Fantasy: The Counterattack of the Female Sovereign

The threat posed by the shadowy vortex weighed heavily on everyone's heart like a heavy, suffocating boulder. At that moment, Song Yao and Hao Jin stood side by side atop the city wall, their anxious gazes struggling to penetrate the billowing smoke and dust that filled the battlefield, desperately trying to explore and grasp the truth hidden within those blurry and ever-shifting images.

Song Yao's voice trembled slightly, mixed with a trace of fear that was hard to conceal: "Edmund, how did you discover the fatal weakness of the Nether Witch?" As she spoke, she tightly held her Heart of Light, which was emitting a faint light, in the palm of her hand. It seemed that only in this way could she feel a little more at ease, because this Heart of Light was flickering slightly in an extremely subtle way, as if silently responding to the uneasiness deep in her heart.

At the same time, Edmund's gaze pierced through the smoke-shrouded battlefield before him, as if he could peer through time and space, directly gazing into a distant, untouchable future. He spoke slowly, "The Nether Witch's power is undoubtedly immense, but due to her excessive arrogance, she completely overlooked the inherent backlash of the shadow power."

Hearing this, Hao Jin couldn't help but frown. He tightly gripped his staff, feeling the surge of power coursing through him, fully prepared to deal with any sudden danger. Then, in an unusually firm and powerful tone, he asked, "So, does this mean that the power of shadow actually possesses its own independent will?"

Edmund nodded slightly, his deep, pool-like eyes gleaming with an elusive, profound light. He spoke slowly, "Everything in the world adheres to a delicate law of balance. Even a being as powerful as the Nether Witch cannot escape this law. However, in her vain attempt to control all power, she overlooked this crucial point."

Under Edmund's careful guidance, Song Yao and Hao Jin devoted themselves to searching for clues hidden within the images. After careful observation, they were astonished to discover that within the deep cracks, the Nether Witch had left behind mysterious markings. These markings seemed inextricably linked to the power of shadow.

Edmund explained to the two with a serious expression, "Please see, these marks are the source of the Nether Witch's power. If we don't act decisively and destroy them swiftly, the Nether Witch's terrifying power will awaken once again."

Song Yao tightly grasped the radiant Heart of Light in her hand. She could clearly sense the shadowy power constantly emanating from these marks. At this moment, her gaze became extremely resolute, and her tone was firm and decisive: "There is no time to lose. We must act immediately! We must not let the Nether Witch's conspiracy succeed!"

Hao Jin and Edmund exchanged a glance and nodded firmly. Then, a powerful aura emanated from both of them, and their respective powers began to converge like a surging tide. They stared intently at the mysterious and strange marks, preparing to launch a fierce attack.

At this moment, the heroic Song Yao raised the Heart of Light in her hand, which was emitting dazzling light, and shouted loudly like a female general leading everyone to charge into battle: "Warriors, charge with me!" Under her leadership, the soldiers of the alliance responded to the call and threw themselves into this new fierce battle with high morale.

They all worked together to unleash their unreserved strength, rapidly merging it with the powerful force contained within the dazzling Heart of Light in Song Yao's hand. Instantly, a dazzling, powerful beam of light suddenly took shape, like a giant dragon baring its fangs and claws, charging straight towards the abominable marks with the force of thunder.

When this powerful beam of light touched the mark, the previously motionless mark suddenly vibrated violently, as if greatly stimulated. Simultaneously, bursts of low roaring emanated from within the mark, the shadowy power hidden within struggling desperately to resist the powerful onslaught of light.

However, facing such a stubborn enemy, Song Yao did not back down. She shouted again: "Now is the time for us to eliminate evil. Either we succeed or we will fail forever!" As she spoke with fighting spirit, the Heart of Light in her hand burst into an unprecedented brilliant light, and the last bit of strength poured out, perfectly merging with the power of Hao Jin and Edmund, turning into an indestructible beam of light.

This magnificent pillar of light, carrying boundless power, unstoppably penetrated the Mark's layers of defenses, reaching its very core. A deafening roar echoed, and the entire space trembled. Faced with this devastating force, the once-mighty Marks finally gave way, crumbling and disintegrating. The shadowy forces that had been lurking within them were also completely dispelled, unable to stir up trouble again.

However, just as they joyfully believed victory was imminent, suddenly, an even more powerful and terrifying shadow force erupted from the depths of the earth like a surging tide! In an instant, a shadow vortex as deep and vast as a black hole suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes.

"This is..." Song Yao's beautiful eyes widened, staring intently at the sudden, massive vortex of shadows, her heart instantly filled with doubt and unease. The vortex seemed to conceal endless dark secrets, emitting a chilling aura. Edmund, standing beside her, also had an unprecedented solemnity in his eyes.

"This is the true power of the Nether Witch!" Hao Jin tightly grasped the staff in his hand, feeling the power surging in his body, and said with a serious face: "Its power far exceeds our previous estimates and imaginations." Before he finished speaking, he was already prepared to deal with potential dangers at any time.

"No matter what, we must defeat them! We must not allow the Nether Witch's schemes to succeed!" Hao Jin's words were resounding, revealing an unwavering resolve. Under Edmund's calm and composed command, the brave warriors of the Alliance stepped forward and engaged the Nether Witch's powerful guardians in a thrilling and fierce life-or-death struggle.

For a moment, the battlefield was ablaze with light and surging energy! The warriors each unleashed their unique skills, their strength blending with the mighty power of the Heart of Light, a symbol of justice and hope, and finally coalescing into a dazzling and powerful beam that rushed straight towards the vicious group of guardians with the force of thunder.

Under the powerful impact of the dazzling Heart of Light, the Guardian began to tremble violently. The endless dark shadow force roared wildly within the Guardian like a trapped beast, trying desperately to resist the surging power of light.

"Now or never!" Song Yao shouted at the top of her lungs. The Heart of Light in her hand, gleaming with divine light, now shone with the brightest light. This light was like the first ray of dawn piercing the dark night sky, illuminating the entire world with an unstoppable momentum.

At the same time, Hao Jin and Edmund also released their own strength without reservation. The three powerful energies gathered together in an instant, blending and echoing each other, and finally condensed into a dazzling and unmatched huge beam of light.

Like an indestructible sword, the beam of light pierced the Guardian's immensely solid form with the force of thunder, hurtling straight towards its core. A deafening roar echoed through the heavens, shattering the entirety of the Guardian's massive form. Amidst this heart-shattering explosion, the Guardian's massive form began to crumble and shatter. The shadowy forces that had clung to it, like ghosts succumbing to the light, were instantly dispelled by the power of light, leaving no trace.

Just as everyone was joyfully convinced that this arduous battle was about to be won, something unexpected happened—a shadowy force even more powerful and terrifying than before suddenly erupted from the ground like a volcanic eruption. Then, a massive, bottomless shadow vortex, like a black hole, slowly emerged before their eyes, emitting a chilling, evil aura.

"This is the true power of the Witch of the Underworld!" Edmund's low, slightly worried voice cut through the din and chaos of the fierce battle like a thunderclap. He stared intently at the swirling, all-consuming vortex of shadow before him, a deep sense of unease welling up in his heart. Behind this mysterious vortex of shadows seemed to hide an ancient, unknown secret—a shocking secret that could turn the tide of the entire battle.

Tensions mounted in this thrilling battle. Just then, Edmund's allies appeared, like ghosts. Their figures, shrouded in thick black cloaks, were invisible, their features hidden from view. Only eyes, glimmering with a strange light, shone from the darkness. The sudden appearance of these mysterious figures further complicated the already perplexing battle.

Everyone couldn't help but wonder: Who were they? And what was their purpose in appearing on this smoke-filled battlefield? Just as everyone was secretly speculating, a resounding voice boomed across the battlefield like a bell, shaking everyone's eardrums. "We are allies of the Watchers!" The voice was filled with majesty and determination. "We have come here today to help you expose the Nether Witch's sinister and cunning schemes!" As the words fell, this mysterious group of allies displayed a powerful aura and strength, instantly attracting attention from both enemies and friends.

Song Yao and Hao Jin's eyes met, as if they could understand each other's thoughts in that instant. They knew that the fierce battle before them was far from as simple as they had initially imagined, and its difficulty had exceeded their expectations.

The Nether Witch's hideous, twisted visage is now hidden in the darkness, and her true plot and plans are about to surface. The outcome of this thrilling battle not only determines the life and death of Song Yao and Hao Jin, but also directly affects the future direction and fate of the entire fantasy world.

At the edge of a battlefield thick with smoke and the resounding cries of battle, an enigmatic figure stood silently. He was as silent as a ghost, almost imperceptible to the eye. A thick, heavy black cloak completely enveloped his form, revealing only a pair of eyes that shone with a strange light, like stars in the night sky. Yet, no one could discern the thoughts and intentions hidden behind those eyes. Who was this enigmatic figure? Why had he appeared on this bloody and brutal battlefield? Was he part of the Nether Witch's conspiracy? Or did he harbor some other, hidden purpose waiting to be uncovered...