Chapter 2165 The Last Point
Matthew took a deep breath and began to pinch the magic formula with both hands quickly.
His fingers danced flexibly, and as the magic formula was performed, a powerful and obscure force gradually gathered in his body.
Suddenly, a rune emitting a deep black light slowly rose from his body.
This black rune was like a bright star in the dark night, flashing a heart-pounding light.
Matthew stared at the black rune in front of him, his eyes focused and solemn.
He stretched out his right index finger and carefully touched the black rune lightly.
At the moment when the fingertip touched the rune, a tiny crack appeared on the surface of the rune and spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, the entire black rune collapsed like shattered glass and broke into countless tiny fragments.
These fragments did not scatter everywhere, but under the traction of a strange force, they quickly merged together and turned into a dense black mist.
The black fog was like a ferocious beast, baring its fangs and pouncing on Matthew, wrapping his whole body tightly in it.
Matthew felt his body lighten, and the heavy gravity pressure on him was actually reduced a lot.
He was secretly happy in his heart: "It really works!"
Feeling the relief after the pressure suddenly reduced, Matthew couldn't help but chuckle.
Before the laughter fell, he took a step without hesitation and strode towards the towering steps in front of him.
Each step seemed firm and powerful, as if the steps under his feet were not insurmountable obstacles, but a broad road to success.
As Matthew walked, the black fog transformed by the black runes also moved with him.
This group of black fog was like a tough shield, effectively resisting and weakening part of the gravity pressure from the steps.
With this magical power, Matthew could successfully cross a step in just ten breaths.
However, although the road ahead became relatively smooth, Matthew did not dare to take it lightly.
He always maintained a high level of vigilance, his eyes always fixed on the skinny old man not far above.
The old man had shown an extremely strange speed of movement before, and climbed up the higher steps in a blink of an eye, but since then, he has stopped and stood there quietly without moving.
Matthew secretly speculated: "Looking at him like this, he should be accumulating energy again to prepare for the next more difficult challenge. I can't fall behind too much..."
Thinking of this, Matthew quickened his pace and climbed to a higher place.
The black rune flashed with mysterious light, but the power it could provide could only help Matthew maintain the distance of twenty steps forward.
As Matthew stepped firmly on the steps step by step, the originally thick black fog gradually became thinner, as if it was swallowed up by an invisible force.
Matthew knew in his heart that the black rune had done its best, and it was already quite outstanding to be able to support it to this point.
However, the road ahead was still long and full of unknowns, and he did not hesitate to use another rune he had mastered again.
White rune
In an instant, the white rune burst into dazzling light, and then quickly transformed into a ball of snow-white mist.
This ball of mist, like a lively elf, lightly wrapped around Matthew, forming a tight protective shield.
With this layer of protection, Matthew was able to continue to move forward.
As before, when Matthew finally came to the step where the skinny old man was, the other party really showed the incredible and strange speed of movement again like a ghost.
But this time, the skinny old man did not talk to Matthew as before. He remained silent and focused on his own actions.
What is more noteworthy is that this time, after the skinny old man used that strange speed of movement, he did not cross a full thirty steps in one breath like last time.
This time, he only crossed a mere twenty steps and stopped.
The whole scene became more and more tense and confusing.
Matthew gritted his teeth, moved his legs desperately, and continued to chase upwards.
However, as he continued to climb, the strong gravity above became more and more terrifying, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on him.
Every time he stepped on a new step, the gravity would increase exponentially, hitting his body like a surging wave.
The white mist that could barely hold on for a while before seemed powerless at this moment.
After only ten steps, the white mist was crushed by the strong pressure and could no longer provide effective protection for Matthew.
Faced with such a dilemma, Matthew had no choice but to take a deep breath, concentrate his mind, mobilize the power in his body, and release the gray runes that had been hidden and unused.
In an instant, the gray mist gushed out from around his body, like a layer of heavy armor tightly wrapped around his whole body.
With the blessing of this layer of gray mist, Matthew felt that his body seemed to have become lighter, but the pressure of gravity was still not to be underestimated.
However, at this time, he had no way to retreat, and he had to move forward bravely and continue to move forward with difficulty.
With the continuous power support from the gray runes, Matthew finally succeeded in catching up with the skinny old man again.
At this time, when Matthew stood side by side with the skinny old man on the same step for the third time, the old man's originally calm and composed expression changed instantly. His turbid eyes stared at Matthew closely, revealing an unprecedented solemnity in his eyes.
However, this time, before the skinny old man made any move, Matthew had already reacted quickly.
He saw his hands dancing flexibly, quickly pinching the magic formula, and muttering something.
In an instant, a dazzling yellow light bloomed from his hands, and then a rune emitting bright yellow light slowly emerged.
This yellow rune is Matthew's bottom-line means, and it is the most powerful of all his runes. Matthew has always kept it before, just to play it at the critical moment.
Now, facing the serious situation in front of him, Matthew chose to release this yellow rune without hesitation.
With the appearance of the yellow rune, the surrounding air seemed to be ignited and trembled violently.
In the blink of an eye, the yellow rune turned into a dense yellow mist, like a gorgeous battle armor, tightly wrapped around Matthew's entire body.
At this moment, Matthew was like a god of war in golden armor, exuding a chilling breath.
Under the cover of the yellow mist, Matthew took a deep breath, then resolutely took a step and strode upward.
Every step was accompanied by a slight tremor on the ground and the rolling of the yellow mist.
At this moment, Matthew, who was standing here, could clearly see the two exquisite boxes placed on the top.
They were like two shining pearls, attracting Matthew to keep moving forward.
Matthew prayed silently in his heart, hoping that this yellow rune could support him to the end.