"Grandpa, those big brothers and sisters, they will win, right?" A child asked with a childish but firm tone.
The elder stroked his beard and looked at the distant sky with deep eyes: "Child, many victories in the world are not due to strength, but to the perseverance of the soul. What they bear is not only the battle, but also the light and hope in everyone's hearts. Hope.”
At the same time, in the secret room, the young woman who had expressed doubts about the four people found the old man again, her eyes full of brilliance: "You see, they are not only fighting for our future, but also in everyone's heart. The seed called 'possibility' is planted. I believe that no matter what the result is, this power will take root in everyone's heart."
The old man nodded slightly, with a long-lost smile in his eyes: "Yes, this is the true meaning of brave men. They not only fight against external threats, but also awaken the courage and faith sleeping in everyone's heart. This is better than any victory. It’s all more important.”
And at such a moment, people scattered all over the place, whether they were hunters in the mountains and forests, craftsmen in the city, or scholars in the school, all stopped their work invariably, and a feeling arose in their hearts. Indescribable resonance. It seemed that for a moment, the whole world fell silent, and all eyes turned to the distance, the battlefield that was about to decide their fate.
"No matter who you or I are or where we are, when our hearts are connected, the light will eventually dispel the darkness." This is a silent vow and a common expectation.
Just as this warm and firm power was quietly surging throughout the earth, the forgotten shadow seemed to sense the approaching threat, and ominous black clouds flashed across the sky from time to time, foreshadowing the coming storm.
During a late-night party, Allen frowned and tapped the edge of the table with his fingers: "The recent visions have become more frequent, and the restlessness of the shadows seems to have intensified. We must speed up the pace to find the key to soul resonance." ”
Xu Mo closed the book and his eyes flickered: "I found a vague clue in the latest information, pointing to a forgotten altar. It is said that there is a secret ritual about soul resonance hidden there. But the location is obscure, and we need an expert on the ancient A geographically familiar guide ”
Yan Xin stood up and said with great pride: "Then what are you waiting for? We will set off early tomorrow morning! No matter how difficult and dangerous the journey is, we must get back that strength."
Su Meier smiled, her voice gentle but full of power: "We must not only find the ritual, but more importantly, unite every heart that longs for light. Let everyone know that even the smallest light has the power Light up the darkness.”
Early the next morning, the four of them packed their necessities and set out on a journey to find the altar. News spread like wildfire, and people in the villages and towns along the way were talking, both shocked and inspired by their feat.
"Are they really going to find that ancient ritual?" A young mother whispered to the children next to her, her eyes full of admiration. "Mom, I hope you can be as brave and hopeful as them."
The child's face was filled with an innocent smile: "When I grow up, I want to be a big hero and protect my mother and everyone!"
The news also reached the ears of a reclusive wise man. He stood on the top of a high mountain, stared at the backs of the four people traveling far away, and murmured to himself: "The wheel of fate has begun to turn, and the light and darkness are changing." What changes will the confrontation bring to the world? ”
As everyone struggled to move forward, they encountered an unexpected obstacle - a misty forest shrouded in dark power. In the forest, illusions abound, testing the mind and will of travelers.
"This mist seems to have magic power." Xu Mo looked around warily, his hands unconsciously clutching the ancient books.
Suddenly, an old and hoarse voice sounded in the fog: "Travelers, the power you seek is hidden in the deepest despair. Only by facing the fear in your heart can you touch the truth."
The four of them looked at each other, determination shining in each other's eyes. They stepped deeper into the forest, fighting their own fears with every step, but as their minds became more connected, the visions gradually lost their power.
After several days of arduous exploration, they finally arrived at the forgotten altar. There are circles of faintly glowing soul stones surrounding the altar, which seem to be telling stories of the past.
"According to ancient records, we need to fully open our hearts, form a resonance, and activate the power of the altar." Xu Mo carefully interpreted the inscription, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
The four of them held hands and closed their eyes. The persistence for the light and the trust in their companions deep in their hearts turned into an invisible bond, entwined and intertwined. As a warm and powerful energy spurted out from the center of the altar, the haze of the entire forest seemed to be swept away.
"We succeeded! We did it!" Yanxin looked up at the sky. The sky that was originally covered by black clouds was now full of stars, and the light once again shone on the earth.
Just as they were immersed in the joy of victory, a mysterious traveler came quietly. He was wearing a shabby robe, with an old face but sharp eyes: "You have indeed found the key to fighting the darkness, but the real test has just begun. The shadows cannot You will give up easily, and your heart will become the primary target of its attack.”
Allen took a step forward with firm eyes: "We are ready. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are in the future, as long as there is light in your heart, you will have the power to defeat everything."
The mysterious traveler nodded, with an imperceptible smile on his lips: "Very good, this is the answer I have been looking for. I am the forgotten guardian in the ancient books, responsible for guiding those chosen to the right path. I have come to give you an important gift.”
He slowly opened his palm, and there lay a shimmering rune stone in his palm: "This 'spiritual talisman' can strengthen the spiritual connection between you, allowing you to find each other in the darkest moments and resist external threats. Invasion of the soul. Remember, united, light will prevail.”
After taking the amulet, the four people felt a warm energy flowing through their bodies. They knew that this was not only the gift of power, but also the inheritance of responsibility.
As the mysterious traveler left, they continued to move forward, leaving seeds of hope wherever they went. And the legends about them spread quickly across the continent like wildfire starting a prairie fire.
In a prosperous city, several nobles were talking in a tavern:
"Have you heard? There are four travelers who are trying to awaken some ancient power to fight against the unspeakable fear."
"Light and Darkness Travelers? Huh, they are just a group of delusional mortals. How can they succeed?"
"But don't you think their courage itself is worthy of respect? At least they are trying to change instead of just waiting to die."
At this time, an old knight in a corner put down his wine glass and sighed in a low voice: "I was once the king's guard and witnessed the fall and birth of countless heroes. Perhaps the world really needs such a power, coming from the ordinary, but daring to The challenge is impossible.”
As time goes by, the four people's journey becomes more and more difficult. They not only have to face external challenges, but also overcome the fears and doubts that are emerging in their hearts. But at every critical node, strangers will always lend a helping hand and give them unexpected help, as if the whole world is silently supporting this battle between light and darkness.
After a fierce battle against shadow creatures, the four of them sat slumped in the ruins, surrounded by the mess left by the battle. Allen looked up at the sky, his voice full of exhaustion but determination: "Can we... continue? Every time we fight, I feel like I am against the whole world."
Flameheart patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Isn't this the daily life of a hero? Don't forget that behind us, there are countless pairs of expectant eyes."
At this time, a carrier pigeon flew on Su Meier's shoulder, with a rolled-up letter tied to her foot. She opened it and said with surprise: "It's the merchant's son. He said he was ready to become a warrior and wanted to join us!"
Similar letters poured in from all directions like snowflakes. Those who were bystanders chose to become participants. They proved with their actions that although the light is small, it becomes clear when it gathers together.
"It seems that we are not alone." Xu Mo caressed the letter paper with soft eyes. The surrounding ruins seemed to be warmed by this scene, and the wind brought a bit of life.
"It's time to return to the crowd and spread this power." Allen stood up, his eyes rekindled with fighting spirit, "It's not just fighting, it's also enlightenment. We want more people to understand that every The light in an individual’s heart is precious.”
They set out on their way home, stopping every town they passed to share their experiences, impart knowledge on resisting darkness, and encourage people to find the light in their hearts. They can always be seen giving speeches in town squares and beside bonfires, and the response from the crowd is enthusiastic, with a mixture of surprise, admiration and emotion.
An old woman held her grandson's hand, with tears in her eyes: "I only thought heroes existed in legends before, but I didn't expect to see them with my own eyes today. Look, the person standing in the flames is the messenger of light."< br>
The child raised his head, his eyes full of stars: "Grandma, I want to be that person too!"
Not only ordinary people, but also some lords and wise men who were once skeptical began to reflect and join their ranks, contributing resources and providing shelter. A lord who had publicly questioned them bowed deeply to the four of them in a private meeting: "I am shallow. What you have done is a great cause that no one can deny. Please accept my apology and Assistance.”
"We don't need to apologize. We just hope that you can work with us to work for the light." Su Meier's words were as warm as spring, melting the last frost.
As its influence grows, the "soul resonance" from ordinary people begins to gather into a force that cannot be ignored. The shadow felt threatened as never before, and its counterattack became more violent. However, whenever a crisis strikes, there are always countless hands reaching out to build an unyielding line of defense.
On the eve of a decisive battle, the four people sat around the campfire again. In front of them were soldiers from all over the world. Their eyes were equally determined, and they looked together at the brightest star in the night sky.
Allen raised his arms, full of passion: "Tomorrow, we will face the final challenge. But remember, no matter what happens, as long as the light in our hearts does not die, darkness can never win."
"For the light!" Everyone responded in unison, and the voice shook the valley, and even the stars were moved by it.
Late at night, Allen and Xu Mo walked on the edge of the camp, whispering about tomorrow's tactics. At this time, a young girl ran over with a wild flower in her hand. She stood on tiptoes and handed it to Allen seriously: "Brother, this is for you. My mother said that brave people should have flowers." "
Allen bent down and took it, smiling with gratitude: "Thank you, little sister. We will bring your blessings and bring back the news of victory."
The girl smiled as brightly as a summer flower, turned around and ran back to her mother's arms, while her mother's eyes were filled with tears, a sign of hope for the future and helpless relief from the current situation.
"Look, this is why we fight." Allen whispered to Xu Mo.
"Yes, for every smile that looks forward to the light." Xu Mo looked at the gradually quiet camp, his heart filled with unprecedented determination.
Just as the night was about to pass and the first ray of dawn broke through the sky, a messenger came in a hurry, looking panicked: "Oh no, there is a powerful dark army approaching us, and the speed is beyond imagination!"
The four of them looked at each other and immediately called everyone together without any hesitation. In the morning light, Allen stood up and his voice resounded throughout the world:
"Friends, the real test has arrived. But please remember, the reason why light is beautiful is that it can penetrate darkness. No matter what we face, as long as we unite as one, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome."
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"Get ready to fight!" Flame Heart waved the sword in his hand, and the fire light jumped around him, like undying faith, igniting the fighting spirit in everyone's heart.
"We are not alone. The light is in our hearts and in everyone's gaze." Su Meier whispered softly, but like spring breeze turning into rain, it warmed every soldier present.
Just as the team was getting ready to go and the atmosphere was tense, an unexpected visitor interrupted the silence before the battle. A mysterious man in a cloak slowly walked into the center of the camp. He took off his hood, revealing a face very similar to Xu Mo. "I am a historian from a distant land who has mastered the deeper secrets of the shadow and the ancient weapons to fight it." His tone was calm but revealed unquestionable power.
There was an uproar in the camp and people were talking about it. This sudden aid was like the most dazzling meteor in the night sky, bringing a spark of hope.
"Excuse me, are you...?" Allen took a step forward, with both alertness and curiosity in his eyes. "A distant relative, it may be said, is a guide in our bloodline that we have never met. I know how to open the last line of defense hidden in ancient books, which is the key to our fight against darkness." The historian's eyes are profound, as if he can see into the past and present. (End of chapter)