We agreed that you, a weak strategist, would fight against three heroes by yourself?

Doctor Zhang bandaged the wound of Zhao the blacksmith nervously, trying to give him some strength.

Granny Lin quickly took out a few pills from the cloth bag she was carrying and stuffed them into Blacksmith Zhao's hand.

Blacksmith Zhao took a deep breath, clenched the hammer in his hand, and strode towards the leg joints of the mechanical beast.

There was chaos all around, and the giant beast's attack was still fierce, but everyone understood Blacksmith Zhao's intention at this moment, and they all looked for cover and tried their best to provide him with protection.

Xiaohong and Luo Xiaoyu held each other's hands tightly, with determination flashing in their eyes.

Elder Chen shouted commands, trying to organize a more effective defense.

The mechanical behemoth's laser beams and missiles kept sweeping, but Zhao the blacksmith dodged flexibly with his years of blacksmithing experience.

His figure shuttled through metal fragments and flames like a fearless warrior.

Finally, he rushed to the leg joint of the mechanical monster, raised the hammer in his hand high, and hit the weak joint hard.

A huge impact sound echoed in the valley, metal fragments flew everywhere, and the leg joints of the mechanical monster creaked under the huge force.

Blacksmith Zhao’s attack was successful!

The mechanical monster's leg joints were damaged, and its movements became noticeably slower.

It tried to adjust its posture, but every step seemed extremely difficult.

Seeing hope for a counterattack, everyone rushed out of their cover and launched fierce attacks on the legs and other weak parts of the mechanical monster.

Laser beams, missiles, hammers, swords, all kinds of weapons intertwined in the air, forming dazzling rays of light.

Under the combined attack of everyone, the giant mechanical beast was finally unable to maintain its balance, and its huge body fell to the ground with a deafening noise.

The earth trembled, smoke and dust rose, and the air was filled with the smell of metal and fire.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into thunderous cheers. They hugged each other and celebrated this hard-earned victory.

The joy of victory surged like a tide, and everyone's face was filled with excitement and pride.

Elder Chen picked up a part that fell from the mechanical beast and looked at it carefully.

This mysterious part flashes with strange light, and seems to contain a great secret.

At this moment, Xiaohong and Luo Xiaoyu hugged each other, tears in their eyes.

"We did it!" Xiaohong's voice sounded particularly firm amid the cheers of victory.

Xiaohong hugged Luo Xiaoyu tightly, her eyes blurred with tears, but they could not hide the joy in her eyes.

Xiaohong raised her head, looked into his gentle eyes, and snuggled happily in his arms, feeling his warmth and protection.

The people around them looked at them with knowing smiles on their faces. In this battle with the mechanical behemoth, they not only won, but also had a better understanding of the friendship between each other.

Everyone gathered around the wreckage of the mechanical behemoth, carefully observing the scattered parts.

These parts sparkle with a strange light, and their complex structure and precise craftsmanship are breathtaking.

Elder Chen picked up a part and looked at it carefully, frowning as if he was thinking about something.

"These parts seem to be somewhat similar to the treasures we found before..." Doctor Zhang pointed at the runes on the parts with a hint of doubt in his tone.

Everyone nodded. They had noticed this, but no one knew what the specific connection was.

At this moment, the treasure suddenly emitted a strong light, enveloping everyone.

The light is warm and soft, yet carries a hint of mystery.

Everyone looked at this sudden change in surprise.

"This..." As Elder Chen opened his mouth, the light suddenly became brighter, illuminating the entire valley...

The dazzling light was like a substance, gently enveloping everyone in the valley.

At first, the light carried a hint of warmth, making people feel comfortable. However, as time went on, the light became stronger and stronger, like a huge cocoon that wrapped everyone in it.

Xiaohong widened her eyes and looked at the gradually becoming dazzling light around her, her heart filled with surprise and anticipation.

She could feel the light seeping into her body bit by bit, and the tingling sensation made her clench her fists tightly, her nails digging deeply into the palms of her hands, with a hint of nervousness and curiosity.

Luo Xiaoyu's face was full of excitement. She looked at her body curiously, feeling the changes brought by the light.

She is a straightforward person, full of desire for unknown power.

Blacksmith Zhao opened his eyes wide like copper bells, looked at his rough hands, felt the strange feeling brought by the light, and felt excited and nervous.

The others were the same, some with their lips tightly closed, some breathing rapidly, their eyes filled with anticipation and anxiety, they were all waiting, waiting for the moment when the light would fade.

However, the light showed no sign of stopping. Instead, it became even brighter, as if it wanted to swallow up everyone.

Xiaohong felt as if she was in a vortex of light, and her body seemed to be bound and unable to move.

She wanted to struggle and shout, but found that she couldn't move even a finger and could only let the light completely envelope her.

She could only watch as everything around her was enveloped by light, becoming increasingly intense and dazzling.

Finally, the light began to slowly fade away, like the receding tide.

When everything returned to calm, everyone found that they had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The man in white slowly raised his hand, and an invisible force gathered in his palm. The surrounding leaves seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand, flying up and spinning around him, forming a small whirlwind.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly. He could actually control the wind.

Luo Xiaoyu took a deep breath, bent her legs slightly, and punched the ground hard.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, cracks appeared on the ground instantly. The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web. Everyone exclaimed and stared at the scene in amazement.

Luo Xiaoyu herself was stunned. She looked at her fist in disbelief, then looked at the damage she had caused. Uncontrollable excitement surged in her heart, and she couldn't help laughing out loud, her voice full of surprise.

Blacksmith Zhao slowly stretched out his hand, and a piece of iron scattered on the ground seemed to have life and flew up automatically. It rotated in his hand, sometimes turning into a long sword, sometimes into a hammer, changing its shape freely in his hand, as if he was the master of this piece of metal.

He smirked, his eyes sparkling, excited by this sudden power.

As everyone watched each other's changes, still immersed in surprise and confusion, they ignored the crisis hidden behind the superpowers.

"This...how could this be..." Elder Chen frowned and spoke slowly, breaking the brief silence.

Elder Chen was leaning on a cane, his cloudy eyes swept over the crowd, and he said in a heavy tone: "This power comes in a strange way, we need to use it with caution and must not act recklessly." His words were like a basin of cold water poured on everyone's heads, and the originally excited atmosphere cooled down instantly.

Luo Xiaoyu was the first to express her dissatisfaction. She waved her fist, and the ground shook slightly again: "Be cautious? Elder Chen, we have finally obtained such power, of course we must make good use of it! You want to be a coward, but I don't want to!"

"Xiao Yu, don't be rude!" Although Li the hunter scolded, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes when he looked at Luo Xiaoyu.

He patted his chest, and an invisible force rippled around him. "Elder Chen, I think Xiaoyu is right. Strength is used to protect oneself. It would be a waste if it is not used!"

Doctor Zhang pushed up his glasses and calmly analyzed, "Elder Chen's concerns are not unreasonable. We don't know the source of this power yet. Using it rashly may bring unpredictable consequences." He looked at Li Hunter and said seriously, "Hunter, you are impulsive. Don't let the power get to your head."

Upon seeing this, Granny Lin hurried out to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, we're all doing this for the good of the village, so why bother arguing? Why don't we first figure out the source of this power and then make plans." However, her persuasion did not work, as both sides still insisted on their own opinions and refused to give in to each other.

Xiaohong looked at the man in white worriedly. The man in white felt her gaze, walked over to her, and gently held her hand. A blush appeared on Xiaohong's face.

Luo Xiaoyu and Li Liehu were playing with each other, showing the vitality of young people.

Doctor Zhang shook his head helplessly.

Suddenly, the man in white tightened his hands and looked into the distance with sharp eyes.

Everyone was arguing and no one noticed the strangeness of the soil under their feet.

Wisps of black mist seeped out from the ground and spread silently like tiny poisonous snakes.

They slowly gathered together and eventually condensed into several thick tentacles, which suddenly emerged from the ground, carrying a disgusting stench.

"Ah!" A scream broke the silence of the valley.

A villager was entangled by tentacles and lifted high up. His body struggled violently in the air and his groans of pain were creepy.

The surface of the tentacles was covered with sticky liquid, emitting a suffocating stench. When the mucus touched the skin, a burning pain immediately occurred.

"Monster!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted in horror. She instinctively threw a punch, but found that the tentacles were as hard as steel and her strength was not enough to shake them at all.

The tentacle swung violently, and Luo Xiaoyu fell heavily to the ground. The severe pain made her eyes go black and she almost fainted.

The man in white's face changed, and he quickly gathered the power of wind, trying to blow the tentacles away.

However, that power was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, running rampant through his body but unable to condense into shape.

Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Xiaohong!" The man in white was horrified to find that a tentacle was silently wrapping around Xiaohong's body, strangling her tightly.

Xiaohong was pale and had difficulty breathing. She struggled desperately, but was like a butterfly caught in a spider web. The more she struggled, the tighter she got.

Doctor Zhang, who had been calm all the time, suddenly became extremely impulsive. He pushed away the people blocking his way and shouted, "I'll do it!" He rushed towards the tentacle that was entangled with Xiaohong at an astonishing speed, and everyone widened their eyes in surprise.

Doctor Zhang moved as fast as lightning, hitting several acupoints on the tentacles with great precision.

The tentacles began to tremble violently as if they were electrocuted, and the tentacles that were wrapped around Xiaohong's body loosened.

Xiaohong collapsed to the ground weakly, gasping for breath.

"I didn't expect that this monster also has acupuncture points..." Doctor Zhang muttered to himself. He attacked again, attacking other acupuncture points on the tentacles. The tentacles twisted in pain, began to slowly retreat, and finally disappeared into the ground.

"Doctor Zhang, you..." Blacksmith Zhao looked at Doctor Zhang in astonishment, as if he was meeting him for the first time.

Doctor Zhang took a deep breath and glanced at the crowd with a firm gaze: "Now is not the time to talk about this. If we all work together, we will be able to defeat these monsters!" His tone was full of confidence, which infected the people around him.

The man in white's eyes lit up, and he tried to condense the power of wind again.

This time, he was no longer impatient, but slowed down his breathing and felt the flow of air around him.

Gradually, a gentle wind gathered in his palm, swirled, and gradually grew stronger, eventually forming a strong whirlwind that swept towards the tentacles.

The tentacles were blown away by the wind and dissipated in the air like black smoke.

Seeing this, Luo Xiaoyu also plucked up her courage, took a deep breath, mobilized all her strength, grabbed a tentacle, and pulled it hard.

With a "hiss", the tentacles were torn off by her!

The broken tentacle twisted painfully on the ground for a few times, then turned into black mist and disappeared.

She yelled in excitement, pumping her fists and charging at the other tentacles again.

Encouraged by Doctor Zhang, the man in white and Luo Xiaoyu, the others also adjusted their states and began to try to use their own special abilities.

Blacksmith Zhao turned the metal into a sharp blade and chopped at the tentacles; Hunter Li used an invisible force to shake the tentacles away...

Everyone worked together to fight against the dark tentacles.

As everyone fought back, the dark tentacles were defeated and their numbers became fewer and fewer.

Finally, with a shrill roar, all the tentacles disappeared.

The surroundings returned to calm, with only the rustling of leaves in the breeze and the excited breathing of the crowd.

The joy of surviving the disaster and the sense of control over new power made everyone feel unprecedented hope.

They supported each other, with excited smiles on their faces.

However, just when everyone thought the crisis was over and just breathed a sigh of relief, a mysterious figure slowly approached from a distance. The figure looked particularly slender in the afterglow of the setting sun, but the face could not be seen clearly.

The smiles on everyone's faces gradually froze, and they stared at the figure vigilantly. A strong sense of oppression spread silently.

"Who is it?" Blacksmith Zhao asked in a deep voice, tightening the hammer in his hand.

The air seemed to freeze, and only the sound of the approaching footsteps echoed in the silent valley.

Chapter 70 Shadow Appears, Magical Power, Mystery in the Mist

The footsteps of the mysterious figure were getting closer and closer, and everyone could clearly see a strange purple light emanating from his body, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, but with a hint of weirdness.

The light shone on everyone's faces, reflecting the vigilance and curiosity intertwined in their eyes.

The air seemed to freeze. A depressing and mysterious atmosphere enveloped everyone, making it almost hard to breathe.

Hunter Li held the hunting knife tightly in his hand. The roughness of the handle made him feel slightly relieved, but the hand holding the knife was still shaking slightly, showing his inner nervousness.

Suddenly, the mysterious figure moved!

He raised his hand and waved it, and a dazzling purple light shot towards everyone like lightning.

Everyone was horrified and began to hide away.

Blacksmith Zhao reacted the fastest, trying to use his metal control ability to form a shield in front of him. However, the purple light was like nothing, penetrating the metal shield and shooting straight at Grandma Lin behind him.

At the critical moment, the man in white flashed and stood in front of Grandma Lin. At the same time, a strong wind swept out, slightly deviating the direction of the purple light.

The purple light brushed past the white-clothed man's shoulder, leaving a deep burn mark on the ground.

Elder Chen, who was watching from the sidelines, frowned. The power of the purple light was far beyond his imagination.

The mysterious figure seemed surprised by the actions of the man in white and uttered a light exclamation.

Then he raised his hand again, and this time the purple light was brighter and more powerful.

The man in white's face changed, and he hurriedly used the power of wind to fight back again.

The two forces collided in the air, making a deafening roar, and the surrounding trees trembled.

At this moment, the mysterious old man who had been silent suddenly took action.

An ancient wooden staff appeared in his hand at some point, and he waved it gently, and a light golden light enveloped everyone.

At the same time, the rune elves also flew into the air, chanting ancient spells. Runes danced like fireflies and merged into the golden light.

The golden light collided with the purple light, and the surrounding air fluctuated violently, creating ripples, as if a huge rock was thrown into a calm lake.

"Stand back!" the mysterious old man shouted in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately stepped back.

And the mysterious figure swayed slightly under the impact of the light, and seemed to be affected a little.

He raised his head, his eyes swept across the crowd with a cold look, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth...

"interesting."

The purple light attacked again like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

Everyone was running around trying to dodge. Luo Xiaoyu failed to dodge and was hit on the shoulder by the purple light. After a muffled groan, he fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Seeing this, Xiao Hong was extremely anxious and wanted to rush over, but Granny Lin held her back tightly: "Don't go over there, it's too dangerous!"

Although the man in white had the power of wind to protect his body, he gradually felt that he was overwhelmed.

The purple light became stronger and stronger. His body was covered with several scars. His clothes were tattered and blood had seeped out, staining his collar red.

Li the Hunter's hunting knife had long disappeared. He dodged the attacks with his bare hands. There were several bloodstains on his body. His heavy breathing showed that his physical strength was close to the limit.

It seemed that Zhao the blacksmith's ability to control metal had no effect on the strange purple light. He could only rely on his strong body to dodge it. His body was covered with bruises and purples, like a ripe plum.

Doctor Zhang was busy treating the wounds. He took out medicine and bandages from the medicine box and hurriedly bandaged Luo Xiaoyu's wounds.

Luo Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and her face was as pale as paper. (End of this chapter)