The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

Chapter 155 Everyone looked at the girl in green who was tied up, and excited smiles appeared on their faces, as if they saw the dawn of victory.

"Well done, hunter brother!" Hunter Li patted the gray-haired hunter on the shoulder, his honest face full of admiration.

"It's amazing that they found her so quickly!" Luo Xiaoyu couldn't help but exclaimed.

Everyone looked at the gray-haired hunter with eyes full of admiration and hope, and their originally low morale rose again.

They rekindled their determination to defeat the enemy. At this moment, they believed that as long as they united as one, they would be able to overcome all difficulties.

The man in white protected Xiaohong behind him, his eyes firm, as if telling her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Xiaohong looked at the resolute profile of the man in white, her heart filled with a sense of security, and her previous fear dissipated a lot.

Granny Lin bandaged the wound of Blacksmith Zhao carefully with gentle movements. Everyone encouraged and supported each other. They had never met each other before, but they formed a deep friendship in the battle, and this emotion became a powerful driving force for them to overcome everything.

Everyone turned their eyes to the center of the battlefield again, and saw that the golden-robed messenger was surrounded by golden light. He formed seals with his hands and muttered something. A powerful energy wave spread out in all directions with him as the center.

The air seemed to be twisted by this force, making a buzzing sound, and the grass and trees on the ground were also bent by the powerful airflow.

Everyone looked at the golden-robed messenger's actions in shock. They had never seen such a powerful spell. An unprecedented sense of crisis surged in their hearts, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on them, making it difficult for them to breathe.

"What is this?" Luo Xiaoyu said with a trembling voice. She gripped the weapon tightly in her hand, and sweat oozed from her palms.

The golden-clad messenger's mouth curled up into a cruel smile. The golden light on his body was so dazzling that people could not look directly at it. It was like a huge golden sun, emitting an unparalleled sense of oppression.

At this moment, the golden-robed messenger slowly raised his hand...

The golden-robed messenger slowly raised his hand, as if holding up a tremendous force that made everyone breathless.

The dazzling golden light made it impossible for everyone to open their eyes. They could only squint and peek into the heart-pounding power through the faint light between their fingers.

There was a strange energy fluctuation in the air, like countless tiny steel needles, pricking everyone's skin.

An unprecedented feeling of fear surged into their hearts like a tide, almost drowning them.

Luo Xiaoyu's hands trembled even more violently, and the weapon almost slipped out of her hand.

Xiaohong bit her lower lip tightly, her face was pale and her eyes were full of fear.

The golden light enveloped the entire battlefield, as bright as day, but with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Under the shining of golden light, the grass and trees on the ground seemed to lose their vitality and turned withered, yellow and weak.

The wind whistled, carrying with it golden particles of light, cutting through the air like countless sharp blades, making a sharp whistling sound.

This originally peaceful and tranquil valley was now like purgatory, filled with a dangerous atmosphere.

Fear was spreading and despair was growing, but at this critical moment, a warm power came from the hands that were clasped together.

Everyone supported each other and looked ahead firmly. The fear gradually subsided, replaced by a determination to face death.

There is an unyielding light in their eyes, as if silently saying: even when facing a powerful enemy, they will not give up hope, they will fight side by side and face the challenge together.

The golden-robed messenger sneered, and the golden light in his hand suddenly surged, turning into sharp beams of light that shot towards everyone.

Everyone dodged in a hurry, and danger was everywhere.

The man in white and the swordsman in green stepped forward again, brandishing their weapons and defeating the beams of light.

However, the attacks of the Golden Messenger became more and more fierce, and the light beams became more and more dense. Even the two of them gradually felt that they were unable to cope with the attack.

"You don't know your own limitations!" The golden-robed messenger laughed arrogantly, his eyes full of contempt, "You ants think you can compete with me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light flew past Doctor Zhang's arm. Doctor Zhang groaned, staggered back, and his face turned pale in an instant...

"Doctor Zhang!" Xiaohong exclaimed.

Doctor Zhang covered his arm, where the golden light had rubbed against him, leaving a charred scar. Blood dripped through his fingers, staining the ground red.

He clenched his teeth, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his face was as pale as paper. It was obvious that he was at the end of his strength.

His old injuries had not yet healed, and this severe blow made him so weak that he could hardly stand.

"Doctor Zhang, how are you?" Granny Lin asked in a trembling voice. She wanted to go forward to check anxiously, but was blocked by the surging golden light.

Luo Xiaoyu tightly grasped the dagger in his hand, veins bulging on the back of his hand. He glared at the golden-robed messenger, wishing he could rush up and tear him into pieces.

Li the Hunter's honest face was also filled with worry. He raised the wooden stick in his hand, wanting to protect the people around him, but facing the powerful strength of the Golden Messenger, he seemed so powerless.

Looking at the injured Doctor Zhang, everyone felt a deep despair in their hearts.

They tried their best but were still unable to resist the attack of the Golden Messenger. Are they really going to surrender?
This despair was like ice, instantly freezing their hopes and making them feel unprecedentedly powerless.

Xiaohong's eyes turned red instantly and tears welled up in her eyes. She covered her mouth tightly, afraid that she would cry out and expose her inner weakness.

She felt an unprecedented helplessness, like a small boat in a storm, which could be swallowed up at any time.

"We can't go on like this!" Luo Xiaoyu raised her head abruptly, wiped the sweat off her face, and looked at everyone with a determined gaze, "We must find a way to break his spell!"

"That's easy to say, but how do we crack it?" Zhao the Blacksmith said in a muffled voice, his face full of helplessness, "His power is too strong, there's no way we can get close to him!"

"I think we should start from the root of the spell and find out his weakness!" Elder Chen said slowly, with wisdom in his eyes. "Any spell has its limitations. As long as we can find the flaw, we have a chance to turn defeat into victory!"

"But, we can't even get close now, so how can we find his weakness?" Xiao Hong said while choking up, "I think we should distract his attention first, and then take the opportunity to attack!"

"No, this is too risky!" Luo Xiaoyu retorted, "Distracting our attention will only make us more passive!"

Everyone got into an argument again and the atmosphere became tense.

Everyone wanted to contribute to the team, but disagreements arose due to differences in opinion, and the inner anxiety gradually increased over time.

"Enough!" The man in white suddenly spoke, his voice steady and powerful, full of unquestionable majesty, "Now is not the time to quarrel, what we need is unity!"

His sharp eyes swept across the crowd, and an invisible force instantly calmed their inner anxiety.

Everyone gradually quieted down, and hope rekindled in their eyes.

The man in white turned to the old man in white and said sincerely, "Senior, you are knowledgeable, do you have any suggestions?"

The old man in white stroked his beard and looked into the distance with deep eyes. His deep voice, like the sound of a bell from ancient times, slowly rang out: "This spell... has some tricks."

The old man in white stared intently at the golden light, his eyes seemed to contain the sea of ​​stars, deep and mysterious.

He slowly raised his hand, tapped the air with his fingertips, and muttered something. An obscure spell flowed out of his mouth, like an ancient ballad, echoing in the valley.

The white-haired hermit also walked up to him, and the two of them talked in low voices, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking their heads, as if they were discussing something.

After a moment, the old man in white suddenly opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Found it! The flaw in this spell is at the center of the formation!" He pointed to the center of the area covered by the golden light, where the golden light was the most concentrated, "As long as we can concentrate our strength to attack the center of the formation, we can break this spell!"

Everyone was cheered up when they heard the words, as if they saw a ray of light in the darkness.

The man in white acted decisively and directed everyone to adjust their formation and concentrate their forces to attack the center of the formation.

Everyone responded in unison, their morale high, the weapons in their hands flashing with cold light, like bright stars in the night sky.

"Attack!" The man in white gave an order, and everyone attacked together. Fierce attacks, like a storm, poured towards the center of the formation.

The golden light vibrated violently, making a piercing roar, as if it would collapse at any time.

The golden-robed messenger's face changed drastically.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the golden light suddenly dissipated. Everyone only felt a bright light in front of their eyes, and the originally depressing atmosphere dissipated in an instant.

Everyone cheered, their faces filled with the joy of victory.

They successfully resisted a wave of attacks from the Golden Messenger!
"Senior, you are so wise!" The man in white bowed to the old man in white and the white-haired hermit, his eyes full of admiration.

Everyone agreed, looking at the two old men with eyes full of respect. They seemed to see the dawn of hope, and their originally low morale instantly rose.

The man in white hugged Xiaohong tightly. Xiaohong's eyes were full of admiration. She said softly, "I knew you could do it!" The love between the two was so strong that it seemed as if they were the only ones left in the world.

Granny Lin gently comforted the injured Doctor Zhang, bandaged his wounds, and cared for him like an elder.

Everyone encouraged each other and their friendship became deeper. They knew that as long as they united as one, no difficulties could stop them from moving forward.

However, just as everyone was rejoicing, the Golden Messenger saw that everyone had broken his spell, and he roared to the sky in anger. An even more powerful force burst out from his body, and he roared: "You ants, how dare you challenge my authority! I will make you pay the price!"

Everyone looked at the golden-robed messenger in shock, and an unprecedented feeling of fear came over them again.

They didn't know how to deal with this more powerful force, and the atmosphere became tense again...

"This... what is this?" Luo Xiaoyu said in horror with a trembling voice, pointing at the black vortex that was gradually gathering behind the golden-robed messenger.

Luo Xiaoyu's trembling voice was like a taut string, instantly pulling the fire of hope that had just ignited in everyone's hearts back to the cold reality.

Behind the golden-robed messenger, the slowly forming black vortex was like a giant beast ready to devour its prey, emitting a chilling sense of oppression.

A thick haze shrouded everyone's heart, and an indescribable sense of fear surged like a tide, impacting their nerves.

The air around seemed to have been sucked out, it was dull and stagnant, making it difficult to breathe.

The quiet atmosphere is like the calm before a storm, so depressing that it makes people feel breathless.

Everyone's heart was in their throat. They gripped their weapons tightly, their knuckles turned white and their palms were soaked with sweat.

"Hehehe..." The golden-robed messenger let out a shrill laugh, like the cry of a night owl, which made people's scalps numb.

He waved his arm, and the black vortex suddenly burst out with astonishing energy. Countless black energy tentacles poured out of the vortex like mad pythons, and attacked everyone with a whistling sound.

Black energy tentacles poured down like a rainstorm, and the air was filled with a strong fishy smell that was nauseating.

Everyone tried their best to dodge, but the energy tentacles were so fast that they were like maggots on the tarsal bones and were difficult to get rid of.

The energy tentacles lashed the ground fiercely, instantly smashing the hard stone slabs into pieces, and the gravel flew and fell like raindrops.

Everyone was caught off guard and in a terrible state.

The green-shirted swordsman flashed and shuttled between the energy tentacles like a ghost. The long sword in his hand drew sharp cold light, trying to cut off those evil tentacles.

Li the Hunter swung a huge iron hammer, making a deafening roar. Each blow carried a tremendous force, smashing the attacking tentacles into pieces.

The two of them, one attacking and one defending, cooperated well and resisted the first wave of fierce attacks for everyone, winning everyone's admiration.

However, the enemy's offensive did not weaken, but became even more fierce.

The golden-clad messenger seemed to see the weakness of the crowd and began to command the energy tentacles to launch strategic attacks.

They no longer attacked blindly, but coordinated with each other to form a huge net that gradually tightened and surrounded everyone.

The energy tentacles seemed to have life, deftly avoiding everyone's weapons and looking for weak points in the defense.

Some of them entangled everyone's hands and feet, while others directly attacked everyone's vital points.

Everyone was suddenly caught up in a tough battle, exhausted, and on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, the golden-robed messenger let out a cold and wild laugh, and the black vortex behind him suddenly expanded. An even more powerful energy tentacle stretched out from the vortex, carrying the momentum to destroy everything, and rushed straight towards Luo Xiaoyu.

Before Luo Xiaoyu could react, the tentacle was already approaching...

"careful!"

At the critical moment, Li the Hunter roared, threw himself in front of Luo Xiaoyu, and smashed the black energy tentacle hard with the huge iron hammer.

With a deafening bang, the hammer and the tentacle collided with each other, causing a strong energy wave, and the surrounding air seemed to be distorted.

Li the Hunter was blown away by the powerful impact and fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood, and his life or death was unknown.

Luo Xiaoyu was stunned by Li the Hunter's act of risking his life to save her. She watched Li the Hunter fall down with tears welling up in her eyes.

Although the black energy tentacles were blocked for a while by Liehu, their momentum did not decrease and they hit Luo Xiaoyu's chest hard.

Luo Xiaoyu screamed, and her body flew out like a kite with a broken string. She fell heavily to the ground and fell into a coma.

"Xiao Yu!" Everyone exclaimed and rushed towards Luo Xiaoyu anxiously.

Xiaohong felt even more heartbroken. She reached out her hand tremblingly and checked Luo Xiaoyu's breath. She found that she was still breathing weakly, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone looked at the injured Luo Xiaoyu and felt despair.

The Golden Messenger was too powerful and they were no match for him.

Are they really going to be wiped out here?
Xiaohong was extremely anxious. Looking at the unconscious Luo Xiaoyu, her heart was filled with helplessness and despair.

She knew that if they didn't find a solution, they would all die here.

"We can't give up!" The man in white suddenly shouted. His voice was full of power, like a flash of lightning, breaking through the haze in everyone's hearts.

"Even if I die, I will fight to the last moment!"

"Yes! We can't give up!" The Green Shirt Swordsman also stood up. "In order to protect the ones we love, we must persevere!"

Everyone was inspired by the words of the man in white and the swordsman in green, and the fire of hope was rekindled in their hearts.

They all picked up their weapons, ready to fight the Golden Messenger to the death again.

At this moment, the gray-haired hunter suddenly pointed at the black vortex behind the golden messenger and exclaimed: "Look!" Everyone looked in the direction the gray-haired hunter pointed and found that in the center of the constantly rotating black vortex, there was a tiny spot of light that flickered like breathing.

"That is... its core!" Elder Chen is knowledgeable and saw the clue at a glance, "As long as we attack there, we can disintegrate this power!"

"Good opportunity!" The green-shirted swordsman's eyes lit up, and with a flash of sword light, he stabbed straight towards the light spot.

The others also reacted and used all their strength to focus their attacks on the tiny spot of light.

In an instant, sword energy was everywhere, swords flashed and various attacks poured down on the light spot like a rainstorm.

The black vortex began to tremble violently, roaring like a wounded beast. The black energy tentacles also became chaotic, and the force of the attack was significantly weakened.

"It works!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted excitedly, enduring the pain.

Seeing this, everyone's morale was boosted and the attack became more fierce.

Finally, under the joint attack of everyone, the light spot suddenly exploded, and the black vortex collapsed, turning into black light points and dissipating in the air.

The golden-robed messenger let out an unwilling roar and staggered back a few steps.

Everyone looked at the disintegrating black vortex, their hearts filled with joy and excitement.

They successfully repelled the enemy's attack!

"Gray-haired Hunter, thanks to you!" Xiaohong looked at the Gray-haired Hunter with gratitude, and the others also cast admiring glances at the Gray-haired Hunter.

The gray-haired hunter just smiled faintly and said nothing.

The man in white walked up to Xiaohong, gently held her in his arms, and gave her silent comfort and protection.

Xiaohong looked at the man in white affectionately.
Granny Lin walked over to the unconscious Luo Xiaoyu, carefully helped her up, and looked at her with a kind gaze, like a loving elder. (End of this chapter)