nashuaworldcup Chapter 130 Shadow Attack and Desperate Counterattack
Chapter 130 Shadow Attack and Desperate Counterattack
The dark figure, shrouded in a chilling aura, pounced on the group like a ghost, its speed so great that it was upon them in the blink of an eye. The woman in black robes felt an overwhelming pressure wash over her. Instinctively, she gripped her sword tighter, shielding her hand containing the jade pendant behind her back, her mind racing with alarm bells. "Everyone be careful! This guy is up to no good!" she shouted, her eyes filled with determination. Even knowing the opponent's strength was unpredictable, she had no intention of backing down.
The man in white's face darkened. He held his jade flute horizontally in front of him, rapidly channeling spiritual energy into it, causing the flute to shine brightly. He knew the situation was critical; a single misstep could extinguish the hard-won chance of survival everyone had secured. "I'll risk it all!" he silently vowed, playing his jade flute. A stirring melody burst forth, transforming into sharp blades of spiritual energy that shot towards the shadowy figure. These blades, carrying his desperate resolve, whistled through the chaotic space.
Ling'er, terrified, hid behind the gray-robed old man, her small hands clutching his robes tightly, her large eyes filled with fear, her body trembling uncontrollably. But seeing everyone struggling to resist, she bit her lip, forcing back her fear, and rummaged through the scrolls for any possible solutions, silently praying that she could quickly find a way to resolve the crisis. "There must be a way, there must be," she kept repeating to herself.
The gray-robed old man, leaning on his cane, chanted incantations. A spiritual energy shield emerged from the tip of his cane, enveloping the group. The shield emitted a faint glow, serving as a last line of defense in the dim, chaotic environment. However, as the shadowy figure approached, the shield flickered, cracks appearing, clearly under immense pressure. "Even if I have to give my last breath, I won't let this evil creature harm the children," he gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, as he poured more spiritual energy into the shield, attempting to reinforce the crumbling defense.
Facing the incoming spiritual energy blades, the dark figure neither dodged nor evaded. Instead, a strange black mist emanated from its body, and the spiritual energy blades, upon touching the mist, vanished instantly, disappearing without a trace. The dark figure continued forward, slamming into the spiritual energy shield. With a deafening boom, the shield, unable to withstand the force, shattered instantly. The powerful impact sent everyone flying backward, crashing to the ground.
The woman in black robes scrambled to her feet, a sense of powerlessness washing over her as she watched the approaching shadowy figure. She quickly suppressed this feeling and charged forward again, sword in hand. Her movements were agile, her swordplay fierce, each strike aimed at the shadowy figure's vitals, trying to find an opening. But the shadowy figure was elusive, and the woman's attacks consistently missed. Before she could react, one of the shadowy figures' hands transformed into a long, black whip, lashing out at her with deadly force.
"Watch out!" the man in white exclaimed, blowing his jade flute again. His spiritual energy transformed into a strong rope, wrapping around the black whip in an attempt to block its attack. The whip and rope collided, crackling and sparking as their spiritual energy surged.
Taking advantage of the moment, the gray-robed elder steadied himself, raised his cane, and released waves of spiritual energy towards the shadowy figure. These waves contained powerful spiritual energy, carrying the profound foundation he had cultivated over many years. They bombarded the shadowy figure wave after wave, attempting to disrupt its movements and create an opportunity for the black-robed woman to attack.
Ling'er no longer cared about being afraid. She closed her eyes and quickly recited an ancient incantation recorded on the scroll. As she recited, a golden light shone from the scroll, which gathered into a rune and flew towards the dark figure. Wherever the rune went, the chaotic darkness seemed to be dispelled.
The shadowy figure seemed to sense the threat. It let out an angry roar, and the black mist grew even thicker. Its body suddenly swelled up, instantly breaking free from the restraints of the spiritual energy ropes and light waves, and pounced towards Ling'er, clearly wanting to deal with this "threat" that released the runes first.
"Ling'er!" Everyone exclaimed in unison. The woman in black robes was extremely anxious and rushed towards the shadowy figure without regard for anything else. She poured all her spiritual power into her sword and stabbed fiercely at the shadowy figure's back. This sword strike carried her do-or-die spirit. If it hit, it would definitely cause considerable damage to the shadowy figure.
The man in white quickly began playing his jade flute, the music transforming into chains of spiritual energy that coiled around the dark figure, attempting to restrict its movements and prevent it from harming Ling'er.
The gray-robed elder quickly moved in front of Ling'er, stomped his cane heavily on the ground, and a wall of spiritual energy rose up, blocking Ling'er and the shadowy figure. The wall emitted a soft light, and although it looked thin, it contained all of the gray-robed elder's protective power.
The shadowy figure's attack struck the spiritual energy earthen wall, causing it to tremble violently, its light flickering, and cracks spreading rapidly. Fortunately, it temporarily blocked the shadowy figure's fatal blow.
The black-robed woman's sword successfully pierced the shadowy figure's back. The figure let out a painful roar, and the black mist churned violently. It suddenly turned around, grabbed the black-robed woman's sword, and flung her away, sending her flying. She crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"No!" The man in white and the old man in gray shouted at the same time, their hearts filled with anger and anxiety. They launched an even fiercer attack on the black shadow, unleashing a variety of attacks such as spiritual energy blades, light waves, and spell runes. In an instant, the chaotic space was filled with intertwined and flashing spiritual energy, and the battle became extremely intense.
Under the combined attack of the group, the shadowy figure gradually became illusory. Just when everyone thought it was about to be defeated, the shadowy figure suddenly turned into a cloud of black smoke and floated towards the newly opened door. It seemed that it wanted to rush into the door and take away everyone's life.
"We can't let it succeed!" The woman in black robes struggled to her feet and shouted, ignoring her injuries, she chased after the door.
Everyone realized what was happening and rushed toward the door, but the dark figure was moving extremely fast and was about to enter the room.
What would happen if the shadowy figure rushed inside? Was the world beyond the door a true haven of life, or just another unknown trap of danger? Everything was once again shrouded in tension and suspense, awaiting the answers...