20demayo Chapter 271 Dark Assault and the Prophecy Enigma
Chapter 271 Dark Assault and the Prophecy Enigma
Taking advantage of the crowd's distraction, the dark figure launched a lightning-fast attack. Powerful dark energy, like a surging tsunami, instantly engulfed the entire cave. Within the darkness, countless ferocious faces seemed to roar, releasing a chilling aura of destruction.
Huanmo felt an overwhelming force rushing towards him. Instinctively, he raised his divine weapon, trying to block the fatal blow. "Everyone, be careful!" he shouted hoarsely, his voice so small in the darkness, yet filled with worry for his companions. At this moment, he was filled with self-reproach. If he hadn't been distracted for a moment, they wouldn't have been in such a desperate situation.
Ling'er was thrown backward by the sudden surge of dark power, nearly dropping the scroll from her hand. "Brother Huanmo!" she cried out in terror, tears welling in her eyes, fear engulfing her like a tidal wave. Her body slammed heavily against the cave wall, a sharp pain sending a jolt through her, almost causing her to faint.
Wanru and the woman in white supported each other, but they still couldn't withstand the impact of the dark power. A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Wanru's mouth. She gritted her teeth and shouted, "We can't fall! We can't die like this!" The woman in white was as pale as paper. Her hands trembled as she resisted the darkness, but her eyes still showed determination.
The guardian unleashed his full defensive magic, attempting to erect a protective barrier for everyone. However, the dark power was too overwhelming; his spells were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and the barrier teetered on the brink of collapse. "This dark power is even stronger than before..." He frowned, his heart filled with helplessness and despair.
Under the relentless onslaught of the dark forces, everyone's situation grew increasingly dire. Huanmo exerted all his strength, pushing the light of his divine artifact to its limit, attempting to tear a hole in the darkness. The artifact's light collided with the dark forces, erupting in dazzling light and deafening roars. But the dark forces, like a raging beast, relentlessly assaulted his defenses.
Ling'er, suppressing her pain, clutched the book tightly, trying to draw strength from it. Her fingers trembled as she turned the pages, searching for a spell that could help everyone. "There must be a way..." she murmured, tears blurring her vision, but she didn't give up.
Wanru and the woman in white worked together. Wanru wielded her broken weapon, slashing at the hideous faces in the darkness, while the woman in white cast various spells from behind, attempting to weaken the dark power. However, their attacks were largely ineffective; the dark power seemed endless, relentlessly surging towards them.
The guardian maintained the defensive barrier while desperately trying to devise a countermeasure. A hint of confusion flickered in his eyes. "This shadowy figure seems to have sensed the threat of the prophecy, which is why it's attacking us relentlessly. But what exactly does this prophecy mean? And how can we decipher it?" His mind was filled with doubt, but his current predicament left him no time for deeper thought.
Just when everyone was almost in despair, the scroll in Ling'er's hand suddenly emitted a strange light. The light was soft yet full of power, gradually dispelling the surrounding darkness. To everyone's surprise, the runes on the scroll began to flicker, as if telling ancient secrets.
“This is…” Huanmo was overjoyed. He could sense that this mysterious power might be the key to their escape from their predicament.
Ling'er concentrated, trying to decipher the meaning of the runes on the scroll. "Brother Huanmo, I think I understand something. This scroll seems to be guiding us to find a mysterious power. Only by finding it can we unravel the prophecy and defeat the darkness," she said, a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
The mysterious figure stepped forward, carefully examining the runes on the scroll. "Indeed, the arrangement of these runes is similar to the sealing runes we saw before. Perhaps this mysterious power is intricately connected to the seal."
Huanmo took a deep breath and said, "Listen up, everyone. We'll first resist the dark forces, and at the same time, look for clues about this mysterious power. Ling'er, continue deciphering the scrolls and see if you can find more information."
Everyone nodded, mustering their courage once more, and began a desperate struggle against the forces of darkness. Bathed in the light of the scrolls, they seemed to find a glimmer of hope, and their will to fight grew even stronger.
However, the shadowy figure seemed to sense the threat posed by the book's light. It let out an angry roar, and its dark power intensified once more. The darkness that had been dispersed by the book's light rapidly converged and surged towards the group again.
"Not good, the shadowy figure has intensified its attack!" Huanmo shouted, his voice filled with anxiety.
Everyone gritted their teeth, trying their best to resist the onslaught of the dark forces. But the dark forces surged like a raging tide, wave after wave, and their defenses were on the verge of collapse.
Ling'er struggled to decipher the scroll while looking at everyone with concern. "Brother Huanmo, I need some more time," she said, her voice tinged with helplessness.
Huanmo looked at Ling'er and said firmly, "Ling'er, focus on deciphering the scrolls, we will persevere."
At this moment, the group struggles to withstand the onslaught of dark forces, while the mysterious prophecy remains shrouded in mist, awaiting their unraveling. Can they find the mysterious power, decipher the prophecy, and defeat the shadowy figure amidst this perilous situation? Everything is still uncertain. The tense atmosphere, like an invisible net, tightly envelops them, and their fate once again hangs by a thread…