“Wait, that voice sounds like…” Sofia frowned, clearly reminded of something by the mysterious whisper, but she couldn’t immediately recall whose voice it was. Robin and the other team members all turned to look in the direction the voice came from, waiting nervously and alertly for what would happen next.
Meanwhile, outside the old church, James and his friends had cautiously circled around to one side, observing the situation inside through a broken hole in the wall. Carl swallowed hard: "My God, this is like a war movie set! Who are those big guys in black?"
“Who knows,” James replied in a low voice. “But it seems we’ve come to the right place; we need to find a way to help them.”
Just then, a tall man in grey robes emerged from the depths of the church, his eyes gleaming with an ominous light. "You foolish little fellows, do you think you're playing a game?" he sneered, a sword emitting a ghostly blue flame appearing in his hand. "Since you're here, you're not leaving."
Carl and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they quickly retreated to the side to hide, but their movements were still noticed. Lily suddenly shouted, "Run! Let's find another way out; maybe we can get in through the back door!"
Just as they were hastily fleeing, a sudden gust of wind swept in, making the entire ruins seem about to collapse. At that moment, another resounding boom echoed from inside the church. It turned out that Arya had waved her wand, unleashing a shockwave of light magic. A dazzling beam of light struck the leading grey-robed man, who collapsed to the ground. Immediately afterward, cheers erupted from inside the church.
"Well done, Arya!" Rex gave her a thumbs up. "Great job! Now it's our turn to shine!"
Tom gripped his twin knives tightly and said excitedly, "That's what I thought too! Brothers, let's charge!" With that, he and his companions charged towards the men in gray.
Meanwhile, James and his teammates, who had been hiding on the other side looking for an opportunity to help, mustered their courage again. "We can't fall behind, guys!"
Deep within the church, the mysterious being still hadn't fully revealed itself. "We'll meet again soon..."
As soon as the words were spoken, a powerful surge of dark energy instantly spread out, making the surrounding air incredibly oppressive. Everyone felt an inexplicable pressure, as if an unseen force was lurking in the shadows, waiting for the opportune moment to reveal its狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) face...
All of this was witnessed by several local residents who were secretly hiding in a nearby abandoned building. "Oh my God, what on earth is happening over there?" an elderly woman exclaimed in surprise.
A young man beside her comforted her, saying, "Madam, please try not to panic. I believe these people can solve this problem. Look at how upright they all look."
“Yes,” another woman chimed in, “I just heard something about light fighting against darkness, and I hope they really do win. This community is already rife with strange things. I wish they could settle this today!”
As the discussions outside and the battle inside the church continued, everyone present watched with their own expectations as this unprecedented duel was about to reach its climax...
However, at this very moment, the truth hidden behind everything is only just beginning to surface...
The battle inside the church intensified, with a vast disparity in strength between the two sides. However, everyone held onto a glimmer of hope—no matter how many difficulties and challenges awaited them, unity was always the best weapon to defeat evil.
In this tense yet hopeful atmosphere, the sound of increasingly rapid footsteps approached from afar. It seemed that more unknown individuals were about to join them…
Arya looked up towards the gate: "Who is it? Have enemy reinforcements arrived?"
Mark calmly replied, "Whether they are friend or foe, we are fully prepared to deal with them. Robin is right, only unity and cooperation are the way out!"
As the footsteps drew closer, everyone stopped fighting and turned their gaze towards the door. The air seemed to freeze once more; everyone held their breath, anticipating the new situation that was about to unfold…
Just as everyone's attention was focused on the direction of the main entrance, an unexpected figure suddenly emerged from the shadows on the side of the church. It was a thin boy, dressed in worn but well-fitting clothes, with a sharpness and courage beyond his years in his eyes.
“Quick, go from the back!” James’s voice rang out urgently and firmly. “I’ve found the path to the backyard, let’s go around it.”
Upon hearing James's words, the group quickly exchanged a meaningful glance. "Let's go, do as he says," Carl responded first, and then the group moved quickly in the direction James indicated.
At this moment, fierce fighting broke out again inside the church. As news spread that the gray-clad man had been defeated by Arya, more enemies hidden in the surrounding corners stepped forward, making the situation, which had initially gained a temporary advantage, unpredictable once more.
"How many of them are there?" Robin couldn't help but complain, while forcefully shaking off another gray-clad warrior who lunged at him.
Mark turned back and gave his friend a determined look: "We can't worry about that now, we just have to grit our teeth and keep going!"
Just as the tension reached its peak, suddenly, a powerful force of light illuminated the entire battlefield. Everyone involuntarily stopped and looked towards the source of the light—a new wave of intense light emanating from the other end of the church, more dazzling than ever before.
Meanwhile, accompanied by a series of hurried footsteps, James and his group finally arrived at their destination. Just as they were preparing to take their next step, they were stunned by the scene before them: in the interplay of light and shadow, an elderly man in a magnificent white robe slowly stepped into the front lines of the battle. A warm and reassuring aura seemed to permeate the air, bringing everyone an unprecedented sense of peace and tranquility.
"Isn't that amazing? Where did this old man come from?!" Karl almost jumped up and shouted.
The old woman's tone was filled with undisguised admiration: "Judging from his demeanor and cultivation, he is far beyond the reach of ordinary people. He might even be a legendary Saint-level expert!"
The woman quickly added, "If it's true, that's wonderful. With someone like that appearing, perhaps this disaster is about to end."
As the two onlookers had predicted, the arrival of the white-robed elder completely turned the tide. He waved his scepter, drawing intricate runes in the air. Each rune, once completed, emitted a powerful light, which intertwined to form countless halos that enveloped their warriors.
Those who received the blessing immediately felt a power awaken from the depths of their souls, and their combat strength increased dramatically. Even those who were previously injured and lying on the ground miraculously stood up again and joined the counterattack.
Tom clenched his fist excitedly and roared at his companions, "Brothers, now's the time to prove ourselves and charge out with this big shot!"
With a command, the high-spirited group launched a final assault on the enemy like tigers unleashed from their cages. The dark forces, who had initially held the upper hand, were thrown into chaos...
Just when everyone thought the outcome was about to be decided, the mastermind behind the scenes, who had not yet fully revealed himself, suddenly let out a series of cold laughs: "Foolish humans, do you really think you can win like this? Haha... the show has only just begun!"
Upon hearing this, the air instantly became incredibly heavy, as if something even more terrifying was about to descend...
"What is this thing? Why does it feel so strange?" Rex looked around warily, trying to find the source of the sound.
"Be careful, guys. No matter what happens next, we must stay calm," Mark reminded his friends. "Only by uniting can we get through this!"
At that very moment, all the lights inside and outside the church suddenly went out, leaving only a deathly silence. Only the soft laughter of that unknown threat still echoed in the silent night, sending chills down one's spine.
"It seems the real test has only just begun..." Arya said, gently gripping her wand, her gaze resolute.
The words had barely left his lips when a pair of eerie green eyes shone brightly in the darkness, followed by countless similar gazes. A more arduous and complex battle was about to erupt. Yet, at this moment, both the brave members of the expedition and ordinary people shared a common hope—as long as light and hope remain, no difficulty is insurmountable. And the story will reach its next climax amidst this chaotic unknown...
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