Legend of the Embroiderer

Li Zhao and others stood stiffly in front of the core of the dark origin, where the aura of terror was becoming increasingly strong, and the threat of death was all around them.

Their bodies were covered with scars from the continuous battles, and every wound told of the cruelty of the battle.

Their spirits were also pressed to the limit by this seemingly endless desperate situation. The fatigue came over them like a tide, wave after wave, almost drowning them completely.

The Guardian of Dark Will's sharp, mocking laughter was like sharp steel knives, raging wildly in the twisted space. Each laugh hit everyone's nerves hard, making their already tense nerves even more fragile, as if they would break at the slightest touch.

Li Zhao tightly grasped the crystal that had acquired mysterious power. Sweat continued to seep from his forehead, slid down his cheeks, and dripped onto the back of his hand that was holding the crystal.

He could clearly feel the surging power within the crystal. That power was like a turbulent undercurrent, surging and surging inside the crystal.

But when he looked up at the dark origin core that was so powerful that it was almost unsolvable, he couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart, and uneasy emotions grew wildly like weeds.

Although this force is strong, facing the terrifying darkness that is enough to destroy the entire world, can it really turn the tide and become the key force to break the shackles of darkness?

There was no answer in Li Zhao's heart, only deep worry and a glimmer of hope.

"Don't panic. Now that we've found the power that connects light and darkness, there must be a way."

Li Zhao muttered to himself in a low voice, his voice trembling slightly due to nervousness and fatigue.

His eyes slowly swept over his companions one by one. Seeing their tired but determined faces, a warm feeling surged in his heart. It was the friendship between his companions who shared life and death, and it was also the powerful motivation that supported him to continue fighting.

Su Mengyao was holding on with all her might, her once bright eyes now bloodshot and exhausted.

Although the pain in her arm made her movements slow and stiff, and every time she raised her hand it felt like she was lifting a thousand-pound weight, and the piercing pain made her frown slightly, she still held the ice blade tightly. The ice blade flashed with cold light in her hand, as if telling of her determination to never give up.

The Crown Princess covered her shoulder with her hands, blood seeping out from between her fingers, staining her clothes red.

The flame danced in her palm, but it was no longer as strong and blazing as before. At this moment, it was more like a candle in the wind, burning weakly but tenaciously.

It is this seemingly weak flame that carries her persistent desire for victory and her strong belief in survival. It is the last ray of light she holds on to in this dark and desperate situation.

The spirit user leaned on her staff, her body swaying as if a slight breeze could blow her down.

Her face was as pale as paper, bloodless, her lips were cracked and chapped, and every breath was accompanied by the violent rise and fall of her chest, making a faint gasping sound.

But her eyes revealed a stubbornness and a desire for victory, and her gaze was like the cold stars twinkling in the night sky, shining brightly in the darkness.

The mysterious old man stood quietly by the side. Although his face was full of fatigue, his eyes were still firm.

The bamboo flute in his hand gleamed with an ancient luster in the darkness. It seemed to contain endless power, ready to be played again at any time, providing the last shelter for everyone and becoming their last support in the darkness.

Li Zhao's chest heaved violently as he tried to calm the tension and fear in his heart.

He said loudly: "Together, let's inject power into the crystal and use this connected power to try to restore the balance of the core of the dark origin!"

His voice echoed in the dark space with an unquestionable firmness.

Everyone nodded upon hearing this. Although they were filled with worry and fear shrouded them like a haze, they had no choice but to pin all their hopes on this seemingly slim plan. It was their only ray of light in the darkness.

Su Mengyao was the first to inject ice-blue spiritual power into the crystal. The spiritual power was like a flexible silk thread, gently yet tenaciously wrapping around the crystal.

The spiritual power exuded a cold aura, instantly condensing the surrounding air into a thin layer of frost. Every flow of spiritual power seemed to carry her strong desire to escape from the predicament.

The Crown Princess then channeled the power of fire into it, and when the flames met the ice-blue spiritual power, a violent reaction occurred instantly.

The fusion of ice and fire made a sizzling sound, and the light of the crystal flickered, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, as if struggling between darkness and light.

The spiritualist also exerted all her might, channeling the power from her staff. Her hands gripped the staff tightly, her knuckles turning white from the exertion. Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, dripping onto the strangely fluorescent ground beneath her feet before disappearing in an instant.

Although the light is faint, it carries an indomitable power, like a seedling that grows tenaciously in the darkness, unyielding.

The mysterious old man played the bamboo flute, and the melodious flute sound swirled and echoed in the air, like an invisible force, turning into golden energy threads and slowly merging into the crystal.

Each note seems to contain ancient wisdom and powerful power, injecting new vitality into the crystal.

Li Zhao concentrated his mind and focused on guiding the power of the crowd to merge with the mysterious power in the crystal.

His eyes were firm and focused, as if the whole world consisted of only him and the crystal in his hand.

The crystal shone brightly, and that light was like a rising sun, instantly illuminating the entire dark space. Wherever the light reached, the darkness receded like a tide.

The light was like the breaking of dawn, bringing warmth and hope, forming a sharp contrast with the terrifying darkness at the core of the dark origin, as if it was the final showdown between light and darkness.

Under Li Zhao's guidance, the crystal light slowly approached the core of the origin of darkness.

Wherever the light reached, the dark power around the core of the origin of darkness seemed to have been strongly impacted, and began to roll and surge violently, emitting bursts of low roars, as if the dark power was making its last struggle.

Seeing this, the guardian of the dark will let out an angry roar. The roar was deafening, as if it would shatter the entire space.

It controlled the core of the origin of darkness and released black energy waves. The energy waves were like surging black tides, carrying endless destructive power, rushing towards the crystal light and Li Zhao and others.

Li Zhao and others gritted their teeth, their facial muscles tensed due to the exertion, and tried their best to resist the impact of the dark energy wave.

The energy waves hit their makeshift defenses, making a deafening sound. Each impact was like a blockbuster bomb exploding next to them. The powerful impact made their bodies tremble uncontrollably and their feet involuntarily stepped back.

The ground cracked under their feet, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web. The surrounding space was also distorted by the collision of this powerful force, as if it would collapse at any time.

But they did not give up. Their eyes revealed firm belief, and their feet were like nails to the ground, pushing the crystal light forward firmly.

Just as the crystal light was about to touch the core of the dark origin, the guardian of the dark will suddenly exerted a strange power.

It merged the power of the dark origin core with the surrounding dark space, forming a huge dark vortex.

Endless dark power surged in the vortex, like a black hole that swallowed everything, gradually devouring the crystal light and the power of Li Zhao and others.

Black lightning flashed from time to time in the dark vortex. Every time a lightning bolt fell, the surrounding air made a sharp whistling sound, as if cheering for the victory of the darkness.

Everyone's faces turned pale, like the first snow in winter, without any blood.

They could feel their strength rapidly draining away, and their bodies were gradually being pulled by the dark vortex, as if they were trapped in an endless abyss. The more they struggled, the deeper they sank.

"No, we can't be defeated like this!"

Li Zhao roared, his voice filled with resentment and anger. He mobilized the last of his strength, trying to break the shackles of the dark vortex.

His body trembled from the exertion, and the blood vessels on his arms bulged like winding snakes, but his eyes were extremely firm, as if he was determined to fight this dark force to the end.

Just when everyone was in dire straits, Li Zhao suddenly remembered the scene he had seen in the depths of his consciousness before, a special fluctuation when light and darkness were balanced.

The image flashed through his mind like a flash of lightning.

He concentrated, closed his eyes, and tried to recall the frequency and rhythm of the fluctuations, and then integrated them into the power of the crystal.

A miracle happened. The crystal light suddenly became brighter, as if a bright star exploded in the darkness.

And it produced a wave that counteracted the dark vortex. The wave was like ripples on a calm lake, spreading out layer by layer and colliding with the power of the dark vortex.

The power of the dark vortex began to weaken. The originally surging dark power became sluggish, and the rotation speed of the vortex gradually slowed down.

Everyone saw hope, the fire of fighting spirit was rekindled in their eyes, and they all increased their output of strength.

As the crystal light continued to advance, cracks appeared on the surface of the core of the origin of darkness, and the strange black light began to flicker.

The guardian of the dark will let out a terrified cry, which was filled with fear and despair. It frantically manipulated the dark power, trying to repair the cracks in the core of the dark origin.

It sent the dark forces rushing towards the cracks like a tide, but the power of the crystal light was like a sharp blade, pushing the dark forces back time and time again.

Li Zhao and his companions seized the opportunity to pursue the enemy, pouring all their strength into the crystal. The crystal shone like a sharp blade, carrying endless power and hope, piercing the crack in the core of the dark origin.

Under the impact of the light, the cracks in the core of the dark origin became bigger and bigger, and the power of the guardian of the dark will became weaker and weaker.

The figure of the guardian of the dark will appeared and disappeared in the darkness, becoming blurred, as if it was about to be swallowed by the core of the dark origin.

Just when everyone thought victory was in sight, the core of the origin of darkness suddenly underwent an unexpected change.

The dark power within it began to surge wildly, like boiling magma, forming a huge ball of dark energy.

This energy ball contains the power to destroy the world, like a super bomb about to explode. Once it explodes, the whole world will be destroyed.

The space around the energy ball was distorted even more severely, and the light was refracted strangely around it, forming distorted light and shadows, as if it was the prelude to the end of the world.

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

The laughter was full of madness and despair, like the last madness of a loser.

Li Zhao and the others looked at the dark energy ball that was about to explode, their hearts filled with fear. They had already exhausted all their strength, their bodies were exhausted and covered with scars.

Facing this ultimate crisis, it seems that nothing can be done to save the situation. But their eyes still gleam with an unyielding light, and they will never give up even if there is only a glimmer of hope.