The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Chapter 2165 The Last Point

After taking a deep breath, Matthew began to quickly make hand gestures.

I saw his fingers dancing flexibly and as he performed the magic formula, a powerful and hidden force gradually gathered in his body.

Suddenly, a rune emitting a deep black light slowly rose out of his body.

This black rune is 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 tapped the black rune.

At the moment the fingertips 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 shattered into countless tiny pieces.

These fragments did not scatter everywhere, but were quickly merged together under the pull of a strange force and turned into a thick black mist.

The black fog was like a ferocious beast, baring its fangs and pouncing on Matthew, wrapping his whole body tightly.

Matthew only felt his body lighten, and the heavy gravity that was originally exerted on him was actually reduced a lot.

He was secretly delighted: "It really works!"

Matthew couldn't help but chuckle as he felt the relief after the pressure was suddenly reduced.

Before his laughter died down, he took a step forward without hesitation and strode towards the towering steps in front of him.

Each step seems firm and powerful, as if the steps under your feet are not insurmountable obstacles, but a broad road to success.

As Matthew walked, the black mist transformed by the black runes also moved.

This ball of black mist was like a tough shield, effectively resisting and weakening some of the gravity pressure from the steps.

With this magical power, Matthew can successfully cross a step in just ten breaths or so.

However, even though the road ahead became relatively smooth, Matthew did not dare to take it lightly.

He remained highly alert at all times, his eyes fixed on the skinny old man not far above.

The old man had previously demonstrated an extremely strange speed of movement, climbing up to a higher step in the blink of an eye, but since then, he stopped and stood there quietly without moving.

Matthew speculated secretly, "Looking at him like this, he should be gathering his energy to prepare for the more difficult challenges ahead. I can't fall too far behind..."

Thinking of this, Matthew quickened his pace and tried his best to climb higher.

The black rune flickered with mysterious light, but the power it could provide was only enough to help Matthew move forward twenty steps.

As Matthew stepped firmly onto the stairs step by step, the originally thick inky 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 tried its best, and it was already quite remarkable that it could hold out to this extent.

However, the road ahead was still long and full of unknowns, so he did not hesitate to cast another rune he mastered.

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's body, forming a tight protective shield.

With this protection, Matthew was able to continue moving forward.

Just like before, when Matthew finally reached the steps where the skinny old man was, the other party really displayed his incredible and strange movement speed like a ghost again.

But this time, the skinny old man did not talk to Matthew as he did before. He remained silent and concentrated on his own actions.

What is more noteworthy is that this time, after the skinny old man displayed that strange movement speed, he did not cross the thirty steps in one breath like last time.

This time, he only crossed twenty steps and then stopped.

The whole scene became increasingly tense and confusing.

Matthew gritted his teeth, moved his legs desperately, and continued to chase upwards.

However, as he continued to climb, the powerful gravity above became more and more terrifying, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on him.

Every time he stepped onto a new step, the gravity would increase exponentially, hitting his body like a surging wave.

The white mist that had been able to hold on for a while before now seemed unable to do so.

After only ten steps, the white mist was defeated by the powerful pressure and could no longer provide effective protection for Matthew.

Faced with such a dilemma, Matthew had no choice. He took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, mobilized the power in his body, and released the gray rune that had been hidden and unused.

In an instant, gray mist gushed out from around his body, tightly wrapping his entire body like a thick layer of armor.

With the help of this layer of gray mist, Matthew felt that his body seemed to become lighter, but the pressure of gravity was still not to be underestimated.

However, at this point he had no way to retreat and could only move forward bravely and continue to make difficult progress.

With the continuous power support from the gray runes, Matthew finally succeeded in catching up with the skinny old man again.

At this moment, 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 expression changed instantly. His turbid eyes stared at Matthew, and his eyes revealed an unprecedented solemnity.

However, this time, before the skinny old man could make any move, Matthew reacted quickly.

I saw him dancing his hands flexibly, making quick hand gestures and muttering something.

In an instant, a dazzling yellow light burst out from his hand, followed by a rune emitting bright yellow light slowly emerging.

This yellow rune was Matthew's last resort, and it was the most powerful of all his runes. Matthew had always kept it in reserve, just to be used at the critical moment.

Now, facing the serious situation, Matthew chose to release this yellow rune without hesitation.

As the yellow rune appeared, the surrounding air seemed to be ignited and began to tremble violently.

In the blink of an eye, the yellow rune turned into a thick yellow mist, like a gorgeous armor, tightly wrapping Matthew's entire body.

At this moment, Matthew was like a god of war in golden armor, exuding a terrifying aura.

Shrouded in the yellow mist, Matthew took a deep breath, then took a resolute step forward and strode upwards.

Every step taken was accompanied by a slight tremor in the ground and the rolling and surging of yellow mist.

At this moment, Matthew, standing here, could clearly see the two exquisite boxes placed on the top.

They were like two shining pearls, attracting Matthew to move closer.

Matthew prayed silently in his heart, hoping that this yellow rune could support him to the end.