eurekapd Chapter 135 Is this a case of someone willingly offering themselves up for death?
Chapter 135 Is this a case of someone willingly offering themselves up for death?
Just as everyone else watched as the ferocious, fanged demon hounds retreated swiftly like a tide.
They immediately rushed to where Xiaobao was, taking three steps at a time.
As they approached, the first thing they saw was the mysterious statue.
However, in that instant, everyone seemed to suddenly lose their ability to speak, staring wide-eyed, mouths slightly open, unable to utter a single word.
Just then, a deep, hoarse voice suddenly broke the silence in the air.
The sound seemed to come from the depths of the deepest hell, exuding an endless sense of gloom and coldness, making people shudder and tremble.
The voice said coldly, "Hmph! You bunch of fools who don't know your own limitations and are ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, I haven't even gone out of my way to cause you any trouble, but I didn't expect that you fearless guys would actually come to my door to die!"
Every word he spoke was like an incredibly sharp ice blade, piercing straight into the hearts of everyone present, causing their hearts to involuntarily clench.
Upon hearing this sudden and terrifying sound, everyone's bodies seemed to be controlled by a powerful magic, and they slowly turned their heads with extreme stiffness.
Immediately afterwards, their eyes all turned to the same direction.
Everyone's eyes were filled with fear and confusion, wanting to see clearly who had made such a terrifying sound.
In the deep darkness, a mysterious figure gradually emerged in an extremely slow and eerie manner.
The figure appeared exceptionally tall, like a majestic mountain standing there.
He wore a large black cloak that billowed and billowed like dark clouds in the night as he moved.
What's even more chilling is that he wears a hideous mask on his face, which is carved with all sorts of twisted and deformed patterns and lines, making people shudder at first glance.
However, what is most striking is the pair of eyes peeking out from behind the mask.
They gleamed with a chilling, piercing light, like two will-o'-the-wisps from the deepest hell, staring intently at everyone present.
The chill emanating from those eyes seemed to freeze the surrounding air.
It gives one the feeling of falling into an ice cellar, as if the person standing in front of you is not a human being, but an evil spirit that has just descended from the underworld to the human world.
Upon seeing this, Huan Yue was startled, but she quickly calmed down, her beautiful eyes widening in anger as she shouted in a delicate voice.
"You're the one who's deliberately courting death! By the way, who are you?"
Her voice was clear and melodious, echoing continuously in the empty palace, lingering for a long time.
Faced with Huan Yuechu's questioning, the masked man only let out a disdainful sneer.
The laughter was sinister and chilling, sending shivers down one's spine.
Then, he spoke coldly in a low, hoarse voice.
"Heh heh, little brat, you think you're worthy to know my identity? That child is of vital importance to me. If you know what's good for you, you'd better hand him over to me obediently, otherwise... hmph, don't blame me for being ruthless and making all of you ignorant fools die here!"
Huan Yuechu held Xiao Bao tightly in her arms, thinking that it was yet another person trying to take Xiao Bao away.
She completely ignored the masked man's threatening words, silently holding the child in her arms tightly, refusing to back down an inch.
Wen Xingyu, who was standing to the side, could no longer contain her anger and pointed at the masked man, scolding him.
"That's utterly delusional! With us here to protect him, you won't get away with this easily! If you want to take him away, you'll have to step over our dead bodies first!"
Wen Xingyu's words were resounding and revealed a firm and unyielding will.
Upon hearing this, the masked man was slightly taken aback, and then burst into uncontrollable laughter.
The laughter was like the hooting of an owl or the howling of a demon, echoing continuously in the quiet, deep valley. The sound was shrill and piercing, making everyone present's ears ring.
Each of them felt their scalp tighten and their hair stand on end, and a deep sense of fear involuntarily arose in their hearts.
"Hmph, you really don't know what's good for you! Since you refuse to listen to reason and insist on drinking the penalty cup, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
The masked man roared angrily, his words filled with coldness and cruelty.
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly swung his arms, his movements as swift as a storm.
In that instant, the thick fog that had been permeating the surroundings suddenly began to churn violently, as if stirred by an invisible hand.
Immediately afterwards, a group of dark figures emerged from the churning mist like ghosts and phantoms, rushing towards the group at an astonishing speed.
These dark figures were shrouded in a layer of black shadow, appearing and disappearing as if they were evil spirits that had crawled out directly from the underworld.
Their forms are elusive, sometimes as ethereal as wisps of smoke, and sometimes as solid as matter, making it impossible to grasp their true shape and location.
Moreover, they move with lightning speed, closing in on everyone in the blink of an eye, leaving no time for people to react.
However, Huan Yuechu showed no fear in the face of such a terrifying enemy.
A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips as she whispered, "Perfect timing!"
He then flashed forward and instantly drew the sword from his waist.
The sword flashed with a cold, sharp light, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, rushing straight towards the group of dark figures.
Huan Yuechu wielded her sword with the speed of the wind, the blade tracing graceful arcs through the air.
Each swing unleashed a sharp sword aura, leaving behind chilling marks wherever it passed, as if it were tearing the entire space apart.
Meanwhile, the other friends standing to the side also unleashed their own special skills, together facing off against the menacing group of shadowy figures.
In an instant, shouts of battle and the clash of weapons rose and fell, echoing throughout the entire palace...
Xu Yan's swordsmanship was fierce, and each strike could repel many shadowy figures, but the shadowy figures kept coming.
The old man formed hand seals and chanted incantations, and beams of fire shot out from his palms, temporarily blocking the shadow's attack.
Mu Yang then used his lightness skill to circle around behind the shadowy figure, trying to find a flaw in the mastermind's actions.
Xiao Bao was so frightened that her face turned pale. Her small body clung tightly to Wen Xingyu's back, her two little hands gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, not daring to let go for a moment.
The battle intensified. Although Huan Yuechu and the others possessed formidable swordsmanship, they were outnumbered and gradually began to feel their strength waning.