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The moonlight shone through the gaps in the treetops, dappling on Mark and Albert's faces, and their eyes flashed with determination. The shadows emerged from the shadows of the forest like ghosts, their eyes glowing green in the night, and the weapons in their hands reflected cold light. Mark and Albert stood back to back, ready for the upcoming battle.

Mark took a deep breath, he could feel the power of the holy stone fragments flowing through his body, syncing with his heartbeat, and every beat seemed to remind him that this was a battle between life and death. He closed his eyes and made his senses more acute. He could hear the slight footsteps of the shadows and feel the murderous aura emanating from them.

"Albert, you are responsible for the left side, and I am responsible for the right side." Mark whispered, revealing a hint of calmness in his voice.

Albert nodded, and a staff instantly appeared in his hand, his eyes firm and calm. "We won't let them succeed."

The shadows screamed sharply, they surged like a tide, and the weapons in their hands flashed cold light in the sun. Mark raised his hands, palms up, and beams of energy shot out from his palms, straight into the sky. He could feel his ability growing stronger and stronger, and he could feel that he was getting closer and closer to the whole world.

The energy beams cut through the night sky like a sharp sword, hitting the first few shadows, who screamed in pain, their bodies pierced by the beams, and fell to the ground. However, more shadows surged up, and they did not seem to be afraid of death, with only greed for the fragments of the holy stone in their eyes.

Albert chanted a spell, and every time the staff swung, a beam of energy accurately hit the shadow, taking the life of an enemy. However, the number of shadows seemed endless, and they kept coming, as if they were the darkness in the forest itself.

During the battle, Albert felt the energy of the staff being consumed, and his body began to feel tired. He knew that if the battle could not be ended quickly, they would be overwhelmed by the shadows. He took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and tried to find the weaknesses of the shadows.

He noticed that every time the shadows were hit, they would emit a faint black gas, which seemed to be closely related to their lives. Albert's heart moved, and he began to try to focus the energy beam on the shadows instead of attacking their bodies directly.

The energy beam hit the shadows, and the black gas on them began to dissipate, and their power also weakened. Albert found that this method was effective and shouted loudly: "Mark, attack their black gas, that is the source of their power."

Mark also noticed this, and he began to imitate Mark's attack method, focusing his energy on the black gas of the shadows. As the two cooperated, the shadows began to collapse and their numbers began to decrease.

As the battle continued, Mark felt his strength increasing, and he could feel that the power of the 7 pieces of holy stone fragments resonated with the energy in his body. He closed his eyes and began to guide this power. He could feel his ability increasing, and he could feel that his connection with the whole world was getting closer and closer. It seemed that he was almost able to become the master of this world.

But at this moment, a huge black shadow slowly walked out from the depths of the forest. His figure was taller than the surrounding black shadows, and the light in his eyes was more green. His steps were heavy and powerful, and every step made the earth tremble slightly. Mark and Albert looked at each other, and saw solemnity in each other's eyes.

"It seems that we are facing more than just minions." Albert whispered.

Mark nodded, and a more powerful energy beam gathered in his palm, ready to meet this powerful enemy.