Some fire-type users can manipulate flames into massive fireballs, which roar like cannonballs into the enemy camp, exploding wherever they go, sending up clouds of smoke and heat. Sparks fly everywhere, like a dazzling display of fireworks, but with deadly danger.
Wherever they passed, the ground was scorched and blackened. The enemies were panicked by the flames and struggled desperately but could not escape the scorching heat.
Fire-type psychics moved with ease through the sea of flames, their flames blazing like flaming battle armor. Their eyes revealed determination and resolve, and each strike was punctuated by boundless power and fury. The flames intertwined with their figures, creating a scene of intense and breathtaking combat, a searing heat that seemed to ignite the entire world.
Throughout the battle, the psychics constantly rotated according to the situation. Each one displayed their abilities, coordinating with one another to unleash their mighty power on the battlefield, jointly resisting the enemy's repeated attacks and fighting bravely for victory. Each rotation was like a magnificent handover ceremony, showcasing their courage and perseverance, and striking fear into the enemy's heart.
When everyone finally stepped out of the forest, an indescribable excitement instantly spread in everyone's heart.
Their faces were filled with bright smiles, their eyes sparkled with excitement, and some couldn't help but cheer loudly, the cheers echoing in the empty space, as if to release all the joy that had been pent up for a long time.
An Fei opened her arms, breathing in the fresh forest air and feeling the warmth of the sun. A look of relief washed over her. Lin Yue, a wind-type psychic, jumped up excitedly, smiling and hugging those around her, sharing her joy.
Lightning user Zhao Lei threw back his head and laughed heartily, his laughter filled with the pride of victory. Earth user Chen Lei crouched down and gently stroked the ground, as if thanking the land for their success. Water user Lin Yu happily ran to the nearby stream, dipped his hand into the water, and felt the coolness.
Everyone began to congratulate each other, their words filled with praise and gratitude. Then, they decided to hold a small celebration. Someone gathered some dry branches and built a bonfire. Sitting around the fire, everyone recounted the hardships and difficulties of their journey, sometimes laughing, sometimes sighing.
They took out food and water and thoroughly savored this moment of relaxation and joy. In the light of the campfire, everyone's face glowed bright red, brimming with life and energy. In that moment, they forgot all their fatigue and pain, lost in the immense joy of having escaped the forest, and looked forward to even more wonderful journeys ahead.
As they slowly approached the edge of the forest, a large thorn bush suddenly appeared before their eyes. The thorn bush seemed to be a natural barrier, stretching endlessly with no end in sight.
The branches of the thorns intertwined with each other, forming a dense network structure covered with sharp thorns, which gleamed coldly in the sun, making people shudder. Some of these thorns were slender and sharp, while others were thick and sharp, like countless knives, ready to give a fatal blow to anyone who approached.
From a distance, the thorn bush resembled a dark green wall, impenetrable without a single crack, imbued with a sense of mystery and danger. Closer, one could hear the occasional rustling sound within the bush, as if something lurked within. A gentle breeze swayed the branches, and the sharp thorns clashed with each other, creating a heart-pounding sound.
Everyone stood before the giant thorn bush, hesitant for a moment, unsure how to cross this seemingly insurmountable obstacle. The thorn bush seemed to be challenging them, warning them not to venture into this dangerous place lightly.
Just as everyone was hesitating in front of the huge thorn bush, suddenly, countless poisonous spiders emerged from the depths of the thorn bush like a tide.
These spiders were shiny black, covered in strange patterns, and their scarlet eyes flashed a chilling light. They swarmed densely on the thorn bushes, climbing and moving at a dizzying speed.
They swiftly approached the crowd, like a black, poisonous cloud sweeping in. Some spiders shot out from the thorn bushes, baring their venomous fangs and emitting a terrifying hiss. Their eight long legs danced nimbly, leaving terrifying trails in the air.
The crowd panicked and began to respond. Some waved their weapons in an attempt to repel the spiders, but they were incredibly agile, easily dodging their attacks and continuing to pounce. Some spiders spewed green venom, which splashed onto the ground, creating a pungent smoke that would quickly cause severe pain and burning sensations if it accidentally touched the skin.
They continuously emerged from the thorn bushes, their number seemed endless, tightly surrounding everyone. The horrific scene was like being in a poisonous nightmare, with no way to escape and dangers lurking on all sides.
As countless poisonous spiders surged towards them, those with wind abilities immediately took action. They waved their hands, and powerful winds quickly gathered around them.
Fierce gusts of wind roared out, rushing towards the spiders like a raging dragon. The wind blew the spiders this way and that, some even being swept up into the air, unable to maintain their attacking stance. Wind-powered users manipulated the wind, forming swirling wind blades that rapidly sliced through the spiders' bodies, shredding them into fragments.
At the same time, the fire-type psychics were not to be outdone. Blazing flames rose from their palms, blazing flames dancing. They flung balls of fire, which slammed into the spiders like meteors. The flames exploded among the spiders, instantly igniting many of them and transforming them into flaming balls.
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