749th Game: Mystery of the Stone Coffin
The figure within the sarcophagus slowly rose, like a demon crawling from the abyss of endless darkness. The black mist lingering around it, like tangible tentacles, twisted and tumbled wildly, as if performing a strange and sinister dance, trying its best to obscure the figure's true form. As the figure gradually straightened, an evil aura, so strong it was almost tangible, rushed towards them like a surging black wave, bringing with it a bone-chilling chill and a despair that penetrated deep into their bones. It instantly enveloped everyone, making their breath seem to be strangled by an invisible hand, stagnating in their throats.
Lin Yu felt a chill running up from the soles of his feet to his heart, but he knew that he must not panic at this moment. As the captain, he had to keep his footing. He suppressed the fear that surged in his heart like a tide, his eyes like torches, tightly locked on the mysterious figure, his brain working rapidly: "What kind of terrifying existence is this? Why does it emit such a terrifying aura that makes the soul tremble? We must remain calm. Panic will only make the situation more critical. We must find a solution as soon as possible." He subconsciously turned his head to look at his teammates, only to see that Lao Chen's face was as hard as iron, his lips were tightly pressed into a line, and his hands were tightly holding the talisman. His knuckles turned white due to excessive force, like two pieces of white jade about to break. The vigilance and determination revealed in his eyes seemed to be looking towards the unknown. Evil declared that it would never surrender; Xiao Zhao's teeth were chattering and the weapon in his hand was shaking slightly, which was a manifestation of fear and tension, but his eyes were like burning torches, firmly pointing at the figure. Although fear was hitting his will like a turbulent undercurrent, his eyes were always burning with an indomitable fighting spirit, showing his determination not to retreat; Professor Li frowned tightly, his forehead was full of deep grooves, and the eyes behind the glasses flashed with sharp and focused thinking. He tried to unravel this nightmare scene and find the key clues to solve the current dilemma.
Just as everyone was feeling suffocated by the tense, almost frozen atmosphere, the figure let out a deep, eerie laugh. The sound was like rusty, ancient chains rubbing in the darkness, piercing and chilling, like countless sharp steel needles piercing their eardrums, causing their minds to buzz. "You ignorant ants, how dare you rashly trespass into this forbidden ground? You are courting death. In front of me, your struggle is futile." The voice echoed in the cave, like countless ghosts whispering in their ears, each syllable carrying a chilling magic that made everyone's heartbeat involuntarily accelerate, as if it was about to burst through their chests.
Lin Yu suppressed the fear in his heart and responded loudly without fear. His voice was firm and powerful, trying to dispel the suffocating atmosphere of fear: "No matter who you are, if you act recklessly in this world and attempt to bring disaster and fear, we in Bureau 749 will not tolerate it! We are the righteous army that is here to put an end to your evil deeds!" The figure seemed a little surprised by Lin Yu's response. The laughter stopped abruptly and turned into a cold snort, the voice full of disdain and ridicule: "Bureau 749? Just a bunch of fools who don't know their place. You think you can stop me with your meager power? It's a foolish dream. In my eyes, you are nothing but lambs to be slaughtered."
Upon hearing this, Old Chen's eyes widened like an enraged lion, and he shouted, "Don't be so arrogant! See how I subdue you, this evil beast, and make you pay for your evil deeds!" He then threw the talisman with all his might. It instantly ignited in the air, emitting a dazzling golden light. It transformed into five vibrant golden streams, like five majestic golden dragons, darting towards the figure with bared fangs and claws. The golden light instantly dispelled the surrounding darkness. However, just as the talisman was about to reach the figure, the black mist, as if sensing a strong threat, suddenly expanded like a volcanic eruption, forming an impenetrable black barrier, like a thick city wall, firmly blocking the talisman from entering. The talisman collided violently with the mist, making bursts of "sizzling" sounds, as if it was a tragic battle between light and darkness. The light flickered, but was eventually defeated by the powerful force of the mist and turned into a ball of ashes floating in the air, like desperate black butterflies, slowly falling down.
Seeing this, Xiao Zhao's blood boiled. With a loud cry, he rushed towards the figure like a fearless tiger, raising his weapon high. With all his strength and fury, he slashed down with a sound like breaking wind, and the air seemed to be ripping through an invisible crack. "Watch out!" As the weapon fell, a dazzling cold light flashed, but it only hit the mist barrier, splashing a dazzling spark, as if countless stars exploded in an instant, but it failed to cause the figure any harm. The figure laughed again, mockingly, like the cry of a night owl, echoing in the cave: "With such little ability, you dare to show off in front of me? Your resistance only adds to my amusement."
Lin Yu knew that such a haphazard attack would be ineffective against the powerful evil before him, and he needed to find another way quickly. He quickly calmed down, his eyes flashing as he scanned his surroundings, trying to find a weakness in the chaotic situation. At this moment, Professor Li shouted from the side, his voice trembling with anxiety: "Lin Yu, this fog seems to be the key to maintaining its power. If we find a way to dispel the fog, perhaps we can find a key to breaking through this predicament!" Lin Yu's heart suddenly moved, as if he had grasped a ray of light in the darkness, and he immediately understood Professor Li's meaning.
Professor Li formed seals with his hands rapidly, muttering something in a deep, cryptic voice, as if engaging in a conversation across time and space with an ancient, mysterious power. As the incantation emanated, a soft, yet powerful, blue light slowly emerged from his palms, like a bright blue moon rising in the darkness, emitting a holy, gentle glow. Wherever the light reached, the darkness gradually melted like ice and snow, and the chilling, evil aura diminished slightly. The figure seemed to sense the grave threat posed by this power, and a black mist surged wildly, like a swarm of maddened black snakes, pounced on the blue light, attempting to prevent it from approaching.
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