Fantasy: The Counterattack of the Female Sovereign

The fierce conflict between the Alliance warriors and the shadow creatures had reached a fever pitch. The dark clouds in the sky seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand, swirling violently, thick and suffocating. Lightning streaked across the sky like dancing silver snakes, tearing madly at the pitch-black night, illuminating the entire battlefield as bright as day, then plunging it into endless darkness in an instant.

Amidst this chaotic and terrifying scene, the figure of the Nether Witch gradually emerged from the darkness. At first, it was just a vague outline, but as time passed, her form became increasingly distinct, and the terrifying pressure she brought spread, leaving everyone shuddering. Undoubtedly, this mysterious and powerful being had prepared to descend upon the world, and a great disaster was about to befall.

"Prepare for the wrath of the Nether Witch!" Ye Ying's cry echoed throughout the battlefield, standing out amid the deafening cries of battle and the clang of weapons. Standing high above, his gaze fixed on the approaching shadow, unconcealed fear flickering in his eyes. Yet, despite his inner fear, he didn't flinch, remaining resolutely at his post.

At the same time, Song Yao tightly grasped the radiantly glowing Heart of Light, feeling the immense power surging from it. In this life-or-death moment, her entire potential was unleashed to its fullest, the energy within her surging like a raging torrent. She cried out, "We will never let her succeed so easily!" Her voice, resounding and clear, brimming with unwavering conviction and indomitable courage, was like a ray of light piercing the darkness, infusing everyone present with a new surge of hope and strength.

Hao Jin stood quietly beside her, his figure erect as a pine tree. The staff in his hand, shimmering with a strange light, danced lightly in the air as if possessed of life. With each swing of the staff, it left a dazzling, mysterious trail, like brilliant meteors streaking across the night sky. Along with these beautiful trails, streams of incredibly powerful elemental magical energy continuously gushed out from the tip of the staff.

"We will use our strength to protect this world!" Hao Jin's passionate and resolute voice echoed throughout the battlefield, as if imbued with boundless magic. Led by him and his companions, the Alliance warriors were energized, their morale soaring. Their eyes burned with burning determination, their hearts throbbing with fearless courage and unbreakable resolve. In this moment, they had forgotten their fear, willing only to fight for justice and peace.

However, just as the Alliance warriors were rubbing their hands in preparation for the impending fierce battle, the once clear sky suddenly darkened. A thick shadow gathered at astonishing speed, converging in the blink of an eye into an immense black portal. This portal emanated a terrifying dark light, and the surrounding space was slightly distorted by its appearance.

Then, the massive portal slowly opened, and a thick, black beam of light poured through the crack, plunging straight toward the ground. Simultaneously, an indescribably powerful force erupted from it like a surging torrent. Under the impact of this terrifying force, the earth trembled violently, and smoke and dust billowed into the air.

When the dust cleared slightly, everyone finally saw a dark-robed figure with a sinister face slowly emerging from the portal. She was the legendary Witch of the Underworld—the terrifying being that wielded the power of darkness and death. Wisps of black mist swirled around her, and her scarlet eyes flashed with an eerie light as she cast a cold glance at the Alliance warriors waiting below.

The woman's figure was as tall and majestic as a towering mountain, awe-inspiring. Her eyes shone with a chilling light like cold stars, seemingly capable of piercing one's soul. When she spoke, her voice was like thunder, resounding and shaking the hearts of those present.

"You, a bunch of ant-like beings, dare to resist me? You are simply overestimating your own abilities! All your resistance is futile. My world will devour and cover this land, turning it into a place of eternal darkness and death!" The words of the Nether Witch were like a biting cold wind, ruthlessly blowing through people's hearts.

Song Yao and Hao Jin exchanged a glance, seeing the same determination and resolve in each other's eyes. They knew full well that the battle before them was a matter of life and death, the most crucial battle of their lives. If they couldn't identify the Nether Witch's fatal weakness and defeat it, then only destruction and demise awaited them.

"We must not let this evil woman have her way!" Song Yao roared, her clear voice echoing lingeringly over the smoke-filled battlefield. At the same time, her heart, filled with justice and courage, suddenly shone with an incredibly bright and dazzling light, instantly illuminating the surrounding area, which had previously been shrouded in darkness.

The gemstone atop Hao Jin's magnificent and mysterious staff suddenly blazed with a dazzling light, as dazzling as the brightest star in the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire battlefield. Simultaneously, the immense power emanating from Hao Jin merged and intertwined with Song Yao's, as if two surging torrents had converged into a single, unstoppable force!

At that moment, accompanied by a chilling, eerie laugh, the Nether Witch finally appeared. Her hideous figure, shrouded in a thick shadow, instilled an endless sense of fear and oppression. However, facing such a terrifying enemy, the Alliance warriors on the battlefield showed no sign of retreat. Instead, their courage and strength were ignited at this moment. Like a group of fearless lions, they pounced on the shadowy creatures without hesitation.

In this life-or-death battle, Song Yao and Hao Jin shone like twin stars, leading the alliance's elite warriors forward. Their coordinated efforts were seamless, each strike unleashed with unstoppable force. Their attacks, fierce as a torrential downpour, pounded the Nether Witch's staunch defenses with wave after wave of devastating force. For a moment, the clashing energies of both sides produced a deafening flash of light and thunder, plunging the entire battlefield into a frenzy of chaos and frenzy.

The Nether Witch's face, mostly obscured by a black veil, revealed a sinister sneer, as if emanating from the Netherworld of Hell. The power emanating from her body was like an endless abyss of darkness, madly devouring all surrounding light, plunging everything into a pitch-black silence.

Each of her attacks was powerful and merciless, sweeping towards the Alliance warriors with devastating force. Even those brave and fearless warriors, facing this terrifying attack, could not help but feel a huge pressure as heavy as a mountain.

However, just as this intense, life-or-death battle reached its climax, Song Yao, who had been observing the situation intently, suddenly had a lightbulb flash, as if she had grasped a crucial clue. After careful observation, she had unexpectedly discovered a fatal weakness in the Nether Witch.

Although the shadow power of the Nether Witch was extremely powerful and almost indestructible, when it encountered the Heart of Light shining with brilliant light in Song Yao's hand, it showed a subtle hesitation.

"Now is the time! Everyone concentrate your firepower and attack with all your might!" Song Yao shouted loudly without hesitation. Her clear and firm voice instantly spread throughout the battlefield, like a flash of lightning that cuts through the dark night sky, bringing hope and courage to everyone.

At the same time, Song Yao tightly grasped the Heart of Light with both hands, pouring all of her spiritual power into it. In an instant, the Heart of Light burst into a dazzling light even brighter than before, shining directly at the Nether Witch's weak spot.

Upon receiving the instructions, the Alliance warriors were invigorated. They quickly adjusted their tactics, closely coordinating with one another, pooling their strength into a torrent and launching round after round of fierce attacks at the Nether Witch's weak points. These attacks were like unmatched swords, carrying the force of thunder, fiercely piercing the Nether Witch's seemingly indestructible shadow defense.

Under the Alliance's concentrated, torrential attack, the Nether Witch's once indestructible shadow power began to falter. Her beautiful face twisted in rage, like a volcano about to erupt. The raging rage swirled within her, causing the power within her to instantly become even more violent and difficult to control.

"You ignorant creatures will pay a heavy price for your foolish actions!" With this roar, filled with boundless rage and hatred, the Nether Witch's aura suddenly surged to its peak. Meanwhile, the already gloomy sky was completely obscured by thick, dark clouds. Dazzling bolts of lightning, like madly dancing silver snakes, struck the Alliance warriors below with unstoppable force.

The shadowy creatures summoned by the Nether Witch seemed to be imbued with some powerful force. Not only did their bodies grow larger and more ferocious, but their attack power also increased significantly, becoming incredibly ferocious and violent. Every attack carried a devastating force, placing the Alliance warriors under unprecedented pressure.

Song Yao and Hao Jin knew the situation was urgent, and every passing second only heightened the danger. If they couldn't quickly find a way to defeat the Nether Witch, all hope would be lost, and the world might be plunged into a dark abyss of irretrievable destruction. Consequently, the two men set out tirelessly to discover the Nether Witch's fatal weakness, while also constantly strengthening their own defenses to prepare for any potential dangers.

At this moment, when the brave and fearless warriors of the Alliance were engaged in a thrilling, life-and-death battle with the gloomy and terrifying shadow creatures controlled by the Nether Witch, suddenly, a mysterious and eye-catching light, like the first ray of dawn at dawn, broke through the sky above the dark battlefield.

This light emanated an indescribable warmth, radiant and brilliant like the brightest stars in the night sky. Even more miraculously, the immense power it contained resonated with the righteous heart within Song Yao, striking a strange chord. Then, a mysterious, ethereal, and commanding voice, as if emanating from time and space from ancient times, echoed across the battlefield: "We will not sit idly by and watch the shadows wantonly erode this beautiful world. We will fight shoulder to shoulder with you to the bitter end!"

As this heart-shaking voice echoed, a group of mysterious warriors, towering and majestic, suddenly appeared on the smoke-filled battlefield, like divine troops descending from heaven. Each of them loomed as imposing, like an indestructible mountain; their eyes gleamed with an unwavering faith, like a blazing, unceasing flame. The unexpected arrival of these mysterious warriors startled the Alliance warriors, who were already fighting bravely, before erupting in resounding cheers, their hearts overflowing with joy and excitement.