Chapter 43: The Conspiracy of the Evil Forces

At that time, the coalition camp was immersed in a passionate atmosphere of high morale. The sunlight shone on every corner of the camp, as if infected by this high - spirited morale, shining with a special luster. The soldiers were all in high spirits, standing as straight as pine trees. Their military uniforms glistened in the sun, and their eyes revealed firmness and determination, like the bright stars in the night sky. They were like lions about to go to war, exuding an aura of fearlessness. It was a strong desire for victory and a resolute attitude of never showing mercy to the evil forces. Everyone was ready to go all out in the upcoming battle, completely shatter the evil forces, and restore the cultivation world to a bright and clean state.

Just at this passionate moment, the scouts sent by Lin Yu were like frightened birds, looking hasty and panicked. Beans of sweat rolled down their foreheads. Their hasty footsteps made chaotic and rapid sounds on the ground. Their rapid breathing was like a broken bellows, and every gasp seemed to tell the tension and unease in their hearts, as if foretelling the coming of bad news. As soon as their figures appeared at the camp entrance, they were like a powerful magnet, instantly attracting everyone's attention. The originally noisy camp suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes focused on them. An inexplicable sense of tension quietly spread.

Sure enough, the scouts brought back a disturbing piece of news. This news was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly setting off huge waves among the coalition forces. The originally enthusiastic and passionate atmosphere was instantly replaced by solemnity and worry, as if a thick cloud had suddenly covered the bright sun, and the temperature in the camp seemed to drop suddenly. Everyone's hearts were tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and the force became stronger and stronger, almost suffocating. An inexplicable fear, like a cold snake, crawled and spread quietly in every corner of the camp, eroding everyone's heart.

It turned out that after learning that the coalition forces were about to launch a general offensive, the evil forces, like venomous snakes hiding in the dark, were cunning and insidious. They were always lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity, peering at everything with their venomous eyes, and secretly plotting an extremely sinister conspiracy. This conspiracy was like a large net hidden in the dark, woven from countless evil threads. Each thread seemed to be carefully woven with darkness and hatred, exuding a breath of death. This breath drifted in the air, like a call from the underworld, quietly waiting for the prey to take the bait. Like a patiently lurking spider, it tried to drag the coalition forces and even the entire cultivation world mercilessly into the abyss of eternal damnation, making this world, which was originally full of life and peace, completely sink into the quagmire of darkness.

On the day of the decisive battle, they planned to use an evil forbidden technique. This forbidden technique was like the most vicious curse from the depths of hell, filled with a creepy black aura. The aura was so thick that it seemed almost solid, like a thick black fog, slowly surging. Wherever it passed, it seemed to distort and contaminate the surrounding space. The normal light here became distorted and strange, as if there were countless cracks in the space, on the verge of collapse. The aura seemed to be mixed with the shrill screams of wronged souls and the ferocious laughter of demons. The sound was sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes high and sometimes low, lingering in the ears like a ghost, making people's hair stand on end and shudder. It was as if countless cold hands were reaching out from behind, trying to drag people into the endless darkness.

The evil forces intended to sacrifice the lives of a large number of innocent beings. These beings should have lived freely among the mountains, rivers, and streams of the cultivation world. They could be children playing in the green mountains and clear waters, with innocent smiles on their faces; or farmers working hard in the fields, sweating and looking forward to the joy of harvest; or ordinary people living and working in peace and contentment in the bustling towns, enjoying the ordinary but beautiful days and the gifts and peace of heaven and earth. However, they were regarded as ants that could be easily manipulated by the evil forces and became victims of the evil forces' evil purposes. These innocent lives were worthless in the eyes of the evil forces, just cold tools for them to achieve their conspiracy.

They attempted to use the blood of these innocent people as a medium to summon an extremely powerful evil demon god. This demon god was like a devil crawling out of the dark abyss. Its body was as towering as a mountain, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. The shadow it cast seemed to be able to envelop an entire town. It exuded a terrifying evil light. This light was not bright and dazzling but had a strange dark red color, as if dyed with blood. Every inch of its skin seemed to be condensed from dark matter, like black rocks, but faintly flowing with the power of sin, as if countless evil thoughts were surging and converging within. Its pair of blood - red eyes were like burning infernal fires, deep and blazing, revealing endless cruelty and tyranny. Just one glance could make people feel the fear from the depths of their souls, as if being targeted by death.

It possessed the power to destroy heaven and earth. With a simple movement, it could cause the sky and the earth to change color and the wind and clouds to surge. With a gentle wave of its arm, it could set off a wind that blotted out the sun. The howling wind was like a sharp blade, capable of instantly cutting solid buildings into pieces. When it stomped its feet casually, the earth would tremble violently, and huge cracks would spread out like a spider's web in all directions. Mountains would collapse, and rivers would change their courses. If it opened its huge mouth and let out a roar, the sound would be like the horn of the end of the world, deafening, making everything in the world tremble. It seemed that the foundation of the world was shaking in this roar. Once summoned, it would be like a falling star, bringing an endless aura of destruction, and bringing a huge disaster to the cultivation world with irresistible force. Cities would be razed to the ground in an instant. The towering pavilions and bustling marketplaces would turn into powder in the blink of an eye, raising clouds of dust. Mountains and rivers would be broken. The once magnificent mountains would be cut in half, and the surging rivers would dry up. The earth would be riddled with holes, a scene of desolation. Countless lives would perish in this catastrophe. The cries and screams of people would fill the whole world, but they would seem so small and helpless in the face of that powerful destructive force. This once beautiful and prosperous land would be plunged into endless darkness and despair. All the light and hope would be mercilessly devoured, leaving only desolation and death. It was as if the end of the world had come, and everything would sink in the endless darkness, and no trace of life and vitality could be found anymore.

After learning this news, Lin Yu was greatly shocked, as if struck by a sudden bolt of lightning. He stood still on the spot, as if immobilized by a body - fixing spell. The expression on his face instantly changed from confidence and calm to extreme shock and worry. The confident smile disappeared without a trace. His brows were tightly knitted, and his eyes were full of disbelief and deep worry. Although there was a hint of fear in his eyes, there was more firmness and determination, a kind of courage not to bow to evil, a determination to fight with all his might even if there was an abyss ahead. He knew well that if they could not stop the evil forces' conspiracy in time, all the previous efforts of the coalition forces would disappear like bubbles, all the sacrifices and struggles would be in vain. The blood shed on the battlefield, the soldiers charging forward regardless of life and death, the daily drills, the hard training that never stopped regardless of the severe cold or intense heat, and the carefully formulated strategies and tactics would all come to nothing, like illusions in a mirror and the moon reflected in the water, illusory and unrealistic. The entire cultivation world would also be plunged into the abyss of eternal damnation, as if being dragged mercilessly into the endless abyss by an invisible and evil big hand, with no chance of recovery. Countless lives would disappear in the darkness, beautiful homes would become ruins, and the once - heard laughter and warmth and peace would be crushed by the cruel reality, leaving only a heartbreaking and miserable scene.

Therefore, he urgently summoned the core members of the coalition forces. After hearing this news, their expressions were serious and solemn, as if they were about to face a life - and - death test. Everyone's face was filled with worry and anxiety. Their furrowed brows seemed to be able to pinch a fly to death. Their eyes were also full of deep worry, but at the same time, they flickered with a resolute light. This light was like little sparks in the dark. Although weak, it contained an unyielding force, indicating their determination not to give up. They knew well that at this moment, the fate of the coalition forces and even the entire cultivation world hung in the balance, like walking on the edge of a cliff. A slight misstep would lead to an irreversible fall into the abyss. They must find a countermeasure as soon as possible. There was no room for any slack or hesitation. Everyone quickly gathered together. The atmosphere in the camp tent was oppressive and heavy, as if the air had become thick, making it difficult to breathe. They gathered around an ancient map. The mountains, rivers, and lakes on the map seemed to be silently telling the beauty of the cultivation world in the past and the crisis it was facing now. Everyone focused their eyes and discussed countermeasures. In this dark situation, they were like travelers groping forward in the vast darkness. The front was pitch - black. They could only rely on a glimmer of faith and courage in their hearts, carefully exploring the way forward, trying hard to find that glimmer of hope, trying to find a way to break the evil conspiracy and save the cultivation world from the fire and water, so that this land could regain its former peace and tranquility, and the scene of laughter, prosperity, and vitality could return to people's lives again.