She tried to rush forward to stop Sui Yun, but Starlight held her back.
“Don’t go! If you interrupt him now, the shield will collapse!” Starlight’s voice was filled with helplessness, for he knew that Sui Yun was trading his life to buy them time.
Meanwhile, Little Gold’s condition was also precarious. Although War God Battle Qi was similar to his power at its source, there were still many differences.
Having the War God Battle Qi of the two brothers injected into him felt like countless blades were churning inside his body; the pain was excruciating.
Even though Little Gold’s physical constitution had improved significantly after his recent mana feast, he clearly couldn’t hold out much longer.
“Little Gold, Brother! Just hold on a little longer!” Po Kong’s voice carried a hint of desperation. He could feel the agony within Sui Yun and Little Gold, but they had no other choice.
As time ticked away, Sui Yun’s face grew paler, and his swaying body looked as if it might collapse at any moment.
Yet the golden light in his hands did not fade in the slightest; he maintained it at his absolute limit.
Little Gold had already reached his breaking point, roaring as he reverted to his dragon form, gasping for air in heavy, ragged breaths.
It could be said that both of them were now persevering through sheer willpower alone.
Starlight looked up again at Moen, who was atop Yserazor. This feeling of being utterly unable to help made him incredibly irritable, making every second feel agonizingly long.
Finally, through everyone’s efforts, a flash of golden light flickered in Yserazor’s eyes, and a low growl escaped his throat.
“It’s working! He’s waking up!” shouted Starlight, who had been watching closely.
He knew that as long as Yserazor woke up, they had a chance to turn the tide.
However, at that very moment, Sui Yun’s body reached its limit, and he lost consciousness.
His legs buckled, and he fell powerlessly to the ground. Instantly, the golden shield began to tremble violently, as if on the verge of shattering.
“Sui Yun!” Isabella could no longer contain herself and rushed forward to catch his falling body.
Cracks had already appeared at the top of the shield, and the black water from outside began to seep in slowly.
Seeing this, Starlight immediately formed a hand seal, channeling his mana to the cracks, acting like patches to temporarily halt the black water’s encroachment.
But as the cracks multiplied, Starlight could no longer block them all. He could only watch helplessly as the black water drew closer.
“Crack! Snap!”
The sound of shattering echoed from all directions. Little Gold’s mental state also reached its limit; his body went limp, and he collapsed at Po Kong’s feet.
“Damn it!” Starlight thought, sensing disaster. He prepared to detonate all his released spells to buy the others one last chance.
At this life-or-death moment, Yserazor’s dragon pupils suddenly ignited like torches, erupting once more with dazzling golden light.
His massive dragon body jolted, and his giant wings unfurled, creating a gale that blew away the encroaching black water.
“Spatial... Displacement!”
With a low dragon’s roar, a transparent, cubic space suddenly expanded from Yserazor, enveloping everyone within.
The appearance of this space did not physically block the surging black water. The group could only watch as their bodies were about to be swallowed by the black tide.
Starlight instinctively raised his hands, preparing for a final, futile struggle.
However, in the next second, he found that the surging black water passed right through their bodies, as if the previous danger had been nothing more than an illusion.
“This is...? Have we been sent to another dimension? How did he do this?” Starlight was shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief.
In his astonishment, he looked back at Yserazor, only to see a flash of dark green light over the massive dragon body.
Immediately after, Yserazor’s form shrank rapidly, reverting to his round, pudgy human shape as he slammed heavily onto the ground.
Moen, who had been standing on him, was caught off guard and fell along with the Sacred Wood Phantom.
“Moen!” Starlight moved quickly, catching her in his arms at the last possible moment.
“Starlight...” Moen’s voice was extremely weak, but her eyes were filled with relief. She gently gripped his arm and whispered, “Did we... succeed?”
Starlight nodded, his gaze sweeping over their surroundings. The space they occupied seemed isolated from the outside world; though the black water still raged around them, it couldn’t touch them at all.
“Yes, we’re safe for now.” Starlight’s voice carried a trace of exhaustion, but more so the relief of having survived a disaster.
He looked around, and after confirming everyone was temporarily unharmed, he finally breathed a small sigh of relief.
“Little Star, what do we do next? We can’t just stay here forever, can we?” Po Kong’s anxious voice came from behind. “My brother’s condition is very bad. We have to get out and find someone to treat him!”
Starlight shook his head, his brow furrowed. “I don’t know the exact mechanics of Yserazor’s spell. But if we try to force our way out, we’ll definitely be attacked by the black water outside.”
His gaze turned to Sui Yun, who was lying in Isabella’s arms. Sui Yun’s face was as pale as paper, his breathing shallow, and he had fallen into a deep coma. The blood seeping from his body had already stained his and Isabella’s clothes.
Moen’s mana was also nearly depleted; no one present was capable of providing effective treatment for his injuries.
Although Starlight kept some emergency medicine in his storage space, he had tested it on Po Kong before and knew that ordinary medicine had almost no effect on the side effects caused by War God Battle Qi.
Just then, Yserazor struggled to prop up his round body. His dark green robe was in tatters, and his body was covered in wounds of various sizes.
His face was equally pale, but the formidable physical constitution of the Dragon Race allowed him to move.
“Humans... you did well,” Yserazor said in a raspy, exhausted voice. “Think of this space as a mirror world. I can probably maintain it for about ten minutes.”
“Ten minutes? That’s far too short. It’s not nearly enough time for us to recover! If this space breaks, do you have a way to get us out?” Starlight asked urgently.
Yserazor slowly shook his head and whispered, “It will be difficult. The walls of this castle are heavily reinforced against spatial magic, and my current state is too poor. I can’t maintain the Spatial Displacement and launch an attack on the outside at the same time.”
He sighed deeply, his fat face filled with helplessness. “Sigh, I was too careless. I didn’t expect those bastards to prepare so much just to trap me.”
“Then are we just supposed to wait here and die!? Sister Bella, do you know of any secret passages in this castle? Those old fogies of the House of Red wouldn’t have left themselves without a back door, would they?” Po Kong turned to Isabella, questioning her rapidly.
Isabella had calmed down considerably. After thinking carefully for a moment, she said slowly, “As far as I know, there are no other escape routes in this hall, but...”
She paused, her gaze landing on a certain spot on the wall dozens of meters away. “I remember there are weak points in the magic formations on the walls. If you can give me a little time, I might be able to open a gap for everyone.”
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