The New Era Arrives: Giant World

Chapter 267 New Power 8

Shadowmoon and the boy felt the power that had been suppressed within them for so long finally surge back like a tidal wave. They exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes gleaming with determination and courage. Without the slightest hesitation, they simultaneously flashed forward, like arrows released from a bow, rushing towards the demon lord once more.

The boy leaped high into the air like a lithe cheetah, a sharp dagger gleaming with an eerie blue light appearing in his hand. The dagger emitted a chilling glint in the sunlight, seemingly capable of tearing through the void. Mid-air, the boy adjusted his posture, gathering all his strength in his right arm, and with overwhelming force, stabbed fiercely into the demon lord's blood-red eyes.

The demon lord clearly sensed the fatal blow and swiftly dodged, but it was too late. In the instant it narrowly avoided the boy's dagger, Shadowmoon's attack silently closed in. She appeared beside the demon lord like a ghost, longsword in hand. With a flick of her wrist, the blade traced a beautiful and sharp arc, striking the demon lord's thick arm with unerring accuracy. A sharp "sizzle" rang out, and the demon lord's iron-hard scales could not withstand the force of the sword. A deep, bone-revealing wound appeared on its arm, black blood gushing out.

The severely wounded demon lord was instantly enraged, letting out a deafening roar that echoed through the valley, causing the surrounding air to tremble. At the same moment, the already ferocious demons, upon hearing the lord's thunderous roar, seemed to have their deepest, most violent rage ignited, becoming even more frenzied. They opened their blood-red maws, revealing sharp fangs, brandishing hook-like claws, their faces twisted like demons from the depths of hell, and charged fiercely towards Shadowmoon and the boy with overwhelming force. In an instant, shouts of battle rose and fell, echoing through the heavens; roars resounded, chilling to the bone. These two sounds intertwined and mingled, like a symphony of death playing in the air, plunging the entire scene into utter chaos and panic.

At that very moment, a group of small but brave sprites sprang into action, uniting closely to form an unbreakable green barrier, standing firmly at the forefront and halting the demons' advance. Simultaneously, the powerful archmage stepped forward without hesitation, marching with firm and powerful strides to the very front of the battle. He raised his hands high, rapidly waving his wand while chanting incantations. With each incantation, countless blazing fireballs rained down from the sky, carrying intense heat and destructive power, crashing down upon the surging demon army.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Shadowmoon and the boy displayed astonishing teamwork and agility. They flashed like lightning across the night sky, skillfully avoiding the direct confrontation with the demons and flanking the demon lord from behind. Without hesitation, they launched a simultaneous and devastating combined attack. The boy, wielding a gleaming dagger, moved with ghostly speed to the demon lord's back, then thrust it forcefully, embedding it deep into the demon lord's tough flesh. Almost simultaneously, Shadowmoon's sword flashed, a dazzling light streaking across the sky, her longsword piercing the demon lord's chest with deadly accuracy. The demon lord, struck by such a fatal blow, let out a piercing scream, struggled in agony for a few moments, and then collapsed to the ground, kicking up dust.

Seeing their leader dead, the remaining demons were terrified and lost all will to fight. They turned and fled in panic, wishing they had two more legs to run away from this horrible place. Thus, through their combined efforts, they finally succeeded in protecting this precious land. The cheers of victory echoed throughout the wilderness, lingering for a long time, as if tearing the sky apart.

Yingyue and the boy exchanged a glance, their faces simultaneously beaming with the relief of surviving a close call. Their eyes met, filled with gratitude and trust, and the unspoken understanding forged through their shared ordeal. In that moment, all the hardships and obstacles they had faced seemed to vanish, leaving only the overwhelming joy of their shared victory.