Alliance: Start Suona, send away the stupid sister Zhou

Chapter 969 Sun

"We did it..." Lin Feng looked at everyone in the team, his eyes full of pride and emotion.

"But, the whisper is right, the challenge has just begun." The sorceress reminded, and her staff emitted a brighter light, as if foreshadowing that the upcoming battle would be more difficult.

At this moment, the deep voice sounded again: "Congratulations, you have passed the test of your heart. Next, please go to the end of time and find the forgotten artifact. It will be the key to your fight against the 'Shadow Weaver'."

"The end of time..." The mysterious traveler repeated these words, his eyes flashing with new goals and hopes.

The team set out again, carrying expectations for the future and a deep understanding of themselves, and walked into the channel of light. Behind them was the proof of their victory over their inner demons, and in front of them were unknown challenges and hopes.

"No matter how long the road ahead is, as long as we are together, there will be no difficulties that we cannot overcome." Lin Feng's words were like an oath and also like a promise to his companions. As their figures disappeared, only the mysterious space was left, quietly waiting for the arrival of the next brave man.

In this desolate forgotten land, the wind and sand are still blowing, but not far away, the villagers who watched them leave had more determination in their eyes than reverence. They believe that as long as there is light in their hearts, the darkness will eventually be dispelled.

“One day, we will be able to stand up bravely for light and love like they did.” Although the child’s voice was childish, it was full of determination and longing.

The old man smiled and looked towards the distant horizon, where the sun was rising little by little, dispersing the morning mist, as if foreshadowing that light would surely defeat darkness.

"Yes, child, one day, you will also become the light that illuminates the path of others." The old man's words were warm and powerful, as if telling the heroic dream of every ordinary life.

At this time, in a busy tavern, the conversation between two merchants attracted the attention of the guests around them. "Have you heard? Recently, a team broke into the Forgotten Land and solved some kind of mental trial. It is said that it is to fight against an ancient existence called 'Shadow Weaver'."

“Really? What courage and strength that takes! I bet they must be heroes with extraordinary powers.” The young man at the next table interrupted, with a longing gleam in his eyes.

"Yes, heroes always stand up in the darkest moments." Another merchant's friend sighed and took a sip from his glass. "However, I have also heard of the legend of 'The End of Time'. It is said that there is an ancient power hidden there, but it is also full of unknown dangers."

In the tavern, such conversations were repeated one after another. The story about the team spread like wildfire, becoming a new legend. Everyone who heard this story, whether they were ordinary people or adventurers, could not help but feel a glimmer of hope and awe in their hearts.

At the same time, the team appeared at the other end of the channel of light, and the scene before them amazed them - a land forgotten by time, where time seemed to stand still, and ancient ruins and unknown creatures intertwined into a strange and beautiful picture.

"Is this the end of time?" Alvin couldn't believe his eyes. He reached out and touched an ancient stone tablet engraved with long-lost words.

The mysterious traveler studied the surroundings carefully, and suddenly pointed to a towering mountain in the distance and said, "There, at the top of that mountain. I remember in that forgotten memory, the 'Forgotten Artifact' was hidden in the temple on the top of that mountain."

Lin Feng nodded, his eyes firm: "No matter what lies ahead, we must find out. For our homeland and for light, we must find this artifact."

The group embarked on a difficult journey to the top of the mountain. On the way, they encountered various tests, including the harsh climate of nature and traps guarded by ancient magic. Whenever they encountered difficulties, they united more closely and overcame them one by one with wisdom and courage.

Finally, when they stood in front of the door of the ancient temple, a solemn and sacred atmosphere came towards them. Pushing open the heavy door, there was an empty and silent hall inside, and in the center was a transparent cube emitting soft light, which was the artifact they were looking for.

"We found the forgotten artifact!" the sorceress said softly, but there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes. "But how should we use it to fight against the Shadow Weaver?"

As they were discussing the artifact, it suddenly emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire hall. A gentle and ancient voice sounded in their hearts: "Brave travelers, your hearts have passed the test. Now, listen to my guidance..."

Lin Feng took a deep breath and said firmly to his companions: "It seems that only when we work together can the artifact show its true power. Let us put our hands together and feel its will with our hearts."

Five pairs of hands clasped tightly together and placed on the artifact. At that moment, their hearts seemed to resonate. Past memories, present determination, and visions for the future all converged into a powerful energy. The artifact responded to their call, slowly rose into the air, and turned into a ray of light that was injected into everyone's body.

"This is... new power!" Alvin felt the incredible power surging in his body. It was a powerful force that came from the depths of his soul, a condensed form of faith and desire for light.

"Get ready, friends. It's time for us to go back and face the Shadow Weaver." Lin Feng's words were full of confidence. They knew that this war was not just a fight against external enemies, but also a purification of the dark corners deep in their hearts.

Just as they were about to leave the temple, a mysterious old man appeared in front of them. He smiled, and his eyes were filled with the wisdom of a man who had seen a lot of things. He said, "You already have the key to fight against darkness, but remember, the greatest weapon is always the light in your heart."

"Thank you for your reminder, wise man." Lin Feng bowed deeply. They understood that this was not only a respect for a stranger, but also a respect for all those who imparted knowledge and gave hope.

The old man nodded gently, turned around and walked into nothingness, leaving only a whisper that echoed in the air: "Remember, the end of the journey is not the purpose, but the heart that keeps moving forward."

When they walked out of the temple, the sky seemed to be bluer than when they came in. The sun shone on them, and everyone felt unprecedented warmth and strength. The words of the villagers, the exclamations of passers-by, and the advice of the wise man, all seemed to become the source of their strength.

"We are not only for ourselves, but also for the faces waiting for our return." Jack looked into the distance, the sword in his hand shining in the sun, which was the determination to protect and the expectation for the future.

On the way back, the legend about them had spread far and wide, and many villages threatened by the "Shadow Weaver" sent representatives with gifts and pleas, hoping that this legendary team could bring them hope and light. "Look, it's them! The legendary warriors are back!" At the entrance of a small town, children jumped excitedly and pointed in the direction of their return.

"Yes, their eyes are more determined than when they left." The mother next to her responded in a low voice, her eyes full of gratitude.

In the team, Lin Feng smiled gently and said to his companions: "It seems that our story has gone ahead of us. Then, let us write this last page ourselves."

"No matter what the result is, at least we have proved that the light will not be extinguished easily." The female mage clenched the staff in her hand. There was an eternal flame in her eyes, which was the firm belief to fight against darkness and protect hope.

On the eve of the final battle, they set up camp in an open area. Under the starry sky, everyone sat in a circle, sharing their stories and dreams. Those hearts that originally seemed distant because of their respective pains and secrets were now closely connected.

"Each of us has a past and weaknesses, but it is precisely because of this that we can understand the value of light." The mysterious traveler looked up at the stars, his tone calm and profound, "And this understanding is our most powerful weapon against the shadow."

"Then, let us use this weapon to illuminate the road ahead." Alvin stood up, his eyes burning with the passion of fighting, "For all those who believe in light, tomorrow will decide everything."

As the night deepened, only the slight breathing sounds and the occasional whispers of the night watchman could be heard by the campfire. In this silence, a voice quietly sounded, penetrating the dream and reaching everyone's ears:

"When the morning light breaks through the darkness, may your light illuminate the world. Remember, true victory is not only about defeating the enemy, but also about protecting the light in everyone's heart."

As the first rays of light of dawn fell on the earth, the team was ready to go, carrying everyone's hope and heading towards the final battle that would determine their fate. Everyone had the same belief in their hearts: no matter what the outcome, as long as there was light in their hearts, darkness would eventually be replaced by light.

In every corner of the world, people are waiting in different ways. Some are praying with their hands clasped together, some are spreading the stories of the warriors by word of mouth, and more are looking up at the sky silently, their hearts full of anticipation.

"One day, light will dispel all haze." These words, like a gentle breeze, blow across the earth, giving birth to unyielding courage and infinite hope in everyone's heart.

On the day of the decisive battle, the sky was unusually clear, as if even nature was holding its breath, waiting for this historic moment. The team passed through the village ignited by hope, and every step was accompanied by the cheers and blessings of the people. Their eyes were filled with not only expectations, but also unwavering trust in the light.

"Look, it's them! Our guardians!" An old man stood at the entrance of the village, waving his skinny hands tremblingly, his eyes moist and his voice choked with sobs.

Children gathered on both sides of the road, holding flowers and small flags painted with symbols of light, vying to get closer to these heroes.

"Come on, brothers and sisters! We will all be here waiting for your triumphant return!" A little girl stood on tiptoe and tried to hand the bouquet in her hand to Alvin, her face full of innocence and admiration.

The team continued to move forward, and every stop was a reinforcement of courage and faith. Until they stood at the edge of the battlefield agreed with the "Shadow Weaver", it was a desolate land, the sky seemed darker than other places, and the air was filled with depression and uneasiness.

"Here... is our battlefield." Lin Feng looked around, his deep voice echoing in the wind.

"It's time, for the light, and for all those who believe in the light." The sorceress closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and whispered a prayer.

Just as they were about to step into the battlefield, an unexpected figure rushed out from the crowd. It was a young blacksmith, holding a shining sword in his hand. It was a sword that he had forged day and night, specially for Lin Feng.

"Please accept it! It is forged with the purest ore in our village and the hearts of everyone. May it help you pierce the darkness!" Tears flashed in the blacksmith's eyes. He knelt on his knees and respectfully handed over the sword.

Lin Feng took the sword and felt not only the coldness of the metal, but also the heavy trust and expectation. He gently patted the blacksmith's shoulder and used a firm look as a silent thank you.

Finally, the team stepped into the center of the battlefield. There was a dead silence all around, as if even the wind had stopped blowing. At this moment, ominous black clouds gradually appeared in the sky, and a suffocating dark force began to gather.

“Here it comes…” the mysterious traveler whispered, his eyes solemn and his hand tightly holding the ancient talisman.

As the ground shook, the figure of the Shadow Weaver slowly emerged. It was a huge black shadow, surrounded by twisted dark mist, and its eyes were like the abyss, emitting a heart-pounding cold light.

“Hmph, you actually dare to challenge me? Since ancient times, those who have tried to fight against the shadow have all been reduced to nothing.” The Shadow Weaver’s voice was as cold as the chill wind on a winter night.

"Maybe so, but today is different from the past because we have light in our hearts." Lin Feng raised the sword in his hand, and the light spread like ripples, illuminating the surroundings. His voice was firm and powerful.

The battle broke out immediately, and the two sides launched a fierce confrontation. Every swing of the sword, every spell, was accompanied by the collision of light and darkness, and sparks flew. The surrounding air trembled due to the impact of power, as if the whole world was witnessing this ultimate battle between light and darkness.

As the battle entered a fierce stage, Lin Feng and his team found that relying solely on strength to fight against the Shadow Weaver seemed unable to completely defeat the Shadow Weaver. The root cause was the fear and despair in people's hearts. So, they changed their strategy and began to guide the people around them to use the light in their hearts to resist the darkness. Every time the light gathered, the Shadow Weaver's figure was shaken.

"Look at these people, look at the light in their eyes! Even the deepest darkness cannot swallow every heart that yearns for light!" The sorceress raised her staff, and a bright beam of light shot directly into the center of the Shadow Weaver, causing it to roar in pain.