Chapter 1652 - 910: Hanna Makes Her Choice (Part 2)

Their eyes revealed greed and cruelty, as if they had already seen the scene of the two children falling under their swords.

Just as the longsword in the hand of a man in a black robe stabbed towards Hanna, Theodore sensed the danger.

He let out a low growl, a sound filled with strength and authority, like an angry beast.

Immediately, a gray radiance flared up from Hanna and quickly spread around.

The radiance, like brilliant stars, transformed into a resilient dome to protect Hanna and Turner.

When the attacks of the men in black robes landed on this gray dome, sparks scattered everywhere.

The men in black robes were surprised to find that their attacks seemed unable to shake this gray dome at all.

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t break through this layer of gray protection.

The leader of the men in black robes saw this and his face became very ugly.

He understood that this was Theodore’s special combat skill, Fine Steel Guard.

This combat skill had strong defensive ability, which they couldn’t break through in a short time.

But if this ability was used by Theodore to protect the two children, he himself could no longer use this combat skill to protect himself.

Immediately, he loudly ordered everyone to attack Theodore, intending to defeat him while he was without the protection of his defensive combat skills.

Upon hearing the command, the men in black robes surged towards Theodore like a tide.

The weapons in their hands glinted coldly, seemingly poised to tear Theodore to pieces.

Theodore knew deeply that he was facing great danger, but he did not retreat in the slightest. He gripped his longsword and shield tightly, his gaze revealing a determined light.

He swung his longsword, engaging in fierce combat with the men in black robes.

Every swing of the sword carried great strength, every block showcasing his firm will.

Though the attacks of the men in black robes were as fierce as a storm, Theodore stood firm like a mountain, always protecting the two children behind him.

But as the men in black robes launched wave after wave of fierce attacks like a flood, Theodore gradually fell into a predicament.

He struggled bitterly, relying on his strong power and tenacious will, each sword swing managing to repel several men in black robes, each shield lift blocking incoming attacks.

But the number of men in black robes was simply too much, and they coordinated seamlessly, their attacks like a storm leaving Theodore overwhelmed.

Gradually, the wounds on Theodore’s body increased, and his armor became stained with blood.

His movements were no longer as agile and strong as before; each sword swing seemed laborious, and his aura wasn’t as potent as at first, faltering.

Turner watched all this from the side, his heart filled with fear and anxiety.

He tightly gripped the ring inlaid with a blue gemstone, his face pale as a sheet of paper.

This ring held a Wind Element High-level Spell that could instantly send them far away, escaping the current danger.

However, if he used it now, Theodore couldn’t leave with them.

Turner’s heart struggled intensely. He didn’t know how to choose and helplessly looked at his sister, Hanna.

Hanna was equally anxious, her eyes brimming with tears as she watched Theodore accumulate more wounds.

Theodore was their last remaining elder, having taken care of them like a father for years, always protecting them.

If Theodore were to die here, Hanna couldn’t imagine how she and Turner would survive the coming days alone.

That would be pure darkness, filled with unknown fear and endless solitude.

Thinking of this, Hanna’s gaze turned resolute as she made up her mind.

She knew she couldn’t just watch Theodore be killed by the men in black robes; she had to do something to change the situation.

Even if she were to die, Theodore would still protect her brother Turner and live better!

Without hesitation, she bit her finger, and blood flowed quickly from her fingertip onto the red gemstone necklace on her chest.

Upon contact with her blood, the red gemstone on Hanna’s chest glowed intensely, like a spark ignited, emanating a strong red light.

The light, like a blazing sun, was painfully dazzling, coloring everything around a blood-red shade.

As the light grew stronger, a strange and powerful suction emanated from the gemstone, continuously drawing Hanna’s blood.

She felt her body’s blood flowing out rapidly like a flood breaching a dam.

Her face grew paler, like thin paper without a trace of color, and her body began to tremble slightly.

However, Hanna’s gaze contained no hesitation or fear.

She knew this was their only hope.

To protect Turner, to aid Theodore, to seek a glimmer of survival in this desperate situation, she was willing to pay any price.

She bit her lip tightly, causing it to bleed.

Hanna remained unaware, fixedly staring ahead, waiting for the unknown presence to descend.

The anomaly around Hanna shone like a signal flare suddenly igniting in the night sky, instantly drawing the attention of Theodore and others fighting fiercely.

Theodore took a moment during the battle with the men in black robes to glance at Hanna.

Seeing Hanna’s paper-white face and the scene of her blood being drawn, Theodore’s expression turned extremely grim, as if covered by a thick shadow.

His heart was both shocked and angry — shocked that Hanna had decisively utilized their family’s last resort.

Angry that he failed to adequately protect these two children, leaving them in such peril.

He knew clearly that the method contained within this red gemstone came at the cost of Hanna’s life and soul.

Once initiated, Hanna would fall into an endless abyss, with even her soul potentially erased.

But it was too late to turn back, and Theodore knew he must not let the men in black robes have the chance to disrupt Hanna’s ritual.

He roared, his muscles immediately tensing with power erupting from him like a volcano.

He swung his longsword, its shadows flashing, attacking the surrounding men in black robes like a storm.

Every sword strike carried immense strength, forcing the men in black robes to retreat.

He worked to entangle the men in black robes around him, preventing them from having any chance to leave and interfere with Hanna.

The men in black robes did not understand what Hanna’s anomaly signified, their hearts filled with doubt and unease as they watched the increasingly powerful red light.

That light seemed to contain a force that made their souls tremble, filling them with immense fear.

However, they didn’t dare to leave, watching the central event with caution, ready to flee at the first sign of trouble.

The red light grew stronger, like burning flames, enveloping Hanna entirely.

A storm began to swirl around Hanna, blowing her hair wildly and making her clothes flutter loudly.

When that red light reached its peak, a jet-black ritual array, like a demon’s mark, appeared in the space around Hanna.

The array’s lines twisted and complex, seemed like countless evil snakes entwining, exuding a chilling aura.

Just looking at it made one feel their soul might be sucked in, descending into endless madness.

This array was filled with the aura of evil and destruction, like a curse from the depths of Hell.

Upon its appearance, the surrounding space began to distort and deform, seemingly unable to withstand its powerful force.

The space above Hanna’s head also started shattering, like breaking glass, cracks rapidly spreading, as if the space would completely break apart at any moment.

Dense Abyss Power had already escaped from the space’s cracks, the dark and evil force permeating the air like solid substance.

The atmosphere around turned chillingly cold, making one feel as if they stood in an ice cellar.

When the men in black robes saw this, they were appalled, showing expressions of extreme fear.

"How could it be a Demon Sacrifice Ritual!"