The originally dead world is full of vitality and vitality again.
People cheered, sang and danced, celebrating this hard-won victory and rebirth.
They regard Xiaohong, Luo Xiaoyu, Zhang Langzhong, the man in white and all the people involved in the battle as heroes. Their names are forever engraved in people's hearts, and their stories have been passed down from generation to generation, inspiring future generations to constantly pursue justice and light.
The stories of the heroes became legends, and were composed into songs by the bards and sung in various villages.
Children grow up listening to these stories, dreaming of becoming heroes like them and protecting this beautiful home.
The world has restored peace and tranquility, people have lived a happy life, and this land is full of hope and light.
Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, a mysterious summon suddenly came from a distance, which seemed to come from another world, with an ancient and mysterious aura.
Everyone looked at each other, their hearts full of curiosity and doubt.
What exactly is this summoning?
What kind of secret is hidden behind it?
The air around seemed to solidify, and an inexplicable sense of tension spread among the crowd.
"Did you hear it?" Luo Xiaoyu broke the silence, her voice trembling a little.
Xiaohong nodded, her eyes looked into the distance,"
Everyone moved in the direction of the summoning, with caution and curiosity every step.
Xiaohong followed the man in white and looked around from time to time. The dense woods covered the sky and the sun were dark, and the air was filled with a humid and earthy atmosphere, which was completely different from the familiar mountain roads before.
Luo Xiaoyu walked at the front of the team, occasionally pushing away the branches blocking the road, humming an unknown tune in his mouth, as if he was full of excitement about the unknown journey.
Doctor Zhang followed closely behind, carrying the medicine box, with a solemn expression, as if thinking about something.
Grandma Lin walked in the middle of the team and reminded Xiaohong and Luo Xiaoyu to be careful from time to time, with a hint of worry in her kind eyes.
Liehuo and Zhao Blacksmith walked at the end of the team, observing the surrounding environment vigilantly, holding weapons tightly in their hands, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.
The surrounding trees are getting taller and taller, with branches and leaves intertwined, blocking the sunlight and making the surrounding environment darker.
There was a "strange" atmosphere in the air, which made people feel uneasy.
Suddenly, a group of ghostly creatures appeared in front of everyone, their bodies floating and making sharp screams, making people creepy.
"Be careful!" The man in white shouted softly and drew his sword to attack the ghost creatures first. However, the sword blades directly passed through their bodies without causing any damage.
Luo Xiaoyu screamed in fear and hid behind Grandma Lin.
Seeing this, Liehun and Zhao Blacksmith immediately lit the torch and tried to drive away the creatures with flames. However, these creatures directly passed through the torch and rushed towards everyone.
"Back back!" Elder Chen shouted, and joined forces with the mysterious old man and the rune elves to cast spells. A dazzling light enveloped everyone, temporarily blocking the attack of the ghost creature.
The light dissipated, and the ghost creatures were still wandering around, making disturbing roars.
Under the continuous harassment of ghost creatures, the team gradually dispersed...
Xiaohong shouted in panic: "Man in white!" The ghost creature followed like a shadow, and the screaming pierced the eardrums, making people feel restless.
The team gradually dispersed in panic, and heavy fog spread out, obstructing their vision.
Doctor Zhang was accidentally dispersed by the surging ghost creature and disappeared into the depths of the fog.
"Dr. Zhang!" Grandma Lin exclaimed, her voice trembling, but she only heard the creepy screams of ghost creatures in response.
Luo Xiaoyu was anxious and pushed away the thick fog and tried to find the figure of Doctor Zhang.
"Dr. Zhang! Where are you?" Her voice echoed in the fog, but there was only empty echo.
The fog became thicker and thicker, and Luo Xiaoyu seemed to be in an illusory world, with slippery soil under her feet, and the erratic figures of ghost creatures around her, and fear surged into her heart like a tide.
Xiaohong held the sleeves of the man in white tightly, tears rolling in her eyes.
She watched her friends disappear one by one into the fog, her heart full of helplessness and despair.
The chill of fear spread from the soles of her feet to her whole body, making her tremble.
Zhao Blacksmith, who had been taciturn, suddenly spoke, and sang an ancient song in a low voice.
This song is desolate and tragic, with a mysterious force.
Surprisingly, the originally restless ghost creatures experienced a brief stagnation after hearing the song. Their erratic movements became slow and their screams gradually weakened.
Everyone looked at Zhao Blacksmith in surprise, as if they saw the dawn of hope.
"Come with me!" Zhao Blacksmith shouted softly, and took advantage of the moment when the ghost creatures were stagnant, leading everyone to break through in one direction.
The hammer in his hand swung the wind and forced the ghost creatures to retreat, opening up a path for everyone.
Everyone followed Zhao Blacksmith closely and shuttled through the fog.
Finally, they temporarily escaped from the entanglement of ghost creatures and came to a relatively open place.
Everyone sat down panting against the tree trunk, still in shock.
Blacksmith Zhao looked up at the sky, frowned, and whispered: "These things..."
Before Zhao's blacksmith could finish his words, a trace of light penetrated the dense tree canopy and shone on everyone.
Like the light chasing light on the stage, this beam of sunlight fell accurately on a erratic ghost creature.
A shocking scene happened. The creature shining by the sun let out a shrill scream, which quickly melted like ice and snow encountered a fire, and finally turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared.
Everyone held their breath and looked at everything that was happening in front of them in disbelief.
Immediately afterwards, a corner of the blue sky appeared in the clouds, and more sunlight poured down.
The originally arrogant ghost creatures seemed to have encountered natural enemies, avoiding the sunlight, wailing, shivering in the shadows, and retreating like a tide.
"They are afraid of the sun!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted in surprise, with the tone of resurrection of the disaster.
As the ghost creatures faded away, the thick fog gradually dissipated and the vision became clear.
Doctor Zhang stumbled out of the depths of the woods, his face pale, and obviously was quite frightened.
"I...I'm fine..." he said breathlessly.
Grandma Lin hurriedly stepped forward to support him, her eyes full of concern: "It's fine, it's fine..."
Everyone gathered together again, and the joy of surviving the disaster spreads on each other's faces.
They support each other, comfort each other, and feel the warmth of being lost and regained.
"It seems that we are not unlucky at all." Elder Chen stroked his beard, and his eyes flashed with a light of wisdom.
After experiencing this sudden crisis, everyone became more united and their confidence was greatly improved.
They realized that as long as they work together, they could overcome any difficulties.
Xiaohong looked at the man in white gratefully, who gently stroked her hair,
"Stupid girl, don't run around next time!" Liehuo smiled and patted Luo Xiaoyu on the shoulder.
"You are so smelly!" Luo Xiaoyu retorted, but a smile appeared on her face.
Everyone looked at each other, and they knew that there were more challenges ahead waiting for them, but they were ready.
Blacksmith Zhao suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance. After walking for a long time, the trees gradually became sparse, and an open open space appeared in front of him.
In the middle of the clearing, a huge barrier stood out from the sky, flashing with a faint blue light, like a huge mirror, reflecting distorted light.
The surface of the barrier is as smooth as jade, but it is extremely hard, blocking everyone's way.
"What is this?" Luo Xiaoyu walked to the barrier first, reached out to touch it, but was bounced back by an invisible force.
"Ouch!" She rubbed her hands, feeling like she hit an iron wall.
The man in white drew his sword, and the blade with sharp sword energy slashed towards the barrier.
However, the moment the sword blade contacted the barrier, only a dazzling spark splashed out, but the barrier did not move at all, leaving no scratches.
The crisp metal impact echoed in the clearing ground with a touch of unsettling echo.
"I'll try it!" Zhao Blacksmith swung the iron hammer, his muscles tense, and he smashed the barrier with all his strength.
"Clang!" A loud bang was deafening, and the hammer bounced back. Zhao Blacksmith felt a numbness in his mouth and almost couldn't hold the hammer handle.
The barrier was still intact, emitting a faint blue light, as if mocking their powerlessness.
Elder Chen and the mysterious old man joined forces, muttering words, and runes flew out of their hands and hit the barrier.
The runes flashed with golden light, intertwined with the blue light of the barrier, making a "sizzling" sound.
However, after a moment, the golden light dimmed, the runes dissipated, and the barrier remained standing.
Everyone tried various methods, but they could not shake the barrier at all.
There was a burning breath in the air, and the flame of hope gradually faded away, replaced by a deep sense of powerlessness.
They surrounded the barrier, frowned and silent.
Just as everyone was at a loss, some strange runes suddenly appeared on the barrier.
These runes flashed with red light, as bright as blood, and looked particularly dazzling on the dark blue barrier.
The runes are strange in shape and have never been seen before. They rotate slowly, as if they possess life, exuding a mysterious aura.
The air around suddenly became solemn, and an inexplicable sense of oppression enveloped everyone.
The wind stopped, the birds cried, and the whole world seemed to be still, leaving only the red runes flashing on the barrier and the rapid breathing of everyone.
"These runes... seem to have seen them somewhere..." Elder Chen murmured to himself, frowned, and recalled them hard.
Zhao Blacksmith stared at the rune, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. He slowly stretched out his hand and said, "This is..."
Everyone surrounded the barrier, holding their breath and staring at the strange red runes with a torch.
The runes were soaked in blood, jumping on the dark blue barrier, emitting a strange light.
The light is changing, sometimes scarlet and sometimes dull, everything around is reflected in a illusionary space.
Xiaohong was on the side, carefully copying the shape of the runes on the animal skin paper with a charcoal pen. She frowned and focused her eyes, for fear of missing any details.
The breeze blew by, with a hint of coolness, blew the broken hair on her forehead, but she didn't feel it at all.
Suddenly, a strange movement came from behind the barrier, and a disturbing aura filled the air.
The light of the red rune became stronger and stronger, as if it was indicating something.
The next moment, several figures slowly walked out from behind the barrier.
They were dressed in black, holding sharp blades, and had a hideous smile on their faces.
The person in charge was the leader in black who had left a deep impression on them.
When the man in white saw them, his face turned pale in an instant. He clenched the sword in his hand, and Luo Xiaoyu even clenched his fists, making a giggle, wishing he could rush up and tear them to pieces immediately.
"It's really you guys who are in dispersed!" Luo Xiaoyu said gritting her teeth.
Liehun and Zhao blacksmith roared, pulled out their respective weapons, and rushed towards the man in black like a tiger going down the mountain.
However, the men in black were prepared and quickly set up traps on the ground.
Liehuo and Zhao Blacksmith were not aware of it for a moment, their feet were deeply trapped in it, their bodies were firmly bound, and they struggled, and the roar of pain resounded throughout the space.
"Be careful! They have a trap!" The man in white shouted angrily and reminded everyone.
At this moment, the mysterious old man and the rune elves took action at the same time.
The crutches in the old man's hand emitted a dazzling light, and countless runes flew out from the body of the staff, turning into pillars of light, blasting towards the man in black.
The rune elf waved the staff that shone with light in her hands, and ranes surrounded her body, gathering into a powerful energy, rushing towards the man in black.
The surrounding air shook violently under the impact of magic, the strong wind roared, and the sand and stones flew.
The black-clothed leader sneered, and waved the scimitar in his hand and easily blocked the attacks of the old man and the rune elves.
Their body movements were strange and they cooperated with each other, making it difficult for the old man's attack to work.
"It seems that your strength is just that!" The leader in black said coldly, his tone full of disdain.
The man in white slowly drew out his long sword, pointed the sword straight at the man in black, and he whispered, "Today, I will kill you here!"
The attack of the man in black came like a storm, and everyone was sluggish and dangerous.
Grandma Lin scratched her arm by splashing gravel and her sleeves were stained with blood.
While dodging the attack, Doctor Zhang quickly bandaged Grandma Lin's wounds.
There are not many medicinal herbs, and they are consumed faster in succession of battles.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, mixed with the bitterness of herbs, which was disgusting.
Luo Xiaoyu waved the short sword in her hand and tried hard to protect the ancient scroll elf behind her.
The man in black seemed to have noticed the importance of the scroll elves and his attack became more and more fierce.
Luo Xiaoyu was accidentally scratched by the sharp blade of the man in black and blood gushed out instantly.
She groaned, shook her body a few times, and finally fell to the ground.
"Xiaoyu!" Xiaohong shouted in horror, tears blurring her eyes.
The morale of the crowd was severely hit and the attack became slower.
The man in white was fighting fiercely with the leader in black. His swordsmanship was fierce and his moves were fatal.
However, during the long battle, his power was also consumed greatly, and his movements began to become slow, and beads of sweat oozed out from his forehead.
A sneer appeared on the corner of the black leader's mouth. He knew that the man in white was about to come.
At this critical moment, Elder Chen, who had been silent all the time, suddenly stood up.
He walked tremblingly to the black leader and said in a hoarse voice: "Stop it! This battle is meaningless!"
Everyone looked at Elder Chen in surprise, not understanding why he wanted to stop the battle.
The leader in black was also stunned. He looked at Elder Chen with interest, waiting for his next sentence.
Elder Chen took a deep breath and continued, "I know what you want. I can help you get it, but only if you have to stop attacking."
The black-clothed leader narrowed his eyes, and he looked up and down at Elder Chen, as if evaluating the authenticity of his words.
After a moment, he waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to stop the attack.
"What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?" the black-clad leader asked coldly.
Elder Chen smiled slightly and said, "I know your leader..." He paused, his eyes swept over everyone, and lowered his voice, "He has a fatal weakness..."
Elder Chen's words were like thunder, exploding in everyone's hearts.
The black-clothed leader's face turned pale in an instant, and he stared at Elder Chen,
"You...how did you know?" The black-clothed leader's voice trembled with a hint of trembling, as if the deepest secret was revealed.
Elder Chen did not answer, but turned his gaze to the rune spirit and nodded slightly.
The rune elf understood, and she closed her eyes and began to chant softly.
The song was like the sound of nature, and with a trace of strange magic, echoing in the air, and every note seemed to hit the heartstrings of a person.
The black-clothed leader covered his ears in pain, his hideous face became distorted, and his body was trembling slightly.
The blue veins swelled up on his forehead, his blood vessels squirmed under his skin like earthworms, and his originally sharp eyes became confused.
He let out a low roar, as if he was enduring great pain.
"It's now!" The man in white shouted, and the long sword in his hand burst out with dazzling light, like lightning that cut through the darkness, pointing directly at the leader in black.
Everyone else also reacted, they
Liehuo and Zhao Blacksmith broke free from the trap. They roared angrily, like two furious beasts, rushing towards the men in black who had lost their command from the leader.
Although Luo Xiaoyu was seriously injured, she still held the short knife tightly, her eyes full of desire for battle.
The men in black were in chaos, and they fled around like headless flies, and their originally sharp attacks became weak and powerless.
Under the fierce attacks of the crowd, they retreated step by step, wailing sounds one after another, blood splattering everywhere, dyeing the grass on the ground red.
The joy of victory surged into the hearts of everyone, as if they had seen hope to understand the mysterious summons.
During the battle, Xiaohong and the man in white snuggled together tightly.
Xiaohong, a man in white, leaned gently in his arms, feeling his warmth and safety, and the sweetness of love dispelled the fatigue of fighting.
Luo Xiaoyu slowly woke up under the care of everyone. She opened her eyes and saw the gratifying smile on everyone's faces.
She grinned and showed a bright smile. The warmth of friendship made her feel extremely relieved.
Chapter completed!