He had forgotten about the existence of that musical artifact for far too long, distracted by conventional weapons. Guo Jiang's hand caressed his spatial ring with hope that trembled like butterfly wings."How foolish of me! How could I have forgotten the magical weapon left behind by the ancient Elf wizard?" Guo Jiang pulled out the musical instrument and stroked the ring that held it together, his hands now holding the beloved object he had almost forgotten.The soft skin of the ancient wood used to make the erhu gently touched Guo Jiang's palms with warmth that spoke of living power. Meanwhile, the bow of the erhu, whose strings were made from dragon intestines that hummed with contained energy, vibrated in Guo Jiang's hands.He felt as if an invisible force was enveloping him, filling his heart with confidence that could move mountains. "I will defeat that demon wizard with this Erhu Elf!" Guo Jiang thought firmly, determination hardening like steel forged in divine fires.A gust

The Erhu musical instrument in Enchanter Vellenor's hands, which had initially not caught his attention, suddenly transformed into a high-quality artifact weapon radiating an ancient, otherworldly aura.Great Jorah immediately wanted to possess the Erhu, his eyes gleaming with an unholy hunger that betrayed his inner greed. As a wizard who collected various magical tools and combat equipment from across the known lands, the Erhu was highly valuable in Great Jorah's eyes, more precious than any treasure he had claimed in decades of conquest.He shamelessly spread his lust, which was clearly visible in his bloodshot eyes that tracked every movement of the instrument like a starving wolf eyeing fresh meat. His mouth couldn't hold back the questions that were stuck in his heart, each word dripping with barely concealed desire."May I ask you to share your knowledge about this with me? What is that thing in your hand?" His voice trembled slightly, revealing the depth of his obsession."I'm

Guo Jiang smiled with his eyes still closed, his lips curving in serene confidence. He replied, his voice cutting through the chaos with crystal clarity."This is the Erhu, an ancient weapon that once eradicated the demon race thousands of years ago in the legendary Battle of Crimson Dawn. If it could destroy demons back then, beings of pure evil and corruption, why not your black energy, which originates from the dark world?" His words carried the weight of absolute certainty.And magical music began to play, notes rising from the erhu like phoenixes taking flight. Guo Jiang played the song composed by the Elder Elf on Ice Island, a melody passed down through generations of protectors. Melodious notes rang out across the battlefield, each one carrying divine power.An unmatched magical power began to emanate and suppress everything around them, the very air thrumming with energy. Magic needles began to form and float around like silver fireflies, each one razor-sharp and seeking. The

The sky over Field of Hope had changed from a clear blue to a straight line of crimson red that stretched across the heavens like a wound carved by the gods themselves. The streak was large and stained the horizon with the color of fresh blood. It looked terrifying, like a gaping wound splitting the sky, as if the heavens themselves bled from the violence below.The mountains that once appeared majestic and intimidating now loom as dark, ominous shadows in the distance, contrasting sharply with the sky tinged with bright red streaks. Their peaks seemed to watch the carnage with silent judgment, ancient witnesses to humanity's endless conflicts.Strong winds swirl, lifting dust from the ground in this open field, seeming to follow the rhythm of the battle like invisible dancers celebrating death. The fine sand and dust create a mysterious golden glow when the sunlight touches them, transforming the battlefield into a canvas painted with both beauty and horror.A thunderous roar echoed

"We'd better stay away. Keep a safe distance to watch, it'll protect our hearing!" With the soldiers from both sides rushing away from the battlefield in a mass exodus, the people scattered in all directions like leaves before a hurricane. No one wanted to be caught between clashing powers that could kill with sound alone.Ryu, the water dragon, appeared to float majestically in front of Great Jorah with scales that gleamed like polished jade. This was something the wizard of Udristan did not expect, his face showing surprise for the first time in the battle. While Great Jorah was overcome with rage at being blocked, the dragon also appeared to be equally angry, his eyes blazing with righteous fury."Backstabber! Attacking from behind! You're a powerful wizard, but you have no shame, creating a backstabbing movement unworthy of true masters!" Ryu's eyes, as green as the finest jade found in the deepest oceans, flashed fiercely with the light of supernatural anger. The water dragon was