God and Demon Killing Platform: I can summon the gods of China

The figure of the Blue Star Guardian was as fast as lightning. At the moment when the black light column was about to engulf the red-robed wizard and the green-clothed elf, he stepped forward. A layer of light blue halo instantly enveloped his whole body, and he took the fatal blow.

A deafening explosion echoed throughout the maze, and the shock wave knocked everyone to the ground.

When the dust settled, the Guardian of Blue Star was half-kneeling on the ground, his chest heaving violently, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the light blue halo became dim and flickering.

The red-robed wizard and the green-robed elf looked at him in shock. A trace of guilt flashed in the green-robed elf's eyes, while the red-robed wizard had a solemn expression.

"Guardian of Blue Star!" Klinda exclaimed, rushed to his side and supported his shaky body, "How are you?" She anxiously checked his injuries, her eyes full of worry.

"I'm fine..." The Blue Star Guardian's voice was a little weak. He tried to force a smile, "It's just... ahem... a little injury."

"Just a minor injury? He's vomiting blood!" Clinda's voice was filled with tears. "It's all our fault. If we hadn't quarreled..."

"Now is not the time to talk about this," the Star Knight said in a deep voice, "The Dark Lord's power is growing stronger, we must find a way..." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the skinny man under the Dark Lord.

"Hmph, you overestimate your own abilities!" The skinny man said in a strange voice, "Just relying on a bunch of you bastards, you think you can go against the Lord? That's simply wishful thinking!" He looked arrogant, as if he had seen their end.

Black Shark laughed even louder: "Blue Star Guardian, do you think you can withstand the Lord's attack? You are just struggling to survive!"

The pirates in the atmosphere group also echoed each other, sneering at Zhang Cheng and others, their words full of disdain and contempt.

The Nebula Sage frowned and whispered to Zhang Cheng: "Zhang Cheng, what should we do now? The Guardian of Blue Star is seriously injured, we are afraid..." There was a hint of despair in his tone.

The Messenger of Light also looked at Zhang Cheng worriedly, his eyes full of anticipation.

At this moment, Zhang Cheng slowly stood up. There was no fear in his eyes, but instead a burning fighting spirit.

He took a deep breath and slowly raised his right hand. A strange energy condensed in his hand and a heart-pounding breath filled the air.

"You... are happy too soon." Zhang Cheng's voice was low and firm, with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Cheng slowly raised his right hand and suddenly clenched it. A dazzling golden light burst out from his palm, dispelling the darkness around him like a rising sun.

The golden light spread rapidly, forming a huge golden magic circle behind him. Ancient and mysterious runes flowed in the magic circle, emitting a suffocating pressure.

"What is this?!" The smile on Black Shark's face froze. He felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, as if his throat was strangled by an invisible giant hand.

"Holy counterattack!" Zhang Cheng's voice resounded through the maze like a huge bell.

The golden magic circle shone brightly, absorbing all the black beams of light shot by the Dark Lord, and then bounced them back with even greater force.

The Dark Lord never expected that Zhang Cheng possessed such a miraculous ability, and was hit by his own power without warning.

He let out a painful roar, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground. His black robe was torn apart, revealing the charred skin underneath.

"My lord!" The skinny man and the pirates were thrown into chaos upon seeing this. They looked at Zhang Cheng in horror, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

"We won!" The Messenger of Light shouted excitedly, and the other members also cheered, boosting morale.

However, just as everyone was cheering, something strange happened.

The shadow assassin who had been lurking in the dark saw the dark lord injured and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

His attack rhythm was disrupted, revealing a fatal flaw.

The interstellar knight was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He seized this fleeting opportunity, and the sword in his hand turned into a silver light, accurately piercing the shadow assassin's right arm.

"Ah!" The shadow assassin let out a scream, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, and blood flowed out of the wound.

He covered his injured arm, his eyes filled with pain and anger.

Just then, a figure came and landed in front of everyone.

She was dressed in white, holding a magic wand, with holy light surrounding her body, like a fairy from heaven descending to earth.

"White elf!" Clinda shouted in surprise.

The white-robed elf nodded slightly and waved the staff in her hand lightly. A soft white light enveloped the entire battlefield, and the dark power on the Dark Lord and the Shadow Assassin began to dissipate rapidly... The white-robed elf's gaze fell on the Dark Lord, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

The elf in white joined the battle, waving the staff in her hand. The holy light spread out like ripples, and wherever it passed, the dark power melted like ice and snow.

The power of the Dark Lord and Shadow Assassin was obviously restricted; their movements became sluggish and their attacks lost their previous sharpness.

The Dark Lord roared angrily, and the black energy gathered into a huge energy ball in his hands, smashing it hard at the white elf.

The elf was light and floated to the side like a feather, barely avoiding the attack.

The energy ball hit the ground with a deafening explosion, and a huge hole was blown out in the ground.

The elf in white did not give the Dark Lord a chance to breathe. She waved the staff in her hand and a beam of holy light shot towards the Dark Lord.

The light beam hit the Dark Lord with a sizzling sound, like a raging fire burning ice.

The Dark Lord roared in pain, and the dark power in his body weakened a little.

The shadow assassin hiding in the dark tried to sneak attack the white elf, but the interstellar knight was prepared. He swung the sword in his hand like lightning and forced the shadow assassin back.

The messenger of light walked up to Zhang Cheng and snuggled up to him.

Her body was trembling slightly, and she was still frightened by the battle just now.

"It's okay." Zhang Cheng hugged her gently, giving her a sense of security.

After experiencing this life-and-death test, the relationship between the two became even deeper.

The Protoss and the gray-bearded old man began to discuss the next attack strategy.

The Protoss believed that they should concentrate their forces on attacking the Shadow Assassin and completely eliminate him.

The grey-bearded old man believed that they should continue to attack the Dark Lord. As long as they defeated him, the remaining pirates would not be a problem.

"The Shadow Assassin is too fast and it is difficult for us to catch him. It is better to deal with the Dark Lord first." The old man stroked his beard and said in a deep voice.

"The Dark Lord is very powerful. We have little chance of winning if we attack him now. It would be better to deal with the Shadow Assassin first to reduce our pressure." The Protoss retorted.

Just as everyone was arguing, the Dark Lord suddenly let out a sinister laugh.

He raised his hands high and muttered something. The space around him began to distort and a powerful force was brewing.

"What is he going to do?" Zhang Cheng's heart sank, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

The dark lord's voice echoed in the distorted space: "Feel the despair..."

"Stupid! Assassins are just minor issues. The Dark Lord is the real threat!" The gray-bearded old man paused heavily on the wooden stick in his hand, and the ground shook slightly.

"Get rid of him first, and the rest won't be a problem!"

The indifferent voice of the star spirit echoed in the distorted space: "Old man, your wisdom is blinded by outdated experience. The assassin's tricky movements are the biggest threat. Although the dark lord is strong, he has been suppressed by the white elves and is not a concern."

"Suppress? You are too naive!" The old man snorted coldly, pointing at the gradually increasing distortion of space, "He is accumulating strength. Once it explodes, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Zhang Cheng frowned. The dark lord's sinister laughter and the constantly distorted space made him feel extremely uneasy.

He clenched the weapon in his hand and whispered to the Light Messenger, "Protect yourself." The Light Messenger held his hand tightly, his eyes full of worry.

"Enough!" Zhang Cheng interrupted the argument between the Star Spirit and the old man with a stern voice, "Now is not the time for internal strife! No matter what, stop the Dark Lord first!"

The white-robed elf's face was solemn, and the holy light flickered in her hands. "His power is increasing rapidly, and I can't suppress it anymore!"

The Star Knight swung his sword, and the sword energy forced back the Shadow Assassin who tried to attack again. He said in a deep voice: "We can't delay any longer, we must act immediately!"

The Dark Lord's laughter became more and more rampant, the space distorted more and more, and the surrounding scenery began to become blurred, as if it was about to be swallowed up.

He slowly lowered his raised hands, and a chilling black light flashed in his eyes.

"Welcome...to the Gate of the Void!"