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

"Doctor Zhang, I... I'm fine..." she said weakly, her voice trembling.

Doctor Zhang sighed and went to check on the other wounded, but there were too many of them and he was somewhat overwhelmed, his face full of anxiety.

The feeling of despair spread like a plague, enveloping everyone.

At this moment, Luo Xiaoyu, who had been groaning in pain, suddenly became quiet. She struggled to sit up. Her eyes were no longer panicked, but surprisingly calm.

She narrowed her eyes and carefully observed the movements of the mysterious figure without blinking, as if she wanted to engrave every subtle movement of the other person in her mind.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this.

"His attacks... have a pattern..." Luo Xiaoyu's voice was weak but extremely firm, "After each attack... there is a short pause..." Everyone looked at her in surprise. Luo Xiaoyu, who was usually reckless and impulsive, showed such keen observation at this moment.

"The pause... is our chance to counterattack!" Luo Xiaoyu pointed at the mysterious figure, with a hint of excitement in her tone, "Brother Li, you are the fastest, attack his left side! Brother Zhao, you have the greatest strength, attack his right side! Brother in white, use the power of wind to interfere with him! Everyone else, protect yourselves!"

Before everyone could react, Luo Xiaoyu had already taken action.

She endured the severe pain, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it hard in the direction of the mysterious figure.

"Now!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted.

Li the Hunter and Zhao the Blacksmith looked at each other, and they rushed forward without hesitation...

Li the Hunter was agile and as fast as a cheetah. He circled to the left side of the mysterious figure and punched him in the ribs.

There was a faint green glow on his fist, which was the strength he had acquired from years of hunting.

Blacksmith Zhao was like an iron tower, wielding a huge hammer and smashing it at the mysterious figure's head from the right side with a whistling sound.

The hammer rubbed against the air, making a sharp whistling sound that made one's teeth ache.

The man in white flew his hands, and wind blades as sharp as razor blades cut through the surrounding air and attacked the vital parts of the mysterious figure.

The mysterious figure obviously didn't expect that everyone would seize his weakness and counterattack, and was caught off guard for a moment.

He hastily waved out a purple light to block, but because of insufficient strength, he was hit by the attacks of Li the Hunter and Zhao the Blacksmith.

His body shook violently and he let out a muffled groan.

Everyone was very excited when they saw this.

It turns out that this seemingly powerful mysterious figure is not invincible!

The hope of victory ignited in everyone's heart, burning like a wildfire.

The mysterious figure was enraged.

He let out an angry roar, and the purple light on his body became more dazzling, like a burning flame.

He swung out another purple light, this time it was stronger and faster than any previous time.

However, everyone has found a way to deal with it.

Under Luo Xiaoyu's command, they cleverly dodged the attacks and concentrated their strength to counterattack during the pauses after the mysterious figure's attack.

Li the Hunter's fists fell on the mysterious figure like raindrops, and each punch carried a tremendous force.

Blacksmith Zhao swung his hammer vigorously, hitting the mysterious figure again and again, making a deafening sound.

The wind blade of the man in white was like a fluttering butterfly, spinning around the mysterious figure and constantly cutting his body.

Although the mysterious figure was powerful, he gradually showed signs of defeat under the combined attack of everyone.

The purple light on his body began to dim and his movements became slower.

Xiaohong looked at the injured Luo Xiaoyu worriedly, while Luo Xiaoyu endured the pain and gave Xiaohong a comforting smile.

The man in white did not forget to protect Xiaohong behind him during the fight, with a firm look in his eyes.

Everyone encouraged each other, and their relationship became stronger during the battle.

"His strength... seems to be weakening..." Elder Chen narrowed his eyes, carefully observed the battle situation, and said in a deep voice.

"You...all must die!"

The mysterious figure was defeated step by step under the joint attack of everyone.

The purple light on his body was like a candle in the wind, flickering and swaying.

The originally swift attack has now become slow and weak, like a trapped beast still fighting.

Every powerful punch from Li the Hunter made the mysterious figure stagger. Every hit from Zhao the Blacksmith's hammer made him groan. The wind blade controlled by the man in white left shallow scars on his body, crisscrossing like a spider web.

"He's almost dying!" Blacksmith Zhao shouted excitedly, swinging the hammer with even greater force.

"Everyone, work harder!" Li the Hunter also shouted excitedly, his fists falling on the mysterious figure like raindrops.

Seeing victory in sight, everyone's morale was boosted and their attacks became more fierce.

The mysterious figure let out an unwilling roar and tried to break through and escape.

His figure flashed and turned into a purple light, quickly flying towards the depths of the dense forest.

"Chase!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted loudly, enduring the pain.

Everyone chased after him without hesitation.

Li the Hunter was as light as a swallow, the fastest, and he was the first to take the lead.

Blacksmith Zhao followed closely behind, swinging the hammer in his hand so hard that it made a whistling sound.

The man in white controlled the power of the wind, speeding up everyone and preventing the mysterious figure from escaping.

Finally, on an open grassland, everyone surrounded the mysterious figure.

The purple light on his body had become extremely dim, like an ember that was about to go out.

He fell to his knees helplessly and let out a heavy sigh.

Everyone cheered excitedly, feeling that they had gone through a life-and-death test and finally won.

Li the Hunter felt that his boxing skills had improved, Zhao the Blacksmith felt that his control over strength had become more handy, and the man in white felt that his use of the power of wind had become more proficient.

Even the injured Luo Xiaoyu felt that his observation and judgment had improved.

As everyone was about to step forward to unveil the mysterious figure and find out what was going on, they saw him suddenly turn into a ball of purple mist and disappear without a trace.

At the same time, some strange runes appeared in the sky, flashing with a faint light, like a mysterious prophecy, hanging in the night sky...

"What is that?" Elder Chen pointed at the runes in the sky and muttered to himself.

In the night sky, strange runes flickered with faint light, like a mysterious prophecy, hanging in the deep night.

Everyone looked up at the runes, their eyes fixed on the changes in the runes, their faces full of confusion.

The runes were sometimes bright and sometimes dim, and the unpredictable light shone on everyone's faces, reflecting their nervous and curious expressions.

The surrounding environment became somewhat unreal as the runes flickered, and a strange energy fluctuation filled the air, as if some mysterious power was awakening.

The wind was howling, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and everything seemed strange and uneasy.

Elder Chen narrowed his eyes and tried to decipher the runes.

His weather-beaten face was covered with wrinkles, his brows were furrowed, and he was muttering to himself.

These runes are ancient and mysterious, and seem to contain some powerful power, yet are difficult to understand.

Suddenly, the light of the rune suddenly increased, and a powerful force descended from the sky, enveloping everyone.

Their bodies began to feel heavy, as if they were being held down by an invisible force, and they struggled in agony.

"What's going on? I can't move my body!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted in horror. She felt like she was being pressed down by a mountain and even breathing became difficult.

The man in white tried to use the power of wind, but found that his own ability was also restricted by the runes and could not be used.

He was anxious and helpless, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Xiaohong's body was shaking uncontrollably. She felt a powerful force pulling her, and her body was gradually floating up.

She looked at everyone in horror.

"Xiaohong!" Granny Lin exclaimed and wanted to catch Xiaohong, but she was powerless.

The rune's light became brighter and brighter, and everyone's situation became more and more dangerous.

They were trapped within the power of the runes, unable to move or escape.

At this critical moment, a dazzling light descended from the sky, illuminating the entire night sky...

“Could it be…” Elder Chen muttered to himself, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes.

Hunter Li shouted in a hoarse voice: "Instead of sitting and waiting to die, we might as well fight to the death! I don't believe that this broken rune can really take our lives!" Holding the hunting knife in his hand, he wanted to rush into the rune's beam of light.

Doctor Zhang grabbed him and said sternly, "You are crazy! We can't resist the power of this rune at all. Any rash action will only make the situation worse!"

"What are you afraid of? We're going to die anyway, so we might as well give it a try!" Luo Xiaoyu stood on the side of Li the Hunter. She has always been impatient, and at this moment she couldn't hold back.

"That's right. Instead of waiting to die, it's better to give it a try!" Blacksmith Zhao also echoed.

"Nonsense!" Elder Chen was so angry that his beard stood up. "This rune contains powerful power. Acting rashly will only backfire! We must calm down and find a way to crack it." He turned to Doctor Zhang, "Doctor Zhang, you are well-read, do you have any ideas?"

"I... I can't think of any good solution for the moment." Sweat beads appeared on Doctor Zhang's forehead. Although he was well-read, he had never seen such strange runes.

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

Upon seeing this, Granny Lin hurried out to persuade them: "Stop arguing. Now is not the time to quarrel. We should unite and work together to find a solution." However, her persuasion did not work. Everyone still insisted on their own opinions and argued endlessly.

The atmosphere was tense and ready to explode.

At this moment, the ancient scroll elf who had been silent all the time suddenly spoke. Her voice was ethereal and mysterious: "Perhaps, I know a way to decipher the runes." Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and their eyes all turned to the ancient scroll elf.

She slowly raised her slender fingers and pointed at the runes flashing in the night sky: "These runes are not from the human world..." She paused, her eyes swept across the astonished faces of the crowd, and continued: "But from..."

The light of the rune gradually faded, and the power that weighed on everyone also dissipated.

The first one to recover was the man in white. He felt his whole body lighten and the power of wind surged again.

He took a deep breath, quickly formed seals with his hands, and a strong wind force whizzed out and hit the rune hard.

The light of the rune flickered for a while, and was actually partially blown away by the power of the wind.

"It's done!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted excitedly, and everyone became energized, with a spark of hope in their eyes.

As the man in white's superpowers recovered, the superpowers of others also recovered one after another.

Luo Xiaoyu's fireball technique, Li the hunter's archery, Zhao the blacksmith's great strength, Zhang the doctor's medical skills, and even Grandma Lin's needlework all seemed to have a hint of magical power.

Everyone worked together and used their magical powers to disintegrate the remaining rune power bit by bit.

The air was filled with crackling sounds of energy, and dazzling lights rose and fell, like fireworks at a New Year's celebration, illuminating everyone's face.

The dawn of victory is just around the corner, and everyone's hearts are filled with excitement and excitement.

They high-fived each other and hugged each other to celebrate this hard-earned victory.

They felt that they were one step closer to the truth about the treasure and one step closer to uncovering the secrets of this ancient relic.

Xiaohong excitedly threw herself into the arms of the man in white, who hugged her tightly. He gently stroked Xiaohong's hair and whispered in her ear, "It's okay. Everything is over."

Luo Xiaoyu hugged everyone else, laughing and shouting happily.

They patted each other on the shoulders, encouraged each other and congratulated each other.

After this crisis, their feelings for each other grew deeper and their relationship became closer.

The power of the rune completely dissipated, the night sky returned to calm, and the stars began to twinkle again, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone stood there, feeling the joy of surviving the disaster and enjoying the fruits of victory.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake, and a powerful force surged out from deep underground...

Elder Chen's face changed and he exclaimed: "Not good!..."

The power of the runes dissipated, and the night sky became clear and dotted with stars.

Just when everyone was immersed in the joy of surviving the disaster, something strange happened!

In the originally empty night sky, a door shining with golden light appeared out of nowhere, as if a giant hand of God had torn open a crack.

The gate emitted a dazzling light, illuminating everyone's face and the desire for treasure in their hearts.

"It's the door to the ultimate secret!" Elder Chen shouted excitedly, with a slight tremor in his voice.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the door that was shining with golden light.

They could feel that there was endless power and treasure behind the gate, as if as long as they stepped into it, they would gain supreme wealth and glory.

"Go!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted and ran towards the gate first.

Others followed closely behind, shooting out like arrows, fearing that they would be left behind.

The joy of victory and the vision for the future are intertwined and fill everyone's heart.

They seemed to have seen the light of treasure, heard the whispers of wealth, and touched the pulse of power.

Getting closer, the runes on the gate became clearly visible, exuding a mysterious and ancient aura.

Everyone was extremely excited, as if the coveted treasure was within reach.

"We are about to uncover the final secret of the treasure!" Xiaohong shouted excitedly, with excitement flashing in her eyes.

However, just as everyone was about to reach the gate, a low roar suddenly came from inside the gate, like a sleeping beast being awakened, bringing with it a heart-pounding pressure.

The smiles on everyone's faces froze instantly, and they looked warily at the slowly opening door.

A powerful force surged out from the door, carrying a mysterious and dangerous aura that seemed to devour them.

"Be careful..." Elder Chen hadn't finished speaking yet...

"Be careful..." Before Elder Chen could finish his warning, an overwhelming force poured out from the door like a raging wave, hitting everyone hard.

Caught off guard, they were blown to and fro like leaves in the wind. Screams and collisions rang out one after another. The faces that were filled with joy just now were now filled with shock and fear.

The darkness, like a gaping abyss, instantly swallowed up the surrounding light.

The eerie atmosphere was like a maggot in the tarsal bones, tightly wrapping around everyone, making people feel a chill to the bone.

The air was filled with the smell of decay and chill, as if this door led not to a treasure trove but to a dead, silent den of ghosts.

Xiaohong tightly grasped the white-clothed man's clothes, her body trembling with fear. Her face was pale,

Just when everyone was still in shock, a group of creepy shadowy ghosts suddenly emerged from the darkness.

They come in various shapes, some like twisted human figures, some like savage beasts, like messengers from hell, uttering tooth-grinding whispers.

The man in white's eyes flashed, and a strong wind suddenly blew up around him, trying to blow away the ghost.

However, the ghosts seemed to be immortal. After being blown away by the wind, they quickly condensed into shape again, unharmed.

Luo Xiaoyu widened her eyes and exclaimed: "This... How is this possible!"

Hunter Li roared, swung the hunting knife in his hand and rushed towards the ghost.

The blade cut through the air, but it was like cutting cotton, without causing any obstruction.

The ghost easily penetrated his body, leaving a hollow black shadow.

Li the Hunter let out a muffled groan, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. He fell heavily to the ground, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Just when the ghost was about to attack again, the mysterious old man and the rune elf attacked at the same time.

The staff in the old man's hand shone brightly, runes flickered all over the rune elves' bodies, and a brilliant light spell slashed towards the ghosts like a sharp sword, instantly suppressing their crazy offensive.

The dazzling light dispelled the surrounding darkness, and the air was filled with powerful magical fluctuations that made people's hearts palpitate.

Elder Chen looked at the scene in front of him with a serious expression, and said slowly: "It seems that this place... is more dangerous than we thought."

The ghosts' attacks came like a tide, and everyone was exhausted from fighting back.

A ghost passed through the blacksmith Zhao's arm. He groaned, and his arm instantly lost consciousness, and the heavy hammer fell to the ground.

Another ghost passed by Elder Chen's legs, bringing up a gust of cold wind. Elder Chen staggered a few steps and almost fell.

Doctor Zhang was busy treating the wounds of the wounded. The fragrance of herbs and the smell of blood intertwined and filled the air.

However, there are so many ghosts that even if Doctor Zhang had three heads and six arms, he would still be overwhelmed. (End of this chapter)