SFS Chapter 68 The Mystery of the Stone Slab and the Struggle for Life
Chapter 68 The Mystery of the Stone Slab and the Struggle for Life
Within the rune array, the colossal beast once again charged towards the group with overwhelming power. Its dark purple light resembled the gaping maw of a demon, threatening to devour them instantly. The surrounding runes seemed to be affected by the beast's ferocity, flickering more rapidly. The air within the array was like scalding boiling water, almost suffocating them, yet also like icy frost, seeping into their very bones; every breath was permeated with the scent of death.
Huanmo frowned, his eyes filled with determination, but he was secretly anxious: "That stone slab may be our last chance to survive. We must not let the giant beast stop us." While protecting Wanru and Baihu, he nimbly dodged the giant beast's attacks. Every dodge was extremely dangerous, and the hem of his clothes fluttered loudly as the spiritual power generated by the giant beast whipped around him.
The woman in black gritted her teeth, wielding her black longsword with impenetrable speed. The beastly spiritual energy clinging to the blade emitted wisps of dark purple smoke. She thought to herself, "Even if it costs me my last breath, I must fight for everyone's chance to get closer to the stone slab. I cannot give up now." Sweat streamed down her face, dripping onto the ground within the formation, instantly dissipating into a wisp of vapor.
The man in white's fingers danced rapidly across the jade flute, the sound waves transforming into barriers that temporarily halted the giant beast's attack. Yet his gaze remained fixed on the stone slab radiating a golden glow, his heart filled with doubt and anticipation: "What secret does that stone slab hold? Can it truly turn this dire situation around? I hope fate won't play another trick on us this time."
The man in the green robe and Qingwan supported each other. Qingwan's face was pale, but she still managed to continuously channel her remaining spiritual energy into the man in the green robe. The man in the green robe endured the excruciating pain from his wounds, his hands never ceasing their attacks. Each strike was made with a resolute determination, as he secretly vowed, "Even if I die, I will die on the road to uncovering the secrets of the stone slab. I will never let everyone's efforts be in vain."
The group moved with difficulty toward the stone slab, each step feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds. The giant beast seemed to sense their intentions, and its attack became even more ferocious. With each swing of its claws, it stirred up gusts of wind, causing the group to sway.
Just when everyone felt they were about to give up, they finally approached the stone slab covered in ancient runes. Huanmo reached out, wanting to touch the slab, but hesitated, worried that he might trigger some even more terrifying mechanism. But seeing the giant beast relentlessly pursuing them, he gritted his teeth and placed his hand steadily on the slab.
In an instant, the golden light on the stone slab suddenly intensified, like a golden sun rising within the rune array. The light spread outwards, forcing the giant beast back several steps. Enveloped in this light, everyone felt a warm and mysterious power surge into their bodies, instantly alleviating their fatigue.
"This stone slab is indeed strange!" the woman in black exclaimed in surprise, her eyes blazing with hope.
However, before everyone could carefully explore the mysteries of the runes on the stone slab, the giant beast let out a deafening roar and charged forward again, clearly unwilling to give up. Its ghostly eyes were filled with anger and ferocity.
Huanmo stared intently at the runes on the stone slab, trying to decipher the key as quickly as possible. He kept chanting in his mind, "Hurry up, let me figure it out. Everyone's lives depend on this." His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his eyes were so focused that it seemed as if he and the stone slab were the only things left in the world.
The man in white played his jade flute to strengthen the defenses while moving closer to Huanmo. Looking at the complex and incomprehensible runes on the stone slab, he frowned and said, "These runes seem to be related to the operation of the previous rune array, but I can't figure out what they are for the time being." His voice was filled with anxiety.
The man in the green robe and Qingwan stood back to back, warily watching the giant beast's movements. Qingwan's hands trembled slightly as she whispered, "I hope Huanmo and the others can find a way soon. I feel like we're almost at our limit." The man in the green robe gripped her hand, transferring strength to her, but he himself was uncertain.
Wanru held the white tiger, hiding behind the crowd. Her eyes were fixed on Huanmo and the others, and she prayed silently, "We must succeed. We've been through so much together, we can't fall here." The white tiger seemed to sense the tense atmosphere as well, letting out a low growl, as if encouraging everyone.
Just as the giant beast was about to pounce on the group again, a glint suddenly flashed in Huanmo's eyes. He seemed to have gleaned some clues from the runes on the stone slab. Following the order indicated by the runes, he quickly pressed several runes onto the stone slab.
Instantly, the entire rune array trembled violently. As if summoned by some force, the surrounding runes began to emanate golden chains of light centered on the stone slab. These chains, like serpents, coiled around the giant beast, binding it tightly. The beast struggled frantically, its roars echoing within the array, making everyone's eardrums ache.
"Did it work?" Wanru exclaimed excitedly, her eyes full of anticipation.
But before everyone could rejoice for long, cracks began to appear in the golden chains of light. The beast's power was too great, and it seemed about to break free of its restraints. Huanmo's face turned deathly pale. He realized that things were not so simple, and felt a pang of frustration: "Is it still not working? What crucial point did I overlook?"
The woman in black robes watched the chains of light gradually break apart, gripped her longsword tightly, and prepared to fight again: "No matter what, even if it breaks free, we can't just sit here and wait to die. Let's fight!"
The man in white also stopped playing his jade flute, took a deep breath, and prepared to work with everyone to deal with the potentially worse situation that might arise next.
At this critical moment, another change occurred on the stone slab. A mysterious image slowly emerged from it, blurry and indistinct, yet seemingly conveying some important information. Everyone's attention was drawn to this sudden image, but taking advantage of this opening, the giant beast broke free from most of its light chains and pounced on them again. An even more intense life-or-death struggle was about to unfold. Would the secret hidden behind the mysterious image truly help them escape their predicament? Everything remained uncertain, and everyone could only tense up once more, ready to face this unknown challenge.