The vast expanse of Demon City was a realm where magic and reality wove together in the most unpredictable ways. Li Yang had already faced countless challenges here, but one thing remained constant: not every monster could be converted into a card. For those that resisted the transformation, they disintegrated into a cloud of ash, leaving no trace of their existence.
Time felt warped within the city. Days? Weeks? Li Yang had lost track. The ambient gloom and relentless mazes made tracking time nearly impossible. However, his spirits lifted when he arrived at the heart of the city and beheld a sight: an intricately designed chest, promising treasures untold.
As Li Yang approached, a chilling darkness enveloped the area, and from the very shadows rose the city's guardian – the supreme demon. Its visage was the stuff of nightmares. Towering over everything, the demon had a swirling form, almost as if made from the night itself. Crimson eyes, scattered randomly over its shapeless body, all fixed their piercing gaze on Li Yang. Long tendrils, dripping with a dark, viscous substance, floated around it. Every movement it made was accompanied by the haunting chorus of a thousand tormented souls.
However, this beast was not there for a physical fight. "Bold of you," the demon's voice echoed, cold and detached, "to wander into my realm. I am but a shadow, and physical blows won't touch me. But I have a challenge for you." The malevolent grin that followed sent shivers down Li Yang's spine.
The ground shifted, revealing a massive board with a hundred tiles. Each tile bore a distinct image. "Spot the five tiles with the pattern of the Dark Star," the demon instructed, "I'll give you one minute to memorize them. After that, I will shuffle the tiles. You will have one hour to find them. Make three mistakes, and your life is forfeit."
Li Yang stepped closer, confidence radiating from him. "You're basically serving victory on a silver platter. My memory hasn't failed me yet," he declared.
The demon snorted dismissively, and the board lit up, displaying the images clearly. Li Yang's eyes darted from tile to tile, meticulously noting the location of the Dark Star patterns. Once the minute was up, the demon reshuffled the board with a swift motion.
"Begin!" it commanded.
Li Yang wasted no time. His fingers danced over the tiles, selecting one after another with rapid precision. In mere moments, he had identified all five Dark Star tiles. The entire ordeal took him no more than five seconds.
The demon's eyes widened in astonishment. The silence that followed was deafening.
"I underestimated you," the demon finally admitted, its voice laced with begrudging respect. The chest clicked open on its own, a sign of Li Yang's triumph.
As Li Yang approached the chest, he couldn't help but smile. For all the dangers of Demon City, it was moments like these that made the journey worth it. He had not only survived the demon's challenge but had also bested it at its own game.
The supreme demon's laughter echoed throughout the chambers of the Demon City, a sound both mirthful and menacing. "Until our paths cross again," its voice echoed as it vanished into the shadows from whence it came.
Li Yang, still trying to process the unexpected end to the confrontation, turned to Lysar. "That's it? I was expecting a battle of epic proportions, not...a matching game."
Lysar rolled his eyes, a hint of amusement in his tone. "Complaining now? If it weren't for your unique memory, you'd be dust by now. Ordinary souls would've perished hundreds of times over in that challenge. Stop grumbling and see what's in the chest. I'm sure you'll find it worth your while."
With a mixture of excitement and caution, Li Yang approached the ornate chest. As he gently lifted its lid, the first thing he saw was a shimmering metallic sphere, which lay nestled next to a vibrant bottle of liquid and an aged book, its cover embossed with intricate patterns.
Lysar, his eyes lighting up at the sight of the sphere, remarked, "Ah, that's a rare artifact! That metallic sphere is a demon clan enhancement card. It can morph into any form you desire—be it armor to shield you or claws to enhance your attack. Truly invaluable."
Li Yang reached out, and the moment his fingers brushed against the sphere, it transformed. In the blink of an eye, it reshaped itself into a sleek card, pulsating with energy. Amazed, Li Yang pocketed it.
However, his attention quickly shifted to the brilliantly hued liquid. Lifting the bottle, he half-jokingly asked, "This isn't some kind of poison, is it?"
Instead of responding, Lysar motioned to the book. "All your answers lie within," he hinted.
Opening the worn pages, Li Yang found detailed descriptions of the items from the chest. Just as Lysar had mentioned, the metal sphere's capabilities were highlighted, but the liquid's properties were even more intriguing. It was an evolutionary elixir, capable of advancing the abilities of any monster card it touched. Such a potion was rare and its effects unpredictable, making it a once-in-a-lifetime enhancement.
Li Yang held the elixir up, its contents swirling in mesmerizing patterns. The temptation to use it immediately was strong, but he resisted. Such an artifact was not to be used impulsively. With reverence, he carefully stored the bottle next to the card.
The city's trials might have been unexpected, but the rewards were undoubtedly worth it. Li Yang felt more equipped than ever, but he also knew that greater challenges awaited. With the treasures from the chest safely in his possession, he prepared to face whatever came next in his journey through the mystical lands.
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