Legend of the Embroiderer

Li Zhao's gaze, as if pulled by an invisible thread, slowly swept across the faces of his companions one by one.

His eyes were filled with solemnity and worry, and every subtle change in his expression revealed his inner struggle at the moment.

Su Mengyao's eyes were slightly red, as if dyed by the sunset in the sky. She subconsciously bit her lower lip, which had turned slightly white. Her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, and her finger joints turned white due to the force. Obviously, a fierce storm was going on in her heart, and all kinds of complicated emotions were surging in her heart.

Li Zhao's chest heaved violently. He took a deep breath, which seemed to carry a great weight. He slowly spoke, breaking the suffocating silence: "I can't let everyone take risks. This sacrifice, I will bear."

Although his voice was low, it seemed to come from a heavy bronze bell. It was filled with unquestionable firmness, and every word struck heavily on everyone's heart.

"No! Absolutely not!" Su Mengyao's reaction was extremely intense. Almost the moment the words fell, she retorted loudly without hesitation.

Her voice was unusually sharp, and contained an uncontrollable tremor that was difficult to conceal.

This slight trembling was like a faint candle flame in the cold night, swaying and shaking in the wind, appearing so fragile and helpless.

Su Mengyao stared at the person in front of her with her eyes wide open. Her eye sockets gradually turned red and tears welled up in them.

Her lips trembled slightly as she continued, "We've been through so many ups and downs together, and endured so many hardships and dangers. How can I watch you face death alone now? If the time comes when someone needs to make a sacrifice, that person should be me!"

Having said this, she could no longer control her emotions, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks.

Her steps were steady and resolute, each one seemed to measure the length of her fate, as if to demonstrate her determination in this way. Su Mengyao raised her head, looked directly at the other person, and said firmly:

"That's right. We once swore to share joys and sorrows, life and death. So today, no matter what, I will not let you face danger alone. If we must die, we must die together; if we must live, we must live together! Moreover, I have already made up my mind. For this friendship and to complete the mission we shoulder, I am willing to pay any price, even my own life!"

At this moment, from her extremely resolute eyes, one can clearly feel a determination to face death with equanimity, as if she has already put her own life and death aside, just to protect the faith and concern in her heart.

The old man looked at them, his eyes full of emotion. His gaze was like a deep lake, hiding endless stories.

He spoke slowly, "Your friendship is touching, but this sacrifice concerns the fate of the world. We cannot act on impulse alone."

His voice was steady and long, as if carrying the vicissitudes of time.

Just as everyone was arguing, the huge vortex was getting closer and closer like an enraged beast.

Cracks began to appear on the surrounding ground, and the cracks spread across the earth like hideous scars.

Some smaller stones have been sucked into the whirlpool, making sharp whistling sounds. The sound seems like the stones are shouting in despair, or like the whirlpool is roaring triumphantly.

Suddenly, the words on the ancient book began to flash again, and the light became stronger and stronger, like the sun about to explode, stinging people's eyes and hurting them.

A beam of light shot out from the ancient book, pointing straight to the sky, as if it wanted to penetrate the sky and explore the truth of fate.

Everyone looked up in surprise, their eyes filled with shock and curiosity. They saw beams of light forming strange pictures in the sky.

In the picture, a prophet-like man in a white robe slowly emerges. His figure seems to be shrouded in a layer of sacred light, exuding a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

His voice rang out in everyone's ears like a huge bell. It seemed to carry a power that penetrated the soul, and every word resonated clearly in everyone's heart:

"The gears of fate have turned, and your courage and friendship have been witnessed. Sacrifice is not the only way. True strength lies in your unity and trust."

The prophet's image gradually dissipated, like smoke on the wind, gradually disappearing into the sky. New words once again emerged from the ancient book.

Li Zhao and others hurried closer to check. The anxious figure seemed to be chasing the last hope.

It records an ancient fusion technique, through which they can completely fuse their respective powers together to form a powerful energy that is enough to fight against the forces of darkness.

However, this fusion technique is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, not only will it fail, but it may also cause everyone to lose all their power, or even their lives.

The suction of the vortex has caused the ground beneath their feet to shake precariously. Every vibration is like a countdown to fate, and they don't have much time left.

Li Zhao looked at his companions, his eyes full of trust and determination. Those eyes were like a beacon in the darkness, giving people endless courage: "Let's try this fusion technique together. I believe we can do it."

Su Mengyao and the Crown Princess looked at each other, and the exchange of eyes seemed like a silent conversation, conveying their mutual trust and determination.

They nodded heavily, their nod firm and powerful, as if declaring their unyielding spirit to fate.

According to the records in ancient books, the three of them took their positions and began to perform the fusion technique.

Li Zhao held the gem that was a fusion of colorful beads in both hands. The gem emitted a soft and mysterious light in his hands, as if it was the brightest star in the night sky.

He was muttering to himself in a low and solemn voice, and every syllable seemed to carry a mysterious power.

The light of the gem gradually became soft and powerful, and the light rippled like water, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

Su Mengyao quickly formed seals with her hands, and her hands danced in the air like nimble butterflies.

She summoned icy blue spiritual power, which danced around her like ribbons, emitting bursts of chill.

The ice-blue light and the light of the gem in Li Zhao's hand reflected each other, forming a beautiful and mysterious picture.

As they moved, the air around them began to fluctuate violently, as if being stirred by an invisible giant hand.

The two forces gradually converged together to form a huge ball of energy.

The energy ball emitted colorful light, which contained endless power, as if it was the origin of the universe.

However, just as the energy ball was about to take shape, a powerful backlash struck. Li Zhao felt a sharp pain radiating from his body, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing him simultaneously. His body began to tremble, and he could barely stand. Fine beads of sweat covered his forehead, trickling down his cheeks and onto the ground beneath his feet.

Su Mengyao's face showed pain, and their power began to become disordered.

Su Mengyao's ice-blue spiritual power began to flicker, like a candlelight that was about to go out.

At this critical moment, the old man suddenly took action. His figure was like a flash of lightning, and he appeared beside the three people in an instant.

He injected his power into the two of them. That power was like a warm stream, slowly flowing into their bodies and helping them stabilize their strength.

With the help of the old man, the two men concentrated their minds again. They gritted their teeth and increased their output of strength.

Their eyes were full of determination and unyielding spirit, as if proving their resolve to fate.

Finally, the energy ball successfully formed, emitting a dazzling light. That light was like a sun bursting out, illuminating the entire sky. The darkness in the sky was dispelled by this light, as if it had never existed.

Li Zhao controlled this huge energy ball. His eyes were full of concentration and tension, as if he was communicating with the energy ball mentally.

He shot towards the huge vortex, and the energy ball was like a meteor, carrying endless power, cutting through the sky.

The energy ball collided with the vortex, making a deafening sound. The sound seemed like the roar when the world was first created, which made people's eardrums hurt.

The powerful energy fluctuations caused everything around to tremble. The earth was shaking, the mountains were swaying, as if the whole world was about to collapse under the impact of this force.

The vortex began to spin violently, and layers of black ripples appeared on its edges, as if resisting this powerful force.

The black ripples were like the devil's tentacles, wanting to devour everything.

Just when everyone was filled with joy and thought that the mission was accomplished, the seemingly stable vortex underwent an unexpected change without any warning!

Suddenly, a deep and mysterious black hole appeared in the center of the vortex, as if it was the entrance to an endless dark abyss.

From the black hole, a dark force that was even more powerful and terrifying than before continuously emanated.

This dark force was like a surging tide, sweeping towards the energy ball with overwhelming force.

In the blink of an eye, the energy ball was completely swallowed up by this powerful dark force and disappeared without a trace.

Things didn't end there. Immediately after the energy ball was swallowed, a huge wave of darkness roared out from the black hole like a ferocious beast.

The dark wave was like a black tsunami, carrying a devastating momentum as it rushed towards everyone.

Faced with such a horrifying scene, everyone was terrified and looked at the approaching dark wave in horror.

Their eyes revealed deep despair and unspeakable fear, as if the end of the world had come.

Because they had almost exhausted all their strength when performing the fusion technique before, at this moment, facing this unstoppable dark wave, they were helpless and had no power to resist at all.

The dark wave was pressing forward, getting closer and closer to everyone, and the shadow of death once again ruthlessly enveloped their hearts.

"Is it possible that we will not be able to escape this terrible disaster in the end?"

Such a desperate thought flashed through everyone's mind like lightning, making their hearts heavier, as if falling into a bottomless abyss.

Just as the dark tide was about to engulf them, the crystal in Li Zhao's hand suddenly emitted an unprecedented light. That light was like the dawn, carrying endless hope...