bookcurios Chapter 219 Flowers and Birds...Flowers and Birds!
Chapter 219 Flowers and Birds...Flowers and Birds!
He quickly set up a defensive barrier around him, but the crows seemed to be able to penetrate all barriers. They circled and swooped, and every flap of their wings carried a deadly threat.
Xingyun clenched his fists, his spiritual power surging. He knew that under such an intense attack, it would be difficult for one person to protect him. He looked at Xinghan, and their eyes met. Without saying anything, they knew each other's intentions - to fight side by side and face the difficulties together.
"Huaniao, please step back and leave this to us!"
Xingyun shouted loudly and swung his sword at the nearest crow. The sword flashed like lightning, but only left a faint trace in the air. The crow avoided the attack easily like a phantom.
Xinghan closed his eyes and concentrated, quickly forming seals with his hands. His spiritual power weaved into intricate nets in the air, trying to capture and trap these troublesome crows.
However, these crows seemed to possess extraordinary wisdom and strength. They nimbly shuttled through the net and not only were they not trapped, but they made the net even more chaotic.
Just when the situation seemed hopeless, the real Hana-no showed unprecedented strength and courage. She struggled to stand up, and although she was weak, her eyes were shining with an unyielding light.
She chanted softly an ancient spell, a secret technique passed down from generation to generation in her family that could purify evil and summon light.
As her singing rang out, the air around her began to vibrate, and a warm and powerful force surged from the flowers and birds, forming a sharp contrast with the cold crows.
The crows seemed to feel threatened and made even more shrill calls, trying to overwhelm everything with their numbers.
But this time, they miscalculated. The singing of flowers and birds was like the sound of nature, penetrating the darkness and awakening the dormant power of light. The originally ferocious crows began to become confused, some hovering in the air, and some fell directly to the ground, losing the ability to attack.
Seeing this, Xingyun and Xinghan took advantage of the situation and launched a counterattack. Their attacks became more fierce and temporarily stabilized the situation.
After the warm and powerful power of the flowers and birds temporarily stabilized the situation, the three thought they could breathe a sigh of relief.
However, the sky changed again. Countless demons and monsters of various shapes, like ghosts summoned by the darkness, silently emerged from the shadows in all directions and joined this already fierce battle.
These demons have different shapes, some are like candles swaying in the night wind, flickering; some are like tentacles in the abyss, twisted and terrifying. They let out bursts of shrill howls, making the entire battlefield even more eerie and desperate.
Faced with this sudden change, Xinghan and Xingyun quickly adjusted their status and prepared to face more difficult challenges. But despite having shown extraordinary strength, Hua Niao seemed a little powerless in the face of this huge evil force.
There was determination and worry in her eyes. She knew that it would be almost impossible to completely resist the attacks of these evil spirits with the strength of only three people.
"Xinghan, take Xingyun and go first!" Hua Niao suddenly shouted loudly, with unquestionable determination in her voice. She knew very well that if the three of them continued to stay here, they would probably be wiped out. Protecting Xingyun and allowing the unfulfilled faith in her heart to continue became her only thought at the moment.
Xinghan was very reluctant when he heard this, but his reason told him that this was the best option at the moment. He looked at Xingyun, his eyes full of trust and expectation: "Xingyun, take the flowers and birds, and go quickly!"
Xingyun did not hesitate, for he knew very well that he had the responsibility of protecting flowers and birds.
He rushed forward, picked up Hua Niao, and prepared to use his flying ability to escape from the battlefield. However, just as they were about to leave, a huge crow suddenly swooped down from the sky, and its speed was so fast that it was shocking.
At this critical moment, Hua Niao did not hesitate at all. She used all her strength to block in front of Xingyun. The sharp crow feather, like the sickle of the god of death, ruthlessly pierced her body, but her eyes were extremely firm, as if she was using her life to protect Xingyun behind her.
"Hua Niao!" Xing Yun exclaimed. He watched Hua Niao fall into his arms, blood staining her clothes and his eyes. The grief in his heart surged like a tide, almost drowning him.
Xinghan was also heartbroken when he saw this, but he knew that now was not the time to be sad. He suppressed his grief and quickly launched an attack, repelling the crow, giving Xingyun and Huaniao a chance to escape.
However, it was too late. The breath of flowers and birds gradually faded in Xingyun's arms. Her eyes began to blur, but a gentle smile hung on the corners of her mouth. She used up her last bit of strength and said to Xingyun: "Xingyun, live...with my faith..."
As these words fell, Hua Niao's eyes completely lost their luster, and her body slowly turned cold. Xing Yun hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his own bones and blood, but he knew that Hua Niao had left him forever.
In endless grief and despair, Xingyun's voice trembled. He lowered his head and buried his face in Hua Niao's hair, as if he could feel her warmth and breath again.
However, the only response he got was cold silence and the signs of life gradually fading in his arms.
"Huaniao...Huaniao!" He suddenly raised his head and shouted her name at the top of his lungs. His voice penetrated the silence, but he got no response. His eyes were red as blood, and his tears had already flowed away, leaving only endless sorrow and unwillingness. "Come back! Don't leave me... I can't live without you!"
His words were filled with deep despair and pleading, and every word seemed to be torn out from the bottom of his heart, piercing his heart. He hugged Hanaori tightly, unwilling to believe that all this was true, unwilling to accept the cruel fact that she had left.
"Huaniao, please look at me... look at me, okay? I was wrong, I shouldn't have let you face danger alone, I should have always been by your side..." He choked, his voice intermittent, and every word was filled with self-blame and regret.
However, no matter how he shouted or begged, Hanaori never opened her eyes again. Her body was cold and stiff, and she could no longer respond to his call.
At this moment, Xingyun finally realized that he had lost her forever, the woman who once gave him warmth and strength and made his heart beat fast.
He hugged Hua Niao's already cold body tightly, and tears slid down silently again, dripping onto her lapels, as if he was mourning for her too.
"Hana... If I had learned the secret of resurrection earlier, if I hadn't left you for that damn scroll, none of this would have happened..."
He murmured to himself, his voice filled with endless regret.
"I pursued power and those illusory things, but neglected you, the person I cherished most. Now, even if I own the whole world, I can't get back your smile or your gentle words."