King's Awakening Chapter 789

Chapter 789: Chapter 789: Saint Roman

“Saint, Roman.”

Cultivating with hatred, finally letting go of hatred, achieving the true me.

What a saint Roman is.

White Mitchell couldn't help but be impressed by Roman's demeanor, and the scene before him changed again.

In the ancient times, there was a young man named White Mitchell, who had the elegance of immortals and the looks of beauty. It was said that he came from a mysterious origin, and was raised from a young age by seven strange old men. These seven individuals were all peculiar looking, short in stature, each possessing unique abilities and immeasurable cultivation levels.

White Mitchell's childhood was not ordinary. Under the meticulous care of the seven old men, he not only had a noble character, but also learned the abilities of the seven old men. However, the seven old men always kept quiet about their own and White Mitchell's origins, which left White Mitchell very curious.

Just sixteen years old, White Mitchell was then like a piece of gorgeous white cloth, untouched by the dust of worldly troubles. However, an extraordinary encounter was destined to fracture his ties with a normal life.

One day, White Mitchell lost his way in the mountains and had to find his path. Just as he was confused, a white jade rabbit suddenly leapt out of the bushes, leading the way. Following the rabbit, White Mitchell arrived at a seclusive Immortal Palace.

The Immortal Palace was surrounded by flowers and trees, looking like a fairyland. The seven old men were gathered in the Immortal Palace. White Mitchell was shocked, as he recognized these seven old men as the strange elderly who had raised him.

Seeing White Mitchell, the seven old men all smiled. The one who spoke first was an old man named Li Tiansong, who was holding a walking stick. He said to White Mitchell, “White Mitchell, you are now sixteen years old, the age of adulthood. The secret we hold will soon be unveiled. Our seven old men aim to personally impart to you our unique skills after you grow up, making you the most outstanding cultivator in the Cultivation World.”

White Mitchell was blank when he heard the news. He had no idea his origin was this mysterious and he couldn't believe he would step on the path of becoming an elegant immortal. However, his inner desire drove him to learn from the seven old men.

Li Tiansong raised his walking stick and began to explain his unique skill – the Method of Immortal Yuan. He told White Mitchell the method of cultivation, enabling him to embark on the journey of cultivation. Although White Mitchell was a beginner to the path of cultivation, guided by the experience imparted by the seven old men, he quickly grasped the essentials.

Then, a white-haired old man handed White Mitchell an old book. His name was Wang Yiyun. Wang Yiyun was once the most outstanding Sword Immortal in the contemporary Cultivation World. He explained the essence of Sword Dao in detail to White Mitchell, and taught him a set of swordsmanship that was unparalleled in the world.

In the following days, White Mitchell received teachings from the other six old men: Liu Hong's art of playing guitar, Lin Qing's mental methods, Zhang Qingyun's Talisman Dao, Zhao Weizhi's Enlightenment Sword, Wu Yuehua's Lotus Method, and Zhao Tiezhu's control of True Qi.

With the unique skills taught to him, White Mitchell walked further and further on the path of cultivation. Relying on the Method of Immortal Yuan, his inner cultivation level advanced rapidly, and it was getting closer and closer to the realm of Shattering Void. His swordsmanship became more proficient, enabling him to fight against the crowd and stand on the invincible ground. He mastered the art of music so well that everything around him was at his command. His talisman could transform into a dragon form, with infinite power. His martial arts skills were unmatched, no less than the heroes of the world. He could control True Qi and manipulate the first-tier elements of nature with his mortal body.

Year after year, White Mitchell practiced and understood, and he finally became the focus of the Cultivation World. Countless people were in shock by his deeds. Some called him the Son of the Immortal Realm, while others called him the Seven Extremes of Cultivation.

However, the seven old men never left him because of this. On the contrary, they cared more about his growth. White Mitchell was very grateful, but at the same time, a question haunted him. He wanted to find out about his real identity, and to find the messenger who brought him to the seven old men.

To find the answer, White Mitchell traveled to all corners of the Cultivation World searching for clues. He visited ancient cultivation families and looked for relevant records. He consulted various historical documents and asked numerous cultivators. However, he never found any information related to him.

White Mitchell was deeply perplexed, beginning to doubt whether his relationship with the seven old men really existed. He felt as if he was caught in a massive conspiracy. He decided to return to the Immortal Palace and seek help from the seven old men.

When White Mitchell returned to the Immortal Palace, the seven elders were nowhere to be seen. Instead, a mysterious figure in a white robe appeared. He revealed his identity to White Mitchell; he was his biological father.

White Mitchell stared at the enigmatic figure in disbelief and said, “Father! How could you be here? Why didn't you tell me about my origins?” Disappointment and bewilderment thick in his voice.

The mysterious figure slowly approached White Mitchell, a cryptic smile spread across his face. “Son, I've always been watching over you from the shadows. I've watched you grow, and in you becoming a leading figure in the Cultivation World, I felt immense pride.” His voice was filled with deep affection.

As White Mitchell looked at the figure before him, the questions in his heart became clearer. He couldn't help but ask, “Father, why have I been living with the seven elders? Why didn't they tell me about who I am?” His voice filled with reproach and confusion.

The mysterious figure sighed deeply, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. “Son, I am a cultivator within the Cultivation World. Before your birth, your mother and I were married. However, there are always some wicked forces in the Immortal Realm. They covet the secrets of our Cultivation World. To protect you and our Cultivation World, I placed you under the care of the seven elders to avoid danger.”

White Mitchell was stunned and could hardly fathom the grand conspiracy related to him. He silently accepted the truth, his heart flooding with guilt and sadness.

The mysterious figure walked up to White Mitchell, gently patted him on the shoulder, “Son, all of this was done for you and our Cultivation World. No matter the past, you have now become the hope of our Cultivation World. We need your strength.”

Hearing these words, White Mitchell felt an overwhelming sense of responsibility. He determined to use his power to unravel the mysteries of his heritage and protect the peace of the Cultivation World.

Just then, a ground-shaking noise echoed across the place, a force as overwhelming as a mighty army enveloped the entire Immortal Palace. White Mitchell looked up to see a flash of lightning in the sky, a formidable Demon leader, draped in a black cloak descended upon the Immortal Palace. His name was Charles.

Charles's cold gaze swept across the surroundings, his commanding voice resonating throughout the Immortal Palace. “White Mitchell! You have grown into a gem of the Cultivation World, and a thorn in my side. Today, I will end you!” His voice was filled with murderous intent and ridicule.

Hearing Charles's words, a flash of resolve appeared in White Mitchell's eyes. He knew that the battle of the day would determine his future and the fate of the Cultivation World. He was determined to fight to the end, to defend the peace and dignity of the Cultivation World.

White Mitchell stared intently at Charles, silently issuing a signal. His seven masters immediately gathered at his side, each armed with their weapons and tools, prepared to fight Charles till the end.

Charles looked at the seven elders by White Mitchell's side, laughed coldly, “Seven old men daring to stand against me? Are they the hope of the Cultivation World?” As his words ended, a dark energy erupted from his hand, rushing toward White Mitchell and the seven elders.

White Mitchell and the seven elders swiftly responded, joining forces and using their individual skills to counter Charles's attack.

White Mitchell, dressed in a white robe, wielded a jade sword, its sword light cut ruthlessly towards Charles like a flowing river. The seven elders coordinated together, displaying their unique skills.

One of the elders, an old man in golden armor, brandished a golden blade, its movements extraordinarily swift. His sword wind howled, aimed directly at Charles's vital points. Another elder transformed into a streak of light. His speed was dazzling, launching ruthless attacks on the enemy.

The elder associated with fire conjured a fireball, the flames quickly rose and formed a massive firewall, trapping Charles within. The Wind System Spell Messenger manipulated the air around him, forming a powerful force of wind, clearing the smoke and flames around Charles.

Charles felt an unprecedented pressure. He waved his hands, releasing a powerful dark energy attack. A terrifying dark aura quickly enveloped the entire Immortal Palace, plunging the place into darkness.

White Mitchell and the seven elders gradually felt their energy churning, their True Yuan slowly depleted. They knew that Charles's power was more than they could handle.

Just then, the mysterious figure gave White Mitchell a faint smile. He transformed into a dazzling True Yuan shield, enveloping White Mitchell and the others. As the True Yuan shield appeared, a powerful aura radiated from him.

“Father!” White cried out in surprise and joy as he looked at the mysterious figure. He could feel the power emanating from his father, filling his heart with unparalleled courage.

The mysterious man pulled out a magnificently radiant sword from his bosom, a gentle light swirling around it. He handed the sword to White, speaking softly, “Son, this is your father's treasure, the Ice Sword. Use it wisely. Now, it's time for the world to witness your power!”

White gripped the hilt tightly, the sword emanating an intense cold. He felt as if his entire being was surrounded by ice and snow. He swung the sword, its luminescence transforming into frost, advancing towards Charles.

Charles experienced an unprecedented crisis. The Dark Power inside him circulated rapidly, forming a black shield to stop White's attack. However, the cold aura and Sword Qi from the Ice Sword gradually penetrated the black shield, causing a layer of ice crystals to form on its surface.

Charles felt a wave of cold sweep over him, the ice crystals rapidly expanding and wrapping him entirely. The cold power of the ice and snow infiltrated his body, slowing his movements.

Seeing this, White tightened his grip on the Ice Sword, driving the True Yuan into it. The icy energy on the sword quickly condensed, turning into an extremely cold Sword Qi that rushed towards Charles.

Charles felt suffocated. He used all his strength to circulate the Dark Power in an attempt to withstand White's attack. But the power of the Ice and Snow Sword Qi was growing stronger, causing his dark shield to falter, beginning to crack.

Just when it was about to collapse, Charles suddenly erupted a shockingly powerful Dark Energy. A black giant sword solidified from within him, shattering the Ice and Snow Sword Qi instantly, and slashing viciously towards White.

White sensed the breath of death, knowing he couldn't resist this strike. But at the critical moment, the other seven elders took action simultaneously, each exhibiting their unique skills.

The Golden Armored Old Man slashed his blade, creating a rainbow-like light that collided with the black giant sword, causing a loud noise. The combined power of the golden blade and the black sword warped the space around them.

The Light Elder turned into a flash of light, appearing like a bolt of lightning behind Charles. Holding a treasured sword, he thrust it directly into the black giant sword. Wherever the sword edge passed, the Dark Power weakened instantly.

The Fire System Spell Messenger conjured an even more powerful fireball which exploded instantly, transforming into a sea of fire that engulfed the black sword. The high temperature of the flames scorched the Dark Power on the black sword, causing it to gradually weaken.

The Wind System Spell Messenger manipulated powerful winds to form a giant vortex, drawing the black sword into it. The whirlwind caused tearing forces on the black sword, preventing it from reaching White.

Charles felt the limit of his own power, knowing he could no longer resist the combined attack of White and the seven elders. Clenching his teeth, he decided to use his final move.

He condensed a gigantic thunder of dark energy that enveloped his surroundings. The thunder moved erratically, emitting a deafening roar. Charles' body began to emit a Dark Aura, transforming into a Dark Giant, shrouded in the midst of thunder.

“All of you will die with me!” Charles let out a mad laughter, extending his massive black palm towards White and the others, slapping down viciously.

White and the seven elders were filled with determination, knowing this was a battle of life and death, they could not retreat even an inch. Joining forces, they simultaneously launched their strongest unique skills.

A sudden chill emanated from White's body. Ice spread from him in all directions, forming an icy armor that wrapped his whole body. This icy armor, while appearing harmless, had an incredible defensive strength, capable of resisting various attacks.

The Golden Armored Old Man gripped his golden blade tightly, quickly stepping a few steps forward. His figure as swift as lightning, he reached Charles in a blink. He roared in anger, slashing his golden blade down fiercely, the blade's light shining brilliantly as it descended with unmatched fierceness.

White's gaze was firmly locked on Charles' black giant figure. At dazzling speed, he danced around the giant figure like a spirit ape, radiating Sword Intent from his body. He held the Ice Sword in his hand, the sword light cold, and the Sword Qi piercing.

The Fire System Spell Messenger formed seals with both hands and cast a fire shield. The flames burned around his body, forming a wall of fire to block the dark energy from Charles's black giant.

The Wind System Spell Messenger condensed a powerful wall of wind in front of Charles's black giant. A countless number of whirlwinds burst forth, violently colliding with the dark energy and creating a storm in the air.

The Earth System Spell Messenger gathered earth-system energy, transforming it into a massive pillar of molten rock that surged out, striking toward the black giant. The molten rock was unbearably hot and could melt everything in its path.

The other three elders also displayed their respective signature moves. Each of these moves manifested considerable power, leading an intense battle against Charles' black giant.

Charles who controlled the Dark Power, felt an unprecedented pressure. His black giant was continuously bombarded by numerous attacks, and the Dark Energy began to show signs of collapsing. However, he did not back down but summoned even stronger Dark Power, causing his black giant to grow even larger.

His eyes became wildly intense. He was determined to destroy everything and plunge this entire region into eternal darkness. The dark energy he condensed into a giant thunderbolt intensified. The electricity danced wildly between his palms, radiating terrifying power.

The others sensed the continuous strengthening of the Dark Power within Charles' black giant. They realized that if this continued, the consequences would be unimaginable. Gathering their energy, they aimed for the right opportunity to deal a powerful, lethal blow to Charles.

The Ice Sword in White Mitchell's hand released a chilling glow. The tip of the sword condensed the power of an entire world of ice and snow. The icy sword Qi shot out like a meteor, heading straight for the crucial area of Charles's black giant.

The golden blade in the hands of the Golden Armored Old Man let out a piercing sound of a golden bell. The blade light was incomparably sharp, and a gold-colored blade light flashed out, intertwining with the ice and snow sword Qi.

The other elders also stimulated their most formidable signature moves, unceasingly launching piercing lights, flames, storms, and molten lava toward Charles's black giant.

Charles could feel the impending threat. Gritting his teeth, he tried his utmost to resist this deadly attack wave. Dark energy constantly poured into his body, and the black mist around his black giant thickened.

The Dark Power filled the entire battlefield, swallowing all the light. Charles' black giant raised his enormous fist and smashed it towards White Mitchell and the others like a mountain range. The massive shockwave stirred up a storm, and the entire ground shook violently.

A strong desire to fight rose in White Mitchell's heart. He gave a cold laugh, and his Sword Intent intensified. He stabilized his body, manipulated the essence of his swordsmanship, and without any hesitation, he launched his attack. With a light wave of the Ice Sword, a sword light quickly extended from the tip of his sword, screeching through the air as it faced Charles's massive punch.

The giant fist and the sword light collided, and a violent wave of energy instantly spread. The Ice and Snow Sword Qi clashed with the Dark Energy in a deadly battle. Sword Intent and Dark Power intertwined, spreading a bone-chilling cold in the air. White Mitchell's body erupted with Sword Intent, darting around the black giant at an astonishing speed, splattering sword light.

The Golden Armored Old Man's golden blade transformed into a golden whirlwind, intertwining with the Ice and Snow Sword Qi and rushed toward Charles' black giant with the speed of a thunderbolt. The golden blade and dark energy collided, sending out a piercing sound of metal clashing against darkness. The golden blade tore through the Dark Power's barrier, slicing towards Charles's vital joints.

Simultaneously, the Fire System Spell Messenger raised his hands high, and the fire shield burst into even hotter flames, encircling Charles's black giant. The flames merged with the Dark Power, creating a spectacular sight. The flames hit the black giant's body and let out a bubbling sound, slowly driving away the Dark Power.

The Wind System Spell Messenger controlled the ever-changing wind wall. The fierce wind whipped up, forming a vortex-like airflow. The wind wall and Dark Energy clashed, emitting a piercing roar, with dust and sand filling the air.

The Earth System Spell Messenger condensed a massive magma vortex under the black giant's feet. The erupted magma burned the Dark Power intensely. When the magma and Dark Energy collided, they released an explosion, splattering countless sparks of magma.

The entire battlefield was filled with shattering sounds, roars of rage, and the rumbling of explosions. Charles's black giant was trapped within multiple layers of attacks, and the Dark Energy on his body was steadily weakening. Yet, he remained undaunted. He launched the Power of Darkness, formed a giant thunderbolt in his palm that possessed the power to destroy everything. As it took shape, it instantly burst out with bone-chilling energy.

The others sensed the Dark Power within Charles' black giant strengthening once again. They knew they had to end the battle as soon as possible. They gathered their energy one after the other, preparing for the final showdown.

White Mitchell's gaze was firm. He took a deep breath, making up his mind. With a spring in his step, he rose into the air like a flash of lighting, breaking through the defense line of the Dark Giant and attacking the critical point of Charles.

The Ice Sword in his hand stabbed towards Charles's weak spot like a bolt of lightning, its tip radiating a chilling glow. The Sword Qi was chilling, and the colliding Ice and Snow Sword Qi and Dark Energy emitted a grating crunching sound.

The other elders also launched deadly attacks in quick succession. The power they amassed intertwined, forming an unimaginably formidable energy. Beams of light shattered on the barrier of the Dark Power.

There were violent fluctuations of dark power on Charles's body. Feeling the approaching threat, his pupils shrank, his eyes filled with madness and anger. Clenching his teeth, he roared, with all of his Dark Energy bursting out, forming a black barrier that blocked the attacks of White Mitchell and the others.

The Dark Shield trembled violently, as if it could not withstand the powerful energy impact. Charles mobilized the Power of Darkness, and Dark Giant Thunder formed in his palm, emitting a heart-palpitating lightning.

White Mitchell felt the threat of the thunder and lightning, a hint of caution flashing in his eyes. He burst into full power, with the Sword Intent on the Ice Sword spreading instantaneously, forming an Ice and Snow Shield to block the attack of Charles's Dark Giant Thunder.

The clash between thunder and Ice and Snow Shield caused a violent energy fluctuation. The chilling power of the Ice and Snow Shield quickly attenuated, signifying impending collapse, yet Charles's Dark Giant Thunder did not cease.

White Mitchell was resolute, his fighting intent even stronger. He gritted his teeth, his Ice Sword bursting out with an even more powerful Sword Intent. The Ice and Snow Sword Qi surged like a turbulent torrent, striking Charles's Dark Giant Thunder once again.

The other elders also joined the fight one after another, their attacks growing more and more fierce, tinged with a hint of reluctance and desperation. They knew that this was the final battle, and victory or defeat was hanging by a thread.

The entire battlefield became exceptionally terrifying, with the battle between Dark Power and light escalating. The deafening explosion sounded, along with scorching flames, bone-chilling cold, powerful storms, and endless magma filling the battlefield.

Both sides ceaselessly exploited their abilities, striving to defeat each other. White Mitchell burst into full Sword Intent, hovering around the Dark Giant like lightning, constantly launching fierce attacks. The Ice Sword emitted a chilling glow, its tip slicing through the air, producing a sharp sound and splattering Sword Qi.

The Golden Armored Old Man, brandished his golden saber against the Dark Power of the Dark Giant. The golden saber functioned like a golden whirlwind, cutting across the dark energy barrier, generating flashes of golden light, and lighting up the battlefield.

The Fire System Spell Messenger held up his hands, a flame shield emanated even more intense heat, gradually melting the Dark Power of the Dark Giant. The flames encircled the Dark Giant like a raging dragon, emitting a roaring sound and bringing a surge of overwhelming heat.

The Wind System Spell Messenger controlled a powerful tornado, enclosing the Dark Giant within it. The tornado continuously morphed, forming a whirlpool-like airflow. The fierce winds howled, stirring up a storm of dust and sand.

The Earth System Spell Messenger condensed a massive whirlpool of magma, spraying out and scorching the Dark Power. The collision between magma and Dark Energy resulted in an explosion, sending numerous fire sparks flying.

The fight was white-hot now. The Dark Giant felt White Mitchell and the others' attacks growing fiercer and roared angrily. The Dark Energy spread out once again. Around his body, a Dark Shield formed, blocking the attacks of White Mitchell and the others.

White Mitchell focused his energy. He burst into the full limit of his power, the Sword Intent on the Ice Sword spread once again, forming an even more scorching Sword Qi. The Sword Qi clashed against the Dark Energy barrier, making a shockingly loud noise.

The Golden Armored Old Man wielded his golden saber calmly against the Dark Shield. The saber moved across the Dark Energy, producing a sound of metal striking against darkness.

The Fire System Spell Messenger focused his energy. The flame shield emanated even more intense heat and gradually melted the Dark Shield little by little. The flames hit the Dark Shield, creating an explosive sound, gradually dispersing the Dark Energy.

The Wind System Spell Messenger controls a powerful wind wall, whipping up a storm that forms a colossal air vortex. The wind wall collides with the Dark Power, releasing a piercing booming sound.

The Earth System Spell Messenger brings the power of the magma vortex to its peak, spewing lava out and scorching the dark barrier. The collision between the lava and the Dark Energy causes an explosion, splattering countless sparks of magma.

The entire battlefield is filled with roaring rage, sounds of shattering, and booming explosions. Both sides are fighting with all their might, showcasing their most powerful strengths, and constantly attacking the opponent's defense line.

Charles' Dark Giant feels the pressure, grits his teeth, and explodes with Dark Power, creating a Dark Giant Thunder to resist the attack of White Mitchell and others. The thunder forms in his palm, releasing a chilling lightning.

White Mitchell senses the threat of the thunder and lightning, a hint of caution flashing in his eyes. Firm in his mind, he burns to the fullest, revealing even stronger Sword Intent with his Ice Sword, and his Ice and Snow Sword Qi rushing toward Charles' Dark Giant Thunder like a flood.

The other elders also gather their energy, determined to deliver the last deadly blow. They launch their most powerful attacks, the lethal energies intertwining to form an inconceivably powerful energy fluctuation.

The entire battlefield plunges into chaos, the battle between Dark Power and Light reaching its apex. The collision of energies constantly produces heart-shaking power fluctuations, causing the entire ground to tremble violently.

Instead of retreating, White Mitchell and the others strike with all their might, hoping to defeat Charles' Dark Giant.

Their attacks come surging like a flood, leaving no room for maneuver.

Charles' Dark Giant feels the increasing pressure; his body is shaking continuously, but he remains unflinching. He gathers the entire Dark Power and forms an indestructible Dark Shield to block the attack of White Mitchell and others.

However, White Mitchell and the others do not give up. They once again launch a full-on attack, concentrating all their energy into one point, forming a powerful energy fluctuation, and charging directly at the Dark Shield of Charles' Dark Giant.

The Dark Shield begins to tremble, a crack appearing on the surface of the Dark Energy. Seeing this, White Mitchell and the others seize the opportunity, pouring all their attacking power onto the Dark Shield.

With a loud noise, the Dark Shield is finally shattered, splashing Dark Energy everywhere. Charles' Dark Giant's body sways, he roars angrily, his body quickly shrinking, and finally returns to his original human form.

He stares coldly at White Mitchell and the others, his eyes flashing with ruthless light. He knows that he has been driven to a dead end and that he can only escape by going all out.

So, he once again gathers all his strength, the Dark Energy on his body spreading out again. He, like the God of Darkness, carries an aura of destruction and launches a final crazy onslaught on White Mitchell and others.

In the face of another attack, White Mitchell and the others show determination in their eyes. They all release their last energy, doing their utmost to resist the impact of Charles' Dark Giant.

On the battlefield, the collision of energies emits a loud noise, bringing a sense of destruction. Everything shakes violently, and the whole world seems to be collapsing.

However, amidst all this chaos, White Mitchell and others always remain calm. They do not retreat, continue to resist the full brunt of the assault of Charles' Dark Giant, giving him no chance for a breather.

Finally, when the attack of Charles' Dark Giant reaches its limit, White Mitchell and the others launch their final deadly blow. A powerful energy fluctuation erupts from their bodies, directly attacking Charles' Dark Giant.

This energy fluctuation, carrying a breath of destruction, instantly envelops the entire battlefield. Charles' Dark Giant feels the deadly threat. Faced with this huge energy fluctuation, he can no longer hold on. His body begins to tremble violently, cracks appearing on the surface of the Dark Energy.

White Mitchell and the others observed Charles's Dark Giant's movements, knowing it was an opportunity for a forceful strike. They conjured their energy once again, consolidating all their strength into one point, manifesting as a brilliant beam of light.

“Let's strike together!” White Mitchell roared, and together, everyone released their strong energy, attacking the Dark Giant in Charles with a resounding boom.

The Dark Giant, inhabited by Charles, sensed the attack from White Mitchell and others. With a firm gleam in his eyes, he continued his resistance. He quickly adjusted his stance and defended with full force.

Energy waves wreaked havoc in the battlefield, triggering violent currents and annihilating everything in their path. The ground cracked, plunging into chaos as dust filled the air. The Dark Giant, with its body as huge as a mountain, remained steady and unshaken.

However, White Mitchell and his allies showed no fear. Wrapping themselves in determination, they braced against the giant's terrifying pressure. Taking a profound breath, they prepared to launch their attack again.

White Mitchell took the lead, raising his hands high into the air, emanating a golden glow. The light converged to form a mammoth sword, exuding a keen and deadly aura. The pointed edge of the sword, as swift as thunder, ripped through the air towards the dark giant's heart.

At the same time, the others also sprang their attacks. They unleashed dazzling flames, cold frost, and devastating lightning – a barrage of elemental attacks, encircling the Dark Giant.

Charles's Dark Giant, sensing attacks from every direction, could not help but frown slightly. He twisted his body trying to break free from the attack, but each movement betrayed his pain and struggle.

Despite the Dark Giant's incredible strength, cracks began to form on his body. The surface, solidified with dark energy, seemed to lose its steadiness as fissures spread. As attacks escalated, the shield of dark energy began to wobble unstably.

White Mitchell and his allies astutely perceived these changes. They knew this was their chance to secure victory. Rallying their courage, they intensified the power behind their attacks, aiming to completely annihilate the Dark Giant.

White Mitchell, transforming into a radiant streak, instantly closed in on the Dark Giant. The sword in his hand radiating intense light, he struck the giant's head with the power of destruction.

The pierce of the sword against the Dark Energy erupted a terrifying power. The Dark Giant let out a painful roar as blood dripped from his head and his body shattered violently.

With a deafening thud, the giant's dark body fell to the ground. White Mitchell and others followed up with fierce attacks, leaving no room for the Dark Giant to breathe. Their relentless assault eventually cracked and crushed the Giant.

Under their assault, the Dark Giant's body rapidly crumbled, dark energy spread recklessly. His body was completely destroyed, leaving only a cloud of black smoke lingering on the battlefield.

However, White Mitchell and his allies did not relax their vigilance, knowing fully that the power of the Dark Giant was far from dissipated. They meticulously observed the black smoke, staying alert and ready.

Suddenly, a low chant emanated from the black cloud. A figure lunged from within the dark mist, as Charles's Dark Giant revealed himself once again, his body larger than before and filled with an even more potent Dark Energy.

“You are still incapable of defeating me!” The voice of Charles's Dark Giant was hoarse and terrifying, filled with arrogance and confidence.

White Mitchell and the others did not back down, they calmly analyzed the changes in Charles's Dark Giant, seeking the next breakthrough. White Mitchell decided to strike first once again, raising his sword, preparing for the strongest attack.

The sword light flickered, like lightning piercing the night sky, slashing towards the body of Charles's Dark Giant. However, the Dark Giant showed no fear, blocking White Mitchell's sword with his huge palm.

A powerful counterforce sent White Mitchell flying, crashing hard into a distant rock. He gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, stood again, ready to launch another attack.

At the same time, the others began to launch their attacks. With a speed as swift as thunder, they unleashed their most powerful abilities, relentlessly striking at the dark giant of Charles. Fire, ice, thunder, and other elements intertwined in the air, resulting in a dazzling display of light.

However, in the face of Charles's dark giant, these attacks seemed insignificant. Deflecting the incoming onslaught with his hands, a daunting shield made of dark energy formed around him, impenetrable to any attack.

White Mitchell and the others felt their hearts sinking. They realized that the power of Charles's dark giant greatly exceeded their expectations. To find his weak point, they needed a more clever method.

Suddenly, an idea popped into White Mitchell's head. He turned to the others and said, “Our strikes cannot penetrate his shield. What we need is to attack it together!”

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. They quickly adjusted their tactics, focusing their assault on the dark giant's shield.

Thunderous blows repeatedly struck the shield, making the dark energy around it quiver as if unable to withstand more. Seeing this, White Mitchell and his comrades' hearts filled with anticipation and hope.

Their attacks grew more intense, and cracks began to appear on the shield of Charles's dark giant. They knew that they just needed to hold on for a while longer and the formidable dark giant would finally be defeated.

Realizing the imminent crisis, Charles's dark giant roared, his body continuously emitting dark energy trying to repair his shattered shield. However, the relentless assault left no room for him to regain his strength.

In the end, Charles's dark giant could not withstand the team's onslaught, and his shield collapsed completely. His body began to crumble rapidly, dissolving into the overflowing dark energy.

Seeing this, White Mitchell and the others charged for the final blow. They rushed towards Charles's dark giant like a fierce wind, with each attack carrying endless might and fury.

The shimmering sword lights, the wild flames, the dancing lightning, and the biting frost – the power of all the elements were instantly focused upon them. Together they formed a magnificent barrage of light, heading straight for Charles's dark giant.

Charles's dark giant roared once again, feeling the threat of life and death. Swinging his huge fists, he tried to withstand their final blow.

However, the attacks from White Mitchell and the others were too fierce. They had targeted the weak spot of Charles's dark giant. His massive dark form crumbled swiftly, with the dark energy scattering around him.

Finally, Charles's dark giant collapsed completely, leaving only a pool of black smoke swirling on the battlefield. White Mitchell and the others let out a sigh of relief, finally defeating this formidable enemy.

They lay on the ground, exhausted yet joyful in their victory. The battlefield was filled with a dense dark aura after the battle. The scars on the ground bore witness to their valor.

However, White Mitchell and the others did not have time to rest. They knew that there was an even more dangerous plot behind all this. Charles's dark giant was just the beginning, and it was critical to identify the true mastermind behind these acts in order to protect the peace of the world.

They rose to their feet, ready to carry on. United in their cause, they prepared to face the upcoming unknown challenges. White Mitchell looked at everyone, his eyes glowing with determination and courage.

“We can defeat anything!” he declared decisively, his voice resonating in the darkness.

Everyone heard his words and felt their hearts brimming with confidence and resolve. They took a deep breath and marched forward towards the next battlefield. No matter how challenging and perilous the road ahead, they were determined to advance, ready to fight for world peace.

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