nashuaworldcup Chapter 265 Dark Counterattack
Chapter 265 Dark Counterattack
As soon as the guardian finished speaking, the darkness that had been gradually dissipating in the cave seemed to be pulled together by an invisible force, rapidly coalescing. The space, which had just regained its tranquility, was instantly shrouded in gloom once more. The darkness, as black as ink, churned and surged, like a ferocious beast about to devour its prey.
Huanmo's heart skipped a beat, a strong sense of crisis surging within him. He quickly gripped his divine artifact, warily watching the ever-forming mass of darkness. "Everyone be careful, this final counterattack is definitely not to be underestimated!" he shouted to his companions, his voice echoing in the oppressive cave, carrying a hint of tension and determination. At this moment, his heart was filled with worry. After the previous battle, everyone's spiritual energy had been depleted to varying degrees. Facing this unknown strength of the dark counterattack, he had no confidence that they could once again hold the seal.
Ling'er's face turned deathly pale, fear gripping her heart once more. But looking at Huanmo's resolute back, she took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "Brother Huanmo, I'm not afraid," she whispered, her voice trembling, but her eyes showing a hint of stubbornness. She clutched the book tightly, hoping to draw strength from it to aid her in the battle to come.
Wanru and the woman in white exchanged a glance, both seeing unwavering resolve in each other's eyes. Wanru gripped her weapon tighter, despite its damage, her gaze unyielding. "Hmph, no matter how many times it comes, we won't be afraid!" The woman in white nodded slightly, her hands rapidly gathering spiritual energy, preparing to meet the impending attack. Her lips trembled slightly, whether from tension or excessive energy depletion, but her eyes shone with unwavering determination.
The guardian stood before the crowd, his light growing ever stronger. "This dark power's obsession runs deep; we must give it our all." His voice was steady and powerful, instilling a sense of confidence in the group. However, a hint of worry lingered in his eyes; after all, even he wasn't entirely clear about the true nature of this dark power.
In the blink of an eye, the condensed dark power transformed into a black tidal wave, surging towards the group with overwhelming force. Within the tidal wave, countless ferocious faces seemed to roar, emanating a chilling aura. The cave trembled violently under the impact of this power, and rocks fell one after another.
Huanmo launched the first attack, unleashing the full power of his divine artifact. A dazzling beam of light shot forth from the artifact, meeting the raging dark tide head-on. The light collided with the darkness, erupting in a burst of intense light and a deafening roar. However, the power of the dark tide was too overwhelming; Huanmo's light only managed to block it for a moment before being engulfed by the darkness.
"Attack together, everyone!" Huanmo shouted. Ling'er quickly released purifying light from the scroll, attempting to weaken the power of darkness. The purifying light flickered in the darkness, like a beacon, briefly illuminating a corner of the darkness. Wanru and the woman in white were not to be outdone. Wanru brandished her weapon and charged into the darkness, each swing carrying a sharp momentum; the woman in white, on the other hand, cast powerful spells from behind, beams of light shooting like arrows towards the raging dark tide.
The guardian rapidly formed hand seals while chanting incantations. A massive barrier of light rose from his hands, enveloping everyone. The light barrier clashed with the raging dark tide, and for a moment, light and darkness intertwined within the cave, resulting in a stalemate.
However, the dark tide seemed endless, crashing against their defenses wave after wave. Huanmo and the others could feel their power gradually dwindling, and their defenses beginning to show signs of weakening.
Just as everyone was feeling somewhat overwhelmed, strange lights suddenly appeared on the cave walls. The light grew stronger and stronger, gradually coalescing into ancient runes. These runes shimmered with a mysterious light, resonating with the power of the guardians and Huanmo and the others.
"This is..." The guardian looked at the runes on the wall in surprise, a hint of joy on his face. "These runes are auxiliary powers left over from when the dark power was sealed away. I didn't expect them to be activated at this crucial moment."
Upon hearing this, Huanmo and the others were overjoyed. They could sense that with the appearance of the runes, the power of the dark tide seemed to be suppressed to some extent. "Everyone, use the power of the runes to increase your attack!" Huanmo shouted loudly.
Everyone immediately adjusted their stance, using the power emanating from the runes to launch another attack on the dark tide. Huanmo's artifact shone even brighter, Ling'er's purifying light became even stronger, and Wanru and the woman in white's attacks became even more ferocious. The guardians guided the power of the runes, merging it with the power of the group to form an even more powerful combined force.
Under the combined attack of everyone, the dark tide finally began to show signs of retreating. The black waves gradually subsided, and the hideous faces within them slowly disappeared.
Just when everyone thought the dark forces were about to be completely defeated, the dark tide suddenly stopped retreating and instead began to gather power once more. This time, the dark power coalesced into a gigantic black figure. The figure was indistinct, but it exuded an aura even more powerful than before.
"Oh no! This dark power seems to have mutated!" The guardian's expression changed, and he shouted loudly.
The black figure slowly raised its arm and swung it towards the group. A powerful dark force surged from its arm, like a black dragon, rushing towards them. Huanmo and the others quickly cast defensive spells, but the dark force was too strong, and their defenses were breached in an instant.
Struck by the dark power, everyone was sent flying backward. Huanmo crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Ling'er, Wanru, and the woman in white also sustained injuries of varying degrees. Although the guardian managed to withstand some of the force, he was pale and swaying.
The black figure slowly approached the group, each step causing the cave to tremble. It emanated an aura of destruction, as if it intended to obliterate everything. Huanmo and the others struggled to their feet, watching the approaching black figure, their hearts filled with despair. In this near-desperate moment, could they find a new way to fight this mutated dark power? What kind of disaster would this black figure bring them? Everything remained unknown; the fear of the unknown, like a thick gloom, shrouded them, and their fate once again hung by a thread…