allonlinenovel Chapter 168 Desperate Measures and the Dawn in the Mist
Chapter 168 Desperate Measures and the Dawn in the Mist
Inside the stone chamber, sharp fire spikes rained down like a dense barrage of arrows, relentlessly pounding against everyone's spiritual energy shields, producing deafening roars. Each impact widened the cracks in the shields, dimming their light, as if they might shatter like fragile glass at any moment. Waves of intense heat, accompanied by the howling of flames, assaulted their senses, causing a sharp, cutting pain to their skin.
Huanmo knew the situation was dire, and a desperate resolve surged within him. His eyes were as firm as iron, fixed on the black core emanating an eerie light from the fire giant's chest—their only hope. "Listen up, everyone! We have no way out! Concentrate all your spiritual power and charge with me to attack its core!" he roared, his voice filled with unwavering determination, trying to ignite the last vestiges of fighting spirit in his men. Although he was utterly exhausted and the pain of his wounds was constant, he understood that as their leader, he had to demonstrate unwavering faith.
Wanru took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her inner fear. Her eyes shone with determination as she nodded vigorously, "Alright, Huanmo, we'll charge with you!" She gripped the jade flute tightly, her fingers trembling slightly with tension and excitement. She knew this was a life-or-death battle; the slightest mistake would mean their annihilation. But for her companions, for survival, she was willing to fight to the death.
Although Ling'er was filled with fear, seeing the determined looks in Huanmo and Wanru's eyes, she mustered her courage. "Brother Huanmo, I can do it too!" Her voice trembled slightly, yet it was full of determination. She hugged the book tightly, pouring the last bit of spiritual power she could muster into it. Golden light flickered around her, adding a faint glimmer of light to this dark and desperate situation.
The woman in white, her expression solemn, played her guqin, continuously channeling spiritual energy into the shield as she spoke, "I will try my best to maintain the shield and buy everyone time. Huanmo, find the right moment and charge with all your might!" Her music was both stirring and steady, as if playing a battle song for the charge. Although fatigue was evident on her face, her eyes still shone with calmness and focus.
Huanmo felt a surge of warmth in his heart as he sensed the determination of his companions. "Alright, everyone get ready!" He gripped his sword tightly, the blade trembling slightly as it was infused with powerful spiritual energy. As the fire giant continued to fire spikes, the cracks on the shield multiplied, until finally, with a "crack," a corner of the shield shattered, and the fire spikes poured in like a tidal wave.
"Now's the time, charge!" Huanmo shouted, charging towards the fire giant first. He swung his sword, severing the approaching fire spikes one by one. The scorching flames left wounds on his body, but he did not stop in the slightest.
Wanru followed closely behind, unleashing powerful wind blades to clear a path for Huanmo. The wind blades whistled through the flames, scattering some of the fire spikes.
Ling'er, on the other hand, was at the rear, struggling to maintain the light of the scroll, providing the last bit of spiritual energy support for everyone. Her face was flushed red from the effort, and her clothes were soaked with sweat, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered.
The woman in white played her zither, disrupting the fire giant's movements, while keeping an eye on everyone else. Her music alternated between high-pitched and low notes, attempting to throw off the fire giant's rhythm.
With everyone's efforts, they finally broke through the fire spikes' blockade and reached the fire giant. Huanmo seized the opportunity, leaping high into the air, his sword flashing like lightning as he thrust towards the fire giant's chest. "Break!" he roared, the blade carrying powerful spiritual energy, piercing fiercely into the black core.
The fire giant let out a deafening roar, shaking the entire stone house. A burst of intense light erupted from its black core, the light intertwining with the flames, instantly illuminating the stone house as if it were daytime. The fire giant's body began to tremble violently, and the surrounding flames became chaotic.
"It worked?" Wanru exclaimed in surprise.
However, just when everyone thought victory was in sight, the mysterious voice rang out again, filled with anger and madness: "You think you can destroy me like this? I will not let you succeed!" As the voice fell, the light at the black core suddenly reversed, tightly gripping Huanmo's sword. At the same time, the fire giant's body began to recover rapidly, and the previously weakened flames burned fiercely once more.
"Oh no, this is a trap!" Huanmo cried out inwardly, trying to draw his sword but unable to break free. The fire giant slowly raised its arm and slammed it down hard on Huanmo.
In this critical moment, can Huanmo break free from the black core's pull and evade the fire giant's attack? How will everyone cope with this sudden turn of events? Just how many more hidden tricks does that mysterious being possess? Everything is once again plunged into deep uncertainty and crisis, and everyone's fate hangs in the balance like a candle in the wind...