Fantasy: The Counterattack of the Female Sovereign

With a deafening roar, the powerful energy of the explosion surged like a surging wave, sweeping in all directions with overwhelming force. The terrifying aftermath reverberated wildly across the empty battlefield, as if threatening to devour the entire world.

Calvin, Song Yao, Alia, and the mysterious woman were knocked to the ground by the violent shockwave before they could even react. Their vision went black, and a deafening roar of thunder suddenly filled their ears, like the simultaneous roar of millions of lions, terrifying them to the point of trembling with fear.

After a long moment, the four men gradually regained consciousness from their dizziness. They struggled to stand, but their bodies felt like they were being crushed by a heavy mountain, unable to move. Finally sitting up, they were horrified to discover that the battlefield, once clearly visible, was now completely shrouded in thick smoke from the explosion. Their vision was blurred, and they could only see objects within a few meters.

"Everyone...is everyone okay?" Calvin's voice struggled to penetrate the layers of smoke, mixed with obvious anxiety and concern.

"I... I'm fine." Song Yao's voice came from the other side of the smoke. Although it sounded a little hoarse and weak, her tone was still firm.

Arya coughed violently and responded, "I can... still hold on." She gritted her teeth, enduring the discomfort in her body, and held the weapons in her hands tightly with both hands. She did not dare to relax at all, and remained highly vigilant at all times to guard against any sudden threats.

At this moment, the mysterious woman's calm yet clear voice rang out: "We can't stay here for long. We must find a way to leave this smoky area as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

The four of them supported each other tightly, struggling to stand up. The surrounding smoke was like a thick curtain, obscuring their vision. Everything they saw was hazy and chaotic. They were like travelers lost in the fog, relying only on each other's faint but familiar voices to barely confirm each other's location.

Everyone's steps were extremely light and slow, as if walking on the edge of a knife, fearing that the slightest mistake would lead to a fall into an unknown abyss. They moved cautiously and cautiously towards the perimeter, each small step forward requiring immense effort, as if the short distance was an insurmountable chasm.

"Where on earth did that figure go?" Song Yao, walking in the middle of the group, couldn't help but ask. Her voice trembled slightly, a hint of obvious confusion etched in it. Alia, standing beside her, shook her head gently, her beautiful eyes scanning the smoke, searching for even the slightest clue. However, there was nothing to be seen except billowing smoke.

"I don't know, but one thing is certain: that person is definitely responsible for this sudden explosion!" Calvin, walking ahead, frowned, his mind racing, pondering various possibilities. "It seems our previous intelligence on the Shadow Vortex was too limited. We must re-evaluate the entire situation. Perhaps the secrets hidden in this place are far more complex than we originally anticipated..." At this point, Calvin unconsciously lowered his voice, his tone revealing deep worry.

As they slowly emerged from the thick, smoky area, the previously blurry battlefield scene began to clear up. The once core area was now completely shattered, completely destroyed by the violent explosion, leaving only shattered walls and desolate ruins.

The four of them stood silently at the edge of the ruins, each of them feeling as if a heavy rock was pressing down on their heart, filled with indescribable shock and deep uneasiness.

"There's nothing here... there's nothing left," Song Yao murmured, her voice as soft as a leaf drifting in the wind. Her gaze fixed on the ruins, a hint of loss etched in her like frost on a winter's day, stirring pity.

Beside her, Arya clenched her fists tightly. Despite the devastation surrounding her, her resolve remained unwavering despite the horrific explosion. "Even if this secret has been completely destroyed, we must not give up!" she declared, her teeth clenched, her tone as firm as steel. "No matter what, we must uncover the truth!"

At this moment, the mysterious woman, who had remained silent until then, stood quietly by. Her beautiful, deep eyes gazed into the distance, as if contemplating some deeper, more complex question. After a long pause, she softly spoke, "Perhaps this so-called secret isn't truly gone after all..." Her tone was calm, yet the meaning within was elusive. "Sometimes, what seems like a devastating blow may actually be just another form of rebirth."

The four stood silently on the devastated ruins, surrounded by smoke and a desolate atmosphere. They knew that although they had just successfully destroyed the terrifying core of the Shadow Vortex, this was only the beginning. The adventure ahead was still long and full of unknowns.

"We must not linger here any longer!" Calvin warned solemnly. His gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on the storm still raging and roaring in the distant sky. "The storm shows no signs of abating. If we don't find a safe haven quickly, I'm afraid we'll all be in extreme danger."

Upon hearing this, Song Yao and Arya nodded in agreement. Deep in their eyes, a faint, unyielding light flickered, like a burning flame, blazing and determined. Even if the road ahead was extremely difficult, they would never give up.

Yet, at this moment, the mysterious woman, who had remained silent until then, stood quietly by. Her figure was slender and graceful, her black robe fluttering gently in the wind, adding to her mysterious aura. Against the backdrop of the ruins, her looming figure seemed incongruous, like a ghost from another world.

A storm raged across the battlefield, with howling winds, flashes of lightning, and roars of thunder. A devastating explosion had just occurred, making this already brutal and bloody landscape even more desolate and desolate. Smoke filled the air, flames shot into the sky, and ruins and debris were scattered everywhere, telling of the cruelty of war.

Four figures stood in the devastation, their faces illuminated by the aftermath of the explosion. Calvin's deep eyes gleamed with a profound awe of the unknown. He gripped his weapon tightly, his body trembling slightly, but his gaze remained fixed firmly on the chaotic darkness ahead.

Song Yao's beautiful face, illuminated by the aftermath, took on a strange glow. Her expression was both resolute and mysterious, leaving her hard to grasp. Her long, dark hair fluttered in the wind, like a goddess in the night, radiating an irresistible charm.

Arya's figure stood out against the aftermath. She stood tall and straight, like a pine tree standing proudly in the wind, unwavering in her resolve. Her steps were steady and powerful, each one seeming to crush the rubble beneath her feet. Each of her movements was imbued with power and determination, as if nothing could stop her.

The mysterious woman stood quietly to the side, her figure looming in the aftermath, appearing particularly enigmatic. She was draped in a black cloak, completely shrouding herself, revealing only a pair of icy eyes that gleamed like stars on a cold night. No one knew her origins or why she appeared on this battlefield, but her unique aura commanded attention.

Following the earth-shattering destruction of the core area, billowing smoke and dust surged like a giant wave, obscuring the sky and the sun. The secrets of the shadowy vortex once hidden within it now seemed to be deeply buried by the endless dust and ruins, as if to be sealed forever in the long river of history.

Yet, amidst this desolate and dilapidated landscape, four figures stood silently. Facing the land that had recently experienced catastrophe, their eyes revealed a complex mix of emotions—reflections on the difficult journey of the past, and a mixture of uncertainty and determination about the unknown future.

Although the journey was filled with countless hardships, dangers, and life-and-death tests, they knew in their hearts that their journey was far from over. Because in this storm-ravaged world, everything seemed so confusing and unpredictable.

Especially the mysterious shadow vortex, it was like a gust of smoke suddenly blown away by a strong wind. Its outline could still be vaguely seen just now, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a faint trace that made it impossible to trace.

And in this pitch-black night, as the wind grew faster and faster, whistling like the roar of a demon; as the remaining flames on the battlefield trembled in the wind, as if they would be extinguished at any moment; a new mystery quietly unfolded without anyone noticing...

In the center of this increasingly fierce storm, the secret of the dark vortex that was originally hidden very deeply is like a pearl covered in dust for a long time, waiting for someone to break through the layers of fog and reveal it to the world thoroughly.