novelaction Chapter 485: Fighting in Despair
Chapter 485: Fighting in Despair
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were in the core area of the secret stronghold. The alarm sounded like a sharp arrow, piercing the quiet air and instantly igniting the tense atmosphere around them to the peak. In an instant, the seemingly peaceful stronghold seemed to be a hornet's nest that had been poked. A large number of enemies swarmed out from various hidden corners and quickly surrounded them. For a moment, the sound of shouting, footsteps, and weapons colliding intertwined, making people's eardrums hurt.
Yun Yao's eyes were stern, and she quickly activated her spiritual power without hesitation. A layer of faint blue light instantly appeared around her body. That was the unique spiritual power that the system gave her, like the twinkling stars in the deep night sky, mysterious and full of power. She quickly formed seals with both hands and muttered something. As the last hand seal was completed, ice spikes condensed from the void in front of her like sharp swords and shot towards the first wave of enemies. Wherever the ice spikes passed, the air seemed to be frozen, with a biting cold. Those enemies were unable to dodge and were instantly pierced through the body by the ice spikes. They screamed and fell down.
Chu Mochen was also unambiguous. The long sword in his hand hummed, as if it could sense the master's imminent outbreak of great fighting spirit. His figure flashed, and he rushed into the enemy group like a ghost. The long sword in his hand instantly turned into a silver stream of light, and the sword energy was overflowing. Every time he swung the sword, it seemed to tear the air apart, bringing a sharp whistling sound. Wherever the sword went, the enemies were repelled like kites with broken strings. His sword skills were sharp and precise. Every move and every style hit the enemy's vital points. In the blink of an eye, several enemies had fallen under his feet, and blood slowly spread on the ground, dyeing the land a dazzling red.
However, the number of enemies was too huge. When one wave fell, another wave came continuously, as if it was endless. Although Yun Yao and Chu Mochen cooperated well, covered each other, and stood back to back, not giving the enemy any chance, as the battle continued, their spiritual power consumption rate became more and more alarming. Yun Yao's forehead was covered with sweat, his face was slightly pale, and the speed of the seals in his hands gradually slowed down. The power of the ice spikes was much weaker than before. Chu Mochen was the same. His breathing became heavy, and his sword-holding arm trembled slightly. Every time he swung the sword, he needed to use more strength. His clothes were already soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to his back.
But even so, the firm belief in their hearts has never wavered - obtain evidence and save the sect! This belief is like a burning flame, burning in their exhausted bodies, giving them the strength to continue fighting.
At this time, a tall, muscular enemy leader saw the fatigue of the two, and a ferocious smile flashed in his eyes. He waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Concentrate your firepower and take down these two guys who don't know how to live or die!" As his order was issued, the surrounding enemies quickly adjusted their formations, surrounded Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, and attacked more fiercely. Various spell lights and weapons flashed intertwined and poured down on the two.
Seeing this, Yun Yao gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "This won't work. We must find a way to break through this predicament." Taking advantage of the short respite, she quickly scanned the surroundings and her eyes suddenly fell on a huge stone pillar not far away. This stone pillar seemed to support the top structure of the stronghold. If it was destroyed, it might cause chaos and create an opportunity for them to break out. Thinking of this, she whispered to Chu Mochen, "Brother Chu, do you see the stone pillar over there? Let's work together to break it and create chaos to break out!" Chu Mochen understood and nodded slightly, revealing a hint of determination in his eyes.
The two looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding in an instant. Yun Yao danced with both hands quickly, and the spiritual power in her body surged wildly, gathering between her palms, forming a spiritual power ball emitting dazzling blue light. The spiritual power ball grew larger and larger, and the surrounding air was distorted and deformed, like a small sun about to explode. At the same time, Chu Mochen took a deep breath and poured all the remaining spiritual power into the long sword. The long sword shone brightly, and the buzzing sound was deafening. A layer of golden runes even appeared faintly on the sword body, which was a sign that he was about to launch the strongest attack.
"Do it!" Yun Yao shouted, and pushed forward with both hands. The spirit ball whizzed towards the stone pillar like a cannonball. Almost at the same moment, Chu Mochen soared into the air, holding up his sword, like a god of war, and chopped down the stone pillar with all his strength with endless pressure. The sword and the spirit ball hit the stone pillar one after another. In an instant, a deafening sound broke out, and the stone pillar exploded, and the broken stones flew everywhere. The huge impact force shook the surrounding enemies to the ground, and many people were injured by the flying broken stones. The stronghold suddenly fell into chaos.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen seized this fleeting opportunity and rushed towards the weakest area of the chaos like lightning. Along the way, they still did not forget to attack the enemies who blocked their way. Yun Yao used the unique spells given by the system, shooting out ropes of fire from her palm from time to time to tie up the approaching enemies and make them unable to move; Chu Mochen relied on his exquisite swordsmanship to pick, stab, and chop, and each sword could carve a bloody path through the enemy group.
However, the enemy quickly recovered from the chaos and organized an effective pursuit again. An enemy monk who was good at speed, his figure was like a gust of wind, and he closed the distance between him and Yun Yao in an instant. The dagger in his hand flashed with cold light and stabbed Yun Yao's back fiercely. Yun Yao sensed the danger behind her and dodged to the side. The dagger brushed her clothes and cut a hole. Her eyebrows were raised, and a flash of anger flashed in her eyes. She turned around and punched the monk with an ice fist. The fist was filled with cold air and directly knocked the monk out. He hit the wall heavily, spitting blood and fell to the ground.
On the other side, Chu Mochen also encountered a strong enemy. An enemy magic master waved his hands, and black lightning surged out from his palms, entwining Chu Mochen like an angry dragon. Chu Mochen did not dare to be careless, and the long sword spun rapidly in front of him, forming a silver sword curtain, trying to resist the invasion of lightning. But the power of the lightning was too strong, and the sword curtain gradually cracked under the impact of lightning. Chu Mochen only felt a strong electric current passing along the sword body, and his arm was numb, and he almost couldn't hold the long sword. He endured the discomfort, shouted loudly, and the spiritual power in his body burst out again, increasing the power of the sword curtain to the extreme, and then he barely resisted the lightning.
During this fierce battle, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen gradually approached the exit of the stronghold. But when they were only a few steps away from the exit, an enemy array master suddenly set up a powerful forbidden array at the exit. The array was shining, and runes were flowing, like an invisible barrier, completely blocking their way. Yun Yao was anxious, and she tried to use the system to analyze the flaws of the array, but due to time constraints and excessive spiritual power consumption, it was difficult to find a way to crack it for a while.
"What should we do? This magic circle cannot be broken for a while, and the enemy is about to catch up again!" Yun Yao looked at Chu Mochen anxiously. Chu Mochen's face was cold, and his eyes revealed determination and determination. He said in a deep voice: "Yun Yao, don't panic! Let's attack the same part of the magic circle together. Even if we can't break it, we must weaken its power and fight our way out!" After that, he clenched the sword again, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and he chopped at the upper left corner of the magic circle with all his strength. Seeing this, Yun Yao also hurriedly mobilized the remaining spiritual power in his body, formed seals with both hands, and a thick ice column hit the upper left corner of the magic circle.
Under the combined attack of the two, the magic circle flickered violently, and the runes seemed to have been hit hard and began to become disordered. Although the magic circle was not completely broken, the barrier there was obviously much thinner. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other, both with determination in their eyes. They gathered their strength again and prepared to launch the final attack.
At this moment, the enemies behind them had already caught up, and all kinds of attacks came again. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen gritted their teeth, ignoring the danger behind them, and focused all their energy on the magic circle. With a loud bang, the magic circle was finally torn open by their combined attack, and the two rushed out without hesitation.
But as soon as they left the stronghold, they found that the outside was already full of enemy reinforcements. These reinforcements heard the movement in the stronghold and quickly came to support, surrounding the exit tightly. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's hearts sank. They didn't expect that they had just escaped from the wolf's den and fell into the tiger's mouth. But at this moment, they had no way out and could only fight to the death.
Yun Yao looked at the densely packed enemies in front of her, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her disordered breath. Her mind was working rapidly, recalling the various spells and skills she had learned in the system, trying to find a response. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she thought of a bold plan. She leaned close to Chu Mochen's ear and whispered, "Brother Chu, I have an idea. I will cast an illusion to confuse their sight, and you take the opportunity to find the enemy's weak link, and we will break through in one fell swoop." Chu Mochen nodded slightly to show his agreement.
Yun Yao quickly formed seals with her hands and muttered something. As a flash of light passed by, her figure seemed to be a clone, instantly transforming into dozens of identical phantoms, rushing in all directions. These phantoms were either casting spells or holding weapons, and they were exactly the same as the real Yun Yao. For a moment, the enemy could not tell which one was the real Yun Yao, and their formation was in chaos.
Chu Mochen took advantage of the enemy's panic and quickly scanned the field with his sharp eyes. He found that the enemy's right defense line was a little confused due to the impact of the phantom, and there was a loophole in the coordination between the personnel. He rushed to the right without hesitation, wielding the long sword in his hand tightly, and each sword was determined to kill. Yun Yao's phantom assisted from the side, attracting the enemy's firepower and creating better conditions for Chu Mochen to break through.
With the close cooperation of the two, they finally succeeded in breaking through the heavy encirclement of the enemy and ran away. Behind them, the enemy's shouts of killing continued, but they did not dare to stop for a moment and rushed all the way to the direction of the sect. They knew that only by bringing the evidence back to the sect as soon as possible could they completely resolve this crisis.
However, their spiritual power was almost exhausted in this fierce battle, and their bodies were exhausted. Every step seemed to be a heavy weight. But even so, they relied on their tenacious will and moved forward step by step towards hope. Their gradually receding backs, under the afterglow of the setting sun, seemed like a light of faith that would never fade.