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Karenmu witnessed John's painful struggle, and his heart was filled with worry and anxiety. He wanted to lend a helping hand, but suddenly felt an invisible oppression surrounding himself. Karenmu felt a sinister whisper echoing in the depths of his heart, carrying an unfathomable evil and darkness. He struggled against this feeling, but it seemed that this force was gradually growing stronger.
Just then, Alixia let out a desperate scream, her voice sounding particularly piercing in this empty space. " Taktron! Hurry up! At this rate, we're all doomed!" Her face had turned pale, clearly feeling immense pressure on her body and mind.
Taktron's hands moved quickly on the control panel, his brow furrowed with anxiety. "Almost there...almost there, pinpointing the coordinates of the real world..." His voice revealed immense tension and urgency.
At this critical moment, every second felt like a race against time, a battle against unfathomable evil forces. Their lives and destinies seemed to hang by a thread.
"Countdown ten seconds!" Taktron finally shouted out this sentence, bringing a glimmer of hope to this heart-pounding escape. At this moment, everyone's heart was stretched to the extreme, waiting for the final shift, hoping to escape from this space filled with evil and horror.
Karenmu silently prayed in his heart, hoping that they could evacuate safely. His eyes looked firmly at John, hoping to give him a little strength. And John was still struggling on the ground, trying to resist the whispers that were eroding his mind. In this dead silence of darkness, they waited for the arrival of that final moment.
In the distorted void of subspace, Alixia's shield began to show clear cracks. The small yet malevolent tendrils continued to writhe, attempting to penetrate the fissures in the shield and launch an attack against them. Alixia wore a pained and desperate expression, her voice filled with urgency and fear, as if undergoing some indescribable torment.
Karenmu was now on one knee, his face marked with signs of agony. His eyes reflected the merciless tendrils, as if he were engaged in a fierce struggle with his inner fears. The incantations from his mouth grew increasingly faint, as if about to be consumed by the darkness.
John has already fallen to the ground, losing consciousness. His body lies there weakly, the pain on his face showing that he is still experiencing mental anguish even in his unconscious state.
In this chaotic storm, the only one remaining conscious is Taktron. As a Tai Star person, he has no connection to the evil forces of chaos, allowing him to remain calm under this evil pressure. However, watching his teammates fall into despair one by one, he also feels anxious and powerless.
Taktron's hands swiftly manipulate the control panel, his gaze unwavering. Despite the worry filling his heart, he remains focused on completing his mission. He knows that only he can lead everyone to escape this space filled with evil and return to the real world. Every keystroke he makes is a redemption for his teammates' lives.
"Hold on, we're almost there," Taktron murmurs to himself, his voice sounding particularly lonely in this chaos. He knows that every second of delay could cause irreversible harm to his teammates. He must be faster; their fate is in his hands.
Taktron's voice resounded firmly in the panic and chaos of subspace, bringing forth a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair. "Three seconds left! Hold on!" His voice was as powerful as a war drum, each word filled with strength and determination.
"Two!" he continued to shout, and the device in his hand began emitting an increasingly intense light, causing the entire subspace to tremble under its powerful energy. The light flickered, gathering in Taktron's palm like countless stars, with each beam cutting through the surrounding space like a sharp sword.
"One!" With the countdown of the final number, the machine in Taktron's hand finally reached its critical point, and an immensely powerful force erupted from the machine, like a spear of light, directly tearing through the barrier of subspace. This beam of light cut through the darkness, unfolding like the wings of an angel, bringing endless hope and light.
A bright beam of light shot through the crack, illuminating the terrifying space they were in. This beam of light, like a light of redemption, dispersed all the surrounding evil and darkness. The tentacles that tried to erode the shield seemed to become powerless in the face of this force, no longer daring to approach, as if evil had encountered the light of purification.
Taktron immediately took action, dragging the unconscious John while forcefully approaching the crack of light. His face was filled with determination and strength, his eyes revealing unwavering resolve. His steps were steady and swift, as if carrying the fate of the entire team.
Karenmu and Alixia then exerted their last bit of strength, leaping towards the crack. As their bodies passed through the crevice, it was as if they had broken free from heavy restraints, regaining their freedom. Alixia danced gracefully in the air, exuding strength, while Karenmu charged towards the crack like a fierce beast, his great hammer shimmering in the light.
Finally, at the moment when the crevice was about to close, Taktron tightly held onto John and, using all his strength, barely managed to pass through the crevice and return to the real world. As they crossed the crevice, the darkness and panic of the subspace seemed to be torn apart, as if a nightmare had finally ended.
The four of them collapsed on the ground, exhausted, deeply breathing in the fresh air. The sunlight shone on their faces, bringing a long-lost warmth and sense of safety. Although their bodies and minds had suffered greatly, at least they had escaped from that terrible subspace.
Taktron Looking up at the sky, although filled with exhaustion, there is also an indescribable sense of relief. They succeeded, at least temporarily safe. But the impact and consequences of this battle will still need time to slowly digest and understand.
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