Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 927 - 403: Hunting Evil!_3

Alpha rapidly shifted her approach, causing the approximately eighty remaining mazes to coalesce into an even more intricate, layered structure.

"If simple traps prove ineffective, then a composite cage it is!"

Her numerous minds were pushed to their limits, unleashing an unparalleled calculative power.

The atmosphere within the entire arena grew heavy, as if reality itself was being contorted.

——Spirit Cage: Infinite Corridor!

This onslaught was significantly more potent; the eighty mazes interlinked, forming a colossal spiritual labyrinth.

Any consciousness that dared to enter would find itself lost within endless passages until its spirit utterly disintegrated.

Explorer No.1 Golem, along with the sonic jellyfish, began to struggle, their movements becoming lethargic, as though ensnared in some unseen quagmire.

"Truly remarkable, Alpha, being a native Apostle of this sixth core layer..."

From the VIP section, several non-participating Apostles observed with evident interest.

At this juncture, the Stand-In Puppet, which had remained quiescent until now, finally stirred.

It slowly oriented itself towards the closest consciousness maze, and its previously vacant eye sockets suddenly blazed with an unnerving crimson light.

When the initial consciousness maze attempted to infiltrate the puppet's "mind," an astonishing event unfolded.

The maze started to convulse violently, its internal spiritual architecture constricting rapidly as if encountering its inherent nemesis.

Then, abruptly... it fractured.

"Impossible!" A cacophony of disordered thought waves erupted from Alpha's multitude of brains.

"What precisely resides within that puppet? How could my maze...!"

A profound silence descended upon the entire arena.

Every spectator's eyes widened, struggling to grasp the sequence of events.

A seemingly innocuous puppet had annihilated the carefully constructed consciousness maze merely by its "gaze"?

Within the designated seating for contestants, the countenances of three Apostles turned exceedingly grim.

"It is not a puppet..." Delir's voice quivered slightly. "It is a unique lifeform masquerading as one."

"My perception of time is completely distorted..." Kro remarked, his fists clenched tightly.

The Stand-In Puppet deliberately pivoted towards its next objective, the crimson glow in its eyes intensifying, while its form commenced a sinister metamorphosis.

"Very well, the warm-up phase concludes, it's time to engage combat mode!"

Ron commanded the puppet to reveal its true nature.

Its elaborate wooden exterior sloughed off in layers, reminiscent of molting snake skin, exposing a bizarre composite of metal and flesh beneath.

The body rapidly swelled, transitioning from its diminutive stature of less than a meter to a monstrous figure exceeding two meters in height.

Its limbs elongated and contorted, limb joints emitting harsh metallic grating sounds.

The fingertips split apart, unfurling bone-like blades as sharp as razors, each one shimmering with a bloodcurdling aura.

Most terrifying of all was its "visage."It's about learning, adapting, and evolving. With every foe it consumes, it achieves some measure of growth.