Rise of the Otherworld.

The magic circle shattered with a loud bang. The tentacles instantly dissipated into black smoke, and the treasure box stopped flickering, returning to calm. The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, mixed with the exhaustion and tension of post-battle combat.

Everyone collapsed to the ground, exhausted, breathing heavily. The woman quickly ran over and picked up the little girl, her eyes filled with concern and confusion. Her hair was messy and plastered to her cheeks, and sweat dripped down her chin. "Child, how did you do that just now?" the woman asked softly, her voice trembling.

The little girl blinked and smiled innocently, "I don't know either, I just felt a force telling me to do this." Her voice was as clear as a bell, as if she was unaffected by the fierce battle just now.

Zhang Hao walked over and looked at the little girl thoughtfully, "This child must have some unknown secret." His clothes were tattered and the wounds on his body were still bleeding, but his eyes were still sharp.

The old man also agreed, "It is no coincidence that such a powerful magic circle can be stopped." He sat against a rock, breathing heavily, and the staff in his hand was cracked.

The man in black robe frowned, "Does she have any special connection with this treasure box?" His face was gloomy and his eyes moved back and forth between the little girl and the treasure box.

The herbalist said, "No matter what, she saved us all." His face was covered with dust and fatigue, and his hands were still tightly holding his worn-out herbal tools.

As everyone was discussing, a faint light emanated from the little girl's body again. At first, the light was like the hazy moonlight, soft and faint, but gradually became brighter.

"What's going on?" Everyone looked on in surprise. Their eyes were filled with shock and curiosity, and their nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed up again.

The light grew stronger and stronger, completely enveloping the little girl. Then, strange images appeared within the light. They were like illusory dreams, yet so real.

The images appeared to represent an ancient family, complete with magnificent architecture and mysterious rituals. The buildings were tall and majestic, their walls engraved with mysterious runes and patterns. During the rituals, people dressed in ornate attire, wielding strange instruments and chanting incoherently.

"Could this be the little girl's origin story?" the woman speculated, her voice tinged with uncertainty as she stared intently at the images.

The images kept changing, showing scenes of war, flames burning in the city, people fleeing, then darkness, and then a ray of hope.

Finally, a line of ancient characters appeared, dancing in the air like burning flames.

After the old man carefully identified it, his face changed drastically. "This is a prophecy, and it seems to be related to the fate of this continent." His voice trembled with excitement, and he pointed at the words.

Everyone looked at the old man nervously, waiting for his explanation.

The old man took a deep breath and said, "The prophecy mentioned that this little girl will be the key to saving the continent. But at the same time, she will also face huge dangers and challenges." His eyes were full of worry and expectation.

Zhang Hao frowned, "Then we must protect her." He clenched his fists tightly, as if he was ready to face any difficulties.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The little girl walked out of the light, and the light gradually disappeared. Her eyes became more determined, "Sister, I'm not afraid." The little girl's eyes were full of determination.

"Okay, then we'll face it together." The woman held the little girl's hand tightly, giving her strength and comfort.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from the valley. The footsteps were neat and powerful, like a well-trained army.

"Oh no, there may be new trouble coming." Zhang Hao stood up vigilantly and gripped the sword in his hand tightly.

Everyone stood up and prepared to fight.

The footsteps are getting closer and the atmosphere is becoming more tense...