PDLP Chapter 2424 Hidden True Strength
Chapter 2424 Hidden True Strength
When the Blood God Sword was completely formed, the atmosphere in the entire cave seemed to become more solemn.
The mysterious aura emanating from the Blood God Sword was like materialized pressure, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.
At this moment, the completely insane voice of the blood dwarf came from the statue.
The sound was like a devil's voice, echoing in the cave, making people feel a little nervous.
"I did it. I finally did it."
The blood dwarf's voice was full of madness and arrogance, as if he had achieved his long-cherished wish and accomplished some amazing feat.
As the blood dwarf's voice just came out, the statue also made corresponding movements.
It suddenly stretched out its huge palm and grabbed towards the Blood Sword.
Although the movement seemed a little slow, it was full of power and majesty, as if it could tear apart the entire space.
The whole process went very smoothly without any accidents.
After all, now that the Blood Sword has been completely formed, the connection between it and the statue is innate.
The Blood Sword seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, slowly floating towards the palm of the statue.
The moment the statue's hand grasped the Blood Sword, a powerful energy wave burst out from the statue.
The entire statue began to tremble, with such a fast frequency and such a large amplitude that people could not help but marvel.
The statue's trembling was not without pattern.
Every nerve and muscle in it seemed to become active in the trembling, as if cheering for this hard-earned strength.
And this power came from the Blood Sword that it had just held.
As the statue trembled, a hint of blood appeared on the Blood Sword.
The blood light was not constant, but was constantly flowing and emitting on the Blood Sword.
The color of this blood light is as bright as blood, as if it was condensed from the blood of countless living creatures.
As it flowed on the Blood God Sword, it was like a winding red python, constantly devouring the surrounding spiritual energy and converting it into its own power.
Matthew stared at the Blood Sword closely, not missing any details.
He soon discovered an extremely subtle change.
After the blood light flickers on the Blood Sword for about three breaths, it will immediately disappear.
After the old blood light disappeared, a new blood light appeared. If you didn't observe carefully, it would be difficult to notice this situation.
After all, the time between the old and new blood rays was too short.
The time interval was so short that it was almost imperceptible, as if the Blood Sword had been continuously releasing the same blood light.
While observing the Blood Sword, Matthew's eyes would occasionally look towards the feet of the statue.
He knew that the purple light there was also one of the important signs to judge the progress of the blood dwarf plan.
At this time, the purple light under the feet of the statue had completely disappeared.
In the entire cave, the only sounds left were the bloody light of the Blood God's Sword and the trembling of the statue.
However, Matthew knew that the purple light had only hidden itself and had not disappeared.
It is like a predator lurking in the dark, waiting for the best moment to attack.
Matthew knew very well that since Zi Mang had not taken any action yet, it meant that the blood dwarf's plan had not been fully completed.
Therefore, what he has to do now is to wait patiently.
He must remain alert at all times in case anything unexpected happens.
The statue's trembling continued, and each tremor seemed more violent than the last.
Every time the statue trembles, the jade on the parts of its body that have not yet completely turned into skin will fall off.
Compared with previous times, the amount of scattered jade this time was very small.
Every time a piece of jade fell off, the original position of the jade on the statue was quickly covered by the new skin.
This indicates that the transformation of the statue has entered its final stage.
At this time, Matthew also understood that the blood dwarf's plan would not be completed until the skin of the statue completely appeared.
He stared at the changes in the skin of the statue and couldn't help feeling a little anxious.
His primary purpose of entering the Blood Demon Cave this time was to kill the blood dwarf and obtain the blood demon's true blood.
And now, both of his goals have failed.
The blood dwarf cannot be killed easily. He has completed his transformation and possesses a nearly invincible body.
As for the true blood of the Blood Demon, it is even more impossible to obtain.
In order to revive the Blood God, the Blood Dwarf has injected all of his blood into the Blood God Sword.
Now the blood evil true blood in the Blood God Sword has become a part of the power of the Blood God, and it is impossible for him to take it out.
However, Matthew's current mentality is surprisingly good.
He knew that as long as he moved the Blood God's clone away, he could continue with his other plans.
Matthew stood there quietly, his eyes fixed on the Blood God's clone, thinking silently about the current situation, as if he was playing an important chess game concerning life and death.
His eyes were deep and focused, and a firm light flashed in them from time to time, which seemed particularly steady in the dim light of the cave.
The process of the Blood God's avatar's transformation seemed quite slow, like a mysterious ritual that continued for years without any pause.
Every passing minute and every second seems particularly clear in the silent atmosphere of the cave, as if time has become heavy and tangible in this process.
The changes in the clone were subtle but firm, like a faint light that gradually grew in the darkness; although it was not dazzling, it continued to grow stronger.
Time passed little by little, and Matthew kept estimating the time in his mind.
From the moment he first saw the Blood God's clone holding the Blood God Sword to this moment, at least dozens of hours have passed.
These dozens of hours might be a long and difficult ordeal for ordinary people, but for Matthew, it was a precise control of every change with full concentration.
At this moment, the transformation of the Blood God's incarnation has also reached the critical final moment.
Its changes are like a butterfly about to break out of its cocoon, accumulating its last strength in the final stage, waiting for the moment that will astonish the world.
At this time, there was no trace of jade on the Blood God's clone's body. The places where the jade once remained seemed to be completely wiped out by some invisible force, and instead, the entire body was turned into skin as thick and bright as blood.
The blood-red skin is smooth and even in color, exuding a unique texture.
The eyes of the Blood God's incarnation were no longer blank and lifeless as before, and they were expressionless as if they were just relics of the past.
At this moment, those eyes were like lit torches, and bursts of spiritual light began to emerge from them.
The spiritual light flickered unsteadily, sometimes bright and dazzling, as if it could illuminate the entire cave, and sometimes dim and faint, like hidden starlight.
But every flash conveys endless majesty, as if in its eyes, everything is an ant and will be controlled by its supreme power.
At this moment full of oppression and mystery, a whistling sound suddenly came from the big hole in the ground.
The whistling sound echoed in the space of the cave, causing the air flow to surge wildly.
It is like an invisible force, impacting every inch of space, exaggerating the sense of urgency of breaking free from the shackles to the extreme.
As the whistling sound continued, a sense of shock as if the world was just created arose, and it seemed that a devastating force was about to burst out from the cave.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of people flew out of the big hole.
Their movements were light and agile, as if pulled by an invisible force, and they landed accurately on the open space next to them without any panic or disorder.
These people were dressed in blood-red robes that fluttered in the wind like dancing flames, carrying a hot and arrogant aura.
Everyone's face was filled with excitement and their eyes were shining with passion, as if they saw endless glory and power beckoning to them.
They knelt down in unison before the Blood God's clone, their movements consistent and without error, as if they had already rehearsed it countless times.
They knelt in a standard and solemn posture, with their foreheads touching the ground, showing their absolute awe and loyalty to the Blood God's incarnation.
"Welcome the Lord God to the human world!"
After these people knelt on the ground, they shouted in unison. Their voices were uniform, loud and powerful, echoing throughout the entire cave, as if to make the cave tremble.
Judging from their expressions and movements, everyone seemed extremely excited, and the excitement was beyond words, as if they were about to usher in a feast that would change their destiny.
Matthew watched all this silently, his eyes full of vigilance and thought.
He noticed that among these people was not only the leader of the Black Evil Sect, but he was kneeling respectfully at this moment, the arrogance and confidence on his face disappeared, replaced by awe of the Blood God's incarnation.
And there were the three people who had fought with them in that cave before.
The faces of those three people now looked a little more pious and fanatical, their eyes were filled with desire for power and worship for the Blood God's avatar. The moment they saw the Blood God's avatar, they seemed to have found the sustenance and pursuit of their lives.
Moreover, the most important thing is that these dozens of people are all at the level of Divine Transformation.
If these people were to unite at this moment, the power they would possess would undoubtedly be extremely terrifying.
Matthew stared at the people kneeling on the ground, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This should be the true hidden strength of the blood clan. Its strength is really terrifying."
He knew very well that once such strength was fully displayed, it would be a huge shock to the entire world of cultivation.
Many forces in the human world would probably find it difficult to resist such a powerful vampire.
Those forces that usually dominate the human world and are quite influential would probably appear extremely small and fragile in front of the powerful force of the vampires, and would have no ability to compete with it at all.
Even the God-Slaying Temple, which has extremely high prestige and powerful strength in the human world, would find it difficult to be sure of gaining the upper hand if it were to confront this blood clan force head-on.
Originally, Matthew always thought that he was a unique existence in the human world with the help of several helpers in the God Transformation Stage.
He was quite confident in his own strength and that of his helpers, and he never underestimated the enemy when facing various challenges.
However, facing the truth revealed at this moment, he deeply realized how narrow his cognition was.
At this moment, he couldn't help but realize with some shame that his previous complacency was only due to his limited knowledge and experience. He was like a frog in a well, who only saw a small piece of the sky and thought that was the whole world. He was really too arrogant.
The vampires possess such powerful strength that if they were to confront the demons head-on, it would surely be an earth-shattering battle.
Neither side should be underestimated, and every battle may cause violent turmoil between heaven and earth, causing great suffering to all living things.
While sighing, a hint of excitement quietly welled up in Matthew's heart.
There was a sharp light in his eyes, his thoughts were racing, and the bold plan emerged in his mind.
He secretly thought to himself, if so many people including the Blood God could be moved to the Demon Clan’s base camp, what kind of waves would that cause?
He firmly believed that even just one fight between the two sides would be enough to cause heavy losses to both sides and seriously damage their vitality.
"I don't think Mo Tu would know that there is such a huge organization hidden in the human world."
Matthew licked his lips gently, thinking to himself.
There was a hint of cunning and anticipation in his eyes, as if he had seen a beautiful picture unfolding before his eyes.
He was originally going to deal with Mo Tu, but now he accidentally learned about the plan of the blood clan. With the help of the old man Zi Ding, a great opportunity was presented to him.
If we can cleverly use this opportunity to involve the two major forces of the vampires and the demons in a fierce dispute, it will undoubtedly be a great thing for the human world.
If the God-Slaying Temple can also be involved, the dispute will become more intense and complicated, and the situation will be more favorable to the human world.
The vampires and the demons are the two most powerful forces in the world of immortal cultivation.
Their fights and competitions often affect the pattern and fate of the entire world of immortal cultivation.
Matthew understood this deeply, so he was thinking about how to take advantage of this opportunity to weaken these two forces and create better opportunities for himself.