Legend of the Embroiderer

Chapter 250 The Truth and the New Crisis

Li Zhao and others collapsed in a mess in the space that was gradually returning to calm. The air around them was filled with a mixture of burnt and decayed smells, which were the traces left after the dark power subsided.

They were gasping for breath, and every breath seemed to be dragging a heavy burden. Fatigue and pain were like a surging tide, drowning them wave after wave.

The mysterious figure's words, filled with both relief and fatigue, were still echoing in their ears, but the doubts in their hearts were growing wildly like weeds, leaving them no time to pay attention to the discomfort around them.

Everyone struggled to sit up from the ground, their eyes as if drawn by a magnet, fixed on the mysterious visitor.

"You...who are you?"

Li Zhao's lips trembled as he squeezed these words out of his throat with great difficulty. His voice was like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other, hoarse and gritty, and it sounded creepy.

Every time he uttered a word, his chest felt like it was hit hard by a heavy hammer, followed by a sharp and piercing pain, so painful that he almost fainted.

But his strong curiosity and deep desire to find out the truth supported him and made him unwilling to give up easily.

Li Zhao used his bloodshot and slightly trembling hands to hold the ground tightly, using the last bit of his strength to slowly support his heavy body, which felt like it was filled with lead.

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, mixing with the dust on his face to form dirty traces.

At this moment, all the muscles in his body were tensed to the extreme due to excessive exertion. Every bone seemed to be falling apart, and the tearing pain swept through his entire body.

Even though it was so painful, Li Zhao gritted his teeth, stubbornly resisted it all and never gave up.

Finally, he managed to stand up, but his body was shaky, as if he would fall to the ground again at any time.

However, he didn't care about these things. He just widened his eyes, and his gaze was like two lightning bolts, shooting straight at the face of the mysterious figure.

He wanted to find even the slightest clue that could unravel this huge mystery through that seemingly calm face.

The mysterious figure of God slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and a faint smile quietly bloomed like the warm spring sun.

The smile was vague, as if hiding endless secrets. It had a sense of elusive mystery, but also revealed a hint of imperceptible relief.

He only whispered, "I am one of the guardians of balance in this vast world. Throughout the long river of time, I have consistently and silently guarded the balancing force that originated from ancient times."

As he finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand. The movement was as light as the breeze blowing across the lake, yet steady and powerful, as if carrying a heavy burden.

At this moment, an amazing scene happened - a soft golden light gradually emerged in the palm of his hand.

The light is like the bright stars in the night sky, shining and dazzling.

If you look closely, you can see that this ball of light is the concrete form of the balancing force that was displayed during the previous fierce confrontation with the dark energy ball.

In the light, one can vaguely see faint shadows jumping and flashing constantly.

The lights and shadows intertwined together to form a dreamlike picture.

Every flicker of light and shadow seemed to be silently telling the story of the thrilling life-and-death battle that had just passed.

They either rush by like lightning, or burn like flames, or flow like water...all of them show people the intensity and tense atmosphere of this fierce battle.

“When the power of the dark core began to lose balance and this terrible disaster quietly occurred, I have been silently watching your every move.

The courage you displayed in the face of desperation and the faith you always held fast to made me decide to lend a hand at the last moment."

The mysterious figure's gaze was like warm sunshine, sweeping over everyone one by one, his eyes full of undisguised admiration, as if he was looking at a group of fearless heroes.

Su Mengyao gritted her teeth and stood up from the ground with difficulty. Although her body was still shaking slightly uncontrollably, like a weak willow in a strong wind, which could be blown down at any time, she still held on and asked in a slightly trembling voice:

"Since you have always been the guardian of the power of balance, why didn't you stop this disaster earlier? Why did you have to wait until we were almost in the abyss of despair before appearing?"

There was a hint of resentment in her eyes, but more of it was deep confusion. Her brows were tightly furrowed, as if trying to squeeze out all the doubts in her heart.

The mysterious figure sighed slightly, and the sigh was long and heavy, as if carrying endless vicissitudes of life.

His gaze became deep and distant, as if penetrating this space and looking into the distant past and future:

"Everything in the world has its own laws of operation, and the intervention of the balancing force must follow a specific time.

Intervening too early is like throwing a huge rock into a calm lake, which may trigger a series of more unpredictable and terrible consequences.

Only when you truly give your all and unleash all the potential within yourself and this world can the power of balance play its precise role, completely resolve this crisis, and put everything back on track."

The Crown Princess covered her injured shoulder, and bright red blood slowly seeped out from between her fingers, staining her clothes with a glaring red.

Her brows were furrowed, her eyes flickering with thought, as if she was constantly piecing together various clues in her mind:

"Then why did the core of the origin of darkness suddenly become unbalanced? Is it just the guardian of the dark will who is causing trouble behind the scenes?"

The mysterious figure nodded slightly, then slowly shook his head, his movements revealing a sense of mystery and unpredictability:

“The Guardian of Dark Will is indeed the direct trigger of this disaster, but behind this, there are deeper and more complex reasons.

Over the long years, the rules of this world have been quietly eroded by some mysterious force, just like a sturdy building whose foundation has been eaten away by termites, causing the balance between light and darkness to be gradually broken.

The unusual movement of the core of the dark origin is merely the most direct manifestation of this crisis."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions became more solemn, as if shrouded in a layer of haze.

Li Zhao lowered his head and pondered for a moment. His mind was full of thoughts, and various ideas flashed through his mind quickly like a kaleidoscope.

He raised his head again and looked at the mysterious figure with a determined gaze:

"Now that the guardian of the Dark Will has been eliminated and the power of the Dark Origin Core is gradually fading, is the world truly safe?"

The mysterious figure's expression instantly became somewhat solemn, as if covered by a layer of frost. He was silent for a long time, as if he was carefully considering his words, before he slowly said:

"For now, the world is safe, but the eroded world rules have not been completely repaired.

That mysterious power still exists, perhaps lurking in some dark corner, like a beast lurking in the shadows, waiting for the next opportunity to strike again."

The spirit user leaned weakly on her staff, her body swaying as if a slight breeze could blow her down.

She asked softly in a weak but firm voice, "Then how can we repair the rules of the world and completely eliminate this hidden danger?"

The mysterious figure looked at the Spirit Envoy, his eyes full of encouragement and expectation: "This requires your strength.

The unity and resilience you have shown in this fight are the key to restoring the order of the world.

That ancient force of balance will resonate with your power, like a harp string resonating with its note, guiding you to find a way to restore order."

Everyone looked at each other and saw determination and resolve in each other's eyes.

Although their bodies were exhausted, as if all their strength had been drained away, their wounds were still aching, and every breath was accompanied by a stinging pain, they all knew in their hearts that this battle was far from over.

At this moment, a strange light suddenly flashed at the core of the dark origin, which had gradually calmed down.

The light was like a strange meteor streaking across the night sky, instantly shattering the brief silence. The mysterious figure's expression suddenly changed, and he looked nervous:

"Oh no, something seems to have happened!"

Everyone immediately became alert and stood up as if they had heard the battle horn.

Li Zhao gripped the weapon tightly in his hand. Although his strength had not yet recovered and his arms were still trembling slightly, his eyes were full of determination, as if declaring that he would never retreat from the unknown danger.

I saw a black smoke slowly rising from the core of the darkness's origin. The smoke was as thick as ink, rolling and surging. It seemed that something was slowly condensing in it, and the shadows were hazy and creepy.

"Could it be that the guardian of the dark will has not completely perished?"

Su Mengyao said in horror, with a trembling voice, and her body unconsciously leaned closer to Li Zhao.

The mysterious figure stared at the smoke, his expression as serious as if he was about to face a life-or-death battle:

"No, this aura is completely different from the previous one. It seems to be another more ancient and mysterious power."

As the smoke continued to rise, a vague figure gradually emerged from it.

The figure was twisted and weird, emitting a chilling aura, as if it was a demon crawling out of an endless dark abyss.

The figure let out a low roar, the sound was dull and powerful, echoing throughout the entire space, making everyone's eardrums hurt, as if it would shatter their souls.

The mysterious figure immediately spread the power of balance in his hand. The golden light was like a blooming lotus, quickly forming a solid barrier that protected everyone.

"Everyone be careful, this force is extremely powerful, we must go all out."

Li Zhao and others clenched their weapons tightly. Although their strength had not yet recovered and their bodies were still in pain, their eyes were full of determination and there was no fear at all.