EBE Chapter 2392 Effect, Want to Devour
Chapter 2392 Effect, Want to Devour
As time slowly passed, Matthew's figure gradually emerged from the cave.
The moment he finally stepped out of the cave, the scene before him made him shudder.
Everything around was indeed covered in crimson, just as Huang Jinjia had said before.
This deep red color was as rich as substance, as if it had been endlessly dyed with blood, spreading throughout the entire space without any impurities.
The walls of the cave appeared to have been wiped by a giant bloody hand, and they were a dizzying deep red.
The dark red lines on the ground beneath your feet are like veins hidden deep within, emitting a dangerous aura.
Even those seemingly ordinary stones could not escape the deep red color. In this depressing atmosphere, they were like traps hidden in the dark.
Matthew stood there quietly, his eyes filled with caution and vigilance as if he was facing an abyss.
He knew very well that even though the seventh floor had been presented to him without reservation, it must be like a maze full of dangers. More dangers and unknowns were like poisonous snakes hidden in the darkness, spitting out their tongues and waiting for him.
He began to move his eyes slowly, scanning every corner, trying to find even a trace of useful clues in this strange environment.
Then he began to move around carefully.
Every step he took seemed so light that it seemed weightless. He didn't want to alert the possible dangers lurking around him because of even the slightest movement.
Matthew knew very well in his heart that this place was full of hidden dangers, so he had already prepared himself.
Before walking out of the cave, he calmly took the evil-removing pill.
Although his confidence in his own strength was as firm as a rock, he understood that in this mysterious Blood Cave, being careless would be like exposing his throat to the enemy, which was absolutely unacceptable.
He continued to move forward slowly, following the army.
Matthew silently estimated the time in his mind. He knew very well that according to the vampires' usual style and speed, they must be the first group of people to arrive at the seventh floor.
At this moment, in this seventh floor, according to common sense, there should be no other cultivators appearing except the vampires.
As Matthew continued to advance with the army, his eyes suddenly and inadvertently turned to a rock wall next to him.
At first the rock face looked like any other, like an ordinary face hidden among many identical faces.
However, based on the information he had previously obtained from the Golden Armor, Matthew knew that there must be something unusual hidden in this seemingly ordinary rock wall.
The moment Matthew turned his gaze over there, the rock wall suddenly lit up with a dazzling blood-red light without any warning.
The bloody light was like a demon that had been suppressed for a long time and suddenly gained liberation, filling the entire field of vision in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, in the flash of blood light, a blood-colored monster slowly emerged from the rock wall.
This bloody monster looked like the dried corpse of some kind of ape-like monster, but it also had unique and terrifying features.
Its dry mouth was filled with sharp fangs, each of which was like a carefully polished dagger, flashing with a cold light.
There is a slightly curved claw at the top of each limb, and the texture of the claw looks extremely hard, as if it can easily tear apart anything that resists.
"Bloody ghost..." Matthew couldn't help but mutter in his heart after seeing this monster.
This monster looked exactly like the bloody evil ghost that he was familiar with and that was described to him by the Golden Armor.
He knew in his heart that the blood demon had many forms, and the one before him was just the most common one.
Matthew stood there, without any panic or fear.
He secretly estimated the strength of this bloody ghost and found that the aura it exuded was at most not much different from that of a cultivator in the Jindan stage.
With his own strength, under normal circumstances, he could kill it with just a slight wave of his hand.
However, Matthew was not fooled by the relaxed situation.
He clearly remembered that Huang Jinjia had once solemnly told him that in this Blood Demon Cave, one must never kill the Blood Demon Ghost lightly.
This is because once the blood evil ghost dies, it is likely to attract the terrifying blood evil miasma.
In this Blood Demon Cave, the threat posed by the Blood Demon Ghost itself is actually relatively small, while the Blood Demon Miasma is a truly terrifying existence like the Grim Reaper's scythe.
When this bloody ghost appeared, things took an unexpected turn.
Within the other rock walls, as if receiving some kind of unified command, dozens of blood-killing ghosts of similar size to this one appeared one after another.
However, the doubts in Matthew's heart continued to surge like a tide.
He saw clearly that these bloody ghosts were emitting a brutal aura that was so strong that it was almost tangible. That aura was like a materialized demonic barrier, making them look like demons crawling out of the abyss of hell. Just by standing there, the air around them seemed to solidify a little, and a terrifying feeling of oppression permeated the air.
However, this blood-killing ghost that seemed ready to launch a fierce attack at any time just stayed quietly where it was, as if it was under a spell of immobilization, and had no intention of pouncing on the attack at all.
They stood in neat rows around, their blood-red eyes like bright searchlights, their light revealing coldness and greed, constantly scanning everything around them.
Matthew stood there, his expression solemn, his eyes scanning everything sharply.
He is not an ordinary person. He does not have so many complicated thoughts in his mind, but he has a calm and intelligent heart and will never be easily confused by the appearances in front of him.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, stood there quietly, and began to think rapidly in his mind.
After a moment, he felt as if he had seen the clear sky after the clouds had parted, and his mind became clear.
He thought silently in his heart: "It turns out that the mist has such a wonderful effect. It can block some of the senses of the blood demons and prevent them from rashly attacking blood food. It seems that the blood clan has studied the environment and biological characteristics of this blood demon cave."
As Matthew gradually went deeper into this mysterious area, he observed the blood demon's every move more carefully.
He discovered that the states of these blood evil ghosts were not all the same, but were different.
Although some of the blood ghosts appeared to remain motionless, as if they were forgotten by time, Matthew could sense that their muscles were like taut bowstrings, tense and full of strength, just like a cheetah ready to pounce, lurking there quietly, and would pounce on its prey with lightning speed at the slightest sign of trouble.
Some of the blood-killing ghosts had ferocious looks on their faces, with the muscles on their faces like protruding rocks, and hideous lines crisscrossing each other, as if telling of endless anger.
They kept making low roars, which echoed in the silent space like dull war drums, hitting Matthew's heart again and again, making people feel a sense of urgency in their hearts, as if under the roar, an invisible oppression was gradually spreading.
Matthew noticed that the two Divine Transformation monks walking in front had obviously also discovered the existence of the Blood Demon Ghost.
Their brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a barely perceptible hint of alertness in their eyes, but other than that, they did not make any move.
The actions of these two Divine Transformation monks undoubtedly conveyed a message to Matthew.
The vampires must know much more about the characteristics of the blood demon than he knows.
The calmness and composure they displayed when facing these blood demons made Matthew deeply aware of how much confidence the vampires had in the blood demons.
The blood clan obviously had sufficient understanding and preparation. Only in this way could they simply ignore the constantly appearing blood evil ghosts without any panic or rash actions to deal with these blood evil ghosts. Everything was under their control.
As the army continued to steadily advance into this mysterious area, the frequency of the blood-killing ghosts' appearances also increased sharply.
Sometimes, in just a moment of turning around, hundreds of bloody ghosts would appear at once, and they would rush towards the army like a tide. However, when they reached a certain distance, they were blocked by an invisible force and could only pace on the spot, constantly roaring from their mouths. The sound echoed in the air, as if it was a call from hell.
The frequent appearance of bloody ghosts made this space even more tense and depressing.
However, no matter how many blood evil ghosts appeared, none of them dared to actually rush over and launch an attack.
Gradually, Matthew's curiosity about the bloody ghost faded and his interest was no longer so strong.
In his opinion, although these bloody ghosts had powerful auras and ferocious appearances, they seemed to have lost some of their threat under the cover of the mysterious mist.
However, the Man-God King seemed to have discovered some treasure, and kept conveying the same emotion to Matthew. The strong desire and eagerness clearly showed its determination to devour the Blood Demon.
Matthew was shocked. He never thought that the Man-God King would be interested in these blood-dead ghosts that looked a little tricky.
Matthew quietly released his spiritual sense without making any sound, and carefully observed the situation of the two Divine Transformation monks leading the team in front.
The Man-God King seemed to have received some kind of instruction. He quietly emerged from his shadow, turned into a black shadow, and quickly drilled towards a blood-killing ghost close to the ground at an extremely fast speed.
The bloody ghost was lying on the ground like a still statue, constantly making low growls from its mouth. The low growls seemed to carry an invisible deterrent force.
However, when the black shadow transformed by the Man-Goblin King instantly wrapped around his body like a ghost, the black shadow flashed, and the blood-red ghost disappeared from the spot in an instant.
This sudden scene, from the appearance of the black shadow to the disappearance of the blood-red ghost, took only a breath of time, so fast that it was almost imperceptible.
The other blood ghosts seemed to have never noticed that a companion had disappeared beside them. They continued pacing and roaring in the same place, as if all this was beyond their ignorant cognition.
After a brief pause, the black shadow continued to move towards another blood-killing ghost next to it like a ghost.