Legend of the Embroiderer

At the moment when the dazzling gem suddenly burst into dazzling light, the leader of the mysterious organization and the monster that was as majestic and huge as a mountain and so powerful that it was terrifying, seemed to be frozen in place by some invisible force.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, everything became still, presenting an extremely strange scene.

Li Zhao, who was standing not far away, saw this and felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and it suddenly contracted.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of extremely hot blood rushed straight to his forehead like a burning flame.

In an instant, the blood in his body seemed to be ignited, boiling and surging wildly.

Li Zhao knew very well that this fleeting moment might be the only precious opportunity for them to turn the situation around and win as they were in a desperate situation.

If they miss this opportunity, the end that awaits them will be irreversible, and there will be no possibility of turning things around.

Because he was too eager to seize this fleeting opportunity, his body involuntarily made large movements.

The wound that had been bandaged was torn open again due to the violent pulling, and the bright red blood suddenly flowed out uncontrollably like a flood that broke through the dam, winding down his arm and slowly sliding down.

The piercing pain was like a surging tide, violently impacting his nerves wave after wave, as if to crush his strong willpower into powder.

Even though he was suffering from such unbearable pain, Li Zhao still clenched his teeth tightly to prevent himself from uttering a single groan of pain.

His cheeks bulged out due to excessive exertion, veins popped out on his forehead, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead.

Although the severe pain almost made him faint, he still endured it with amazing perseverance.

He concentrated all his energy and will, his eyes like two nails, fixed on the gem that was emitting brilliant light, and the energy field in the mysterious space that was intertwined like a tangled thread, which was both complex and mysterious.

At the critical moment of life and death, Li Zhao's eyes were as sharp as a blade drawn from its sheath, as if they could penetrate the layers of thick fog and reach the core source of all power.

He keenly noticed that every time the gem's light flashed, extremely fine ripples would appear in the surrounding energy field.

These ripples may seem insignificant, but they can produce a wonderful resonance with the violent energy like a tsunami in the body of a powerful monster.

This resonance is like a key, quietly opening the door that interferes with the normal flow of monster energy.

Li Zhao's heart suddenly moved, and a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes. He made a quick decision and decided to go all out and take a risk.

He took a deep breath, his chest puffing out, then held his breath, his hands tightly gripping the gem like a pair of pliers.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead uncontrollably, dripping onto the ground beneath his feet and disappearing instantly. With a will as strong as steel and an uncommonly keen sense of power, he concentrated intently on manipulating the gemstone to emit a unique, rhythmic light.

As the light flickered and jumped regularly, the powerful monster's originally swift and crazy attack rhythm became obviously disordered.

Its movements became slow and clumsy. Every time it swung its claws, which were as thick as pillars, it seemed as if it was stuck in a bottomless and extremely sticky quagmire, and it seemed extremely difficult.

The claws that were originally sharp enough to tear through space easily now lost their previous terrifying sharpness as they swept through the air. The sound of the wind they brought up also became weak and powerless, as if it was the wail of a dying beast.

"Everyone, don't just stand there, attack now!"

Li Zhao yelled at the top of his lungs, his voice becoming hoarse from excessive exertion and prolonged fighting, yet full of inspiring power. It echoed continuously in this mysterious and suffocating space, stirring up circles of invisible sound waves.

When Crown Princess Su Mengyao heard the shout, a look of determination flashed across her face, which was originally exhausted and almost numb.

Regardless of their extreme physical exhaustion, every movement seemed to be restrained by a heavy burden, but they still did not hesitate to mobilize the little spiritual power left in their bodies, which was as weak as a candle in the wind.

Su Mengyao quickly formed seals with her hands. Although her movements were trembling slightly due to fatigue, they were so skillful as if she had practiced them countless times.

Rays of ice-blue spiritual light shot out from her hands like arrows shot from a bow, carrying a biting chill, piercing through the dark space and shooting towards the monster.

Every ray of light that passed by left a faint trace of ice in the air, as if even space was frozen by this icy force, and time seemed to slow down at this moment.

The Crown Princess was muttering something, her voice was soft but firm and powerful, as if she was telling an ancient and mysterious spell.

She summoned balls of golden flames, which burned fiercely, carrying a scorching temperature and a sacred and solemn aura, and flew towards the monster.

These flames rolled and jumped in the air, as if they had life, eager to devour the monster and illuminate the dark space.

The monster sensed the incoming attack and flapped its huge wings in an attempt to resist.

When its wings are spread out, they are more than ten meters wide, bringing up a powerful airflow, like a fierce gale, blowing the surrounding space to shake.

At this time, its movements were much slower than before. After being hit by the ice-blue light and golden flames, cracks appeared on its iron-hard black scales.

Black blood slowly flowed out from the cracks, dripping onto the ground, making a "sizzling" sound and emitting bursts of pungent black smoke.

The strong smell of blood and burnt smell mixed together, filling the entire space and penetrating into everyone's nostrils, making people want to vomit, as if they were in the abyss of hell.

When the leader of the mysterious organization saw this scene, the smug smile on his face instantly disappeared without a trace, replaced by endless anger and unwillingness.

His eyes were as big as copper bells, burning with rage, as if he wanted to eat Li Zhao and others alive.

He couldn't bear the thought of his meticulously planned and meticulously executed actions being repeatedly thwarted by Li Zhao and his men, leaving all his plans in tatters. He raised the black crystal ball again. Mysterious and eerie runes shimmered on its surface, each like an evil eye, coldly gazing down upon them from the darkness, as if plotting a deeper conspiracy. He chanted an even more obscure incantation, his voice low and hoarse, like the whispers of a demon from the Netherworld, carrying with it an endless supply of darkness and evil.

As the spell sounded, the light of the crystal ball became more eerie and unpredictable, and the surrounding space began to distort.

The already dim light became even more blurred, as if the entire world was corroded by this dark force and fell into endless chaos.

Suddenly, several figures appeared in the mysterious space. They were wearing black robes that fluttered in the wind, like burning black flames, emitting a chilling aura.

Their faces were covered with black veils, revealing only a pair of ice-cold eyes, which revealed endless murderous intent, as if they were the god of death from the dark world.

These people are the elites of the mysterious organization. Their appearance makes the already extremely tense situation even more serious, as if it is a string stretched to the limit that may break at any time.

They didn't hesitate at all and immediately joined the battle as soon as they appeared.

One of them danced his hands quickly, his movements as elusive as a phantom, and black sword energy shot out from his hands. Wherever the sword energy went, the space seemed to be torn apart by a sharp blade, making a "sizzling" sound, as if groaning in pain.

The other person was muttering something and spraying a black smoke from his hand. The smoke quickly spread, and wherever it went, everything became blurred, making people fall into an inexplicable fear, as if they were swallowed by endless darkness.

Another person put his hands together and condensed a huge black energy ball. The energy ball exuded a strong sense of oppression, like a mountain about to collapse, and smashed towards Li Zhao and others.