MF-novel Chapter 2436 Danger appears
Chapter 2436 Danger appears
The energy waves emanating from the Man-God King were like surging waves, one after another, continuously spreading out in all directions.
Each wave of air contained powerful force. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be stirred into a somewhat unstable state, as if even the surrounding air pressure was changing accordingly.
Matthew followed closely behind the Man-God King, his eyes fixed on the scene in front of him, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
He also took this opportunity to carefully observe the situation inside the cave.
Everything in this cave seems so weird and mysterious, and every detail may hide important clues.
He carefully paid attention to the changes around him, hoping to find some useful information.
He didn't know when the air wave released by the Man-God King would disappear.
The intensity and duration of this air wave exceeded his expectations, but he did not stop and continued to follow the Man-God King.
While observing, Lan Yue in the Qinglong bracelet was also paying close attention to everything outside.
There was a determination gleam in her eyes. The previous setbacks did not discourage her, but made her more determined to prove herself.
She carefully analyzed every change inside and outside the cave, trying to find key information.
After the Man-Man King rushed forward for a distance, his speed did not slow down at all, like a beast rushing towards its prey.
However, when he was about to reach a certain position, he suddenly changed direction.
This change was so sudden that it caught people off guard.
Just when Matthew was about to change direction, he saw the Man-God King open his mouth and a ball of gray gas spurted out of his mouth.
The moment this ball of gray gas appeared, the blood-red mist that was slowly gathering around it changed instantly as if it had met its nemesis.
The blood-colored mist that was originally diffused and entangled together, as if it was affected by some powerful repulsive force the moment it came into contact with the gray gas, began to disperse in all directions.
The retreating trend was extremely obvious; the originally thick fog quickly became thinner, as if being pushed away by an invisible hand.
After dispersing the blood-colored mist, the gray gas did not stop, but directly turned into a big mouth.
The appearance of this big mouth is very strange, and the aura around it lingers with a strange power.
It bit hard at a place where there was still some blood mist.
Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out.
The shrill sound echoed in the cave, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the original silence.
When Matthew saw this, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
He originally thought that the blood-colored mist was just a substance that could corrode spiritual consciousness, but he didn't expect that there were other things hidden in it.
The shrill screams clearly indicated that there were other beings in the blood-colored mist, but he had never seen them before and had no idea of them at all.
As the big mouth made of gray gas retreated, the movement was decisive and smooth.
Only then did Matthew see clearly that the blood-colored gas that the previous figure had turned into after being shattered was now being bitten by the big mouth and was being dragged out of the fog bit by bit.
The bloody gas was struggling, as if resisting something, but in front of this unknown force, its resistance seemed so powerless.
The scream just now obviously came from this gas.
The sound continued to echo in the cave, carrying with it endless pain.
Matthew could feel a strong sense of uneasiness, as if something was being awakened.
Matthew originally wanted to ask King Xiao to stop temporarily so that he could observe the bloody gas carefully.
However, the movements of the Man-God King were too fast.
Before Matthew could give the order, the Goblin King had already rushed over and swallowed up the bloody gas.
It happened so fast that Matthew didn't have time to react.
Of course Matthew knew that the Goblin King didn't do this on purpose.
He could sense from the breath of the Man-God King when he was moving that the Man-God King had a fanatical desire for the bloody gas.
This desire is extremely strong; it is almost driven by instinct.
This is probably because the blood-colored gas is of great use to the Man-God King.
Perhaps this blood-colored gas contains some kind of energy that is extremely precious to the Man-God King.
After swallowing the blood-colored gas, the Man-God King returned to his original appearance.
The air waves on his body also disappeared, and the previous turbulent waves seemed to have suddenly calmed down.
At this moment, he was still standing there quietly, as if he was recalling what he had just gained, or thinking about what to do next.
Matthew took a deep breath, which seemed to draw all the air around him into his lungs.
His eyes were drawn to the Man-God King as if by a magnet and never left him.
The huge and silent body of the Man-God King exuded an indescribable sense of power, which attracted him involuntarily.
His heart was filled with doubts and curiosity at this moment, and those questions about the bloody gas kept circling in his mind.
What kind of secret does that bloody gas hide?
Why did it cause such a big response in this cave?
These questions were like seeds that took root and sprouted in his heart, driving him to continue searching for answers.
It’s a pity that although the Man-God King has a certain degree of intelligence, he is still unable to communicate normally with Matthew.
There seemed to be a lot of unknown information hidden in the deep eyes of the Man-God King, but Matthew could not interpret any meaningful clues from them.
Therefore, Matthew could only temporarily suppress the doubts that were flooding in his heart and focus on the exploration at hand.
The energy waves on the Man-God King finally disappeared, like a surging tide receding, leaving only a relatively calm space.
The blood-colored mist that had been temporarily dispersed by the impact of the air wave began to slowly gather again.
Relying on what he had carefully observed when the air wave existed before, as well as the subtle differences in his memory and his keen perception of space, Matthew now led the Man-God King to a location nearby.
There are strange stone pillars of various shapes in other places, but the place where Matthew is now is an empty space.
This open space is the limit of the impact of the air wave.
When Matthew arrived at this area, the blood-red mist around him, which had been relatively calm, began to become restless at this moment.
At first there was only a slight surge, as if something was stirring within.
Gradually, the fog began to churn violently, like boiling water, constantly surging and rolling upwards.
Seeing this, Matthew narrowed his eyes slightly and took a defensive stance.
His eyes were fixed on the swirling fog, not missing any subtle changes.
Since entering this mysterious cave, apart from the brief fluctuations caused by the sudden appearance of the bloody figure, no other unexpected situations have occurred inside.
Even the blood-red mist that had been pervading the cave appeared calm most of the time, as if it was just an ordinary scenery in the cave.
However, at this moment, the blood-colored mist was swirling so violently, which meant that something was wrong.
This could be a sign of danger or a major opportunity.
But no matter what, Matthew had to remain vigilant and be careful to deal with dangers that might arise at any time.
The spell could not be cast, which deprived Matthew of many means of dealing with danger.
In such an unknown and unpredictable environment, he can only rely on his own physical strength and instincts to deal with possible crises.
While being on guard against possible dangers, Matthew's eyes would occasionally glance at the Man-God King standing next to him.
The tall figure of the Man-God King was looming in the mist, as if he was also quietly watching everything that was about to happen.
When the blood-colored mist started to roll, the Goblin King did not react at all.
He still stood there motionless, like an unshakable mountain, exuding a calm and resolute aura.
But as the blood-colored mist continued to swirl, an invisible force seemed to be contained in the mist, which began to affect the Man-God King.
The expression on the face of the Man-God King gradually began to change.
At first, he just became a little impatient, his brows slightly furrowed, and a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
After a long time, the flesh on the face of the Man-God King began to twitch, and the spasming muscles made his face look somewhat hideous.
At the same time, a low growl would come out of his mouth from time to time. The sound was low and powerful, as if it was his dissatisfaction with the unknown shouting out from the bottom of his heart.
Even his body began to bend slightly, with his front legs slightly bent and his hind legs slightly squatted, like a hunter ready to attack at any time.
This is clearly the posture of the Man-Xiao King preparing for battle.
His enormous power seemed to be about to explode at this moment, and he could deal a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.
Seeing this, Matthew became more alert and did not dare to be careless at all.
He knew that some powerful guy was about to appear in the blood-colored fog.
With his many years of experience in cultivating immortals and his keen intuition, he could sense the crisis that was about to break out.
The changes in the fog continued, and every roll brought an invisible pressure.
Matthew could feel the pressure building, like a mountain slowly approaching.
The same was true for the Man-God King. His muscles became more and more tense, and the fighting spirit became more and more obvious.
The cave was silent at this moment. There was nothing but the swirling fog and the tense atmosphere of the impending battle.
However, this silence makes people even more frightened, because everyone knows that beneath the calm there are often endless storms.
Matthew stood there, leaning forward slightly, his feet firmly planted on the ground, as if he wanted to merge with the land.
He always maintains the best posture, ready for possible attacks.
The Man-God King stood motionless, like a sculpture.
His body swayed slightly as the mist rolled, but his eyes remained firm.
His eyes, which exuded a mysterious aura, were fixed on the area where the fog was thickest, as if he wanted to penetrate the layers of fog and find the enemy hidden therein.
The entire cave was filled with a tense atmosphere, and the impending battle was like a dark cloud, hanging over Matthew's heart.