Before Elder Chen finished speaking, the light of the treasure box suddenly converged, and the runes disappeared, as if everything just happened was just an illusion.
Everyone carefully got up from the ground and rubbed the painful parts. They looked at both expecting the treasure box and deeply vigilant.
They slowly approached the stone platform, walking extremely cautiously at every step, as if they were stepping on thin ice.
The treasure box lay quietly on the stone platform, with a metallic surface, and no abnormality was seen.
The air around was extremely solemn, and an inexplicable sense of oppression enveloped everyone, making people almost breathless.
Runes on the ground emerged again, this time they flashed even more violently, and the dark blue light jumped like ghost fire, emitting an unsettling aura.
Xiaohong took a deep breath, slowly stretched out her hand, and gently touched the surface of the treasure box with her fingertips.
A current instantly spread throughout her body. She suddenly retracted her hand and exclaimed: "Ah!"
Suddenly, the lid of the treasure box opened automatically, and a dazzling light burst out.
Immediately afterwards, several magic puppets jumped out of the treasure box. They held various weapons in their hands, making a clang of metal collisions, and rushed towards everyone with great momentum.
"Be careful!" The man in white shouted softly, and his figure flashed, blocking everyone.
He waved his hands, and a powerful force of wind swept out, trying to force the puppet back.
However, these puppets were extremely flexible and rolled in the air to avoid them, and then continued to pounce on everyone.
Li Liehuo, who was standing aside, nervously clasped the hunting knife in his hand, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.
Luo Xiaoyu and Zhao Blacksmith looked at each other, and they roared angrily at the same time, waving their weapons toward the puppet.
However, with the large number of puppets and the tacit cooperation, Luo Xiaoyu and Zhao Blacksmith were quickly besieged and fell into trouble.
At this moment, an old figure appeared in front of everyone.
It was the mysterious old man who guided them here before.
A rune spirit with a soft light floating beside him.
The old man and the rune elf stretched out their hands at the same time, muttering words, and a powerful magic wave spread in the air.
"Get back!" The old man shouted loudly, his voice full of majesty.
The puppets rushed over like a torrent of steel. Luo Xiaoyu waved his long sword and slashed on the arm of a puppet, but only a shallow scratch. The sharp sound of metal collision resounded through the ears.
Another puppet took the opportunity to wave his mace and hit Zhao Blacksmith on the back. Zhao Blacksmith groaned, staggered a few steps, and almost fell down.
While avoiding the attack of the puppets, Doctor Zhang was busy treating the wounded. The bitter taste of the herbs filled the air, mixed with the smell of blood, which was disgusting.
Xiaohong's arm was cut by a puppet's sharp claws, and the blood instantly dyed her sleeves red. The severe pain made her unable to help but take a breath.
She fell to the ground, staring at the puppet approaching step by step, her body trembling.
When the man in white saw Xiaohong being injured, his eyes were so bitter that he tried to break through, but was entangled by other puppets, and he was so anxious that he roared angrily.
The puppets were tireless and their attacks became more and more fierce. They gradually lost their energy and were all hungry.
Despair began to spread among the crowd, like trapped beasts, surrounded by a torrent of steel, without seeing a glimmer of hope.
Grandma Lin, who had been silent all the time, suddenly took out a yellowed talisman from her arms, and everyone looked at her in surprise.
Grandma Lin trembled her hands and put the talisman on a puppet.
An unexpected thing happened, and the puppet whose talisman was posted suddenly stopped and he stood stiffly.
Seeing this, everyone was excited, as if they saw a glimmer of dawn in the darkness.
"My ancestral talisman seems to be effective against these metal creations!" Although Grandma Lin's voice was weak, it was full of power.
Everyone immediately reacted and began to look for similar items, hoping to find a way to restrain the puppets.
At this moment, the ancient scroll elf gently floated to a puppet, and the soft light it emitted shone on the puppet. The puppet actually began to tremble, and the metal body made a squeaking sound, as if it was suffering trembling...
The light of the ancient scroll elves became more and more powerful, shining on the puppet, and the metal body made an overwhelming creaking sound, as if it would collapse at any time.
The puppets' movements became slower and slower, and eventually fell to the ground one by one, turning into piles of scrap iron.
Seeing this, everyone cheered and cheered, and the joy of the aftermath of the disaster was beyond words.
As the puppet fell, the runes around the treasure box gradually faded, and the sense of oppression disappeared without a trace.
Xiaohong stretched out her hand again. This time, she did not feel the electric current, but the touch was as warm as jade.
She pushed it lightly, and the lid of the treasure box was completely opened, revealing the treasure inside - a crystal emitting colorful light.
The crystal floats in the center of the treasure box and rotates slowly, and the surrounding air is twisted, as if it contains the power that can change the world.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the mysterious crystal, and they succeeded!
They unravel the secret of the treasure box and become heroes in the village!
Great glory and wealth came like a tide, flooding them.
Xiaohong and the man in white hugged each other tightly, tears intertwined.
The man in white looked at Xiaohong affectionately, "Are you okay?" he asked gently, with a hint of trembling in his voice.
Xiaohong snuggled in his arms happily and shook her head gently, "I'm fine, we succeed..."
Luo Xiaoyu hugged everyone excitedly, and laughter echoed in the cave.
"We did it!" she shouted, her eyes flashing with excitement.
Everyone hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's body temperature, and the warmth of friendship flowed in their hearts.
After experiencing this thrilling adventure, the relationship between them became even stronger as rock.
They fought side by side and faced danger together, and their trust and dependence reached unprecedented heights.
Elder Chen trembled his hands and stroked the crystal, and the light of wisdom flashed in his muddy eyes.
"This crystal..." he murmured to himself, with an indescribable tone.
"What kind of power does this crystal contain..."
Everyone carefully held the colorful crystal, and a warm current poured in from their fingertips and instantly spread throughout their bodies.
It is as gentle as jade, exuding a soft light, as if it contains the purest power in the world.
Feeling the crystal rhythm, a strong sense of mission surged in everyone's hearts - they wanted to use this power to benefit this land and get the suffering people out of poverty and disease.
They walked out of the cave and everything in front of them became completely different.
The originally deserted mountains are now full of green vegetation, with flowers blooming and butterflies flying.
The air is filled with the fragrance of soil and the fragrance of flowers and plants, which makes people feel refreshed.
The villagers who were suffering from illness were also radiant at this moment, with happy smiles on their faces.
An old man who had been paralyzed for many years was walking as fast as he could at this moment, running towards them excitedly, shouting: "Thank you God! Thank you!"
People sing and danced, celebrating this miraculous moment.
Their cheers rang through the sky and shook the entire valley.
Xiaohong and the man in white smiled at each other, while Luo Xiaoyu and Zhao Blacksmith waved their fists excitedly, with bright smiles on their faces.
While carefully observing the changes of the villagers, Doctor Zhang carefully recorded the data in his notebook.
Grandma Lin and Elder Chen looked at everything in front of them with relief.
Their names are like bright stars, remembered forever in history.
They became legends and became heroes passed down by word of mouth.
Their stories are like beautiful songs, passed down by generations of villagers.
However, just as everyone was immersed in the atmosphere of joy, a strange black crack suddenly appeared in the sky.
It was like a giant mouth opened by a monster, swallowing the light around it. A cold and evil aura surged out of the crack like a tide, instantly covering the earth.
The air became stagnant, the cheers came to an abrupt end, and replaced by a suffocating silence.
The villagers looked at the sky in horror, and even the people who were just smiling were frowning at this moment.
The temperature around suddenly dropped, as if it had entered an ice cellar. The gloomy atmosphere made everyone feel frightened.
The world that was full of vitality just now has become gloomy and terrifying, making people feel as if they are in hell.
An unknown fear envelops everyone's heart.
The man in white raised his head, staring at the dark crack with a torch, and his palms slowly clenched into a fist, as if suppressing the surging power in his heart. He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
The crack spread like a huge black pupil, staring coldly at the tiny creature below.
Everyone looked up at this horrifying scene, and the colors of vigilance and worry were intertwined in their eyes.
A bitter cold oozed out of the cracks, quickly swallowing the warmth around him, and the laughter and joy were instantly replaced by dead silence.
The world seemed to be covered with a gray filter, the originally vivid colors became dull, and the air was filled with suffocating depression.
Xiaohong snuggled tightly beside the man in white, her petite body trembled slightly, and fear spread in her eyes.
Suddenly, an evil force surged from the cracks of the darkness, turning into a group of hideous demons. They opened their teeth and claws and made a creepy scream, like a group of hungry beasts, pounced on everyone.
The man in white looked shaking, his hands quickly formed seals, and a powerful wind power hovered around him, forming a solid wind wall, trying to block the demon's attack.
"Be careful! They broke through the wind wall!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted in horror, his voice particularly harsh in the trembling air.
The demons roared, and their sharp claws tear apart the wind wall and continued to pounce on everyone.
"I'll do it!" Liehuo roared angrily, rushed towards the demon with a spear in his hand. Zhao Blacksmith followed closely behind, waving a heavy hammer.
However, the demons spewed black magic out of their mouths, hitting Li Liehun and Zhao Blacksmith. The two fell to the ground in pain and let out muffled groans.
At the critical moment, the mysterious old man and the rune elves joined forces to chant ancient spells, and a dazzling light shot out from their hands, forming a barrier that temporarily blocked the demon's attack.
The air was filled with the harsh sound of magic collisions, as if the whole world was trembling.
"It's not a solution to continue like this..." Elder Chen looked at the approaching demon, frowned, and said in a serious tone.
The demon's offensive became more and more fierce, and the black magic poured down like raindrops.
Screams came one after another, and Liehun's arm was cut by the devil's sharp claws, and blood gushed out.
Zhao Blacksmith's legs were also hit by the demon's magic. He curled up on the ground in pain, and the heavy breathing sound echoed in the air.
Doctor Zhang was busy bandaging the wounded, and the smell of herbs was filled with the air, but it could not hide the strong smell of blood.
Sweat beads oozing out of his forehead, and his hands were moving faster and faster, but they still couldn't keep up with the increase in the number of wounded people.
Luo Xiaoyu waved the short sword in her hand and tried hard to protect Grandma Lin behind her.
Her movements became slower and her breathing became rapid.
The demons surrounded her, and the smelly smell hit her face, making her almost sick.
She swung a sword, but the demon easily avoided it, and her sharp claws left a few blood marks on her arm.
She gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and continued to wield the dagger in her hand
Xiaohong hid behind the man in white, tears rolling in her eyes.
She watched her friends fall down one by one, and her heart was filled with self-blame and helplessness.
She held the talisman in her hand tightly, but did not dare to use it.
She was afraid, afraid that her power was not enough to fight against these terrible demons, and afraid that she would become the next person to fall.
At this moment, Elder Chen, who had been silent all the time, suddenly let out a roar, and he rushed towards the group of demons, and the crutches in his hand emitted a dazzling light.
Everyone looked at him in surprise, not understanding why this timid and fearful old man suddenly became so brave.
I saw the crutches in Elder Chen’s hand drawn a complex formation on the ground, and golden runes rose from the ground, trapping some of the demons in it.
The demons struggled and roared in the formation, but could not break free.
"We'll go too!" Inspired by Elder Chen, everyone rekindled their fighting spirit.
They all picked up their weapons and launched attacks on the trapped demons.
"Wait! These runes..." Xiaohong suddenly pointed at the formation drawn by Elder Chen, his eyes full of surprise.
Xiaohong pointed to the formation and exclaimed: "These runes are exactly the same as those of the ancient scroll elves!" Everyone noticed that the runes drawn by Elder Chen were very similar to those of the ancient scroll elves.
The ancient scroll elves floated to the center of the formation and whispered softly. The ancient runes suddenly shone golden light, and a powerful force burst out from the formation, knocking the surrounding demons out like a shock wave.
The demons let out shrill screams, and their bodies gradually dissipated in the golden light, turning into wisps of black smoke.
"They are afraid of the runes of the ancient scroll elves!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted excitedly.
The ancient scroll elf seemed to feel its own power, which was suspended in the air, with seals on both hands and muttering words in his mouth.
Golden runes flew out of its hands, cutting through the night sky like a meteor, and accurately hitting the demons trying to get close.
The demons were repelled one after another and let out painful wails.
As the demon retreated, the dark crack also began to show signs of shrinking.
The originally expanded crack is slowly closing at this moment, as if a huge eye is slowly closing.
The air around it also became fresher, and the depressed atmosphere gradually dissipated, replaced by hope for victory.
"We succeeded!" Liehuo shouted excitedly, covering his injured arm.
Everyone cheered and they successfully resisted the first wave of attacks from the demons, which greatly increased their confidence and felt that they had the ability to fight against this evil force.
Xiaohong looked at the man in white gratefully, who gently protected her behind her, her eyes full of love and security.
Luo Xiaoyu and Liehuo stood up with each other, and they looked at each other and smiled, full of warmth of friendship.
Everyone looked at each other and felt the power of unity, and their relationship became closer.
"With this moment, we..." Elder Chen looked firmly at the dark crack, his words were not over.
Elder Chen's eyes were like torches, pointing at the gradually shrinking dark crack, and said in a deep voice: "With now, we must completely seal it!" When everyone heard this, they were full of fighting spirit and responded.
They know that if this opportunity is not taken to completely solve this hidden danger, they will face greater crises in the future.
The man in white rushed to the dark crack first, and his hands gathered powerful wind power, forming sharp wind blades, cutting towards the edge of the crack.
Xiaohong followed closely, and the golden light of the talisman in his hand flashed, blessing the attack of the man in white, doubled its power.
Luo Xiaoyu and Liehuo cooperated with each other, one waving a dagger and the other thrusting a spear, destroying the remaining demons trying to escape from the cracks one by one.
Blacksmith Zhao waved a heavy hammer to completely crush the devil's remains on the ground to prevent them from resurrecting again.
However, just as everyone thought victory was in sight, a stronger aura of evil suddenly surged out from the cracks of the darkness, which was creepy.
What appeared from the cracks were no longer the low-level demons before, but some monsters with larger sizes and more terrifying power.
Their bodies were filled with a disgusting smell, their eyes were scarlet and bloody, and their mouths were deafening roars, as if they were about to swallow the whole world.
Everyone was shocked and realized that the real battle had just begun.
The man in white took a deep breath and poured all his strength into the power of the wind, forming a huge tornado that swept towards the monsters.
Xiaohong kept chanting spells, squeezing golden runes into the tornado, making it more powerful.
Luo Xiaoyu and Liehuo also used all their strength to fight the monsters to death.
The battle was extremely fierce, with deafening collisions and screams one after another, and the whole space seemed to be trembling.
Everyone was covered in blood and dirt, but they did not retreat at all.
At this moment, a stronger aura of evil suddenly came from the cracks of the darkness, stronger than any previous one.
This breath was filled with oppression, as if a mountain was pressing against everyone's hearts, making them almost breathless.
Chapter completed!