Blacksmith Zhao picked up the jade flute that fell on the ground and felt the cold touch from the flute body. He looked at everyone with ecstasy.
Xiaohong helped up the injured man in white with heartache...
Xiaohong hurriedly ran towards the man in white and carefully helped him up.
Her eyes were filled with love and worry, and she gently stroked the wound on his chest, tears streaming down: "How are you? Does it hurt?" The man in white stared at her gently, with a smile on his pale face, and shook his head weakly: "I'm fine, don't worry." He held Xiaohong's hand, felt the warmth in her palm, and a warm current surged in his heart.
Luo Xiaoyu struggled to get up and staggered toward Doctor Zhang, tears blurring her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Doctor Zhang, I..." She choked and couldn't say a complete sentence.
Doctor Zhang's eyes were also wet. He hugged Luo Xiaoyu and patted her back gently. His voice trembled: "It's me that I shouldn't be confused by the sound of flute, and I hurt you." The two hugged each other tightly, tears blended, and the warmth of friendship spread out at this moment.
As the crowd gradually woke up from the chaos, they looked at each other and realized that this crisis made them cherish each other more and made their relationship closer.
After experiencing the test of life and death, the bond between them has become even more unbreakable.
Just as everyone was sorting out their thoughts and preparing to celebrate victory, the ancient scroll in Blacksmith Zhao's hand suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
Everyone looked in surprise and found new runes appearing on the scroll. These runes were twisted and wriggled like tadpoles, emitting a mysterious aura.
At the same time, the originally clear sky suddenly became dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the wind was howling, as if something huge was about to happen.
Everyone looked at each other, and an inexplicable sense of uneasiness arose in their hearts.
"This...what is going on?" Zhao Blacksmith said in a trembling voice, and the ancient scroll in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Everyone gathered around the scroll, staring at the newly appeared runes...
The runes on the scroll were squirming like living things, emitting a strange light.
Everyone gathered around the scrolls, staring at these mysterious symbols nervously, and everyone's face was filled with worry.
Blacksmith Zhao's hands trembled slightly, as if he was holding a red soldering iron.
The originally clear sky was now covered with clouds, covering the sky and the light around it quickly dimmed, as if it was swallowed by some force.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur, which made people feel suffocated.
The cold wind whistled past, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground, making a creepy rustling sound.
Xiaohong's heart was pounding, and she felt an inexplicable force attracting her.
She couldn't help but reach out and gently touched one of the runes.
In an instant, the rune burst out with dazzling black light, and a beam of light rushed straight into the sky, tearing a huge crack into the gloomy sky.
With the emergence of the black light column, a huge figure slowly landed from the crack.
It was tall, covered with black flames, and its scarlet eyes flashed with fierce light, staring at everyone.
Shadow Demon!
Fear surged into the hearts of everyone like a tide, and they couldn't help but retreat.
"Don't be afraid, I'll protect you!" The man in white stood up and blocked everyone. At some point, a long sword emitting cold light appeared in his hand.
The Shadow Demon let out a deafening roar, and the sound waves spread like shock waves. Everyone covered their ears and squatted down in pain.
"Children, don't be afraid! We will definitely defeat it!" Grandma Lin's voice sounded in the crowd. Although her voice trembled, it was full of power.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at Grandma Lin's firm eyes. The fear in their hearts gradually faded, replaced by an unyielding fighting spirit.
They held their weapons tightly and prepared to face the fierce battle.
The shadow demon opened his bloody mouth, and a strong black flame suddenly gushed out, like a roaring wave, instantly swallowing the position where everyone was originally standing.
The hot temperature burned the air, the ground was burned black, and even wisps of blue smoke rose.
Everyone exclaimed and scattered to avoid it. Mars flew everywhere, falling like raindrops, burning their skin.
Blacksmith Zhao raised the huge hammer in his hand and tried to block the fierce flames.
However, the black flame was like a bone-attached gangrene, instantly wrapped the hammer, and the high temperature quickly transmitted to his hands.
He groaned, his tiger's mouth was numb, his whole body was wrapped in flames, and he staggered back several steps, hitting hard on the stone wall behind him.
Liehun, who was beside him, widened his eyes in horror. Looking at the embarrassing appearance of the blacksmith Zhao, the hunting fork in his hand couldn't help but slid down.
Seeing this, the man in white looked trembling, and the sword in his hand flipped, and silver-white sword energy broke out of the air, stabbing the shadow demon straight into the shadow.
The sword energy was like a rushing river, with fierce murderous intent, but when it came into contact with the black flames of the Shadow Demon, it was instantly swallowed up, as if a mud cow had entered the sea without causing any sensation.
The Shadow Demon roared disdainfully, waving his huge claws, sweeping towards the crowd with the howling sound of tearing the air.
The wind is like a knife, and wherever you pass, the grass and trees are broken and dust is flying.
Everyone hid, but several people were still hit by the aftermath and fell to the ground screaming.
At this moment, a golden light lit up from behind the crowd. The mysterious old man held an ancient wooden stick in his hand. Runes shone on the stick. At the same time, the rune spirit was also floating in the air, and a soft white light was condensed between his hands.
The two forces gathered together to form a dazzling column of light, rushing towards the Shadow Demon.
The beam of light collided with the black flames, making a deafening roar. The two forces intertwined violently in the air, and the surrounding air was stirred up in chaos, twisting and deforming like boiling water.
The strong energy fluctuations made the ground start to tremble, as if it was about to crack.
During the battle, Luo Xiaoyu could not dodge and was swept by the shadow demon's claws. Her body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound.
When Xiaohong saw this scene, she was anxious and her face was full of worry.
She wanted to rush over, but was blocked by the chaotic crowd.
Everyone was suppressed by the shadow demon and retreated step by step, and wounds of varying degrees appeared on their bodies, and their clothes were stained with blood.
Their breathing gradually became heavy, their physical strength began to be overdrawn, and the feeling of despair in their hearts surged like a tide.
The atmosphere was extremely depressed, as if it would completely collapse in the next moment.
Doctor Zhang wanted to get close to the wounded and give a helping hand, but the shadow demon's attack was like a shadow, making him unable to get close at all. He could only wait and see anxiously from a distance. The huge pressure made him feel powerless.
Just when everyone was about to be unable to hold on, Luo Xiaoyu, who was usually reckless, suddenly calmed down. She gritted her teeth, and a strange light flashed in her eyes, and slowly got up from the ground...
Luo Xiaoyu struggled to stand up, wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were extremely calm.
She kept observing the attack mode of the Shadow Demon and found that although it was powerful, its attack method was a bit single, and there would be a brief accumulation of power before each large-scale attack.
This discovery ignited a glimmer of hope in her heart.
"Please note! Its attack is regular! It will pause before every large-scale attack, and then the runes on the chest will flash!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted loudly, although the voice was weak, it clearly reached everyone's ears.
Everyone looked at this usually reckless girl in surprise. Unexpectedly, at such a critical moment, she could remain calm and discover the weakness of the Shadow Demon.
"Attack the runes on its chest!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted again, and quickly avoided another attack from the Shadow Demon.
When everyone heard this, they immediately understood what she meant and turned the attack target to the runes on the Shadow Demon's chest.
The man in white took the lead, and the long sword in his hand turned into a silver light, piercing the shadow demon's chest.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Blacksmith's hammer, Li Hunter's hunting fork, Elder Chen's talisman, and other villagers' weapons all fell on the Shadow Demon like raindrops.
The Shadow Demon's attack was interrupted and he let out a painful roar.
It waving its paws in anger and tried to fight back, but every attack was skillfully avoided by everyone.
Luo Xiaoyu took the opportunity to observe the Shadow Demon and found that after each attack, his eyes would briefly close.
"Its eyes are weakness!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted again, "Attack its eyes!"
When everyone heard this, they immediately concentrated their strength to attack the shadow demon's eyes.
Light flashed, crossing the night sky like a meteor, accurately hitting the shadow demon's eyes.
The Shadow Demon let out a shrill scream, his huge body trembled violently, and the black flames gradually faded out, eventually turning into a ball of black mist and dissipating in the air.
Everyone cheered and the joy of surviving the disaster was filled with everyone's face.
At this moment, a ball of black light slowly fell in the dissipated black fog and merged into Luo Xiaoyu's body.
Luo Xiaoyu felt a powerful force pouring into her body. She raised her head in surprise, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.
"I..." Luo Xiaoyu murmured to herself, feeling the surging power in her body, and an unprecedented feeling surged into her heart.
"This is..." Elder Chen looked at Luo Xiaoyu, his eyes full of shock, "The power of shadow..."
Xiaohong rushed forward excitedly, hugged Luo Xiaoyu tightly, and said with a sob: "Xiaoyu, you are so awesome! Thank you for saving us!" Luo Xiaoyu blinked playfully, patted Xiaohong's back gently, and smiled: "Hehe, I mean it! We are good sisters, it should be!"
The man in white quickly walked to Xiaohong, gently hugged her into his arms, and asked with concern: "Are you injured?" Xiaohong shook his head, snuggled in his warm arms, feeling his breath, and felt his heart full of security.
She looked up at him, her eyes circling, and her tenderness was like water.
The man in white held her hand tightly and stared at her affectionately.
The people who survived the disaster sat together, sharing food and water, and bandaging each other's wounds.
After experiencing this life-and-death battle, their relationship has become deeper and their trust has become stronger.
The laughter echoed in the valley, dispelling the haze of the past, and the warm sunshine shone on everyone's face, as if blessing them.
Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, Elder Chen suddenly exclaimed: "No! The runes on the ancient scroll have changed again!" Everyone hurriedly surrounded them, and saw that the runes on the ancient scroll were twisting like tadpoles, emitting a more strange light.
An ominous premonition is overwhelming everyone's heart.
Suddenly, a huge roar came from afar, and the earth trembled, as if something huge was approaching.
Everyone's faces changed drastically, and they looked in the direction of the roar...
"What is that?" Zhao Blacksmith's voice trembled, as if he had seen something terrible.
In the distance, a black mist rose from the horizon, accompanied by a dull roar, like the breath of a giant beast, hitting everyone's hearts one by one.
Everyone was nervously watching the black fog getting closer and closer, and their uneasy emotions grew like wild grass.
The earth began to tremble, first shaking slightly, then became more and more violent, as if something was a giant breaking out of the ground.
Liehun held the hunting knife tightly with his hands. The sweat on the hilt soaked the rough leather, and his burly body trembled slightly.
The black mist dissipated and a giant appeared in front of everyone.
Its body is huge, like a hill, covered with a metal shell, reflecting a cold luster in the sun.
The complex mechanical structure, the flashing indicator lights, and the huge metal claws all exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.
Everyone was stunned by the sudden scene, and fear surged into their hearts like a tide.
The man in white took a deep breath and stood up. He tried to communicate with the mechanical beast in a calm tone: "We are..."
Before he finished speaking, the mechanical beast launched an attack without warning.
A dazzling laser light shot out from its head and headed straight for everyone.
A scorching breath swept over in an instant, and a deep gully was burned into the ground.
Everyone exclaimed and dodged in scattering, and avoided the fatal blow.
"Be careful, everyone!" Grandma Lin's sharp shouts echoed in the valley, awakening everyone who was still in shock.
They hurriedly looked for cover to avoid this sudden attack.
The giant beast's metal claws stepped heavily on the ground, making deafening sounds, and each step seemed to hit everyone's hearts.
"Boom!" Another loud bang, a missile fired out of the mechanical beast, dragging its long tail flames into the sky, then drew an arc and fell in the direction where everyone was.
"Do not to escape!"
The attack of the mechanical beast poured down like a storm, and the laser beam and missile intertwined into a snare of death, forcing everyone into a desperate situation.
The hot laser cuts through the air, leaving behind charred marks, and each strafing is accompanied by a tooth-scautious cutting sound.
The missile dragged its long tail flame and drew a twisted trajectory in the air. The explosion shock wave wrapped around the rolling heat waves, blew the ground into a pothole.
Blacksmith Zhao roared angrily, waved the huge hammer in his hand, trying to block an oncoming missile.
However, at the moment the missile exploded, a powerful shock wave lifted him out and fell heavily to the ground, making a dull impact sound.
His burly body twitched a few times, blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and the hammer in his hand also came out of his hand and rolled down weakly.
Elder Chen looked at Zhao's blacksmith who fell to the ground with injuries, frowned, and was turbid.
Seeing this, the man in white looked shaking, his hands quickly formed seals, and he muttered something.
An invisible mana fluctuation spreads around him as the center, trying to interfere with the attack system of the mechanical monster.
The mechanical beast's movements indeed showed a slight pause, and the emission frequency of the laser beam was significantly slowed down.
However, this brief pause did not last long. The indicator light of the mechanical beast flashed a few times, and then it resumed its previous attack frequency, even more violently.
Just as everyone was feeling despair, the mysterious old man suddenly opened his eyes, his hair and beard were wide open, his eyes were like torches, like a sharp sword unsheathed.
He slowly raised his hands, and his palms were facing upwards, and a powerful force surged out of his body, reflecting with the rune spirit standing beside him.
A dazzling light emanated from the rune elf, and countless runes flew out of her body, intertwining them in the air into mysterious patterns.
With the combined force of the two, a huge energy shield appeared above everyone's heads, blocking all attacks.
The surrounding air is distorted and deformed by the fluctuations of energy, making a buzzing sound, as if the space is torn apart.
However, the attack of the mechanical monster did not stop, but became even more crazy. The laser beam and missiles continued to bombard the energy shield, making deafening loud noises.
Under the ruthless attack of the mechanical giant beast, many people could not avoid it. They carried wounds of large or small. Luo Xiaoyu's arm was scratched by laser, leaving a shocking burnt mark. Xiaohong saw Luo Xiaoyu's injury and his eyes turned red in an instant.
Everyone was forced into a small corner by the mechanical beast, with almost no way out, and the aura of despair enveloped everyone's heart.
The explosions, screams, and metal impacts around them intertwined to form a symphony of death.
Doctor Zhang was anxiously treating the injured, but in this dangerous environment, it was difficult to simply bandage him. Sweat beads oozing out of his forehead, his teeth were tightly clenched, and his face was pale.
Just when everyone thought it was impossible to escape, the taciturn Blacksmith Zhao, who had been silent, suddenly struggled to stand up. His eyes were like torch, staring at the mechanical beast in front of him, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Blacksmith Zhao struggled to stand up, his eyes extremely firm, as if rekindled the torch of hope.
Everyone looked at him in shock, wondering why he could still stand up at such a critical moment.
Blacksmith Zhao's eyes tightly locked the legs of the mechanical giant beast. It was the most fragile part of the mechanical giant beast and the only defense line that could be broken through.
"Its legs!" Zhao Blacksmith suddenly shouted, his voice hoarse, but it was extremely clear.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, but they quickly reacted.
Chapter completed!