books44 Chapter 209 Dark Magic
Chapter 209 Dark Magic
The black-robed man's maniacal laughter still echoed through the valley, its eerie sound waves like the whispers of a demon, sending chills down one's spine. As the laughter subsided, the evil forces launched their attack. The leader of the black-robed figures moved his hands rapidly, chanting incantations. The surrounding dark magic circles shone brightly, black energy gathering like a surging tide. In the blink of an eye, enormous, grotesque monsters slowly emerged from the magic circles, emanating a dense aura of evil. Each roar was accompanied by a surge of energy that shook the ground slightly.
"Oh no, they've summoned even more monsters!" Ling Feng's expression changed, and he shouted. He quickly activated his spatial perception ability, trying to find patterns in the monsters' movements amidst the chaos.
Jasmine's eyes were firm and she showed no fear. She looked around and shouted, "Don't panic, everyone! Since they want to fight, then we'll fight them to the end!" As she spoke, she quickly formed hand seals, and a layer of golden light surged around her. This light was as dazzling as the sun and dispelled some of the surrounding darkness.
Lin Qing's expression was cold and stern. He drew his longsword from his waist, the blade gleaming with a chilling light. "Male disciples, charge with me!" he shouted, leading the charge towards the monster horde. The male disciples followed closely behind, their eyes burning with fighting spirit, their weapons gleaming with spiritual energy.
Yi Chen charged ahead, unleashing his newly mastered swordsmanship, each strike carrying immense power. His swordplay flowed like clouds and water, flashing sword shadows as streaks of sword energy shot towards the monster. A monster lunged forward, baring its fangs and claws, but Yi Chen dodged the attack with a swift movement, simultaneously swinging his sword to slice through the monster's neck, sending black blood spurting out.
"Excellent swordsmanship!" Lin Qing exclaimed. Not to be outdone, he wielded his longsword with the agility of a silver lightning bolt, weaving through the monster horde with ease. His swordsmanship was fierce and powerful, each swing repelling a monster.
However, the monsters were far too numerous, and their strength was not to be underestimated. A gigantic monster swung its thick arm, aiming a blow at Lin Qing. Lin Qing quickly dodged to the side, the massive arm grazing past his body, creating a gust of wind.
"Everyone be careful, these monsters have become stronger!" Lin Qing shouted a warning.
At this moment, Ye Lan stood at the rear, leading her female disciples. Holding a jade flute, she placed it to her lips and began to play a mysterious melody. As the flute music began, the surrounding elemental energy surged wildly. Meng Li stood beside Ye Lan, her eyes sparkling with a lively light, chanting incantations. With a wave of her hands, a gust of wind howled, carrying sharp wind blades that swept towards the monsters like razor-sharp blades.
"Sisters, unleash your elemental magic to support the front lines!" Ye Lan shouted. The female disciples responded enthusiastically, each casting their own elemental spells. Some summoned raging flames, some manipulated surging waters, and others condensed solid rocks. The various elemental spells intertwined, creating a dazzling display of light and shadow.
A monster was struck by the flames and let out a painful roar. It struggled frantically, trying to extinguish the flames on its body. However, the flames burned ever brighter and gradually consumed its body.
"Well done!" Xiao You shouted excitedly. She also cast a wind spell, shooting wind blades at the monster.
Throughout the fierce battle, Jasmine kept a close eye on the situation on the battlefield. She discovered that while controlling the monsters, the black-robed figures of the evil forces were also constantly casting dark magic in an attempt to disrupt their actions.
"We can't let them succeed!" Jasmine thought to herself. She activated her microscopic energy perception, trying to find a flaw in the black-robed man's spell. After some observation, she discovered that the black-robed man needed to guide dark energy through specific hand gestures and incantations when casting spells.
"Everyone, pay attention to the hand gestures and incantations used to attack the men in black!" Jasmine shouted. "Interrupt their spellcasting!"
Upon hearing this, everyone changed their attack strategy. Yi Chen and Ling Feng cooperated seamlessly; one was responsible for attracting the black-robed man's attention, while the other looked for an opportunity to attack his hand gestures. Yi Chen unleashed a fierce swordsmanship, charging towards the black-robed man, who hurriedly cast a spell to defend himself. Just then, Ling Feng used spatial power to instantly appear behind the black-robed man, his dagger gleaming coldly as he thrust it towards the man's wrist.
"Ah!" The man in black robes screamed as Ling Feng stabbed his wrist, instantly severing the spell he was casting.
"We did it!" Ling Feng shouted excitedly.
However, the battle continued. The evil forces did not retreat because of the wounded black-robed figure; instead, they launched an even more frenzied attack. Another wave of monsters surged from the magic circle, their strength surpassing that of the previous ones.
"It seems they're going all in!" Jasmine's expression turned grave as she gathered all her spiritual power, preparing to face an even more severe challenge.
In this fierce battle, everyone's physical and spiritual energy were rapidly depleted. But not one of them retreated; they held only one belief in their hearts: to protect the peace of the Spirit Illusion Continent and utterly defeat the evil forces.
"Come on everyone, we can definitely win!" Yi Chen shouted. His voice was full of power, inspiring everyone.
The battle reached a fever pitch, with both sides exchanging blows and refusing to give an inch. Black smoke and the glow of various spells filled the valley, and shouts and roars mingled together, creating an atmosphere of apocalyptic carnival.