Chapter 44: Sabotaging the Conspiracy

Inside the tent in the coalition camp, which was tightly enveloped by a thick fog of tension, Lin Yu was like a wise man deeply lost in thought. His brows were knitted tightly, like the gorges between mountains, and his eyes were deep and focused, as if they could penetrate the canvas of the tent and look into the unknown distance. In his mind, there was a precise balance, constantly weighing various pros and cons. Every thought that flashed through was like a weight on the balance, influencing the direction of decision - making. After a painful and cautious deliberation, like a decisive and resolute general, his eyes revealed determination and courage, shining like the brightest star in the night sky. He resolutely decided to personally lead an elite team on this perilous journey, going deep into the enemy's lair and secretly infiltrating the camp of the evil forces.

Their goal was clear and unwavering, like a bright lighthouse guiding the way in the darkness. It was to disrupt the ritual of summoning the demon god before the evil forces could carry out their dreadful plot. They were like a group of fearless warriors, with a life - sacrificing determination in their hearts. This determination was like a burning flame, intense and unquenchable. They would strike at the most fatal part of the enemy, like precisely and swiftly thrusting a sharp blade into the enemy's heart, dealing a fatal blow to the evil forces with irresistible force, completely shattering their plot in its cradle and making it disappear without a trace.

The members of this elite team were carefully selected from the coalition forces through layer - upon - layer screening. They were the elite of the elite, the most powerful and agile among them. Each one was like a sword drawn from its sheath, showing a sharp and imposing presence. They were like a group of mysterious assassins in the dark night, with strong and lithe figures, moving quietly and seemingly integrating with the darkness, becoming part of it. Led by Lin Yu, they took advantage of the cover of night, like shadows blending into the darkness, skillfully concealing their figures and auras, and carefully advanced towards the camp of the evil forces.

Along the way, they were like agile ghosts. Relying on their night - owl - like acute perception and cheetah - like agile skills, they carefully evaded the enemy's patrols and sentry posts. The footsteps of those patrols were as clear as thunder in their ears, and the gazes of the sentries were as dangerous as sharp arrows. However, under their skillful evasion, these were rendered ineffective, and not the slightest sign of abnormality was detected. Sometimes they clung to the walls like geckos, avoiding the sight of the patrols; sometimes they nimbly shuttled through the shadows like civet cats, bypassing the sentries' warning areas. In this way, they successfully infiltrated the interior of the camp. The whole process was as smooth as flowing water, without arousing the slightest suspicion of the enemy. It was like a silent breeze that gently blew by, leaving no trace, as if no one had ever been there.

When, with their eagle - like keen insight and sharpshooter - like precise judgment, they finally managed to find the location of the summoning ritual, they found that it had been heavily fortified by the evil forces, like an impregnable fortress, exuding a chilling sense of danger. All kinds of evil runes flickered with strange lights, like the ghostly fires from hell, erratic. Sometimes they flickered with a faint green flame, and sometimes they turned into a blood - red halo, sending chills down one's spine. Powerful restrictions permeated the surrounding air, like an invisible yet indestructible barrier, exuding a dangerous aura, as if announcing the threat of death to anyone approaching. The aura seemed to contain an evil curse, making people tremble with fear. There was also a group of evil people closely guarding the area. Their eyes were as fierce as hungry wolves, and they tightly held sharp weapons in their hands. The weapons glistened with a cold light in the dark, and they vigilantly watched all around, not missing any slightest movement. It seemed that as long as there was the slightest sign of something wrong, they would launch an attack without hesitation.

However, Lin Yu and the others were not afraid at all. They were like heroic and fearless warriors, with a firm belief and fearless courage shining in their eyes. Their belief was like a towering mountain, unshakable, and their courage was like a surging river, flowing ceaselessly. Facing the numerous obstacles in front of them, they exerted all their skills and engaged in a fierce and thrilling battle with the enemy. In the battle, Lin Yu gave full play to his wisdom and strength. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, scanning every corner of the battlefield keenly, quickly discerning every move of the enemy and looking for their flaws. He skillfully used the terrain and the enemy's weaknesses, like an experienced hunter skillfully setting traps in the mountains, waiting for the prey to fall into the trap. Sometimes he used the surrounding boulders as cover, the boulders acting like solid shields to protect him from the enemy's attacks; sometimes he took advantage of the elevation difference of the terrain to launch a surprise attack on the enemy. The surprise attack was as swift as lightning, catching the enemy off - guard. Led by him, the team members cooperated closely, like a well - coordinated symphony orchestra. Everyone played their part, gradually breaking through the enemy's defenses and getting closer and closer to the core of the summoning ritual. Every step was full of hardships and dangers, but their eyes became even more determined. There was no sign of retreat, as if they were a group of fearless iron - willed warriors.

Finally, after going through numerous hardships, like travelers struggling through a thorn - covered thicket, they successfully found the core of the summoning ritual - an evil altar. The altar was like a behemoth exuding an evil aura, standing quietly there, as if waiting to devour all those who dared to approach. It was surrounded by a thick black aura that distorted the surrounding space as if it were tangible. People felt as if they were at the entrance of hell, and the surrounding air became thick and oppressive. Without hesitation, Lin Yu rushed forward, like a heroic war god, and unleashed the powerful magic from "The Chaos Holy Canon". His hands danced the spell - forming gestures at lightning speed. The light of the spell - forming gestures traced bright arcs in the dark. Spiritual energy surged in his hands, and the light was so dazzling that it illuminated the dark space around. The light was like the dawn of the morning, dispelling the surrounding darkness. He launched a full - force attack on the altar. The power of each spell was like surging waves, crashing violently against the altar, producing a deafening roar. Under his fierce attack, cracks began to appear on the altar. The cracks were like those on a broken mirror. At first, there were only a few fine ones, as fragile as spider - silk. But as the attack continued, they gradually spread, becoming more numerous and larger. The altar began to collapse. The altar seemed to be moaning in pain. The sound was low and hoarse, echoing in the surrounding space, as if it were the desperate cry of the evil forces, indicating that their plot was about to be completely foiled and the dawn of justice was about to shine on this land once again.