bookbashuk Chapter 2413 Something goes wrong
Chapter 2413 Something goes wrong
"I know you won't tell the truth, so I plan to trap you first."
Matthew had a stern look on his face, his eyes revealing determination and scrutiny. After scolding the Man-Xiao King, he turned his gaze to the ancestor of the blood clan without hesitation. His tone was flat but with unquestionable determination.
After saying this, Matthew slowly raised his palms and began to practice magic.
I saw his fingers dancing flexibly, every movement was precise and swift, as if he was performing an extremely complex and orderly ritual.
As he chanted the magic formula, the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be summoned by something and began to gather towards his hands.
At the same time, a soft light appeared inside the white box, and then, strands of snow-white silk threads slowly emerged from the box.
These threads look very thin, yet they contain a kind of tenacious strength.
After they appeared, there was no pause at all, as if they had their own consciousness, and they gathered straight towards the ancestor of the blood clan.
In the narrow space inside this white box, the ancestor of the blood clan felt a strong threat.
He didn't know what Matthew was going to do, but it was definitely not a good thing, so he tried his best to avoid the approach of these threads.
However, the white threads were like a group of tireless pursuers. Although the blood clan ancestor tried his best to dodge, a large number of threads still penetrated into his body through the gaps in his defense.
His body was trembling slightly, and it was obvious that these threads entering his body had caused him great pain and discomfort.
But the ancestor of the blood clan was also an extremely strong person. He endured the pain and did not utter a scream, but his heart was filled with helplessness and anger.
At this moment, Matthew's hands were still moving without any pause, and then he began to snap his fingers.
Every time he snapped his fingers, a black light would be ejected from his fingertips and sink into the white box like a black meteor.
These black rays were extremely fast, and they caused a slight air flow fluctuation the moment they cut through space.
After the black light entered the box, it seemed to be injected with some kind of evil power, and it quickly gathered towards the ancestor of the blood clan.
Soon, the blood clan ancestor kept roaring unwillingly, and his voice was full of anger and frustration, but his resistance seemed a little powerless under the attack of these black lights, and he could not change anything.
When the black light also penetrated into his body, the blood clan ancestor's body struggle began to become more and more intense.
His body twisted violently, trying to force the contents out of his body or break free from the force that was trapping him.
However, as the black power spread and merged in his body, the blood clan ancestor's struggle began to gradually weaken.
His strength seemed to be locked by an invisible shackle and was gradually being drained away.
At this moment, wisps of purple mist appeared inside the white box again.
These mists are dreamy and exude a mysterious and dangerous atmosphere.
As soon as they appeared, they spread to every corner of the box with an invisible force.
The mist did not penetrate into the body of the blood clan ancestor, but quickly filled the entire box like a tide.
Purple mist rolled and surged in the box like a mysterious ocean.
The figure of the blood clan ancestor in the box was completely covered by the purple mist. Only the purple color remained, and not a trace of him could be seen.
In this purple mist, the ancestor of the blood clan is like a prey trapped in the darkness, and can only wait for an unknown fate to come.
Matthew stood there, looking silently at the box in front of him, his eyes revealing concentration and calmness.
At this moment, he did not continue with any other actions, but just stood there quietly, as if waiting for the changes in the box to reach a critical point.
His figure, illuminated by the surrounding light, exudes a feeling of loneliness yet determination.
After waiting for a while, Matthew slowly raised his right hand and cast a spell.
A purple light flew out from his palm and sank into the box like a meteor.
After this spell entered the box, it immediately caused a slight energy fluctuation inside the box.
With the infusion of this spell, the originally calm purple mist began to churn.
At the beginning, the purple mist was not rolling very fast, like a sleeping beauty who had just been awakened, dancing lazily and slowly.
The purple threads in the mist were entangled with each other, and each roll seemed so gentle.
But after just a dozen breaths, the fog inside the box began to churn violently.
The purple mist suddenly became turbulent like a ignited flame.
The mist was like boiling water, bubbling up continuously, and the entire space was filled with this purple mist.
The mists squeezed and collided with each other, making a low roar, as if it was a roar from hell.
The Man-Goblin King standing next to him also looked at Matthew's actions with curiosity. He stared at Matthew without blinking, his eyes full of curiosity and exploration.
There was a constant light flickering in his heart, and there seemed to be countless thoughts running rapidly in his mind, as if he was thinking about what Matthew was doing.
After the purple mist in the box churned violently for a while, the mist began to shrink as if being gathered by an invisible force.
The fog receded like a black tide, converging towards a central point little by little.
During this process, the figure of the blood clan ancestor, which was covered by fog, reappeared.
However, at this moment, there were some more purple marks on his body.
These marks look like exquisite runes, or like mysterious decorations that grow naturally on the bodies of the vampire ancestors.
Each mark emits a faint purple light, echoing with the surrounding purple mist.
These marks spread along the body of the vampire ancestor, like ancient vines growing on his body.
After the purple mist shrank to a certain extent, it turned into a purple spiral pattern.
This spiral pattern is like a mysterious totem, exuding a deep and mysterious atmosphere.
It slowly emerged from the white box, as if it came from an ancient legend.
The spiral pattern emits a soft purple light, and the surrounding air seems to be dyed purple by this light.
At the moment when the spiral pattern appeared, two spiral patterns also appeared in Matthew's eyes at the same time.
The two spiral patterns were exactly the same as the spiral patterns in the box, as if they had been carved from the same mold.
When the blood clan ancestor saw this situation, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He seemed to have a premonition that an irresistible force was about to come.
The spiral pattern inside the box was exactly the same as what Matthew saw, and the two echoed each other, as if there was an invisible connection between them.
As Matthew moved his fingers, the spiral pattern in the box immediately flew into the left eye of the vampire ancestor.
When the spiral pattern touched the left eye of the blood clan ancestor, his body shook violently, as if he had suffered a huge impact.
His screams came from inside the box, full of pain and despair.
The sound was like the roar of a wounded beast, echoing in the surrounding space.
The ancestor of the blood clan felt that his left eye was as if it was burned by fire, and as if it was constantly pierced by countless needles.
This is not over yet. When the spiral pattern flew into the eyes of the blood clan ancestor, a large amount of purple mist appeared in the box again.
The mist quickly gathered again as if it had been summoned.
But in just a moment, another new purple spiral pattern appeared.
This time, this new spiral pattern carried an unquestionable power and flew directly into the right eye of the blood clan ancestor.
The body of the blood clan ancestor began to tremble violently again. He wanted to resist, but at this time his strength seemed to be drained, and he was unable to block the attack from Matthew.
Both eyes of the blood clan ancestor were invaded by spiral patterns. His face became extremely painful and his whole body was twitching unconsciously.
He wanted to struggle, but the white box seemed to completely isolate him from the outside world, and he couldn't escape at all.
The heart of the blood clan ancestor was filled with anger and unwillingness. He never thought that he would fall into such a desperate situation and be plotted against by Matthew.
Matthew watched all this calmly. In his opinion, this was all part of the plan.
There was no trace of mercy in his eyes, only the certainty that he had control over the situation.
He knew that the ancestor of the blood clan was now firmly under his control, and that what happened next would develop according to his ideas.
The Man-God King stood aside, his curiosity growing stronger and stronger.
He knew that Matthew was very capable, but he never thought that he would use such a strange method to control the ancestor of the blood clan.
He secretly wondered how powerful this spiral pattern was and what further arrangements Matthew would make next.
While the blood clan ancestor was struggling in pain, the air inside and outside the white box was filled with a tense and depressing atmosphere.
Although the purple mist was no longer rolling, it seemed to be solidified and filled with a dangerous aura.
And Matthew is like a chess player who is in control of everything, quietly watching his chess pieces play their due role on the chessboard.
Soon, the struggle in the eyes of the blood clan ancestor began to weaken.
At the same time, the blood-colored rune between his eyebrows began to flicker.
As the rune flickered, it gradually separated from the skin of the vampire ancestor.
But just when the rune was about to completely separate from the forehead of the vampire ancestor.
An accident happened.
The rune that was about to break away began to flash violently at this moment.
Moreover, strange growling sounds came from within the rune.
After watching this scene, Matthew frowned slightly.
This was not what he thought, and it seemed like something was wrong.