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Underworld deity Reaching out, gently touched the offering box, and the runes on the box suddenly emitted a dazzling light, then slowly opened.
Inside lay an ancient book, its pages yellowed, each one filled with densely packed text and illustrations.
Underworld deity Carefully flipping through the ancient texts, rows of old words jumped into view: "Thirteen as One, the key to the underworld. When the thirteen chosen artifacts gather, ancient power will awaken, and disaster will be quelled." Following this was a description of the thirteen artifacts and the attributes they symbolize: courage, wisdom, loyalty, justice, kindness, resilience, humility, generosity, patience, optimism, honesty, sacrifice, and love.
"This... this is a huge task," Zhang Jin said softly, her eyes filled with determination and concern. "Of the thirteen artifacts we've found, which one corresponds to which?"
At that moment, there was a ancient and mysterious atmosphere surrounding the altar, and the air was filled with a solemn and dignified feeling.
The sun shone through the gap in the valley, illuminating the rune-inscribed stone pillars with scattered light. Each pillar seemed like a gateway to an ancient world, silently guarding the secret hidden in this world.
Every person in the team was drawn to the mysterious sight, speaking softly as they tried to interpret the meaning behind the runes.
Zhang Jin walked up to a stone pillar, carefully examining the courage runes carved on it. Her fingers lightly touched the cold stone surface, as if she could sense the power hidden within.
"Look here," Han Che came over holding what appeared to be an ordinary but actually emitted a faint glow of a small box, his eyes shimmering with excitement. "This box should contain an artifact representing wisdom."
They carefully examined the stone pillars around the altar and found that each pillar had a space next to it, seemingly used to place the artifacts.
Underworld deity Holding an ancient sword, he stands to the side, his gaze piercing through time and space, as if returning to the past and witnessing the origins of everything.
"This sword represents courage," his deep and powerful voice resonates in the quiet air. "We should place it next to the pillar inscribed with the rune of courage."
One by one, they began to place their artifacts next to the corresponding stone pillars. Whenever an artifact was placed, the runes on the pillars would light up, accompanied by a faint sound, as if calling from an ancient world.
As the last artifact was placed, the entire altar suddenly shook, the ground began to tremble, and the twelve pillars emitted a dazzling light, containing seemingly infinite power. Then, a beam of light shot out from the center of the altar, piercing through the mist and reaching the sky.
"Success!" Zhang Jin exclaimed excitedly, her face filled with indescribable joy.
"This is the key that unlocks," the voice of the Underworld deity was filled with awe. "The power of Thirteen as One has been awakened by us, now we need to summon the artifact of the God of the Underworld."
After the light gradually faded from the ancient altar, the words "Thunder God Altar" suddenly appeared on the huge stone stele.
Zhang Jin, Underworld deity, and Han Che gathered at the Thunder God Altar, just as they were about to begin the final ritual, a chilling breath suddenly swept in from a distance.
The sky darkened, the surrounding air was filled with oppression, and there was a dead silence.
The soul of the Shadow King, an ancient power that exists deep in the underworld. Its appearance has disrupted the balance of the underworld and poses a threat to the ritual. Its only purpose is to prevent the completion of the ritual, as it knows that once the ritual is completed, the fate of the underworld will change, and its influence cultivated over thousands of years will likely disintegrate in an instant.
Thunder God Altar is surrounded by ancient stone pillars, each inscribed with indecipherable runes. This is the connection point between the underworld and the spiritual realm, as well as a crucial location for conducting rituals.
As the Shadow King's Soul draws near, the weather suddenly becomes violent, with thunder roaring and the wind and rain raging as if the very heavens are bellowing in anger.
"It seems that our ritual has attracted some unwanted attention," said the Underworld deity with a solemn tone, his gaze piercing through the dark sky, facing the oncoming evil force.
Han Che tightened the weapon in his hand, his eyes determined. Despite facing a powerful enemy, he showed no fear. "No one can stop us from completing the ritual, no matter who they are."
Zhang Jin As a time traveler, facing such an unimaginable scene, there is an indescribable fear in her heart, but more determination. She knows that her appearance is for this moment.
At this moment, the soul of the Shadow King finally appears. Its form seems to be constantly changing, like a dark mist, and it seems that the evil face within can be vaguely seen. Its appearance immediately causes the temperature around to drop sharply, and a sense of death permeates the air.
"You are leading yourselves to a dead end!" The voice of the Shadow King sounded like a low growl from hell, filled with evil and decay.
"You are wrong," responded the Underworld deity calmly. "What we are doing is for the Underworld and for the future of all living beings. Your existence will only bring about eternal destruction."
His voice sounded particularly resolute in the raging storm, with an unmistakable gleam in his eyes.
Zhang Jin tightly gripped the spiritual bow in her hand, an extraordinary and precious weapon she unexpectedly obtained during this adventure. It is said to be able to shoot energy arrows that can penetrate all evil.
Although she comes from modern times and has never learned archery, she found herself able to use it skillfully in this ancient land, as if the bow and arrow were connected to her soul.
The soul of the Shadow King emitted a harsh mocking laugh, "Foolish humans, do you think these little toys can stop me?"
With its words, an even stronger dark force emanates from it, forming a huge black vortex, attempting to engulf all light and vitality.
Han Che and Underworld deity quickly deploy their strategies. Han Che leads their subordinates in fierce combat against the king of shadows with their outstanding strength and tactics. Meanwhile, Underworld deity uses their divine power to try to stabilize the defense of the Thunder God Altar, preventing the further invasion of the shadow force.
Zhang Jin stood on one side of the Thunder God Altar, took a deep breath, focused her mind, and infused spiritual power into the spirit bow. As she drew the bowstring, an arrow made of pure energy formed, pointing towards the Shadow King. She released her fingers, and the energy arrow, like a shooting star, cut through the dark sky and struck the target.
The soul of the Shadow King emitted a terrified scream. When the energy arrow made contact, a dazzling light burst forth, instantly dispersing the surrounding dark forces. Although it didn't completely destroy the Shadow King, it clearly dealt a significant blow to it.
"Our strength will not be consumed by your darkness!" Zhang Jin declared loudly, her words filled with resilience and hope.
At that moment, Underworld deity, Han Che, Zhang Jin, and all their companions gathered their greatest strength and launched the final attack. Their power converged into an unparalleled beam of light, rushing towards the Shadow King.
In the end, under the powerful force of light, the soul of the Shadow King let out a final scream and was completely dispersed, turning into countless points of light dissipating in the wind.
With the dispersal of the Shadow King, the wind and rain on the Thunder God Altar gradually subsided, and the sky once again revealed its light.
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