kvmb Chapter 2276 Golden Light, Needle Piercing
Chapter 2276 Golden Light, Needle Piercing
Matthew's consciousness was like a rootless duckweed, being pulled by an invisible force, slowly moving in an unknown direction.
Those quickly flashing images were like a silent storm, stirring up huge waves in his mind and throwing his thoughts into chaos.
Those images all carried some kind of mysterious power, as if they were conveying some information to him, yet making it impossible for him to grasp the key.
Matthew felt his consciousness beginning to blur, as if he would fall into a deeper sleep at any moment.
His mind seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog. All his perceptions became dull and even his concept of time began to become blurred.
Just when he was about to close his consciousness and give up resistance completely, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared.
The golden light was as dazzling as the sun, instantly dispelling the surrounding darkness.
Its light is not dazzling, but instead carries a warm power that seems to be able to penetrate every corner of the soul.
When the golden light appeared, the dizzy consciousness returned in an instant.
Matthew felt that his mind became unusually clear, as if all the fog was dispelled at this moment, revealing the truth hidden behind it.
His consciousness seemed to be reawakened by some force, and all his senses became sharper.
The golden light seemed to carry some special energy, causing Matthew's consciousness to become unusually sharp.
He could feel everything around him, even the subtle changes hidden in the blurry images.
Those originally blurry images gradually became clear under the shining golden light, as if a layer of gauze was gently lifted, revealing the truth hidden behind it.
Matthew was finally able to see the contents of the images clearly, however, he found that he could not understand their meaning at all.
Those pictures are full of strange symbols and patterns, as if they are the language from another world.
They flashed quickly before his eyes, each frame carrying some mysterious power, as if conveying some information to him, but making it impossible for him to capture the key.
Matthew's consciousness kept wandering in the golden light, trying to find a clue from those images.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the contents of those pictures always seemed like a fog, preventing him from seeing the truth.
He felt his consciousness beginning to grow tired, as if every attempt was draining away his energy.
Those symbols and patterns seemed to have their own lives. They kept jumping and spinning in his consciousness, as if mocking his incompetence.
Matthew felt that his spiritual sea began to become turbulent, as if it would collapse at any time.
However, the golden light never disappeared. It was like a bright lamp, illuminating his way forward and preventing him from giving up.
Matthew knew that he had to persevere, no matter how difficult the symbols and patterns were to understand, he had to find the key.
He took a deep breath and tried to focus his mind.
However, just when he was about to give up, suddenly, the symbols and patterns in the pictures began to change.
They are no longer arranged in disorder, but gradually combine into a strange pattern.
The pattern is like an ancient totem, full of mysterious power.
Matthew felt his consciousness drawn to the pattern, as if it were conveying some important message to him.
He tried to get closer to the pattern, trying to see every detail of it.
However, just as he was about to touch the pattern, suddenly, all the patterns collapsed in an instant.
The collapse happened so quickly that Matthew had no time to react.
He didn't even have time to let out a scream before his consciousness was completely submerged in the collapsing pattern.
Those symbols and patterns poured into his spiritual sea like a flood, as if to completely devour his consciousness.
Matthew felt as if his spiritual sea was about to explode, and the pain was almost unbearable for him.
His consciousness trembled continuously under the impact of these symbols, as if it would collapse at any time.
However, no matter how he struggled, he could not stop it and could only passively accept everything.
Those symbols and patterns kept churning in his spiritual sea, as if looking for some kind of destination.
Matthew felt his consciousness beginning to blur, as if he would fall into a deeper sleep at any moment.
Just when he was about to give up, suddenly, the symbols and patterns began to calm down.
They no longer impacted his spiritual sea in a disorderly manner, but began to regroup in a strange way.
After all the runes disappeared, the golden light around them began to flip violently.
At this moment, these golden lights looked more like golden clouds, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing.
They keep changing in the air, as if performing some mysterious dance.
Matthew felt his consciousness surrounded by these golden clouds, as if he was in a strange world.
Those golden clouds sometimes surge like waves, and sometimes blow gently like a breeze.
They carried some mysterious power, as if conveying some message to him.
Matthew's consciousness kept wandering among these golden clouds, trying to find the key.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the golden clouds always seemed like a fog, preventing him from seeing the truth.
He felt his consciousness beginning to grow tired, as if every attempt was draining away his energy.
Just when he was about to give up, suddenly, the golden clouds began to change.
They no longer tumbled in disorder, but gradually condensed into a strange shape.
The shape is like an ancient altar, full of mysterious power.
Matthew felt his consciousness drawn to the altar, as if it were conveying some important message to him.
He tried to get closer to the altar, trying to see every detail of it.
Just as he was about to touch the altar, suddenly, all the golden clouds collapsed in an instant.
Matthew's consciousness suddenly fell into an abyss, and continued to fall downwards.
The collapsing golden light fell down like a waterfall, following Matthew.
Jin Mang's falling speed was much faster than Matthew's.
Matthew's consciousness continued to fall, but he did not reach the bottom.
Suddenly, Matthew felt as if his consciousness had plunged into water.
The surroundings suddenly became golden.
Suddenly, Matthew felt as if his whole body was pricked by countless needles.
Although it was not extremely painful, the constant piercing of his consciousness still made him feel very uncomfortable.
Especially since Matthew was in his current state, he couldn't make any sound and could only endure it silently.