PFC Chapter 195 Battle Victory
Chapter 195 Battle Victory
On the battlefield shrouded in dark mist, though trapped in a predicament, the group remained calm. Lin Qing brandished his longsword, his sword energy crisscrossing, attempting to dispel the thick fog before them. However, the fog, like viscous ink, clung tightly, showing no sign of dissipating. Qin Feng, on the other hand, exerted all his spatial power, trying to tear a gap in the fog to allow everyone to see the situation clearly. But the fog seemed to possess a self-repairing ability, the gaps he had just torn open instantly filling up again.
Jasmine closed her eyes tightly, concentrating all her spiritual power in an attempt to break through the fog and find the leader of the "Dark Night Society." Her forehead was covered in sweat, and her face was slightly pale, but her eyes were unwavering. With her spiritual power probing, she finally detected a trace of evil aura deep within the fog—the very location of the "Dark Night Society" leader.
"I've found him! Everyone, follow me!" Jasmine shouted, her voice echoing through the mist and pointing the way for everyone.
Upon hearing this, Lin Qing immediately brandished his longsword and charged in the direction Jasmine had pointed. Golden flames blazed around him, illuminating a small area. The flames seemed to possess the power to dispel darkness, and the mist thinned slightly wherever they touched. Ye Lan followed closely behind, playing a stirring melody on her long flute. The flute's sound transformed into energy ripples that spread through the mist, not only bolstering the group's courage but also attempting to disrupt any enemies hidden within. Qin Feng, meanwhile, maintained his spatial defenses to prevent enemy attacks while rapidly moving to rejoin the others.
As they approached the malevolent aura, the figure of the leader of the "Dark Night Society" gradually emerged from the mist. At this moment, the leader's black robe was tattered, revealing a body full of wounds. Black bloodstains still lingered at the corners of his mouth, but his eyes still flickered with madness and resentment.
"You... don't think you can beat me like this!" the leader shouted hoarsely. He suddenly raised his hands, and the surrounding dark mist instantly surged as if it were alive, sweeping towards the crowd.
"Hmph, you're already at your limit, yet you still dare to be stubborn!" Lin Qing sneered, his longsword shining brightly as he unleashed a powerful sword aura once more. This time, the sword aura was even more magnificent than before, its golden light shining like a small sun, dazzlingly bright in the dark mist, shooting straight towards the leader.
At the same time, Ye Lan placed the long flute in her hand to her lips and played a rapid and sharp melody. As the flute sounded, the surrounding air seemed to ignite, and fire elements gathered like a surging tide, forming a huge fiery phoenix in front of her. The phoenix raised its head and cried out to the sky, spreading its wings and rushing towards the leader with raging flames.
Qin Feng rapidly formed hand seals, manipulating the power of space. The space around the leader began to distort and deform, forming a massive spatial vortex that trapped the leader within, making escape difficult. The powerful suction force within the vortex pulled at the leader's body, slowing his movements.
Jasmine knew this was her last chance, so she channeled all her spiritual power and newly enhanced spatial abilities. The spiritual power was like a sharp blade, piercing deep into the leader's soul and disrupting his consciousness; while the spatial abilities constructed a mysterious spatial cage around the leader, restricting the exertion of his power.
The leader of the "Dark Night Society" felt powerful attacks coming from all directions. He tried to fight back, but found that his strength was almost gone due to his weakened state and the attacks from everyone. He frantically mobilized the last bit of dark power within him, condensing a layer of black shield in a last-ditch effort.
Lin Qing's blood and qi sword energy struck the shield first, producing a deafening roar, and fine cracks appeared on the shield's surface. Immediately afterward, Ye Lan's fiery phoenix also crashed into it, instantly engulfing the leader in flames, and the shield began to melt under the intense heat. At the same time, Qin Feng's spatial vortex continuously pulled at the shield, making it teeter on the brink of collapse. Jasmine's primordial spirit power and spatial cage were also constantly weakening the leader's will and strength to resist.
With the combined attack of everyone, the Dark Night Society leader's defenses were finally shattered. With a loud "boom," the shield broke, and the powerful impact sent the leader flying backward. He let out a shrill scream, fell heavily to the ground, his body convulsing, and the madness and resentment in his eyes were gradually replaced by fear and despair.
Seeing their leader defeated, the members of the "Dark Night Society" were thrown into chaos. Already suffering defeats in the previous battles, they were now utterly demoralized and scattered like birds and beasts. Some turned and fled desperately, trying to escape this terrible battlefield; others collapsed to the ground, having lost the will to fight.
"We did it!" Jasmine shouted excitedly, her face beaming with the joy of victory. After a long and arduous battle, they had finally defeated the "Dark Night Society" and saved the Spirit Fantasy Continent.
Lin Qing sheathed his longsword, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, it hasn't been an easy journey."
Qin Feng also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thanks to everyone's concerted efforts, otherwise we would not have been able to defeat such a powerful enemy."
Ye Lan put down the long flute in her hand and said with a smile, "That's right, this is our common victory."
However, before they could properly celebrate, the situation on the battlefield changed again. The dark mist that had previously dissipated suddenly gathered again, and this time, it seemed to contain an even more powerful force.
"What's going on?" Lin Qing gripped his longsword tightly, his eyes filled with doubt and vigilance.
Jasmine activated her microscopic energy perception and primordial spirit power again, attempting to explore the mysteries within the mist. After a moment, her expression turned grave: "This is bad. It seems that an even more powerful dark force is hidden in this mist, and... this force seems to be trying to resurrect the leader of the 'Dark Night Society'."
"What?!" Everyone was shocked, their relaxed nerves immediately tensing up again. They hadn't expected the "Dark Night Society" to have such a bizarre backup plan.