The contestant is too old, sister Zhou is crazy

Chapter 875 Gaze

Just as everyone was getting ready to go, a passing traveler overheard their conversation. He stopped and looked at the Light Team in disbelief, "You...you really want to challenge the place that even the bravest warriors dare not set foot on in the legend?"

"Yes, we have no choice." Alan's voice revealed unbreakable determination.

The traveler was shocked at first, then his eyes flashed with admiration. He patted the shoulder of the villager next to him and said, "See? These are real heroes. For our safety, they are willing to face all fears."

The villagers started talking about it, some were amazed, others were full of pride and expectation. "I really hope I can help..." A little boy tugged at his mother's clothes, his eyes sparkling with admiration.

"You are the pride of all of us." An elder exclaimed with deep emotion. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by every team member.

The members of the Light Team smiled at each other, showing their trust in each other and their fearlessness in the upcoming challenges. "We will come back with news of victory," Xu Mo promised.

Just as they were about to disappear into the night, a gentle but firm voice sounded: "Please come back safely, because here, someone is waiting for your light."

This sentence, like a warm light, illuminates their way forward. The team of light took a step into the unknown, and their backs left a deep impression in the hearts of every witness.

As they go deeper into the dark forest, a series of unknown challenges and adventures await the team of light. They not only need to fight against the numerous obstacles of the dark forces, but also need to solve ancient mysteries, unite all the forces that can be united, and finally face the Lord of Darkness.

Along the way, every time a problem was solved, passers-by would cast admiring glances at them, or say a simple "come on". These warm moments gathered into an invisible force, pushing the Team of Light forward.

And in the distant royal city, people gathered around the campfire, sharing the heroic deeds of the Team of Light. Their names have become legends, inspiring more people to join the battle between light and darkness. Every ordinary person becomes extraordinary because they hold light in their hearts.

"Team of Light, you are not only looking for the Heart of Light, but also planting a seed of light in everyone's heart." An old man said to the children who were concentrating intently around the fire.

"Yes, Grandpa, I hope I can be as brave as them one day." A child had longing in his eyes as he tightly clutched the small pendant on his chest. It was a simple symbol of light that he bought with his saved pocket money.

"Everyone has a chance," the old man touched the child's head kindly, "The light is in everyone's heart. As long as you are willing, you can become your own hero."

During the conversation, a dazzling light suddenly flashed across the night sky. The villagers looked up and saw a bright color passing through the clouds. It was a signal sent by the Team of Light, distant but full of hope.

"Look, they are coming!" A young man pointed to the sky excitedly. The crowd suddenly became excited, and the children were even more excited, as if they had seen the heroes return with their own eyes.

However, when the Light Team really returned, they were greeted with more than just cheers. Under the rescued Towers of Light, they brought the shocking truth about the Lord of Darkness and a difficult task that everyone needed to face together.

"Behind the Lord of Darkness is an ancient curse that wants to devour all light." Allen said in a deep voice in the palace of the royal city, and his voice echoed in every inch of space. "We can't solve it by force alone. We must find a way to purify it all."

Inside the hall, the king, nobles, scholars and representatives from all walks of life were silent. This was a challenge beyond imagination and an unprecedented crisis.

"There is a legend," Xu Mo slowly told the story while flipping through ancient books, "At the end of the world, there is a flower of light that never fades. Its petals can cure all poisons and purify all evil. Perhaps that is our only hope."

“However, the road leading there is said to be more dangerous than the Mirkwood, and no one knows its exact location,” Leah added, her tone filled with both worry and determination.

Mia looked around and found that even the most resolute faces had a trace of hesitation. She took a step forward and said in a firm and encouraging voice: "We, the Light Team, are willing to take on this mission, but we also need everyone's support and trust. The light belongs to all of us, and protecting it is everyone's responsibility."

As soon as these words came out, a discussion broke out in the hall, and then a white-haired old scholar stood up, his eyes shining with wisdom: "I am willing to provide the information I have studied throughout my life to help you find the Flower of Light."

Afterwards, more people expressed their support, whether they were nobles, craftsmen or ordinary villagers. They either provided supplies or contributed their wisdom. There were even a few young warriors who asked to go along and face the difficulties together.

"This is not just a journey to find the flower of light," the king stood up, his majestic voice carrying unquestionable power, "this is for our homeland, for the eternal balance between light and darkness. The kingdom will provide you with everything you need, Team of Light, may your journey go smoothly and bring back the true light."

Amid encouragement and expectation, the Team of Light set out on their journey again. This time, there are more new faces in their team, and everyone has a burning desire for light and the belief in protecting their homeland in their hearts.

During the journey, they experienced countless hardships and dangers. Every time a crisis was resolved, it was accompanied by the astonished gazes and encouraging words of passers-by. This support from all sides became their most solid backing.

"Look, are those the people from Team Light? They are amazing!" a passing businessman said to his companion, his eyes full of admiration.

"I hope they can find the flower of light. Our future depends on them." A young mother held her child and followed their backs until they disappeared at the end of her sight.

As the Light Team passed through numerous dangers and was getting closer and closer to the legendary Flower of Light, they discovered an ancient village hidden in the mountains. The residents here seemed to have been guarding a secret for generations. The village elder greeted the exhausted team, and his experienced eyes flashed with wisdom that saw through everything.

"A long time ago, our ancestors knew about the turmoil in the outside world and the flower of light that you are seeking." The elder's deep and powerful voice pierced through the quiet night, and the members of the Light Team sitting around the fire straightened their backs at the same time.

"So, do you know the exact location of the flower?" Mia asked eagerly, with both hope and disbelief in her eyes.

The elder shook his head slightly, and he slowly said: "The location of the flower is not easy to find. It is hidden in the intersection of time and space. Only warriors who truly understand the essence of light and the spirit of sacrifice can find it."

"Are there any trials or clues that can guide us?" Xu Mo pondered for a moment and asked the question.

"There is indeed a trial," the elder pointed to a stone tablet at the entrance of the village that had been corroded by time, "that is the starting point of the road to the test. Those who pass the trial will not only know the location of the flower, but also obtain the key to open the door to the end of the world."

The next morning, the Light Team and the newly joined villagers stood in front of the stone tablet, and the sunlight shone through the sparse leaves on their determined faces. As Allen gently touched the stone tablet, a line of ancient inscriptions appeared, and then the ground slowly cracked, revealing a mysterious passage leading to the underground.

"Let's go together. Light is our common belief." A young villager clenched his fists, his eyes burning with enthusiasm. People around him responded one after another, and an unprecedented force of unity emerged.

In the winding tunnel, the Light Team faced a series of extreme challenges to their mind and body, and each level seemed to be a test of their faith and wisdom. In the passing organs, they occasionally heard the cheers of the villagers outside. Although weak, it was like a warm current, inspiring them to keep moving forward.

Finally, after overcoming the last difficulty, they came to a spacious underground hall. On the central platform, a dazzling flower of light was quietly blooming. Its light was soft yet powerful, as if it contained all the beauty and purity in the world.

"That's it, we found it." Su Mei'er said softly, tears welling up in her eyes. This was not only the joy of victory, but also the proof of her unremitting pursuit of light.

Just as Allen was about to pick the flower, the flower opened its petals, and a gentle voice rang in their hearts: "True light comes from the heart. Taking my petals away is just a formality. What's important is to pass on this thought of light forever."

The members of the Light Team smiled at each other, they understood that the meaning of this journey was far more than just finding a flower. They carefully took off a petal and at the same time deeply engraved the idea of ​​light in their hearts.

On the way back, the team of light brought petals and new strength. Wherever they went, their stories and beliefs inspired more people's inner light like spring rain. When they returned to the royal city, they were greeted with cheers and celebrations, as well as a profound discussion about light and darkness, sacrifice and love.

"This is not just a victory, but a declaration of light over darkness." The king said loudly at the celebration, his eyes looking for every member of the Light Team in the crowd, his eyes full of admiration, "You not only brought back the flowers of light, but also brought back hope and courage."

Allen walked forward, holding a crystal box with petals in it, and showed it to everyone present. The sunlight shined through the crystal, making the petals shine more brightly, as if telling everyone that light is always worth pursuing. He said: "As the flower of light teaches, true light begins in the heart and exists in action. Each of us should have such a flower of light in our hearts, which guides us forward and dispels darkness."

At this time, a young female painter squeezed through the crowd, holding a newly completed painting in her hand. In the painting, the members of the Light Team surrounded the bright flower of light, and everyone's face was filled with the light of determination and hope. She excitedly showed it to everyone: "This is the Light Team in my heart. I hope this painting can make more people remember that light is never far away, we just need to bravely pursue it."

There were bursts of admiration from the crowd. An old man patted the boy beside him and said earnestly: "Look, this is what a hero looks like. They have proved the existence of light with their actions. Children, remember, everyone can be a messenger of light in their own life."

The boy nodded, his eyes flashing with unprecedented determination: "I want to be like them, to be someone who protects others and spreads light."

Just as everyone was immersed in celebration and communication, a messenger hurried over, his expression serious, holding an urgent letter in his hand. The messenger walked straight to the king, knelt down to salute, and handed over the letter: "Your Majesty, an unknown dark force has appeared on the northern border, and the village is shrouded. The people are in urgent need of the help of the Light Team."

The king took the letter with a serious look on his face, but soon regained his composure: "Team of Light, it seems that your journey is not over yet. New challenges are waiting for you."

Xu Mo put away his smile, his eyes flashing with determination: "We set off immediately, the darkness will never rest, and neither will the team of light."

Mia, Su Mei'er, Liya, and other team members responded one after another. There was no fear on their faces, only determination and courage to face the challenge. The power of the flower of light seemed to surge in their bodies, giving them unlimited strength.

Just as the Team of Light was about to embark on its journey again, a mother came running with her child in the crowd. The child held a bunch of wild flowers that she had picked herself, and her childish voice rang out: "Uncles and aunts, these flowers are for you, just like you brought light to us. I hope they can accompany you on the road."

Allen took the bouquet and gently stroked the child's head, his eyes full of tenderness: "We will move forward with your light and protect everyone."

The child smiled with satisfaction, and that innocent smile was like the rising sun, warm and full of hope. The crowd around them automatically parted to make way for the Team of Light, their eyes full of expectation and trust, as if they were watching their patron saint heading to the battlefield.

"You must return safely, Team of Light!" a strong man shouted loudly, and then this sentence became the common voice of the crowd, echoing throughout the square.

The members of the Light Team mounted their horses one by one. Allen raised the crystal box with petals in his hand and greeted everyone: "We are the Light Team. No matter how dark the road ahead is, we will bring the light back! Everyone, please light the lamps of your heart for us and guide us home."

Following the order, the team of light was like an unstoppable torrent, breaking through the hustle and bustle and rushing towards the unknown challenge. Along the way, whenever they passed through a town or village, there were always people who gathered spontaneously, waving cloths symbolizing hope and praying for them with the most sincere words. Those scenes were like sparks of fire, illuminating their journey. (End of this chapter)