Chapter 134: Chapter 133 Fractures and Fragments of Hope
The beam of balanced energy from Jack's Elysian Requiem struck the Shadowlord with a thunderous impact. The creature let out a deafening shriek as its shadowy form began to crack, like a pane of glass hit by a sledgehammer. Cracks spiderwebbed across its body, emitting a sickly, purple - black light from within. But instead of weakening, the Shadowlord seemed to grow more enraged, its eyes blazing with a ferocity that sent a chill down Jack's spine.
With a roar that shook the chamber, the Shadowlord launched a counterattack. Tendrils of dark energy shot out from its fractured body, each one thicker and more powerful than before. Jack barely had time to raise his weapon to block. The impact sent him flying across the room, crashing into a pile of rubble. Blood trickled from his mouth, and he could feel his strength rapidly draining. But he refused to give up. He pushed himself up, his eyes fixed on the Shadowlord. "You're not going to win," he muttered through gritted teeth.
In the abyss's core, Aelion's battle against the three creatures was reaching a critical point. His sword, once a brilliant beacon of light, now flickered weakly. He had discovered that attacking the creatures' shadowy halves seemed to have no effect, but striking their luminous parts caused them to recoil in pain. However, the creatures were quick and agile, constantly shifting their forms to protect their vulnerable areas.
Aelion dodged a swipe from one of the creatures' claws, his armor scraping against the ground. He counterattacked, his sword slicing through the air towards the creature's glowing heart. But at the last moment, the creature shifted, and Aelion's blade only grazed its surface. "Damn it!" he cursed, his frustration growing.
Meanwhile, The Keeper and Lyra had finally reached the first of the core crystals. It glowed with a blinding, multicolored light, pulsating with an energy that seemed to both attract and repel. As they approached, the ground suddenly began to shake, and an ancient, intricate pattern of runes lit up on the floor, forming a complex magical array.
The Keeper's eyes widened in recognition. "This is a memory - revealing spell," she said, her voice filled with excitement. "It might show us how to use the crystals." Images began to flicker to life within the array. They saw the First Mages, their robes flowing as they worked together to forge the Elysian Requiem. They watched as the mages carefully placed the core crystals into the weapon, channeling their powers to infuse it with the energy of the universe.
But as the images played on, Lyra suddenly let out a gasp. The dark matter within her, which had been raging out of control, began to calm. She could feel a strange sensation, as if something was cleansing her from the inside out. The blackness in her eyes began to recede, replaced by a faint glimmer of her former self. "I... I think I'm okay," she said, her voice filled with wonder.
The Keeper turned to her, a look of relief on her face. "Lyra! Are you sure?" she asked. Lyra nodded, a determined look in her eyes. "Yes. Let's get these crystals and help Jack."
Just then, a powerful blast of energy from one of the creatures sent Aelion flying towards them. He landed hard, his armor dented and smoking. "We need to hurry," he said, struggling to his feet. "I don't know how much longer I can hold them off."
The Keeper reached out towards the core crystal, her hand trembling slightly. As she touched it, a surge of energy coursed through her body. She could feel the power of the crystal, a force that was both ancient and limitless. But as she tried to remove it from its pedestal, the crystal began to glow brighter, and a powerful field of energy surrounded it, pushing her back.
"We're going to need all of our strength to get this," she said, looking at Aelion and Lyra. The three of them nodded and joined hands, channeling their combined energy towards the crystal. Slowly but surely, the energy field began to weaken, and the crystal started to lift off the