sjar Chapter 350 Unknown Power, Crisis Returns
Chapter 350 Unknown Power, Crisis Returns
The cracks widened amidst the violent tremors, and the increasingly powerful evil aura spread out as if it were tangible, instantly turning the surrounding air icy cold. Huanmo and the others found it difficult to breathe; each breath felt like sharp shards of ice piercing their throats.
Huanmo gripped the divine artifact tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging with effort. His heart was filled with unease as he pondered, "Just how many terrifying things are hidden in this rift? We just defeated that monster, and now we face a new threat. I wonder if we can hold on." Yet, his eyes still revealed unwavering resolve. He knew he couldn't back down now, or all his previous efforts would be in vain.
Yi Chen frowned as he watched the crack widen, a sense of powerlessness washing over him. He gripped his tattered weapon tightly and muttered to himself, "I hope a miracle happens this time too, or we'll really be in danger." The woman in white turned ashen-faced. She bit her lip instinctively, her body trembling slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of fear, but even more so, a resentment towards the unknown.
The old man's expression was extremely serious. His eyes were fixed on the crack, and the staff in his hand trembled slightly. He said in a low voice, "It seems that the power hidden deep within this crack is far stronger than we imagined. This time, it will probably be an unprecedentedly fierce battle." As he spoke, he concentrated his mind and mobilized the surrounding elemental power to set up an even more solid protective barrier around everyone.
As the crack widened, a colossal figure slowly emerged from it. The figure radiated an inky black light, interspersed with wisps of purple lightning, creating an intense sense of oppression. Its size was several times greater than the monsters that had appeared before; its head was as large as a mountain, and its enormous wings blotted out the sky. Each flap of its wings stirred up a gust of wind, whipping up sand and gravel from the ground.
Upon seeing this terrifying figure, Huanmo and the others felt a deep sense of despair. Huanmo cried out in his heart, "What is this thing? How can it possess such power?" But he quickly adjusted his mindset and shouted, "Don't be afraid, everyone! We will definitely find its weakness and defeat it!" Yichen and the woman in white nodded upon hearing Huanmo's words and regained their courage.
The enormous figure slowly opened its eyes, its gaze like two blood-red moons, radiating a chilling killing intent. It glanced at Huanmo and the others, then let out a deafening roar, its voice like rolling thunder echoing throughout the space. Immediately afterward, it flapped its wings and swooped down towards them.
Huanmo raised his divine weapon, unleashing a beam of light in an attempt to block the enormous figure's attack. However, the light vanished without a trace the instant it touched the figure, as if it had disappeared into thin air. Yichen and the woman in white also launched their own attacks, but their attacks were like tickling the enormous figure, having no effect whatsoever.
The enormous figure's attack arrived swiftly, its claws like giant scythes, reaching for Huanmo and the others. They dodged hastily, but several claws still grazed their bodies, leaving deep wounds. Blood flowed from the wounds, dripping onto the ground, instantly evaporated by the evil aura.
Seeing this, the old man swiftly waved his staff, creating a powerful magical barrier that blocked the giant figure's next attack. However, the magical barrier trembled under the giant figure's onslaught, threatening to shatter at any moment. The old man's face turned pale, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He knew his strength was almost exhausted.
Huanmo was filled with anxiety as he looked at the perilous situation before him. He suddenly remembered the power of the mysterious incantation from before, so he concentrated his mind, trying to reawaken that power. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not sense the presence of the mysterious incantation. His heart sank, realizing that the power had probably dissipated with the monster's disappearance.
Just then, the enormous figure launched another attack, its wings flapping to create a powerful storm. Countless fragments of black energy, mixed within the storm, shot towards Huanmo and the others like arrows. Huanmo and the others hurriedly used their weapons to defend themselves, but many energy fragments still struck them, severely injuring their bodies.
Huanmo felt his body growing weaker and weaker, his vision blurring. But he forced himself to stay awake, looking at the equally injured Yichen and the woman in white beside him, his heart filled with guilt. He silently vowed, "Even if it costs me my life, I will protect them!"
Just when they were almost in despair, the divine artifact suddenly emitted a faint light. Huanmo was overjoyed; he knew the artifact still had power. He quickly poured all his remaining power into the artifact, and its light gradually intensified.
However, at that moment, the enormous figure seemed to sense the threat of the divine artifact. It let out an angry roar and charged towards Huanmo. Huanmo gripped the artifact tightly, preparing to meet its attack.
Will the divine artifact's radiance be able to withstand the colossal figure's attack this time? Will Huanmo and the others be able to find a way to defeat it? In this desperate situation, will they be able to find a glimmer of hope? Everything remains unknown, waiting for them to explore...