prynovel Chapter 112 Rising Up in Resistance
Chapter 112 Rising Up in Resistance
Chapter 112 Rising Up in Resistance
The scorching energy blade silently pierced into the giant hand. The giant hand's downward movement abruptly halted, and the dark energy at the severed finger churned and dissipated violently like boiling water, its originally solid structure becoming illusory and uncertain.
The aura of the giant hand, under the repeated attacks, was flickering and about to be extinguished, like a candle in the wind.
However, although the repeated attacks weakened the giant hand, they could not stop its descent; the giant hand still struck down with terrifying power.
[Ice Barrier] Commander Negan spat out a mouthful of blood, pouring his last bit of mental energy into his wand, which condensed into a thick ice wall above everyone's heads.
"Bang"
The ice wall shattered into countless ice crystals the moment it was touched by the giant hand.
But this brief blockage weakened most of the remaining impact of the giant hand.
Even so, the team members were like leaves swept up by a strong wind, thrown out and then crashed heavily to the ground.
Commander Negan, his mental energy completely depleted, collapsed to the ground the instant the ice wall shattered.
Li Ang was also thrown off balance by the impact. When he landed, his body rolled uncontrollably on the ground several times, causing his forehead to hit the gravel and bleed profusely.
Fortunately, the Guardian Ring continued to provide protection, preventing him from being killed on the spot; he only suffered some minor injuries.
Li Ang lay on the ground, panting heavily, his vision blurring. His mental energy was nearly exhausted from the continuous battles.
When he regained his blood-stained vision, he vaguely saw that the outline of the broken hand in the air had not disappeared, but was preparing to close its fingers again and launch an attack.
At this moment, everyone around him except himself had fallen silent, their fate unknown. Li Ang felt a strong sense of fear, as this was the first time he had encountered such a crisis since he transmigrated.
At that moment, faces appeared in his mind: everyone in the Eighth Squad, Lottie, Maya, and mentor Eve.
I couldn't give up yet; there were still many people waiting for me to return. In the end, my strong will to survive overcame my fear.
Li Ang struggled to his feet with all his might, mobilizing the last bit of mental energy stored in the [Ring of the Wise].
As his mental energy was replenished, the giant hand that Li Ang sensed became clear again.
"No matter what you are, I will not let you take away my life," Li Ang murmured to himself, his staff aimed at the equally elusive giant hand.
The five stars in the spiritual world spun at full speed, and a wind blade was instantly formed at the tip of the staff.
The giant hand then closed its fingers again, poised to strike in mid-air.
As the star continued to rotate, the water droplets within the wind blades were fully filled.
The giant hand, having completed its charging, aimed at Li Ang, the only one still standing.
Five stars spun wildly in his mental world, squeezing out the last bit of his mental energy. Li Ang's vision gradually blurred, a symptom of his mental energy nearing exhaustion.
"Faster, faster—" Li Ang endured the dizziness, the giant hand in his perception gradually blurring, but judging from the wind hitting his body, the giant hand was constantly approaching.
Finally, just as the strong wind was making it almost impossible for Li Ang to open his eyes, the electrolysis was completed. The wind blade transformed into a scorching energy blade, slashing towards the giant hand with a sense of destruction.
In his hazy vision, he seemed to see the giant hand being severed by the energy blade and rapidly dissipating, as well as the image of himself being blasted away by the remaining kinetic energy of the giant hand.
In a daze, Li Ang suddenly realized that his surroundings had changed, and he was now surrounded by a warm golden light.
The surroundings were hazy and indistinct, with only a faint outline of a giant golden tree connecting heaven and earth visible on the horizon.
Just as Li Ang was drawn to the giant tree and wanted to get closer to it...
"Li Ang, Li Ang, wake up."
Urgent calls pierced through the golden mist, pulling him back to reality.
A sharp pain shot through his forehead, and his mouth was filled with the bitter taste characteristic of the healing medicine.
He struggled to open his heavy eyelids, and through his blurry vision, Captain Eric's face, etched with exhaustion and worry, gradually came into focus.
"You're finally awake." Eric visibly relaxed when he saw him open his eyes, and asked as he tossed aside the empty medicine bottle in his hand.
"How are you feeling? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
Li Ang opened his mouth, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound, so he could only shake his head with difficulty.
He looked around and found himself lying on the relatively flat ground at the edge of the flight platform.
Not far away, Commander Negan, pale-faced, was kneeling on the ground, administering medication to an unconscious member of the Fourth Squad.
Captain Martin and Captain Natasha were also busy helping their other injured and fallen comrades.
The scene was a mess, and the air was filled with the smell of burning and a faint stench of blood.
"It's good that you're awake. Don't move yet, take a break." Eric patted his shoulder hard, his tone filled with relief at surviving the ordeal, and then stood up.
"I'll go check on the others, Elisa—"
He didn't finish speaking, but the seriousness on his face startled Li Ang, who struggled to sit up.
His vision cleared up a little, and he saw Elisa not far away.
She leaned against a broken wall, her left eye covered by a thick bandage, and a large tear in the shoulder of her brown robe revealed her tattered inner armor. Miguel and Remus stood guard beside her, their faces grim.
Seemingly sensing Li Ang's gaze, Elisa turned her head, looking at him with her only remaining right eye, forcing a smile, though the smile was somewhat distorted by pain:
"Hey—Li Ang, you're alright—that's great. I—I'm fine, it's just one eye, it won't affect my spellcasting—"
Her voice was somewhat weak, but she deliberately put on a relaxed tone.
Seeing that Elisa was alright, Li Ang was relieved and replied:
"Yes, we're lucky to have survived."
Seeing Eric's appearance just now, he thought that Alyssa had unfortunately died.
Compared to death, losing an eye seems insignificant at this moment.
After all, he might not be able to say he has a lot of moonshine moss extract, so he can go back and develop a new recovery potion.
After Commander Negan and the three captains administered healing potions to everyone, most of the team members began to slowly awaken, but some never woke up again.
The loss of their comrade cast a shadow over everyone's hearts, and another member of the fourth squad tragically perished.
Captain Martin stood silently beside the body of his teammate, his fists clenched, his grief almost palpable. His squad had lost two men in this mission.
Commander Negan looked at the remaining troops before him, then at the still-burning wreckage of the Hunter in the distant valley, and sighed heavily.
He was unaware that the crew of the airship had already been eliminated by the dark sorcerer, and assumed that his colleagues had perished along with the airship in the attack.