mtl008 Chapter 499: Fighting the Monster with All Your Strength
Chapter 499: Fighting the Monster with All Your Strength
When the huge, ferocious-looking ancient demon beast rushed out of the stone gate, a suffocating pressure instantly enveloped the whole place. It was surrounded by black mist, and its pair of blood-red eyes were like burning purgatory fire, staring at Yun Yao, Chu Mochen and a group of cultivators. Every heavy breath seemed to carry the prelude of a storm, which made people tremble with fear.
Yun Yao's heart tightened. She knew that the monster in front of her was not to be trifled with. But at this moment, retreat was not an option. A look of determination flashed in her eyes. She quickly mobilized the spiritual power in her body, formed seals with her hands, and chanted something. In an instant, the elemental power between heaven and earth seemed to be summoned. Wind and clouds surged, and the air around them became sticky. Yun Yao controlled the wind element, forming sharp wind blades that swept towards the monster like a storm; at the same time, she attracted the thunder element, and purple lightning flashed above the monster's head, waiting for an opportunity to move, ready to deliver a fatal blow.
Chu Mochen stood beside Yun Yao, his figure as straight as a pine tree, the long sword in his hand humming, as if he was venting his fighting spirit with his master. He took a deep breath, the sword energy in his body surged, and he injected his spiritual power into the sword without reservation. With a roar, he swung the sword forward fiercely, and a dazzling long rainbow of sword energy instantly tore through the air, slashing at the monster with the momentum that could split the mountains. Wherever the sword energy passed, the ground was plowed out a deep gully, and sand and rocks flew everywhere, with a terrifying momentum.
This sharp sword accurately cut the monster's sturdy forelimbs, splashing a string of sparks. The monster felt pain and let out a deafening roar. The roar was full of anger, making everyone's ears buzz. Some weaker cultivators even had their blood boiling and their faces turned pale. However, the monster's skin was thick and rough, and this seemingly powerful sword only left a shallow white mark on its skin, without even bleeding.
But Chu Mochen was not discouraged. He flashed and approached the monster like a ghost, swinging the long sword in his hand tightly. As the sword shadow flashed, each sword accurately stabbed the monster's joints, eyes and other vital parts. He knew that facing such a powerful enemy, conventional attacks would be difficult to work, and only by finding weaknesses could he have a glimmer of hope.
The other cultivators also came to their senses and used all their skills. Some of them used magic weapons, and the bright light illuminated the dim core area of the ruins. A magic weapon shaped like a disc was spinning rapidly, releasing golden light, which was wrapped around the monster like a rope, trying to restrict its movement; there were also cultivators who were good at controlling water. They summoned turbulent water out of thin air, turned into water dragons, and pounced on the monster with their fangs and claws. The cold water splashed on everyone, but no one cared. At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on this life-and-death contest.
For a moment, colorful magic lights, dazzling sword energy, and magic weapon lights of various shapes intertwined together, illuminating the area like daylight. Everyone's attacks surged towards the monster like a tide, but this ancient monster showed unimaginably strong defense and attack power.
It swung its claws as big as a hill, and each swing was wrapped with overwhelming force. The claws cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and the golden ropes that were entangled with it broke like fragile spider silk the moment they touched the claws; the water dragon pounced, and the monster simply opened its bloody mouth and sucked it in violently, swallowing the surging water dragon alive into its stomach, and then spewed out a black flame with an extremely high temperature. Wherever it passed, the ground was instantly scorched, emitting a pungent smell.
Yun Yao kept observing the beast's every move during the battle, trying to find opportunities from its attack rhythm and movement flaws. She found that every time the beast swung its left claw to carry out a large-scale sweeping attack, a slight sign of weakening spiritual power fluctuations would briefly appear on its right shoulder. Yun Yao's eyes lit up, and she seized the opportunity. When the beast swung its left claw again, she immediately controlled the wind blade and lightning power to converge towards the beast's right shoulder.
However, the monster seemed to sense the danger, and at the critical moment, it twisted its body and used its back to withstand the attack. Although Yun Yao's attack still caused it to suffer a certain impact, and several scales on its back were blown away, it did not cause any substantial damage to it.
As the battle continued, everyone gradually felt powerless. The continuous consumption of spiritual power made their attacks weaker and weaker, and the light of the spells gradually dimmed. Many cultivators had beads of sweat on their foreheads, their faces were as pale as paper, their breathing was rapid and heavy, their steps began to weaken, and they could only barely support their defense, and their counterattacks became increasingly powerless.
Chu Mochen's swordsmanship was still sharp, but his eyes also revealed a trace of fatigue. Every time he swung his sword, he needed to mobilize more spiritual power, and his movements were a little slower than at the beginning of the battle. His clothes were already soaked with sweat, tightly sticking to his back, and his hair was messily scattered on both sides of his cheeks, but his eyes were always firm, guarding Yun Yao closely, blocking waves of possible fatal attacks from the monsters for her.
Yun Yao was also feeling uncomfortable. Although the powerful spells given to her by the system were incredibly powerful, the speed at which they consumed spiritual energy was also extremely terrifying. At this moment, her spiritual energy reserves were almost gone. Every time she cast a spell, she could feel the spiritual energy in her body drying up. Her hands trembled slightly, and the movements of forming seals were no longer smooth, but even so, her faith in her heart never wavered.
The monster seemed to be aware of the plight of the crowd. It became more and more violent, and the frequency and strength of its attacks suddenly increased. It jumped high, its huge body covering the sky, and then fell towards the crowd with endless pressure. Under this heavy pressure, the ground trembled violently, and cracks quickly spread. The crowd had no time to dodge, and could only bite the bullet, mobilize the last of their spiritual power, and cast defensive spells to try to resist this fatal blow.
At this critical moment, Yun Yao suddenly remembered that there was a skill in the system that she had not yet fully comprehended. She had tried to activate this skill many times in the previous practice, but she never succeeded, because it required extremely high control of spiritual power and could only be activated in desperate situations with super strong willpower and desire for power.
At this moment, between life and death, Yun Yao put aside all distractions, closed her eyes tightly, concentrated all her energy, and frantically called the system in her heart, trying to mobilize the mysterious power hidden deep inside. Veins bulged on her forehead, sweat rolled down like rain, and her body trembled slightly due to excessive exertion.
At the same time, Chu Mochen and others also noticed Yun Yao's abnormality. Although they didn't know what Yun Yao was doing, they all had a glimmer of hope in their hearts and tried their best to buy time for Yun Yao. Chu Mochen endured the fatigue and swung a few sword energies again to attract the attention of the monster; other cultivators also supported each other, using the remaining magic weapon light or weak spells to form a shaky defense line to block the monster's advance.
With everyone's efforts, Yun Yao finally felt the awakening of the dormant power in the system. A powerful and mysterious force, like a long-dormant beast, slowly emerged from her body. This power was completely different from her own spiritual power. It was more powerful and majestic, as if it contained endless vitality and destructive power.
Instantly, Yun Yao's body glowed brightly, and her originally dim eyes became bright and energetic, and her tiredness was swept away. Her body slowly rose into the air, her hair dancing, her clothes fluttering, like a god of war descending to the earth.
With the blessing of this new power, Yun Yao's attack has undergone a qualitative change. She raised her hand and waved it gently, and a ray of light condensed from pure energy flew out of her hand. Wherever the light passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, emitting a series of dull roars. This ray of light accurately hit the chest of the monster, directly blasting a huge blood hole in its hard skin, and black blood gushed out like a fountain.
The monster was severely injured and roared in pain. Its attack became more frantic, but also more chaotic. Yun Yao took this opportunity to look at Chu Mochen and others, and their eyes were burning with fighting spirit. They seized the opportunity when the monster was injured and its movements were disordered to launch the final general attack.
Chu Mochen gathered all the remaining sword energy in his body into one sword, and he used all his strength in this sword. The sword shone so brightly that people couldn't open their eyes. His body was as fast as lightning, rushing towards the neck of the monster, with a clear goal, to give this terrifying monster a fatal blow.
The other cultivators also exhausted their last bit of spiritual power. Their magic weapons shone brightly, their spells whizzed out, and all their attacks swept towards the monster like a raging torrent.
Under the concerted attack of everyone, the monster finally couldn't hold on. Its huge body fell to the ground with a bang, raising a cloud of dust, and its blood-red eyes gradually lost their luster until they were completely dim. As the monster fell to the ground, the core area of the ruins shone brightly, and the bright light was like a new sun, dispelling all the darkness and haze. The magic weapons and skills that everyone dreamed of finally slowly appeared before everyone's eyes in this dawn of victory.