flstandardbreds Chapter 383 A Desperate Counterattack, Amidst a Thick Fog
Chapter 383 A Desperate Counterattack, Amidst a Thick Fog
The even more powerful pillar of black flame, carrying a destructive force, charged towards Huanmo and the others like a maddened beast. Wherever the pillar of flame struck, space shattered mercilessly, like fragile glass. Black cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, and the entire hall teetered on the brink of collapse under the onslaught of this terrifying power.
Huanmo felt as if he were in the midst of the apocalypse, the scorching heat almost igniting his soul. Fear surged like a tidal wave, relentlessly assaulting his inner defenses, but he knew that if he retreated even slightly, they would all be reduced to ashes. He gritted his teeth, desperately trying to maintain the divine artifact's shield of light, but the light dimmed even more before the powerful pillar of flame, like a candle flickering in the wind. "We can't die here, we must find a way!" he screamed frantically in his heart, his eyes flashing with determination and resolve.
Yi Chen stared at the approaching pillar of flames, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew that in their current state, it was virtually impossible to withstand this fatal blow. But he refused to give up. Even with only a sliver of hope, he would fight to the bitter end for his comrades and for his own mission. He gripped his broken spear tightly, his arm trembling slightly from the pain, but his indomitable will remained unwavering. "Come on, you evil flames, I'll fight you to the death!" His voice sounded so small amidst the howling flames, yet so resolute.
The woman in white was already in tears, her body trembling uncontrollably. Watching her companions fight desperately for survival, she felt both moved and desperate. "Are we really at the end?" she silently asked herself, tears blurring her vision. Yet, she gripped the ribbon tightly, a strange strength welling up within her—a yearning for life and trust in her companions. "No, we can survive!" she said, biting her lip, forcing back her fear, preparing to face the final challenge with her companions.
The mysterious figure frowned, his eyes revealing deep worry. He knew that conventional defensive and offensive methods were insufficient to deal with the current crisis. He quickly recalled the various ancient spells and forbidden skills he knew, trying to find a way to reverse the situation. "There must be a way, there must be..." he kept chanting to himself, sweat soaking his clothes. Suddenly, he remembered a legendary forbidden spell—"Light Sacrifice." This spell required sacrificing one's own life force to summon powerful light to fight evil. But using this spell would endanger the caster's life, and might even result in their soul being annihilated.
"No time to hesitate!" The mysterious figure gritted his teeth, deciding to take a desperate gamble. He rapidly formed hand seals, chanting incantations, and a powerful light emanated from his body. The light grew stronger, gradually enveloping everyone. At the same time, his face grew increasingly pale, and his body began to become ethereal, as if his life was rapidly slipping away.
Huanmo noticed the mysterious figure's unusual behavior and was shocked: "Senior, what are you doing? You can't sacrifice yourself!"
The mysterious figure smiled weakly and said, "This is our only chance. You must survive and complete your mission..."
As the mysterious figure chanted, the surrounding space began to undergo strange changes. The hall, previously shrouded in darkness and flames, gradually began to glow with golden light, which, like threads, converged towards the pillar of black fire. The light and flames collided, producing dazzling light and deafening roars.
The black pillar of flame slowed slightly under the impact of the light, and the flames began to fluctuate. Huanmo and the others seized the opportunity to intensify their attack. Huanmo guided the divine artifact to emit a powerful beam of light, shooting straight at the pillar of flame; Yichen swung his broken spear, the tip of which flashed with blue light, and thrust it towards the pillar of flame; the woman in white transformed her ribbon into a sharp blade and joined the attack.
Under the combined attack of everyone and the combined effect of the mysterious figure's "Light Sacrifice," the black pillar of flame finally developed noticeable cracks. Flames continuously spilled from the cracks, emitting an eerie glow.
However, the mysterious figure did not give up. It let out an angry roar, its entire body radiating an even stronger evil aura, attempting to strengthen the black pillar of flame and break through everyone's defenses. The pillar of flame churned violently again, the cracks in the flames rapidly healing, and it grew even thicker and more powerful.
"Oh no, its power has increased again!" Yi Chen shouted anxiously.
Huanmo stared at the pillar of flames, his heart filled with helplessness and anxiety. He knew that the mysterious figure had already paid a heavy price, and they could not let their predecessors' sacrifice be in vain. "Don't give up, everyone! We must still have a way!" Huanmo shouted, his eyes revealing unwavering determination.
Just then, Huanmo suddenly noticed that after the mysterious figure cast "Light Sacrifice," some strange runes appeared on the walls of the hall. These runes flickered with a faint light, seemingly resonating with the power of light summoned by the mysterious figure. Huanmo's heart skipped a beat. Could these runes be the key to resolving the current crisis?
While fending off the attacks of the pillars of fire, Huanmo carefully observed the runes on the wall. He discovered that the arrangement of the runes seemed to follow a certain pattern, and that they resembled the patterns on the divine artifact. "Look everyone, the runes on the wall might be the key. Let's attack according to the runes' instructions!" Huanmo transmitted the information to his companions through the divine artifact.
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the runes on the wall. Although they didn't understand their meaning, they chose to trust Huanmo. Following the runes' instructions, Yichen, the woman in white, and Huanmo adjusted the direction and rhythm of their attacks, launching another assault.
Illusionary Ink guided the divine artifact, condensing its light into a complex pattern according to the runes, and shot it toward the pillar of fire; Yi Chen wielded the broken spear, dancing it along a specific trajectory, the blue light at the spear tip intertwining with the light of Illusionary Ink; the woman in white transformed ribbons into streaks of light and shadow, integrating them into the attack according to the order of the runes.
This time, their attack seemed to have an unexpected effect. The black pillar of flame cracked again under the impact of the light, and the cracks rapidly widened. The power of the flame pillar began to weaken, and the mysterious figure let out a painful roar.
Just when everyone thought victory was in sight, the hall suddenly began to shake violently. Huge cracks appeared in the ground, and stones fell from the ceiling. Taking advantage of the situation, the mysterious figure strengthened the black pillar of flame again, which rushed towards the group with even greater speed and power than before.