bookbashuk Chapter 2391 The 7th Floor Arrived
Chapter 2391 The 7th Floor Arrived
As the two words came out of the mouth of the Divine Transformation cultivator, the entire space seemed to have been accelerated in an instant.
Within the blood-eating army, the sound of bells seemed to be suddenly injected with a rapid force. The tone suddenly became rapid, and the sounds of bells one after another intertwined together, like a rapid war drum, urging the blood-eating army to speed up.
The blood food at the front of the team seemed to have received some silent instructions and began to slowly walk towards the cave entrance.
Although their steps were a little slow, they revealed an irresistible mechanical feeling, like puppets being pulled by invisible strings.
Matthew witnessed all this, with a barely perceptible light flashing in his eyes.
He knew it was time to react accordingly.
He quickly and calmly retreated to his original position. His movements were light and natural, and did not attract any unusual attention from anyone around him.
After putting away the Goblin Queen, he continued to move forward with the main force.
Then, like the other blood-feeding monks around him, he shook the bell in his hand steadily, driving the seemingly unaware blood-feeding monks around him to keep moving forward.
The army was like a slowly flowing blood-red river, moving in an orderly manner towards the inside of the cave under the "command" of the bells.
Matthew was already clear about the situation ahead, so he knew very well that he must not make any unusual moves at this time.
He blended into the blood-eating army with an expressionless face. Seemingly careless, but actually fully focused, he entered the cave smoothly.
However, as soon as he stepped into the cave, Matthew discovered that the ground under his feet was slowly moving.
The rhythm of the movement was very strange, as if it was moving according to some specific rhythm, or as if an invisible hand was gently pushing it.
Matthew lowered his head slightly and observed carefully for a while, his eyes moving back and forth between the ground and the surrounding cave walls.
After taking a few glances, he understood everything.
There must be a magic circle carefully arranged inside this cave, and he is now within the range of this mysterious magic circle.
He cast his gaze towards the blood-feeding monks around him, and saw that all the other blood-feeding monks were standing firmly on the ground with their feet, without any signs of moving, as if they were rooted in the same place.
Seeing this, Matthew also stopped moving and stood there quietly, allowing the ground beneath his feet to slowly carry him forward.
At this moment, the two Jindan monks at the door followed closely and entered the cave.
However, after they entered, the two incense burners they were holding disappeared.
Matthew thought to himself that it should still be placed at the entrance of the cave.
Matthew was originally at the very end of the army, and now after two Divine Transformation monks came in, they stood not far from him.
This distance is neither too close nor too far, just right.
Matthew was not afraid of these two people in his heart.
With his current strength and the skills he has practiced, he has great confidence that he can kill the two men in a short time.
But he knew very well that there was no need to do so at the moment.
His current mission is to explore the secrets of the blood clan rather than having a head-on conflict with these divine monks too early. After all, doing so might disrupt all his plans and expose his whereabouts.
So Matthew just stood there, like a cornerstone rooted in place, letting the ground beneath his feet carry him slowly forward.
The two Jindan cultivators stood aside, their attention mainly focused on the blood-feeding army, and they did not focus their eyes on this seemingly inconspicuous Jindan cultivator.
In their opinion, this Jindan cultivator was too ordinary in the entire blood-feeding army and there was nothing worthy of their attention.
They stayed there for a moment, like two guardians from above, observing everything in front of them.
Then, as if they had suddenly made a new decision, they began to move forward.
This time, they moved extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, like two streaks of light, disappearing from Matthew's sight.
After the two figures completely disappeared, Matthew seemed to have received some kind of signal and called out the Man-God King again.
His Goblin King appeared beside him silently like a wisp of black smoke.
He once again used the Soul Fusion Technique to further merge himself with the surrounding environment, and then walked quickly forward.
His figure quickly shuttled among the blood-eating army, like a nimble fish.
He must always be aware of the situation ahead. After all, it is not appropriate to rashly use his spiritual sense in such a mysterious and dangerous place.
Once the spiritual sense is overused or the scope of exploration is too large, it will easily arouse the vigilance of the magic array or other hidden forces here, which will bring unnecessary trouble to oneself.
Matthew's speed was also extremely fast. He was like an invisible gust of wind. In just a few breaths, he had reached the front of the blood-eating army.
When I reached the front, I just happened to see the two Divine Transformation monks standing there and casting spells.
They were seen making seals with their hands and muttering something. Magic spells flew out from their fingertips, streaking strange lights in the air and then merging into the rock walls on both sides.
As the two continued to cast spells, the smoke that had previously entered the cave now slowly emerged from the rock walls on both sides.
The smoke was grayish white and looked very hazy, like a layer of veil covering the rock wall.
Matthew's eyes were fixed on the smoke, without a trace of slackness in his eyes.
He soon discovered that after appearing, the smoke did not dissipate randomly like ordinary smoke, but each wisp seemed to have its own consciousness and drilled accurately into the body of the blood eater.
The action of entering was very covert, and if you didn't observe carefully, you couldn't detect it at all.
Matthew was full of doubts, not knowing what the smoke was for. He frowned and thought for a moment, then without any hesitation, he immediately returned to his original position.
After returning to his original position, Matthew concentrated and began to feel the smoke entering his body.
He could feel this thing flowing slowly through his meridians like a trickle, and finally staying in his dantian.
Matthew tried to use the spiritual power in his body to touch the smoke, but found that it did not have any spiritual fluctuations and did not carry any toxins.
Moreover, the mist did not seem like a restriction or something like that, because it did not have any restrictive or rejection reaction on Matthew's spiritual power or dantian.
Matthew did not disturb the mist. He let it stay quietly in his dantian, like a mysterious visitor.
He was really curious to see what this thing did. His eyes were full of anticipation and caution. He just stood there quietly, looking at the blood-feeding monks around him.
After a while, the army began to slowly walk out of the cave.
Although Matthew hadn't come out yet, he had already smelled a pungent fishy smell.
The fishy smell was very strong, like a surging tide rushing towards him, filling his nostrils and making his brows frown slightly.
"We've reached the seventh floor!"
Matthew's mind suddenly recalled what the Golden Armor had told him. This smell was one of the unique signs of the seventh floor.
He thought to himself that it seemed that he was one step closer to his goal.