Chapter 294

Before Zhang Cheng could answer, a strange thick fog suddenly surged from the depths of the cave, instantly shrouding the group.

"What's the situation? This status buff is adding a bit too fast!" The Starry Knight complained, but could only see a vast expanse of white when he reached out.

The thick fog permeated with a pungent fishy smell, making people unable to help but hold their breath.

An inexplicable sense of crisis shrouded everyone's hearts, as if something terrifying was lurking in the thick fog, waiting for an opportunity.

"Everyone be careful!" Zhang Cheng shouted in a low voice. "Stay close together to prevent sneak attacks!" The Blue Star Guardian nodded, his burly body blocking in front of Zhang Cheng like a steel fortress.

"I think we should each cast defensive spells," the Red-Robed Mage suddenly spoke, the staff in his hand flickering with faint light. "Only then can we protect ourselves to the greatest extent."

"Nonsense! Visibility is so low now, scattering will only make it easier to be defeated one by one!" The Blue Star Guardian retorted. "Staying together is the safest! Staying together? Are you questioning my spells?" The Red-Robed Mage's tone was unkind. "My defensive barrier is enough to resist any attack!"

"Hehe, defensive barrier? I think it's an escape barrier!" The Blue Star Guardian retorted without showing weakness. "If you really encounter danger, you'll be the first to slip away!"

"You..." The Red-Robed Mage's expression changed, his anger burning.

Just as the two were arguing... Just as the two were arguing, a black shadow darted out from the thick fog like a ghost, the dagger in his hand flashing with cold light, stabbing straight at the White-Clothed Elf closest to him!

"Damn, a sneak attacker!" The Starry Knight couldn't help but swear.

The White-Clothed Elf clearly didn't expect this sudden attack, her eyes widening in horror, completely unable to dodge.

At the critical moment, the Blue Star Guardian pushed the White-Clothed Elf away fiercely, blocking this fatal blow with his own body.

"Ah!" With a groan, the Blue Star Guardian's burly body collapsed to the ground, blood instantly staining the ground red.

"Guardian!" The White-Clothed Elf exclaimed, tears streaming down her face.

Everything that happened in the blink of an eye left everyone present stunned.

In the thick fog, the Shadow Assassin's cold laughter came: "Hehe, the first sacrifice, obtained." Zhang Cheng's pupils contracted sharply, and an icy murderous intent radiated from him... "You are dead." Zhang Cheng was not someone to be trifled with.

The Shadow Assassin's flying knife came through the air; he didn't even blink, dodging the attack with a "dragon tail swing," and muttered: "Just this? Petty tricks, daring to show off?" The flying knife was extremely fast, almost flying past the tip of Zhang Cheng's nose, scaring the Star Spirit behind him into gasping: "My mom, fortunately it didn't shave my nose, otherwise Brother Cheng would become Voldemort!"

Seeing that one strike failed, the Shadow Assassin backhanded and threw several more flying knives, this time targeting others.

It happened in the blink of an eye; the Red-Robed Mage appeared from nowhere, waving his staff, and with a "whoosh," a golden glowing magic barrier appeared in front of everyone, comparable to the golden body in the King's Canyon, blocking all the flying knives.

"Petty tricks, daring to show off in front of me?" The Red-Robed Mage's tone was arrogant, looking like an old hand.

Taking advantage of this gap, the Shadow Assassin ran like he had opened a speed boost, "whoosh" and drilled back into the thick fog, disappearing without a trace.

Everyone began to search for his tracks nervously, feeling the surrounding air solidify, like playing hide-and-seek, the atmosphere tense as hell.

The White-Clothed Elf was kind-hearted, thinking of using her purification power to dispel the thick fog, only to find that this thick fog was like it had opened a cheat, completely unable to be dispelled, stamping her feet anxiously: "What kind of ghost fog is this, thicker than the tofu brain my grandma makes!"

Just when everyone was at a loss, the labyrinth old man suddenly flashed out, like Guiguzi in King of Glory, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.

"Young man, don't panic," he stroked his beard, looking like an expert outside the world. "This Shadow Assassin has a weakness; he has a brief aura fluctuation before launching an attack, just like..." He paused and said mysteriously: "Just like your girlfriend taking a deep breath before getting angry."

Zhang Cheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood the old man's meaning: "Understood!" He turned to look at the White-Clothed Elf, a confident smile curling the corners of his mouth. "Next, it's up to us..." Zhang Cheng rubbed his hands with a bad smile and winked at the White-Clothed Elf.

"Little sister, get ready to show off!" The White-Clothed Elf nodded, took a deep breath, and holy light swirled around her, like Athena opening her ultimate in the King's Canyon.

A soft power spread out, disturbing the already chaotic aura in the labyrinth.

The Shadow Assassin was hiding in the thick fog, preparing to give Zhang Cheng a "thousand miles away," when he suddenly felt the surrounding air become sticky, like falling into a swamp, breathing becoming difficult.

"What the hell?" He cursed inwardly; this feeling was like opening a speed boost but hitting Donghuang Taiyi's ultimate, unable to move.

Now!

Zhang Cheng's eyes froze, capturing an extremely weak aura fluctuation, just like the deep breath a girlfriend takes before getting angry.

"Caught you!" He shouted, using his ancestral "Lightning Five-Chain Whip," his figure like electricity, instantly flashing behind the Shadow Assassin and kicking him flying.

"Ouch!" The Shadow Assassin screamed, falling to the ground like a broken sack, unable to climb up for a long time.

Just as the Shadow Assassin was about to be taken away by Zhang Cheng's combo, it happened in the blink of an eye; a figure rushed out fiercely, blocking in front of the Shadow Assassin.

With a loud "clang," the Blue Star Guardian took Zhang Cheng's attack head-on with his own body.

He groaned, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but still stood tall.

"Brother Cheng, show mercy!"

Zhang Cheng hurriedly stopped, looking confused: "Old Blue, what are you doing? You're roaring for justice on the road!?"

The Blue Star Guardian smiled bitterly: "This guy... is my long-lost brother."

Everyone: "???" This plot is even more melodramatic than a Qiong Yao drama!

The White-Clothed Elf hurriedly stepped forward, gently supporting the Blue Star Guardian, using purification power to heal him.

She gently stroked the wound on the Blue Star Guardian's chest, her beautiful eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you for saving me."

The Blue Star Guardian shook his head, his face somewhat pale: "It should be... protecting you is my duty..."

Everyone gathered around the injured Blue Star Guardian, the atmosphere somewhat heavy for a while.

Just when everyone thought the crisis was resolved, the labyrinth old man said with a serious face: "Things... I'm afraid it's not that simple..."

The labyrinth old man stroked his long, flowing beard—that beard was long enough to rival Gandalf in "The Lord of the Rings"—and shook his head, his tone as heavy as if a Five Elements Mountain were pressing down: "Naive! This is just an appetizer, the good show is still to come!"

Zhang Cheng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood upon hearing this.

"Old man, you have to cure this habit of panting when you speak! I thought this assassin was the final big villain, but you tell me he's just a small leader?!"

The White-Clothed Elf also looked at the Blue Star Guardian worriedly and asked softly: "Are you okay? Do you want to rest for a while?"

The Blue Star Guardian waved his hand, pretending to be relaxed: "It's fine, small scene, small matter! Back in the day, I soloed the Canyon Vanguard and didn't flinch, let alone this mere assassin." Although he said so, the cold sweat oozing from his forehead exposed his inner anxiety.

"Hehe," the labyrinth old man sneered, the sound very much like the background music in a horror movie. "Young man, don't be too confident. In this labyrinth, there are many who are more powerful than him." He paused, pointing a withered finger toward the depths of the labyrinth. "Ahead, there are more powerful enemies waiting for you. They are the real nightmares..."

Zhang Cheng felt a chill down his back; this old man's tone was even scarier than an NPC in a horror game?

He swallowed his saliva and asked with feigned calmness: "Old man, stop keeping us in suspense, just say it directly, what kind of enemy is it?"

The labyrinth old man smiled mysteriously and didn't answer, just slowly raised his hand and pointed toward the depths of the labyrinth.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake violently, and the torches on the walls shook violently, as if they could go out at any time.

"It's coming..." the labyrinth old man said in a low voice, his voice carrying a hint of fear.

Zhang Cheng and the others looked at each other, an ominous premonition shrouding everyone's hearts.

"Boom..." A dull, huge sound, as if coming from the depths of the underground, shook everyone's eardrums until they buzzed.