Legend of the Embroiderer

The core of the dark origin suddenly burst out with a creepy and terrifying aura. This aura was like a raging black storm that covered the sky and the sun, with a destructive momentum. In the blink of an eye, it completely swallowed up the entire space.

The ground beneath my feet seemed to be roughly grabbed and shaken by an invisible giant devil's hand. In an instant, it began to tremble violently, like a frightened beast struggling in pain.

After the ground shook, huge, bottomless cracks spread rapidly in all directions like a raging black spider web.

These cracks greedily devoured everything around them, leaving no grass behind wherever they passed.

The liquids that had been flowing quietly and emitting a mysterious and strange fluorescence were now rushing down the cracks like wild beasts that had lost their restraints.

The moment they come into contact with the air, they make a harsh "sizzling" sound, as if playing a sad song full of despair and sorrow for the impending doomsday crisis.

The strange rocks of various shapes in the sky were also affected and began to shake.

After a series of shrill whistling winds, these strange rocks fell from the sky like raindrops.

They slammed heavily into the ground, splashing up thick black smoke and dust that quickly filled the entire space like smoke and fog.

The black smoke and dust that filled the sky made people's vision extremely blurred, as if they were suddenly placed in a chaotic and dark world without sunlight.

Li Zhao and others were shocked by this sudden change and retreated repeatedly, their stumbling footsteps leaving traces on the ground.

Their faces were filled with shock and fear, as if they had seen the end of the world.

Su Mengyao's face was as pale as paper, completely bloodless. Her injured arm hung limply at her side. Blood was still oozing out, dripping down her fingertips and gathering into a small pool of crimson at her feet, which was quickly swallowed up by the dark earth.

The Crown Princess clutched her injured shoulder tightly, her fingers digging deep into the flesh around the wound. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down her pale forehead, each one carrying her pain and fear.

Her face was distorted by pain and fear, and her once bright eyes were now filled with despair.

The spirit messenger relied on his staff to barely support his body, his figure shaky, like a candle in the wind.

Her already weak body became even more vulnerable in this brutal battle.

The light of the gem on the top of the staff became dimmer and dimmer. Shrouded in darkness, the weak light seemed to be about to go out at any time, just like her life which was in danger at the moment.

The guardian of the dark will let out a wild laugh. That laugh was like a sharp blade, piercing back and forth in the trembling space, full of mockery and complacency:

"You are too naive! The power of this dark origin core is endless. Your struggle is just a waste of time!"

Its figure loomed in the darkness, becoming increasingly larger and more ferocious.

Black lightning surrounded his body, like a dancing black dragon, constantly striking around.

Every time a lightning bolt struck, it left a deep scorch mark on the ground. The scorch mark emitted a pungent smell, as if telling of the tyranny of the dark power.

Li Zhao held the crystal tightly in his hand. Although his heart was filled with fear, his eyes were extremely firm, like stars shining in the cold night.

He knew very well that retreating at this moment would mean complete failure and all the efforts they had gone through would be wasted.

The power in the crystal continued to surge, and its connection with the core of the dark origin became closer and closer, as if calling him to unravel the mystery.

He also realized that although this power was extremely powerful, it was not easy to fully control it. Every attempt was like groping forward in the dark, full of unknowns and dangers.

The mysterious old man's expression also became solemn, his brows were tightly furrowed into the shape of a "chuan" character, and his eyes revealed unprecedented worry.

The bamboo flute in his hand danced quickly, and the rhythm of the flute suddenly accelerated, like a passionate war song, trying to suppress the outbreak of dark forces.

The sound of the flute turned into golden rays of light, shining and jumping in the darkness, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, but it seemed so fragile and tiny in front of the terrifying dark aura, as if it would be swallowed by the darkness at any time.

He shouted to Li Zhao anxiously: "The power of this dark origin core is beyond my imagination. The power of the crystal may be our last hope, but you must master it as soon as possible!"

Li Zhao took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, trying to calm the tension and fear in his heart.

He slowly closed his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a shadow on his eyelids.

Concentrate and immerse all your attention in feeling the power of the crystal.

Deep in his consciousness, ancient and mysterious pictures slowly emerged like a kaleidoscope.

It is the memory of the origin of this world and the struggle between darkness and light. Each picture seems to carry the vicissitudes and weight of time.

He witnessed the first confrontation between light and darkness in ancient times.

It was a battle that shook heaven and earth, with light and darkness intertwined, and the collision of power produced endless roars.

And the formation process of the dark origin core. It turns out that the dark origin core is not pure evil, but an unbalanced force.

It was originally one with the source of light, but was separated for some mysterious and unknown reason, which led to chaos and turmoil in the world.

Li Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, and a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, as if he had found a glimmer of hope in the darkness.

He said loudly to everyone, "I know what to do! The core of the Dark Origin and the Light Origin are originally one. We cannot simply destroy it, but we must guide it back to balance!"

As he spoke, he slowly injected his understanding and perception of the origin of light into the crystal, just like injecting the power of life.

The crystal shone brightly, and the originally mysterious light became even purer, carrying a soft and warm power, like the warm sun in spring, forming a sharp contrast with the terrifying aura of the core of the dark origin.

Li Zhao guided the light of the crystal and slowly and carefully approached the core of the origin of darkness. Every step was full of caution and determination.

The guardian of the dark will sensed Li Zhao's intention and instantly became even crazier, like an enraged beast.

It controlled the dark forces and launched a fierce attack on Li Zhao.

Countless black tentacles stretched out from the darkness, twisting their bodies like hungry pythons, and madly coiled towards Li Zhao.

Wherever the tentacles reached, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

Li Zhao brandished the lightsaber, the sword flashing with a cold light and drawing arcs in the air.

He struggled to cut off the approaching tentacles, and black mucus splattered everywhere, emitting a disgusting stench.

The tentacles kept coming like a surging tide, and he gradually became unable to resist.

His arms were sore from the prolonged swinging, and each resistance became more difficult.

Seeing this, Su Mengyao, the Crown Princess and the spiritual envoy joined the battle without hesitation, regardless of their own injuries.

Su Mengyao endured the weakness of her body and the pain in her arms, and gathered the last of her ice-blue spiritual power.

Spiritual power gathered in her palm, transforming into countless sharp ice blades that shot towards the tentacles like a rainstorm.

The ice blades flashed coldly in the air, carrying a biting chill, and each one contained her desire for victory.

The Crown Princess endured the severe pain in her shoulder, a look of pain on her face, but her eyes were extremely firm.

She condensed the flames into a fireball, which burned with a crackling sound and smashed towards the guardian of the dark will with a scorching temperature.

Each fireball was like an expression of her anger, trying to dispel the endless darkness.

The spiritual user used up her last bit of strength to swing her staff. Although the gem on the top of the staff shone dimly, she still tried her best to release the light to provide cover for Li Zhao.

The light was like a weak barrier, protecting Li Zhao in the darkness. Although the barrier was so fragile, she never gave up.

The mysterious old man also increased the power of his flute, and the sound became more and more passionate, like thousands of troops galloping past.

The flute sounds transformed into golden shields that surrounded everyone and resisted the attacks of the dark forces.

Under the impact of the dark power, the shield trembled slightly and made a buzzing sound, as if it was engaged in a fierce confrontation with the dark power.

With the joint efforts of everyone, Li Zhao finally broke through the obstruction of the dark power and sent the light of the crystal to the crack in the core of the dark origin.

The light merged into the cracks, the vibration of the core of the dark origin gradually weakened, and the terrifying dark aura began to dissipate.

The guardian of the dark will let out a desperate scream, his voice filled with fear and unwillingness. His figure began to become blurred, as if he was about to be swallowed by the core of the dark origin.

Just when everyone thought victory was in sight, the guardian of the dark will suddenly burst out with a final burst of strength.

It abandoned all disguises and turned into a ball of pure dark energy, rushing towards the core of the origin of darkness regardless of everything.

This dark energy carried endless resentment and destructive power, like a dark star about to explode, and instantly merged with the core of the dark origin.

The core of the origin of darkness underwent drastic changes again. A layer of strange black light appeared on its surface. This light was even more terrifying than the previous dark power, as if it was going to drag the entire world into an endless abyss.

The voice of the guardian of the dark will rang out in the darkness: "Since I can't control this world, let everything be destroyed!"

Li Zhao and others watched this scene in horror. Their strength had been exhausted, their bodies were exhausted and covered with wounds.

Facing this destructive force, it seems that nothing can be done.

The entire space was shaking under the impact of this force, stones on the walls were falling one after another, the cracks in the ground were getting bigger and bigger, and it could collapse at any time.