Tomb Raiding: All Things Merge, Starting with 400x Strength

The entire underground space was shrouded in endless darkness, like a huge black abyss, with not a single ray of light able to penetrate this thick darkness.

Darkness is like a thick curtain, hiding everything inside and making it impossible to see the surrounding environment.

The temperature was extremely low, as if we were in an ice cellar. The breath we exhaled instantly froze into white ice crystals, which shimmered faintly in the darkness.

Deathly silence, an eerie stillness. There wasn't a sound, not a whisper of wind, not a murmur of flowing water, not even the sound of breathing; the silence swallowed everything, as if the entire world had ceased to function.

A suffocating and terrifying atmosphere filled the air, making them feel as if an invisible pair of eyes were watching them from the darkness, ready to devour them at any moment.

"Where...where is this?"

The fat man's voice trembled, filled with fear and despair.

He pressed his body tightly against the wall, trying to gain a sense of security from the cold stone.

In this dark world, he felt so small and helpless, like a lamb lost in the darkness.

"Be careful, there is a powerful and evil force here."

Zhang Hao's voice was low and solemn, and his eyes scanned his surroundings warily, trying to find a clue in the darkness.

He could sense the aura of the ancient god in the depths of this darkness—a chilling aura that seemed to emanate from an endless abyss.

The group huddled together, their weapons trembling slightly.

Their breathing was rapid and heavy, and each of them could hear their own heart pounding.

In this dark world, their courage and confidence are being eroded little by little.

Suddenly, a deep roar came from the darkness, like the roar of an ancient behemoth.

The sound echoed in the darkness, making everyone's eardrums ache. Immediately afterwards, an immense pressure swept over them, making it almost impossible for them to stand.

"It's an ancient god!"

Wu Tianzhen cried out in terror.

His voice sounded so faint in the darkness, as if it might be swallowed up by the darkness at any moment.

His eyes were filled with fear as he stared intently into the darkness, as if the most terrifying thing in the world was hidden there.

Everyone's faces turned pale; they knew that the real challenge had only just begun.

In this dark underground world, they will face unprecedented terror and danger, and their only hope is to unite and fight against the ancient gods.

With that deafening roar, a gigantic figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

The figure seemed to be formed from endless dark matter, blurry and distorted, making it impossible to see its full appearance.

All one can feel is its enormous size, like a majestic mountain, giving people an endless sense of oppression.

The eyes of the ancient god were like two enormous black holes, deep and cold, emitting a chilling, eerie light.

The eerie light seemed to penetrate everything, reaching deep into everyone's soul, making them feel as if their hearts were being mercilessly spied upon.

Its body was surrounded by a layer of black mist, within which eerie light flickered from time to time, as if concealing countless secrets and dangers.

The ancient god noticed the arrival of the group and let out an angry roar, its voice filled with endless malice and killing intent.

Then, it swung its huge arms and pounced on the crowd.

Its movements appear slow, yet they contain immense power; wherever it passes, the air is instantly torn apart, emitting a hissing sound.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhang Hao shouted loudly.

His voice echoed in the darkness, filled with anxiety and worry.

The crowd quickly scattered to avoid the ancient god's attack.

The ancient god's arm slammed heavily onto the ground, causing the entire underground space to tremble. Countless stones fell from above, as if a rain of stones was falling.

The ancient god's attack did not stop. It opened its blood-red maw, and a black substance surged out like a tide, sweeping towards everyone.

This black substance has no physical form, resembling an invisible cloud of smoke, yet it contains a powerful corrosive force.

Anything it touches is instantly corroded into nothingness.

"What is this thing? I can't hit it!"

The fat man cried out in terror.

His voice was filled with despair as he frantically swung his weapon, but it had no effect on the black substance.

He watched helplessly as the black substance approached him, filled with fear and despair.

The black substance spread rapidly, enveloping everyone.

Everyone felt a chill rise from the soles of their feet and instantly spread throughout their bodies.

The skin in the areas eroded by the black substance quickly becomes dry, dull, and lifeless.

A strong sense of weakness welled up inside them, making their movements sluggish and their thoughts become blurred.

"No, we'll all die here if this continues!"

Wu Tianzhen said through gritted teeth.

His face was filled with pain and struggle as he endured his physical discomfort, trying to find an opportunity to fight back.

His eyes revealed unwavering conviction; despite facing immense danger, he never gave up hope.

Zhang Qilin, wielding the Black Gold Ancient Blade, charged toward the Ancient God.

His eyes were firm, and every step he took was steady and powerful.

The black gold ancient sword gleamed coldly in his hand as he tried to find the ancient god's weakness and deliver a fatal blow.

However, the ancient god's body was incredibly hard; when the black gold ancient sword struck it, it only sparked a string of sparks but could not cause any real damage.

"Hey buddy, watch out!"

"Wu Tianzhen exclaimed. His eyes were filled with worry. Zhang Qilin was one of the strongest fighters in their team, and his safety was a matter of life and death for the entire team."

The group was in dire straits, and the shadow of death loomed over them.

At this critical moment, can Zhang Hao find a way to fight the ancient god and save everyone from danger?

Just as everyone was about to be completely swallowed by the black substance released by the ancient god and fall into eternal damnation, Zhang Hao suddenly remembered the water spirit he possessed.

At this critical moment, a matter of life and death, he had no time to think and quickly took out the Water Spirit from his pocket without hesitation.

As soon as the Water Spirit appeared, it emitted a soft yet dazzling blue light.

The light, like the warm sun in spring, pierced through the despairing darkness and illuminated a small area around everyone.

Within the light, the Water Spirit slowly rotated, like a mysterious blue vortex, radiating powerful and enigmatic energy fluctuations.

As the Water Spirit rotated, the air around it began to become humid, filled with a refreshing mist.

These water vapors quickly condensed into countless tiny water droplets, which danced around the spirit of water.

Water droplets collided and merged, gradually forming a crystal-clear water curtain barrier that tightly protected everyone inside.

The black substance surged against the water curtain barrier, hissing as if countless venomous snakes were roaring angrily.

Each collision caused the water curtain barrier to tremble violently, as if it were about to shatter at any moment.

However, the water curtain barrier stubbornly resisted the erosion of the black substance, giving everyone a precious chance to catch their breath.

"This water spirit is truly powerful!"

The fat man exclaimed in surprise, a long-lost smile appearing on his face.

In this dark and desperate situation, the appearance of the Water Spirit was like a ray of hope, giving him renewed hope for survival.

"Everyone, don't relax yet. The power of this ancient god is too great. We can't let our guard down."

Zhang Hao said, panting heavily.

His face was etched with exhaustion, but his eyes were unusually determined.

He knew that although the Water Spirit had temporarily withstood the ancient god's attack, this was only a temporary measure. They had to find a way to completely defeat the ancient god as soon as possible, otherwise they would still be doomed once the Water Spirit's power was exhausted.

The crowd nodded in agreement, huddling together and watching the ancient god's every move with vigilance.

Under the protection of the Water Spirit, they were temporarily safe, but they knew that the danger was not truly over and that greater challenges lay ahead.

The ancient god seemed to be enraged by the water spirit's obstruction. It let out an even more furious roar, its voice filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.

Then it intensified its attack, and the black matter surged like a tidal wave, crashing against the Water Spirit's barrier wave after wave.

Each impact was accompanied by a huge energy fluctuation, causing the entire underground space to tremble.

Zhang Hao felt unprecedented pressure; his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his face was as pale as paper.

He had done everything in his power to maintain the barrier of the water spirit, and the energy in his body was being rapidly depleted.

He could feel his power gradually weakening, while the ancient god's attacks showed no signs of abating.

"Uncle, how are you?"

Wu Tianzhen asked anxiously.

His face was full of worry, and he felt very sorry for Zhang Hao when he saw how tired he looked.

"I... I can still hold on."

Zhang Hao said through gritted teeth. His voice trembled slightly, clearly indicating that he had reached his limit.

But he knew he couldn't fall. If he did, the water spirit's barrier would disappear, and everyone's lives would be in danger.

The crowd gathered around Zhang Hao, trying to offer him some help.

Zhang Qilin channeled his energy into Zhang Hao's body, hoping to alleviate his burden;

Wu Tianzhen cheered him on from the sidelines, encouraging him to persevere.

Fatty and Xie Xiaohua were not to be outdone. They kept attacking the ancient god, trying to attract its attention and buy more time for Zhang Hao.

However, the attacks from the crowd were like tickling the ancient god, having no real effect whatsoever.

The ancient gods' bodies were incredibly hard, and their weapons were completely ineffective against them.

Moreover, the ancient gods have an extremely wide attack range, making it impossible for them to get close.

The two sides reached a stalemate, and for a time it was difficult to determine a clear winner.

The ancient god launched continuous attacks, attempting to break through the barrier of the water spirit;

Zhang Hao and the others fought desperately, trying their best to maintain the barrier.

Time was ticking away, and everyone's physical strength and energy were being depleted.

They didn't know how long this stalemate could last, or what the final outcome would be.

"This can't go on; we must find a way to break the deadlock."

Zhang Hao said, panting heavily.

A hint of anxiety flashed in his eyes. He knew that if things continued like this, they would eventually be dragged down by the ancient god.

"But what can we do? This ancient god is too powerful; we are no match for it at all."

"I can't believe it," the fat man said in despair. His voice was filled with helplessness and despair; he felt so small and powerless in the face of the ancient god's immense power.

"There will always be a way; we can't just give up like this."

Wu Tianzhen said firmly. His eyes revealed a hint of defiance; despite facing enormous difficulties, he never gave up hope.