Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

The Pope solemnly summoned Zhang Deshuai to a secret room alone. The flickering candlelight in the room made the Pope's face flicker.

The moment Zhang Deshuai stepped into the secret room, he could feel the heavy atmosphere. He bowed slightly and performed the mage salute to the Pope.

The pope raised his hand and motioned Zhang Deshuai to come closer. "My son, we are facing a great dilemma." His voice was particularly low in the silent room.

The flickering candlelight and the dancing shadows on the walls seemed to also speak of the urgency of the situation.

"The battle between light and darkness has reached a stalemate. We urgently need the power to break this balance." The Pope's eyes were deep and worried, staring at Zhang Deshuai.

Zhang Deshuai stood up straight, his expression serious and firm: "Your Majesty, I am willing to go through fire and water for the light."

The Pope slowly stood up, walked to Zhang Deshuai, and placed his hands on his shoulders: "I believe in you, son. Because of this, I have a vital task for you."

At this moment, a breeze blew into the secret room from a gap from somewhere, the candlelight shook violently, and the Pope's face was instantly swallowed by darkness, and then illuminated again after a moment.

"Legend has it that there is a lost artifact that possesses power enough to change the situation of this war. But as to its whereabouts, there are only vague clues." The Pope's voice echoed in the secret room, carrying with it endless expectations and trust.

The Pope and Zhang Deshuai first began to study the ancient legends and clues about the artifact. In the secret room, the piles of incomplete ancient books exuded an old atmosphere. They read them with full concentration, not missing any possible details.

From the yellowed pages, they gradually pieced together some key information and learned that the artifact might be hidden in a mysterious relic. The relic was like a cursed forbidden land, surrounded by powerful and mysterious magical forces, which was daunting.

Countless adventurers had heard of the legend of the artifact and went to the ruins with great ambition, but none of them returned. Some got lost in the intricate magic maze, and some were killed by sudden and dangerous traps.

Zhang Deshuai frowned, but there was no sign of retreat in his eyes. The Pope stroked the ancient book in his hand and said thoughtfully: "My child, this journey is extremely difficult, but for the victory of light, we have no choice."

Zhang Deshuai nodded solemnly and responded, "Your Majesty, I am ready to find the artifact no matter what the cost."

Coming out of the secret room, Zhang Deshuai looked solemn and began to prepare for this adventure. He came in front of everyone, embraced Eluvia affectionately, shook hands with the Dwarf King, saluted solemnly to the human soldiers, and then resolutely turned and left.

After several days of hard searching, Zhang Deshuai finally learned from a few words that the artifact might be hidden in a mysterious ruins. The ruins were like a cursed forbidden land, shrouded by powerful and strange magic power, and surrounded by extremely dangerous traps.

Countless adventurers had entered the ruins with great enthusiasm and desire for the artifact, but they all turned into cold bones and never returned. However, this terrifying rumor did not make Zhang Deshuai and his companions feel timid, but instead strengthened their determination to find the artifact.

Zhang Deshuai clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with determination. He said to his partners, "Although the road ahead is difficult, this is our mission. For the sake of light and the future of everyone, we must move forward bravely." His partners nodded one after another, their eyes also filled with determination.

They began to prepare the necessary items and prepare for various possible dangers. Zhang Deshuai carefully studied every detail of the ruins, trying to find some flaws that had not been discovered by his predecessors. At the same time, he continued to hone his magic skills, striving to be able to cope with powerful magic forces.

After more than two months of long and arduous search, Zhang Deshuai finally determined that the target was a cave based on all the clues and information collected.

During these two months, Zhang Deshuai and his companions have been through many hardships. They slept in the open and trudged forward without stopping. They crossed countless mountains and rivers, climbed over towering mountains, and crossed surging rivers. They experienced all kinds of unimaginable difficulties and obstacles on the way. They once lost their way in the raging storms. The wind was howling, the rain was pouring down, and their vision was completely blocked, which made them fall into confusion and panic. They also faced the crisis of extreme water shortage in the endless barren desert. The scorching sun was ruthlessly baking the earth, and the dry air seemed to drain every drop of water from their bodies.

But every time he encountered difficulties, Zhang Deshuai was able to rely on his extremely firm belief and extraordinary leadership ability to lead everyone out of the difficulties step by step.

At this moment, Zhang Deshuai stood quietly at the entrance of the cave, his mood was extremely complicated. He knew very well that this cave might be their last hope, hiding the key to changing the situation; but it was also very likely a trap full of despair, and once stepped into, there would be no turning back.

When Zhang Deshuai arrived in front of this corrupt and evil cave, a strong and pungent stench came like a tide, making him feel sick. The rocks outside the cave were covered with dark and strange mosses, which spread like evil tentacles, giving people a creepy feeling. There was also a layer of black mist that was almost invisible. The mist flowed slowly, as if it had life, revealing an indescribable gloomy atmosphere.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner tension and anxiety, while tightly grasping the staff in his hand, which seemed to be his only support at this moment. Then, he stepped out carefully and walked into the cave. The cave was dark and damp, and the air was filled with a depressing dullness. The sound of dripping water seemed particularly clear in the dead silence, and every sound seemed to hit his heart. A strange fluorescent light flashed on the cave wall, and the fluorescence flickered, as if countless pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness were peeping at him, making him feel cold on his back.

As he continued to go deeper into the cave, the atmosphere in the darkness became more and more solemn. Strange noises were heard from time to time, like low roars or sharp hisses, echoing in this closed space, making people tremble with fear. But Zhang Deshuai had no intention of retreating. His eyes were firm, his steps were steady, and he had only one persistent belief in his heart - to find the artifact.

Finally, not far ahead, Zhang Deshuai saw a green light door. The light door exuded a faint light, which was not bright, but rather had a strange hazy feeling. In the light, there seemed to be countless phantoms twisting and struggling, as if they were tormented souls imprisoned in it. Zhang Deshuai stopped and observed the mysterious light door with a vigilant look. In his heart, he secretly speculated on the scene behind the door. Was it an endless treasure or a deadly trap? However, he knew in his heart that no matter what was waiting for him, he had no way out. For a bright future and to fulfill his mission, he must bravely step in to find the lost artifact.