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Moreover.
Yi Lin wasn't alone; whenever he felt tired, he would hide in the darkness and let Oda Mai take the front, taking over the brunt of the combat to give Yi Lin a chance to catch his breath.
As time passed.
Yi Lin distinctly felt that the density of monsters in the labyrinth was getting sparser and sparser.
Several times, nearly five minutes passed as they went through several crossroads without a single demon popping out, only various corpses in different states of death.
This was a path they had traveled before.
Ten hours later.
"Wait."
Both of them were covered in demon blood.
This time, it was Oda Mai's turn.
She had already grown accustomed to the pain in her back.
Having a sanitary napkin on the wound, there was no worry about any leaks, so Oda Mai fought gleefully, her expression twisted.
