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Xi Zhou saw Hua Shaoqing's cry of help on the Star Network and immediately lost his mind. He rushed in and saw this tragic situation -
Seven people were struggling to survive in a gray-red protective shield, their bodies covered in black blood, and some were missing limbs, as if they would die on the spot at any moment.
Fu Linyuan could feel his breath, but didn't know where he was.
Heshun, on the other hand, was outside the protective shield, a little far away, and was forced to lie prone on the ground, barely raising his head, as if trying to crawl to his companions. He looked very embarrassed and struggling.
Further away from him stood a monster so massive it could almost obscure the sky. Its entire body seemed composed of magma, a dark red hue, and a dark red liquid oozing from its body.
It's probably to the extent that most people would have nightmares just by looking at it from a distance.
His movement speed was not slow. Although he was still a thousand meters away from Heshun, he reached him in two steps. The airflow formed by his steps was like a strong wind, which almost blew Heshun away.
"Harmony!"
Seeing that the big guy was about to crush him with one kick, Xi Zhou rushed forward without thinking and subconsciously deployed a protective shield.
The temperature under the monster's feet was scorching hot, the air was so hot that it was distorted, and they felt so uncomfortable in the air that they could hardly breathe.
As soon as he arrived in Heshun, Xi Zhou knew he couldn't stay there because of the astonishing temperature around him, without any reminder or much thought.
However, Xi Zhou had no ability in spatial spiritual arts. In just a few seconds, he had no time to think carefully and it was too late to run away.
Time usually feels like it's passing by indefinitely. In class, 40 minutes is enough for 400 distractions. When there's still 20 minutes left after an exam to check, it seems like it won't take forever to collect your papers.
But only at this moment did they hope that these two seconds could borrow a little while from the boring time in the past, so that Xi Zhou and He Shun could escape into this protective shield that might lose its effectiveness at any time.
No one reacted in time. In that instant, before the billowing smoke could dissipate, fresh lives had turned to dust, obscuring the heavy heartbeats.
“Cough cough cough…”
Everyone was enveloped in pain and despair, and they were at a loss, but suddenly they saw Heshun miraculously emerge from the black fog and be thrown into the protective shield.
Is he still alive?!
Heshun coughed weakly twice and closed his eyes completely.
"Harmony!"
Everyone was very nervous and rushed over, desperately praying that their companions could survive, and the situation became chaotic.
Jing Hong frantically checked his breath, Hua Shaoqing tugged at his wrist to check his pulse, Xu Sui'an squatted down to watch the rise and fall of his chest, and Yin Zi'an anxiously tugged at his eyelids...
No response.
Jinghong's trembling hand dropped down and gently brushed across Heshun's dirty cheek.
At this moment, they saw a dark purple collar slowly emerge from Heshun's neck, emitting a faint light. Before they could blink, it immediately shattered into small pieces and disappeared from everyone's sight.
It's as if the collar had never been there.
Wasn't this collar... the one his sister had fastened on with magic when they first took their classmates to the Magic Forest?
Because it never served any purpose and became invisible once worn, everyone had long forgotten the existence of this collar.
The incantation on it was also very unique, Jing Hong did not recognize it. Now it seemed that this collar was probably a thing that recognized its owner, and when the owner died, it would naturally dissipate.
Jing Hong subconsciously touched his neck. The smooth texture of some unknown material inexplicably gave him a sense of peace of mind.
“Alive!”
Hearing Hua Shaoqing's exclamation, Jing Hong's hand immediately moved to his nose without any hesitation.
A weak breath kissed his knuckles, very faint, but present.
Really alive.
"It must be that collar." Jinghong said.
"Then Xi Zhou may still be alive!" Yan Ning said immediately.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xi Zhou suddenly appeared in the open space next to them. Perhaps it was thanks to the collar that it could send people to a relatively safe place nearby.
Everyone crawled over again to check her vital signs.
In order to verify his idea, Jinghong's fingers slowly reached towards Xizhou's neck, but he felt nothing except the beating pulse.
So, her collar was broken too.
It seems that the collar really played a role.
A glimmer of light flashed in Jinghong's eyes, but it quickly went out.
Even if the collar could save their lives, it didn't seem to have much effect. They didn't return to their pre-injury strength, nor could they be transported out of this forbidden area.
Even if the time and space were changed for a while and he no longer had to face this terrifying big guy, he would be easily killed by other enemies.
If he couldn't be rescued in this short period of time, it would seem like the difference between dying once and dying twice.
Moreover, during such a long period of time, only Xi Zhou appeared. Does that mean that their message for help failed to get out, or that even if it got out, people outside were powerless to help?
not to mention……
Jinghong looked up at the protective shield, then looked at the big monster not far away that was looking for them.
This is the protective shield condensed by Fu Linyuan's flesh and blood. It probably won't last for too long.
As he thought about it, he suddenly wanted to see what kind of guidance the prophecy stone would give him.
I thought so and did it.
Perhaps today would be the last time for him to use this magical weapon that had such a close connection with him.
He pulled out the rarely used prophecy stone from his space ring. It looked like an ordinary stone, gray in color, and it was impossible to tell what special function it had. Nor could one guess how complex spiritual arts were operating within it.
He held the stone in both hands, and his deep voice slowly filled the protective shield and reached everyone's ears.
The stone soon changed, with complex milky white patterns emerging and finally stopping at a number.
9.
A very clear number.
For the prophecy stone, the clearer the symbols that appear, the more certain or positive the development will be.
The more negative the development, or the less stable the future, the more ambiguous the symbols will be.
Is this meant to be positive, or does it mean that the future cannot be changed?
Did the 9 refer to the nine people left, or did it mean they only had nine hours, or even nine minutes, to live?
No matter how urgent Jing Hong's questions were at the moment, he could not get the answers he wanted at this moment.
No one could have imagined that a few people getting together to drink and play some games would develop to this point.
Jing Hong felt it was a pity to die here. He still didn't know what was going on. Who made Xu Sui'an unleash his powerful potential and use the Word Spirit to control them?
Who came up with the idea to let Xu Sui'an lead them to the long-forgotten forbidden area?
They were burdened with such a mission, but before they could actually save the world, they were trapped here.
"Look, Xi Zhou suddenly opened his eyes."
Hearing this, Jing Hong gathered his scattered thoughts, put away the prophecy stone, turned his head and looked over, and was caught off guard by a pair of golden eyes.
Looks calm and holy.
"She looks like... Guangming now." Yin Zian suddenly remembered his meeting with Guangming that day and said in surprise.
Xi Zhou stood up, and everyone watched as her skin, which had cracked instantly due to being stepped on, quickly repaired itself and even became whiter.
There's no visible injury at all.
She even smiled and glanced gently at these miserable people.
Is she crazy? Xu Suian wondered.
no.
Xihu is like the protagonist in the animation who suddenly bursts out with unlimited potential at the last moment.
She raised her hand, without saying a word, thousands of rays of light gathered together, and the world turned pure white.
As easy as picking up a dead leaf.
At this moment, the eight words "move according to your heart, act as you please" have become concrete.
She turned around again, and the flowing light carefully wrapped up the eight people, and gentle and comfortable power flowed along the meridians.
They were surprised to find that they had recovered their health.
This is really against common sense.
The light element has its own operating logic. It is impossible for it to be able to heal all types of injuries inside and out like the life element.
But should we follow common sense now? No one is sure.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Xi Zhou said this with a smile, then closed his eyes and fell to the ground.
"Is this a dream?" As the light faded, this space was no longer dangerous, but became much warmer.
The big guy was very friendly. He took away the hot air flow and found a small handful of ashes in some gap.
Because I couldn't see where they were, I just piled up obediently aside and left in a hurry.
They guessed that this handful of blood belonged to Fu Linyuan, who sacrificed his life and transformed all his vitality and spiritual power into a protective shield to save everyone when Heshun and everyone were facing a crisis not long ago.
The entire space is also replaced by fresh green grass and clear blue sky and white clouds.
The situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and everyone was overwhelmed by the overwhelming joy.
Heshun didn't even care whether there might be greater danger outside. He ran out of the protective shield in a hurry and carefully put the handful of ashes into the space ring.
Ten of us are finally together again, it’s not easy.
"Is Xi Zhou so powerful?" Yan Ning murmured, two lines of tears falling down his cheeks.
She couldn't help but wonder why Xi Zhou hadn't come earlier. If only this shocking moment could have come earlier, before Fu Linyuan paid the price with his life, how wonderful it would have been.
But then he thought, how could he think like that? He could only blame himself for not being good enough in his studies. There was nothing he could do to save Fu Linyuan.
When everyone was in a trance, they seemed to hear the sound of space changing.
Is it going to change again?
Everyone was worried. How long would this situation last? When would they be saved?
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