Alliance: Start Suona, send away the stupid sister Zhou

"The holy artifact is an ancient legend. It is said that it possesses incredible power and can create miracles." The traveling merchant spoke excitedly and vividly, and the people around him were fascinated.

In the Light Realm, Lin Feng and his team face challenges far beyond their expectations. Mia's team is lost in a misty forest, and the surrounding trees seem to be alive, constantly changing their positions, luring them into a deeper maze.

"Why does this tree seem to be moving?" a team member said in horror. The fog around made people feel chilly.

"Calm down. We are the children of light and cannot be fooled by appearances." Mia's steady voice penetrated the fog. She took out a map. The mysterious symbols on it glowed slowly, pointing a way out. "Follow the light, we will definitely find the holy artifact."

At the same time, Allen's team struggled to move forward in an ancient ruins full of traps, and every step could trigger a deadly trap. One team member accidentally stepped on the air, but was quickly pulled by Allen.

"Be careful, every corner here may be a test." Alan frowned, observing the surrounding environment, trying to find a pattern.

Song Xinli's team raced against time in the vast desert, and the scorching sun almost drained their last bit of strength. Just when everyone was almost desperate, Song Xinli found that the symbols on the map overlapped with the outline of the sand dunes, revealing a secret passage hidden under the sea of ​​sand.

"It seems that wisdom and observation are equally important." He encouraged the breathless team members and led them into the unknown underground world.

In different trial places, they not only encountered unprecedented difficulties, but also gradually uncovered the deep connection between the holy artifact and their own destiny. Every time they overcome a challenge, the tacit understanding and trust between the team will be further improved, and their will will become more tenacious.

Finally, after going through untold hardships, the three groups of people found the holy artifacts representing wisdom, courage and love respectively. The holy artifacts shone in their hands, as if responding to the call of their hearts, and a warm and powerful force was injected into their bodies, making them feel stronger than ever before.

"We did it!" Lin Feng held the holy book symbolizing wisdom, his eyes sparkling, "Now, it's time to return to the real world, face the shadows, and protect everything we love."

"But how do we use these holy artifacts to fight the shadow?" Mia stroked the holy grail that symbolized love, her heart full of questions.

"The Holy Relic will guide us." Allen held the Sword of Courage tightly and said firmly, "Just like every stop on the Road of Light, we just need to believe and follow the light in our hearts."

Just as they were about to leave the light world and return to the real world, a cold aura suddenly enveloped them, and a mysterious figure in a black robe slowly appeared in front of them with a sneer on his face.

"Sons of light, congratulations on passing the trial. However, the real challenge has just begun." The voice was hollow and deep, making people feel cold.

"Who are you? What's your relationship with Shadow?" Lin Feng asked vigilantly. The holy book in his hand glowed slightly, as if it sensed the hostility.

The man in black robes did not answer directly, but just smiled contemptuously: "I am the messenger of the shadow. The world you want to protect will soon face its judgment. Get ready for the final battle."

After saying that, the man in black robe turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared into the air, leaving Lin Feng and his group staring at each other in silence. They knew that the next battle would be a test of life and death.

"No matter what, we will not give up." Lin Feng's words rekindled the team's fighting spirit. The holy weapons gathered into a beam of light in their hands, illuminating the way back.

Behind them, the Spirit Light Clan of the Light Realm watched the Children of Light leave, with both worry and hope in their eyes. "May the light always illuminate your path." The leader whispered a blessing, and the voice echoed in the Light Realm, as if it was encouragement that transcended time and space.

Just as Lin Feng and the other two were preparing to return home, suddenly, a noisy discussion came from not far away. Several residents of the Light Realm gathered together, and their conversation was full of wonder and admiration for the Sons of Light.

"Look, those foreign warriors, they actually found the holy weapon! It's incredible!" A young member of the Lingguang tribe exclaimed, and his companions around him nodded, their eyes full of admiration.

"Yes, I still remember how they looked when they first came. Like us, they were full of curiosity and confusion about the world. Now, they have become legendary figures." An elderly Lingguang woman was filled with emotion, and her words revealed her infinite expectations for the future.

At this time, a Lingguang tribe member who looked like a scholar walked into their midst, his eyes behind his glasses sparkling with wisdom. "This is not only a victory of courage and faith, but also the result of wisdom and unity. They have proved that no matter where you come from, as long as you have light in your heart, you can overcome many obstacles."

These conversations reached the ears of Lin Feng and his group. They smiled at each other, and their sense of responsibility and mission became stronger. Lin Feng raised the holy book in his hand and said to Mia and Allen: "We are not only shouldering our own destiny, but also the light world and even the hope of all the worlds. Let us work together to bring the light back."

"I am willing to follow you to the end of the world." Mia held the Holy Grail tightly, with a firm light in her eyes.

"My sword is thirsty. No matter what kind of shadow there is, it can't stop us." Alan's sword of courage was half an inch out of its sheath, revealing its sharp edge.

They turned around and set out on their journey again, with the Spirit Light Clan cheering and encouraging them behind them: "Children of Light, may your journey be bright and your return safe!"

On the way back to the real world, they met various lives that they had helped before or just passed by. Everyone expressed their support and blessings to Raymond Lam and his team in their own way:

"Your legend has spread beyond the realm of light, and even the fish in the sea know your name!" A fisherman waved at them excitedly, his eyes full of admiration.

"Even the tiniest spark can light up the darkest night sky, and you are that spark!" An elf leaped down from the treetop, lightly drawing a beautiful arc in the air. Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a wind chime.

"If even you can't defeat the shadow, then there is really no hope for this world. But I know that you can do it!" A blacksmith with a weathered face hammered hard on the anvil, as if every hammer was cheering them on.

With these inspiring words, the morale of Lin Feng, Mia, Allen and their team was boosted. They understood that this was not only their battle, but also the common battle of all those who had light in their hearts.

Finally, when they stood in front of the door connecting the light world and the real world, looking back at the land of light full of hope, Lin Feng took a deep breath and said: "No matter what is waiting for us ahead, as long as there is light in our hearts, there is no darkness that cannot be overcome."

"Then let us prove it with our actions." Mia and Alan responded in unison, and the three of them held hands tightly. Behind them were the blessings of the Spiritual Light Clan and many lives, and ahead was an unknown and challenging journey.

The door slowly opened, and a dazzling light spilled out from the gap, illuminating their faces and the road ahead. They took a step forward, crossed the threshold, and stepped into a familiar yet completely different world. The air in the real world was filled with a sense of urgency and uneasiness, and the power of the shadow seemed to have quietly spread during the time they were away.

"It feels like... everything has changed." Alan whispered, the tip of his sword lightly scratching the ground, sparking a spark, as if testing the temperature of this world.

"Yes, but we brought back hope." Mia gently stroked the Holy Grail, which emitted a soft light, warming the surrounding space, as if soothing every nervous soul. Just as they were about to move forward, a ragged old man staggered towards them, his eyes full of disbelief: "Is it you? Sons of Light! The legendary hero is really back!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the crowd around him began to stir and talk.

"It's really them! I saw on the news that someone traveled to another world and found the power to save us!"

"Look, that light must be the power of the holy weapon!"

"Our savior, please dispel this shadow!"

Facing the enthusiasm and expectations of the people, Lin Feng raised the holy book in his hand and solemnly declared: "We are back, bringing the power of light. No matter how powerful the shadow is, as long as we are united in heart and hand, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome."

Thunderous applause broke out from the crowd. This trust and expectation made Lin Feng and his colleagues feel an unprecedented sense of responsibility.

At this moment, a uniformed police officer squeezed through the crowd with a stern look on his face: "We need your help. The forces of the shadows are gathering on the edge of the city. Ordinary weapons are useless against them."

"Lead the way." Alan answered briefly and powerfully, with the sword of courage drawn, ready to meet the upcoming battle.

Led by the police officer, Lin Feng and his team quickly headed to the front line where the shadows were entrenched. At the edge of the city, dark clouds were pressing down, the sky was a strange dark purple, shadow creatures were rampant everywhere, and the resistance of ordinary soldiers seemed powerless and desperate.

"This is the enemy we are facing." Mia stared at the scene in front of her, feeling both fear and determination in her heart.

"Are you ready?" Lin Feng looked at his teammates. The holy weapons of the three people resonated at this moment, releasing dazzling light, forming a light barrier, and slowly moving forward.

"For light, for home!" Alan led the charge, pointing his sword at the darkness. Each strike was accompanied by an explosion of light, clearing away the shadow creatures in the path.

Mia followed closely behind, and the light from the Holy Grail turned into a healing spring, healing the injured soldiers and giving them the courage to continue fighting.

Song Xinli cleverly used his wisdom to analyze Shadow's weaknesses and commanded the team to avoid traps and attack accurately.

The battle was going on fiercely, and the onlookers and soldiers were all shocked by the scene before their eyes. Their conversation was full of amazement and awe:

"Is this the power of the holy weapon? It's so spectacular!"

"I have never seen such a heroic battle. They are simply the incarnation of God!"

"Son of Light, you are the light of our hope!"

As the battle deepened, the center of the shadow gradually became apparent. A huge shadow vortex was stirring in the center of the city, seemingly gestating an even more terrifying force.

"We must seal it!" Lin Feng roared, the holy book unfolded, and the light turned into a key, pointing directly to the center of the vortex.

"Everyone, concentrate your firepower and assist the Son of Light!" Under the officer's command, the soldiers' morale increased greatly, and they opened fire at full force to cover Lin Feng and his men as they advanced.

At the most critical moment, Lin Feng, Mia and Allen gathered their respective holy weapons together, and the light gathered into an unprecedented powerful force, directly hitting the core of the shadow vortex.

"Wherever the light goes, nothing can be broken!" The three shouted in unison. The light poured into the vortex like a torrent. The instantaneous burst of light illuminated the entire sky. The shadows trembled in the light and gradually dissipated.

When everything returned to calm, the city welcomed the long-awaited sunshine, and people cheered and celebrated the victory.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Raymond Lam, Mia and Alan smiled at each other. Their mission was not yet complete, but at this moment, they knew that as long as there was light, there would be endless possibilities.

"Where are we going next?" Alan asked, his eyes flashing with desire for new challenges.

"Wherever there is a need, we will be there." Lin Feng replied, and the holy book closed gently, as if foreshadowing that a new journey was about to begin.

"No matter what the future holds, we will face it together." Mia held the Holy Grail tightly, gently but firmly.

Just as they were about to turn around and leave, heading to the next place that needed light, a child rushed out of the crowd and ran to Lin Feng, his eyes full of admiration: "Uncle and aunt, will you come back? I want to be a warrior like you!"

Lin Feng squatted down, smiled and touched the child's head: "Of course, remember, everyone has a beam of light in their heart. When you bravely chase it, you also become the light of others."

The child's eyes widened, and he nodded, not quite understanding, and then handed Lin Feng a piece of paper with a crooked picture of three warriors fighting against the shadows. "This is the picture I drew of you, I will always wait for you to come back!" The child said seriously.

Lin Feng took the painting, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. "Thank you, we will take your painting with us, just like we take your courage with us on adventures." He promised, then stood up and continued to walk forward with Mia and Allen.

Behind them, the child's voice rang out clearly: "Goodbye, Child of Light!"

The three of them set out on a new journey. Their figures gradually faded away, but in people's hearts, they had become indelible heroes. On the way, they met a craftsman who was repairing a house destroyed by the shadow. The craftsman stopped his work, looked up at them, and his eyes were full of gratitude: "I heard about your deeds. It is you who gave us hope. Thank you." (End of this chapter)