When everyone saw the Hanba's appearance, they couldn't help but gasp. The Hanba towered before them, like a small mountain. Its skin was an eerie dark red, as if it had been calcined by countless fires, exuding a chilling aura. Its eyes were like two burning flames, glowing red and gleaming with a fierce light, as if it could see into people's hearts and perceive their fears. Its messy white hair danced wildly, like weeds blown by the wind, exuding an evil aura. A billowing heat emanated from its body, and the air around it seemed to ignite, twisting and distorting, making a crackling sound, as if the very space itself could not bear the heat.
As if sensing their approach, the drought demon let out a deep roar, a sound like muffled thunder, emanating from its massive maw, shaking the ground slightly. Cracks instantly appeared in the ground, and from these cracks, a scorching stream of air gushed out, carrying with it the pungent smell of sulfur. Lin Yu shouted, "Scatter!" The crowd quickly dispersed, their movements as nimble as those of well-trained cheetahs. Xiao Zhao, the most agile, rushed towards the drought demon, determined to give the monster a warning. His specially crafted weapon flashed with a cold gleam, like a flash of lightning in the sunlight, as he stabbed the drought demon's leg.
Hanba reacted incredibly quickly. With a swipe of his sturdy arms, a powerful force, like an invisible wall, rushed towards Xiao Zhao with scorching heat. Xiao Zhao felt a massive impact, and like a kite with a broken string, he was sent flying. He fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. A trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. He felt a mixture of anger and resentment, and cursed inwardly, "This monster is incredibly strong!"
Upon seeing this, Old Chen and Professor Li immediately unleashed their respective abilities. Old Chen muttered something in a deep, obscure voice, as if conversing with an ancient, mystical power. He tossed out several talismans, which instantly ignited in the air, emitting a dazzling light that flew towards the drought demon like shooting stars. Professor Li wielded his staff, the tip of which shone with an icy blue light. A beam of icy blue energy shot out, attempting to lower the temperature around the drought demon and bring a touch of coolness to the scorching battlefield.
The drought demon faced the attack with unflinching fear. It opened its maw, a mouth that seemed capable of swallowing the world, and unleashed a blazing fire, a strange blue-green hue and intensely hot. The flames instantly reduced the talisman to ash, which drifted away in the wind as if it had never existed. The icy blue light also dissipated in the heat, like a morning mist, quickly vanishing under the sunlight.
Lin Yu knew that such an attack would have little effect on the Hanba. While dodging the Hanba's attacks, he quickly thought of a countermeasure. Suddenly, he remembered that ancient books said the Hanba's weakness might be in its head. He was anxious, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, but his eyes became more determined. He shouted to his team members, "Focus on its head! This may be its weak point! Everyone, be careful and find the right time!"
Lin Yu rushed forward, a single thought in his mind: defeat this drought demon and save the village. He poured all his strength into his weapon, his arm muscles tensing and veins bulging. He struck the drought demon's head with a fierce blow, the weapon creating a gust of wind that seemed to rend the air. Sensing danger, the drought demon tried to evade, but Professor Li, seizing the opportunity, unleashed his magic once more. His hands danced rapidly, chanting an ancient incantation. A rope-like beam of light emanated from the tip of his staff, entangling the drought demon's body and temporarily restraining its movement.
Lin Yu's weapon struck Hanba's head with a heavy thud, like the sound of an ancient bell. The blow exhausted all of Lin Yu's strength, and his arm felt slightly numb from the recoil. Hanba, in pain, roared angrily, the sound piercing everyone's eardrums. Its body struggled violently, the rope-like light stretched taut, crackling as if it would break at any moment.
Xiao Zhao, despite his injuries, rejoined the fight. He was filled with fighting spirit, determined to contribute to the village and not let them down. He swerved from the side, taking advantage of Hanba's attention being on Lin Yu, and leaped up like a nimble black panther. He thrust his weapon into Hanba's eyes, silently praying that the blow would be effective. Hanba felt the pain, and a dark red liquid oozed from one eye. The steaming liquid dripped onto the ground, instantly scorching it.
The drought demon swung its arms in anger, and Xiao Zhao was unable to dodge and was hit in the shoulder. It felt like a heavy hammer had struck his shoulder, and a sharp pain shot through him, but he endured it and stood up again. Although Xiao Zhao felt fear at this moment, he was more determined. He told himself: "I can't fall down. I must hold on!"
Old Chen and Professor Li continued to cast spells, constantly disrupting the drought demon's movements. Old Chen continuously cast talismans, which exploded around the drought demon, emitting rays of light in an attempt to distract it. Professor Li continued to cast cooling spells. Although the effect was not obvious, it did provide some relief from the heat.
Lin Yu seized this opportunity and rushed towards Hanba again. He concentrated his mind, gathering all his strength on his weapon, and shouted, "Watch out!" The sound resounded throughout the battlefield. The weapon, with a sharp sound of wind, slashed towards Hanba's head again. This time, Hanba was unable to dodge and was hit in the vitals. Its body shook several times and let out a shrill scream that seemed to penetrate the human soul and make people shudder. Then, its body fell to the ground with a bang, dissipating into the air in a cloud of black smoke, leaving only a pungent smell.
With the disappearance of the drought demon, the scorching air gradually returned to normal, as if a nightmare had finally ended. Dark clouds began to gather in the sky, growing thicker and thicker, like a vast black curtain. Soon, bean-sized raindrops fell, splashing the ground with a cascade of water. The villagers emerged from their homes, cheering in the rain. Their faces were filled with long-lost smiles, the joy of surviving a disaster.
The village chief excitedly shook the hands of Lin Yu and the others, tears streaming down his face as he said, "Thank you! You saved our entire village! You are our saviors!" Lin Yu felt a surge of relief as he watched the cheering villagers. Although the mission had been difficult, seeing the village regain its vitality made it all worthwhile. However, he knew that Bureau 749's mission continued, and that there would be many more unknown paranormal phenomena waiting to be solved.
After returning to the 749th Bureau, Lin Yu and his team carefully summarized and recorded the incident, providing valuable experience for future responses to similar situations. Their heroic deeds spread throughout the bureau, inspiring more colleagues to bravely face various supernatural challenges and contribute to safeguarding world peace and tranquility.
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