Rise of the Otherworld.

Heavy footsteps drew closer, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly. The sound was like the earth's roar, carrying with it an endless sense of oppression. Everyone's heartbeat quickened in sync with the footsteps, and a tense atmosphere permeated the air, as if condensed into a substance, making it nearly impossible to breathe.

Zhang Hao gripped his sword tightly, staring intently at the depths of the passage. His eyes were firm and resolute, "Everyone get ready, he's coming with ill intentions!" His voice was low and powerful. Although his heart was filled with fear, as the leader of the group, he could not show any sign of retreat.

The woman took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. Her hands trembled slightly, but she clasped them tightly together, gathering the magical light once again. The light flickered in her hands like stars in the night, faint but full of hope.

The herbalist swallowed, gripping the stick tightly with both hands, his body trembling slightly with nervousness. His legs felt weak, but he managed to stand firm, his eyes revealing a hint of determination. "I...I won't back down!" he said through gritted teeth.

The old man's expression was solemn, as he muttered something to himself, his staff gleaming with a mysterious light. He prepared to cast a more powerful spell, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, revealing his inner tension and concentration.

The black-robed man closed his eyes, concentrating on recovering his magic power. A faint magical wave surrounded his body, his face pale, but he still tried hard to concentrate, ready for any emergency.

Finally, a massive figure emerged from the darkness. It was a giant, the size of a mountain, its body so vast and sturdy it seemed to support the heavens and the earth. Its muscles bulged like rock, each one brimming with explosive power. Its skin was a dark hue, like ancient bronze, engraved with mysterious patterns, as if composed of the very elements of the earth.

The giant's eyes were like flaming balls of fire, emitting a furious light. That light seemed to sear the soul, making it impossible to look directly at it. It opened its maw and unleashed a deafening roar, the sound waves assaulting everyone's eardrums and leaving them dizzy. The sound was like a roar from hell, shaking the entire passage.

"This... how do we fight this?" The herbalist was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground. His voice was filled with tears, and his legs gave way, nearly causing him to fall to the ground.

Zhang Hao gritted his teeth. "Don't be afraid, we'll attack together!" He rushed forward first. His figure flashed like lightning, and his sword slashed at the giant's legs. His movements were swift and decisive, with a determination to die.

However, the sword struck the giant's skin, sending up only a few sparks, as if it had struck solid steel. The immense recoil numbed Zhang Hao's arm, and the sword nearly slipped out of his hand.

The giant swung its massive fist, smashing down at Zhang Hao. It was like a small mountain, carrying a whistling sound. Zhang Hao dodged quickly, but was still swept away by the wind, flying several meters away. He fell heavily to the ground, spurting blood from his mouth.

Seeing this, the woman quickly cast a spell. She waved her hands, muttering something, and a beam of light shot into the giant's eyes. Like a sharp sword, the light pierced the giant. The giant, enraged by the light, attacked the crowd even more frantically.

The old man threw a talisman, and it transformed into flames that burned around the giant. The flames burned fiercely, enveloping the giant. But the giant seemed unfazed by the flames. It took a long stride, breaking through the flames and continuing its rampage.

The black-robed figure also opened his eyes and unleashed a powerful surge of magic. Like a torrent, the magic rushed towards the giant. The giant's movements were slightly hindered, but it quickly resumed its ferocious attack.

The crowd was in dire straits. No matter how hard they attacked, they could not inflict any substantial damage on the giant. And every attack from the giant put them in imminent danger. The giant's footsteps pounded the ground into huge craters, and its fists smashed the walls into rubble.

"Are we going to die here today?" the woman cried desperately, her voice filled with resentment and fear, tears welling in her eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Hao suddenly discovered a faintly glowing rune on the giant's back. The rune seemed to be beating like a mysterious heart.

"That might be its weakness!" Zhang Hao shouted.

Hope flared up in everyone's eyes upon hearing this, but attacking the giant's back was no easy task.

Zhang Hao struggled to get up from the ground, "I will attract its attention, you find a chance to attack!" After saying that, he rushed towards the giant again.

The giant was enraged by Zhang Hao's provocation and chased and attacked him madly.

The woman, the old man and the man in black robe took the opportunity to detour from the side and tried to get close to the giant's back.

The herbalist also plucked up the courage to follow them and provide cover for them.

A life-and-death battle is unfolding...