End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

The castle was cold and damp, and the air was filled with a nauseating smell of decay.

Teng Junze held a sword in one hand, and the sword edge reflected a faint light, barely illuminating a small area around him.

One hand tightly held Fan Mengmeng's hand, and the warm touch on the palm gave her a sense of comfort.

They moved forward cautiously, taking every step with extreme caution, as if they were standing on a trap that could collapse at any time.

After taking only a few steps, the seemingly flat stone slabs under my feet suddenly tilted downwards, and a huge square floor suddenly turned over, revealing a dark deep pit!

The bottom of the pit was filled with sharp spikes, which flashed a cold light in the dim light, making people shudder.

Fan Mengmeng screamed and lost her balance instantly.

At the critical moment, Teng Junze was quick-witted and quick-handed. He hugged her in his arms, tapped the ground with his toes, and used the force to leap onto the intact stone slab beside him.

After landing, Fan Mengmeng was still in shock, her heart pounding as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

"That was a close call!" she whispered, her face a little pale.

Teng Junze looked down at her, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to his usual coldness.

"Be careful, this castle is full of traps."

As he spoke, he glanced around, trying to find some clues.

Suddenly, his sight stopped at an inconspicuous corner on the wall...

"Wait." Teng Junze said in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the pattern on the wall.

Fan Mengmeng followed Teng Junze's gaze and saw some strange patterns carved on the wall, like some ancient text or symbols.

She looked closely and saw that the pattern was complex and intertwined, and at first glance there seemed to be no pattern to it.

"These patterns... I seem to have seen them somewhere..." Fan Mengmeng muttered to herself, and a flash of inspiration came to her mind.

Suddenly, she remembered seeing a similar pattern in a modern ancient book, which was a book recording ancient mechanical techniques!

"I understand!" Fan Mengmeng pointed at the pattern on the wall excitedly, "This is the clue of the mechanism! Look, this pattern represents the direction, this one represents the number..." She pointed at the patterns and quickly explained their meaning.

Teng Junze was a little skeptical at first, but as Fan Mengmeng explained, he gradually understood the mystery of these patterns.

Finally, Fan Mengmeng found a way to shut down the pit mechanism - by pressing a hidden button on the wall.

With a slight "click" sound, the overturned floor slowly returned to its original position and the deep pit disappeared.

"Mengmeng, you are so smart!" A hint of admiration flashed in Teng Junze's eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Fan Mengmeng felt a little embarrassed by his praise, a blush appeared on her face, but her heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

The two continued to go deeper into the castle. The air became increasingly cold and damp, and a suffocating feeling of oppression enveloped them.

After turning a corner, the view suddenly opened up and a huge hall appeared in front of them.

In the center of the hall, there was a group of winged creatures. They were human-like in shape, but had bat-like wings and sharp claws. Their eyes flashed with fierce light, staring at the two people who broke in.

"What is this thing..." Fan Mengmeng took a breath and subconsciously held Teng Junze's hand tightly.

Teng Junze's face was solemn, the long sword in his hand made a crisp buzzing sound, and the sword tip pointed directly at those mysterious creatures.

"It seems that we are in trouble." He said in a deep voice, with a hint of determination in his tone.

The air froze instantly, and a great battle was about to break out.

"Protect yourself." Teng Junze whispered and suddenly protected Fan Mengmeng behind him.

Teng Junze's figure was like a ghost, his long sword dancing, the sword light flashing, like a silver snake dancing wildly. Every move was precise and ruthless, directly targeting the vital points of the mysterious creature.

Several creatures were injured by the sword energy and let out shrill roars. Black blood splattered out and corroded the ground.

Fan Mengmeng took advantage of the terrain and pushed down the tables, chairs, benches and other debris in the hall to form a simple obstacle to block the attack of the mysterious creatures. She also waited for an opportunity to illuminate them with a high-intensity flashlight brought from modern times to disrupt their vision.

However, there were too many of these creatures, and they were fearless and kept swarming forward. Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng gradually felt overwhelmed.

The walls of the hall were smashed into pieces, and the air was filled with dust and the smell of blood.

At this moment, Fan Mengmeng noticed a detail: whenever she accidentally touched some metal decorations in the castle and made a sound, these creatures would pause briefly, as if they were extremely sensitive to sounds of certain frequencies.

A bold idea emerged in her mind.

She concentrated her mind, mobilized her golden fingers that could control modern technology, connected her mobile phone to the sound system in the hall, and played a piece of ultrasound of a specific frequency.

The piercing sound waves instantly filled the entire hall, invisible to the naked eye but deafening.

Those mysterious creatures seemed to be under a spell of immobilization. They hugged their heads in pain and let out sharp screams. The originally orderly attack instantly collapsed and fell into chaos.

Teng Junze immediately realized that this was a great opportunity. He growled, "Now is the time!"

Teng Junze seized the opportunity, his sword flashed like a rainbow, his body moved as fast as lightning, and he shuttled through the chaotic swarm of creatures, taking the life of a creature with each sword.

Fan Mengmeng followed closely behind, using the strong light of the flashlight to interfere with the creatures' movements and create opportunities for Teng Junze.

Soon, they broke through the creatures' defenses and arrived at the core area of ​​the castle.

What appeared before them was a huge stone door, standing at the end of the darkness like a sleeping giant, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

The stone gate is engraved with intricate runes, like some mysterious language, telling unknown secrets.

"It seems that this is the ultimate secret of the ancient castle." Teng Junze put away his sword, stared at the stone gate with burning eyes, and there was a hint of excitement in his tone.

Fan Mengmeng was also very excited. They had gone through many obstacles and finally arrived here.

However, when they tried to open the stone door, they found that it did not move at all.

"What's going on?" Fan Mengmeng asked in confusion. She reached out to touch the runes on the stone door. A cold touch came over her, making her shiver.

Teng Junze carefully observed the runes on the stone door with a frown.

"These runes... seem to be an ancient seal." He said in a deep voice, with a hint of solemnity in his tone.

At this moment, the air around began to become heavy, and a dangerous atmosphere spread, as if something terrible was about to wake up.

Fan Mengmeng felt a palpitation in her heart, and she subconsciously held Teng Junze's hand tightly. The warm touch on her palm made her feel a little relieved.

"It seems that we must solve the puzzle of these runes as soon as possible." Teng Junze said in a low voice, staring at the runes on the stone gate, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"Otherwise..." Before he could finish his words, the runes on the stone gate suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a powerful force surged out of the stone gate, knocking them back a few steps.

Fan Mengmeng screamed and her face turned pale.

Teng Junze protected her behind him and looked around vigilantly.

"Be careful!" he whispered, a hint of nervousness in his tone.

The light on the stone gate gradually dissipated, and the runes returned to calm, but the dangerous atmosphere around it became stronger, as if something terrible was approaching.

"Time is running out..." Teng Junze took a deep breath, his gaze fell on the runes on the stone gate again, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

"We must solve this mystery as soon as possible."

Fan Mengmeng nodded and began to carefully observe the runes on the stone gate.

As time passed, the pressure around them grew greater and greater, as if a mountain was pressing down on their hearts, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

"Wait..." Fan Mengmeng suddenly pointed at a rune on the stone gate, with a hint of surprise in her tone.

"This rune... I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

Teng Junze followed her finger and his eyes fell on the rune.

"This..." A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. This rune did look familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a moment.

"I remember!" Fan Mengmeng suddenly exclaimed, with excitement flashing in her eyes.

"This rune... I've seen it in a modern ancient book! It represents..." Before she could finish her words, the stone gate suddenly emitted a dazzling light again, and an even more powerful force surged out of it...

"Mengmeng!" Teng Junze pulled her behind him and used his body to block the powerful force...

"Teng Junze!"