Runic Decryption and Crisis Turning Point
The Mysterious Traveler was utterly and ecstatically immersed in the decipherment of the runes, as if transported to a mystical realm detached from the mortal world. His gaze remained locked onto those bizarre and peculiar symbols, as though he meant to forcibly drag out the secrets hidden beneath them. As the decoding progressed step by step, his expression grew increasingly solemn, veiled in a heavy gloom, while his hands trembled slightly of their own accord from inner tension. These runes were like enigmatic codes left behind by the long river of time—ancient and obscure, seemingly originating from a mysterious civilization long lost to the dust of history, with information as tangled as hemp and as deep as an abyss. Every single character he parsed was akin to groping and wandering through a dark, boundless, and tortuously complex labyrinth, where a single misstep would lead to losing one's way.
Meanwhile, Lin Yu and the mysterious warrior were trying their utmost on the side to fend off the puppets' frantic, tide-like attacks, struggling to buy precious time for the Mysterious Traveler. Sensing the crisis facing them, the puppets instantly doubled down on their fierce offense, their figures flickering and shifting like ghosts within the thick, ink-like fog, impossible to pin down. As their claws lashed out, they whipped up sharp, piercing gales that sounded like the whispers of the Grim Reaper, making one's hair stand on end. …
Chapter 314