her.

"We have discovered some anomalies inside the Temple of Light and have informed His Holiness the God of Law."

"His Holiness the God of Laws gave us this matter as a test, and entrusted us with its investigation. After entering the Temple of Light, we followed a cardinal here, only to find ourselves trapped."

“Like this,” Catherine said, turning the mirror around, “we’re still separated and trapped in different places.”

Stella held back for a while, but finally couldn't hold back: "You guys are really reckless. You know there's something wrong with the other person, and you still follow him to a completely unfamiliar place."

In fact, Stella wanted to say a few more words to the god of magic, Ralph, but she stopped herself in time because Catherine still admired him.

However, she couldn't help but feel somewhat dissatisfied.

No matter the race, no one would let minors risk their lives, but Ralph Field was very confident.

If anything were to happen, as a god of magic, he could simply dismiss it with a word about being tempered, but Catherine and the others would have been genuinely harmed.

Stella's expression turned from sunny to cloudy. Even the usually bold Catherine didn't dare to make excuses in front of her and could only honestly admit that she had been too cocky lately and had lost her caution.

Stella felt that Catherine was more than just too arrogant; she was practically on top of the world right now because everything was going so smoothly for her and her magic was growing so fast.

It's a good thing to let her suffer a small loss this time, so that she can regain some of her former composure and rationality.

Of course, the most important thing right now is to get Catherine out of trouble as soon as possible.

"Catherine, do you have any other clues? Like how you got here, or where you were separated from the others?"

Catherine suddenly paused, tilted her head, and made a "shh" gesture to Stella.

Soon, Stella heard heavy footsteps.

As the footsteps drew closer, the spot where Catherine stood seemed to sway.

In this situation, it would have been best to sit down directly, but Catherine put away the pile of things she had just taken out and skillfully climbed up to the top through the cracks in the maze, without even using any magic.

Stella was a little curious, but she held back for the time being.

Catherine's posture clearly indicated that she absolutely could not be discovered by the newcomers.

Stella unilaterally cut off the sound that could be transmitted from her side, took out the small greenhouse, placed it on a high place, hid inside, and focused on waiting for Catherine to escape.

As for teleporting directly to Catherine's side, Stella didn't even consider it.

Even the Elf King was keeping the fact that he could use the teleportation magic circle inside the Temple of Light a secret from Stella, so she wouldn't reveal it.

Soon, the owner of the heavy footsteps appeared.

Catherine subtly adjusted the angle so Stella could see better, and Stella quickly recognized it as a half-giant dragging a heavy stick.

However, he seems to be a half-giant with some mental issues, only knowing how to laugh foolishly and repeat the same words.

Giants generally live in dark places, and as their hybrid descendants, half-giants live not far from them.

Seeing him in the Dark Temple is perfectly normal, but seeing him in the Temple of Light is rather strange.

Stella, taking advantage of being in the greenhouse, turned her voice up as loud as it would go, barely managing to make out what the half-giant was saying.

"Those who trespass will die."

Stella noticed that as the half-giant approached, Catherine became more nervous, even holding her breath at one point to try not to disturb him.

But as if toying with something, the half-giant left Catherine's hiding place. Just as she breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak to Stella, he suddenly emerged from the darkness, stood directly below Catherine, and looked up with a sinister grin.

"caught you."

Before Catherine could say anything, she started running.

They used a lot of magic along the way, mostly traps.

After all, giants are thick-skinned and basically immune to magical damage. Half-giants, as their hybrid offspring, have inherited this trait to some extent. If you were to use magic on them, the effect might not be much better than a tickle.

Therefore, Catherine's current approach of restricting the activities of the half-giants is a very good choice.

But Stella felt that something was wrong.

As Catherine ran, Stella turned her voice back on.

“Catherine,” Stella said, “throw a magic attack at that half-giant and see what happens.”

“Stella,” Catherine tried to explain, but her hands had already quickly turned the trap into flames.

Catherine continued running forward without looking back, but Stella noticed through the swaying mirror that the half-giant's skin had been singed black.

After being injured, the half-giant seemed unaffected and continued forward.

This is completely illogical; even a half-giant would feel pain if he were truly injured.

Soon, Catherine shook off the half-giant, and only then did she have time to properly explain to Stella.

“We tried offensive magic before, but it was completely ineffective. It didn’t even make him flinch. Instead, we were chased and scattered. That’s why I only used trap magic to conserve my strength.”

The half-giant's skin was clearly scorched by the flames, but Catherine and the others didn't notice. Why?

Stella stared at the mirror for a long time: "Catherine, is it very dark over there?"

“It’s very dark,” Catherine replied. “I can barely see anything in front of me with the help of magical artifacts, so I rely on my hearing to detect the giants’ attacks.”

"Stella, is what you see different from what I see?"

“It’s not quite the same,” Stella thought, roughly understanding the difficulty of this maze.

When inside, because the maze is so dark and human eyesight is not particularly good, many things that would normally be visible will be overlooked.

“Listen, Catherine,” Stella said, “what I can see in the magic mirror is that you are in a passageway with lights and magic candles on the walls to provide illumination.”

"What?" Catherine seemed to understand something. "Stella, please continue."

“Now, the nearest candle is on the wall to your left,” Stella instructed her. “Take two more steps to the left and reach your hand up, about a head above you. I see a switch there.”

Following her instructions, Catherine accurately located a point.

A light was turned on.

Catherine looked at the ornate candlestick that had lit up and opened her mouth: "I didn't touch the candlestick just now, I only felt the wall."

“Perhaps there’s some kind of magic in this labyrinth that reverses perception,” Stella said. “Right now, from my perspective, that light is out.”