NCCnovel Chapter 177 Messenger of Justice
Chapter 177 Messenger of Justice
The battle horn blew in the noisy wind. Shen Mo held the sword tightly, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, his eyes were firm and blazing, as if burning with endless fighting spirit, just like a fearless god of war from ancient mythology. Lin Yuwei held the mysterious magic weapon tightly in both hands. There was a faint light on the magic weapon, which was the mysterious power they had just gained after the spiritual test. Qingfeng stood aside like a cheetah, his posture was agile, his muscles were tight, his eyes were sharp like an eagle, ready to pounce on any invading enemy like lightning.
Seeing that they had no intention of retreating, the leader of the men in black showed a hideous and twisted expression on his face covered by shadows. He waved his skinny hand violently, and a group of villains in black rushed up like a surging black tide. These men in black were as agile as the wind, and their moves were fierce and decisive. Every move and every style carried an undisguised killing intent, as if they wanted to tear Shen Mo and the others into pieces.
Shen Mo was fearless. He kicked his feet and rushed into the enemy camp like an arrow. The long sword in his hand flashed cold light under the sunlight, and it shuttled freely among the black-clothed men like a smart silver snake. His sword was extremely sharp, and every swing brought a bloody storm and screams. Lin Yuwei stood firmly aside, concentrating on controlling the magic weapon in her hand. The mysterious light emitted by the magic weapon was like an intelligent elf, accurately hitting the black-clothed men who tried to attack from the flank. Qingfeng's figure was like the wind, and he was erratic in the crowd like a ghost. Wherever he went, the black-clothed men fell like straw.
However, the black-clad men seemed endless, pouring in continuously. Gradually, Shen Mo and the others began to feel overwhelmed. Lin Yuwei's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which slid down her fair cheeks, and her breathing became rapid and heavy. Qingfeng's movements gradually lost their initial flexibility and agility, and several shocking wounds appeared on his body, and blood stained his clothes red.
At this critical moment, the leader of the men in black saw the opportunity, and his figure flashed like a ghost, turning into a black lightning, and pounced on Lin Yuwei at lightning speed. Lin Yuwei was concentrating on dealing with the wolf-like men in black in front of her, and she didn't realize the deadly threat approaching from behind. Seeing that the leader's sharp claws were about to catch Lin Yuwei, Shen Mo's heart instantly rose to his throat, and he ran towards Lin Yuwei without hesitation.
With a muffled "puff" sound, Shen Mo's shoulder was cut by the leader's claws, leaving a deep cut that could be seen to the bone. Blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly dyeing half of his body red. But he did not retreat at all. Instead, his eyes were burning with anger, and he stabbed the leader fiercely with his sword. The leader had to temporarily avoid the edge, give up attacking Lin Yuwei, and turn around to deal with Shen Mo's sword force like a storm.
"Shen Mo!" Lin Yuwei was heartbroken when she saw Shen Mo injured, her eyes full of heartache and anxiety. She gritted her teeth, held the magic weapon even harder with both hands, and desperately mobilized the little power left in her body. The magic weapon shone brightly, and a dazzling and powerful light wave whizzed towards the leader of the men in black. The leader was hit by this sudden powerful force and retreated repeatedly, roaring in anger and pain.
Qingfeng saw this scene and knew that it was a critical moment of life and death, and he could not hold back any more. He took a deep breath, concentrated all the remaining strength in his body on his palm, and then slammed the ground hard. A powerful invisible airflow spread out from under his palm like a surging wave, and those men in black who were close to him were knocked down by this powerful airflow and were in a mess.
Although the three of them fought with all their might, the attacks of the men in black showed no sign of stopping like a never-ending storm. Their physical strength was rapidly depleting, their wounds kept increasing, and their blood dyed the ground red. At this critical moment of life and death, Shen Mo suddenly recalled the mysterious power they had realized in the test of their souls. He shouted at Lin Yuwei and Qingfeng at the top of his lungs: "We must use the light in our hearts to fight against the darkness!"
When Lin Yuwei and Qingfeng heard Shen Mo's cry, it was as if a flash of lightning flashed through their hearts, and they instantly understood. They slowly closed their eyes, discarded all distracting thoughts in their hearts, and kept thinking back to the various difficulties and obstacles they had experienced along the way. Those moments when they faced difficulties together, those warm words of encouragement and support for each other, and those unwavering and persistent pursuit of justice, like vivid pictures, emerged in their minds one by one.
Gradually, a soft and warm light emanated from their bodies again. The light became brighter and stronger, as if a blazing sun suddenly appeared above this bloody and cruel battlefield. The men in black who were illuminated by the light suddenly showed painful expressions on their faces, and their movements became slow and stiff.
Shen Mo suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with unprecedented determination and resoluteness. He raised the long sword in his hand high, and rushed towards the man in black again like a tiger coming out of the mountain. This time, his sword was also shrouded in the mysterious and powerful soft light. Every time he swung it, it could easily penetrate the heavy defense of the man in black, harvesting the enemy's life like cutting melons and vegetables. Lin Yuwei and Qingfeng followed him without hesitation. Their strength became stronger and more unstoppable under the blessing of the light.
Under the powerful offensive of the three of them, the men in black finally began to collapse and fall. Their leader saw that the situation was hopeless, and a trace of despair and unwillingness flashed in his eyes. He tried to turn around and run away, but Shen Mo would not let him escape easily. Shen Mo flashed and blocked the leader's way in an instant like a ghost.
"Your sins end here!" Shen Mo's eyes widened in anger, his voice was like a bell, and he swung the long sword in his hand. A dazzling light shot towards the leader like a meteor. The leader let out a desperate scream, and instantly fell into a pool of blood, no longer breathing.
With the death of their leader, the remaining men in black immediately became like dogs that had lost their homes. They dropped their weapons and fled in all directions. Shen Mo and the other two looked at the messy battlefield in front of them, their hearts filled with emotion and exhaustion. They had experienced a thrilling and arduous battle, and finally achieved a hard-won victory.