kvmb Chapter 2065: Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner
Chapter 2065: Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner
Matthew's eyes turned cold and he raised his right hand without hesitation. With great power in his palm, he slapped Sun Wang suddenly.
This palm was extremely fast, cutting through the air like lightning and bringing up a gust of wind.
Sun Wang only felt a flash before his eyes, and had no time to react before he was hit by Matthew's fierce attack.
He suddenly let out a shrill scream that echoed throughout the entire space and was creepy.
With this scream, Sun Wang's body was like a kite with a broken string, completely out of control, and flew straight towards the altar not far away.
In the blink of an eye, he fell heavily on the altar.
Matthew did not pause at all. Almost at the same time when Sun Wang flew towards the altar, he flashed and turned into a black shadow, following closely behind him and flew to the altar in an instant.
At this time, Sun Wang was just lying on the altar and didn't even have the chance to get up.
Suddenly, he felt as if his back was hit by a mountain, and an indescribable huge force surged towards him.
The next moment, he felt a heart-wrenching pain in his back, as if countless sharp blades were cutting his flesh and bones.
At the same time, a crisp "crack" sound was heard in his ears. It was obvious that his bones could not bear the weight and had broken.
Sun Wang could no longer endure such pain. He opened his mouth and a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out.
After suffering such a severe blow, Sun Wang seemed to have all his strength drained away. He collapsed limply on the altar, unable to move at all.
If it weren't for the fact that Sun Wang still had some value, with Matthew's cold-blooded character, he would have kicked him to death on the spot without mercy.
Matthew has always hated traitors and would never show any mercy to them.
At this moment, Sun Wang had been severely injured, his body was crumbling, and the flame of life was as weak as a candle in the wind.
His once agile body had now become limp and weak. Not to mention wanting to get up and escape from here, even just moving his fingers slightly was as difficult as climbing a mountain for him at this moment. It became an unattainable luxury.
However, Matthew, who was standing nearby, did not immediately focus his attention on Sun Wang, who was lying on the ground and whose life or death was in danger.
He just glanced at him coldly with an expressionless face, as if Sun Wang's existence was nothing more than an insignificant speck of dust to him.
Then, Matthew turned around without hesitation and walked straight towards Lan Yue.
When he came to Lan Yue's side, Matthew squatted down, carefully reached out his hand, gently stroked her forehead, and then began to carefully examine her physical condition with full concentration.
At this moment, there was dead silence all around, and only Matthew's nervous breathing could be heard clearly.
Although many tribesmen had died, fortunately the tribe leader had not had time to kill Lan Yue and the others, so everyone else, including Liu Yulong, just fell into a coma.
Matthew acted quickly. He walked to the unconscious people one by one, patting their cheeks or casting some special spells to wake them up one by one.
After everyone woke up, Matthew didn't give any further explanation. He waved his hand and instantly put everyone, including Liu Yulong, into the Qinglong Bracelet.
Because there are some things that it is really not appropriate for these subordinates to know too much.
Just as Matthew completed this series of actions, the old man in Ziding, who had been standing quietly not far away, suddenly made a move.
He just raised his right hand slightly, and gently bent his slender index finger.
In the blink of an eye, the patriarch, whose body was covered with sharp thorns and whose face was distorted to a terrifying degree, seemed to be suddenly grabbed by an invisible and intangible yet extremely powerful mysterious force. He completely lost control of his own actions and flew towards the direction of the altar at an astonishing speed involuntarily like a light fallen leaf!
In the blink of an eye, the patriarch had already flown to the edge of the altar.
At this moment, the tribesmen who had been lying quietly on the altar and had long lost their breath of life, suddenly floated up one after another slowly, as if they were summoned by some unknown force.
After a moment, these tribesmen floating in the air seemed to be swept away by a gust of wind, and all drifted quickly towards the position of the tribe leader.
It happened so quickly that when these tribesmen were about to get close to the tribe leader, their bodies began to disintegrate and shatter without any warning, and in the blink of an eye, they all turned into fine powder like dust.
In an instant, the dust in the sky fluttered everywhere like snowflakes.
Matthew, who was standing not far away, had a panoramic view of it all. He keenly noticed that in this space filled with countless dust, there were faintly visible and almost transparent objects floating in the air.
Immediately afterwards, a series of heart-wrenching, cruel and shrill screams suddenly rang out. The sound was like the roar of evil spirits from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell, which made people terrified and creepy!
When his vision slowly returned to normal, Matthew opened his eyes wide and finally saw the true appearance of those mysterious objects.
It turned out that what I saw before my eyes were wisps of incomplete and fragmented souls!
These souls have different shapes, some are missing half of their bodies, some have only their heads floating in the air, and some have even lost their limbs.
At this moment, they were struggling and twisting in pain in the air, making bursts of shrill wails.
The sound was like the cry of a night owl, or the wailing of a resentful ghost, which was creepy.
Every soul seemed to be tightly bound by an invisible force. Although they tried their best to break free from this terrible confinement and regain their freedom, it was always in vain.
Matthew's heart trembled, and he immediately understood the real intention of the old man Zi Ding in releasing these residual souls.
It was obvious that this unfathomable old man wanted to use these residual souls to take revenge on the patriarch.
The old man in purple cauldron moved his lips slightly, and murmured in a low and gentle voice: "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. You all died tragically because of the clan leader. Although I am powerless to save you from suffering, I can at least give you a chance to seek revenge. Go..."
Before he finished speaking, those remaining souls seemed to understand what the old man Zi Ding said, and they all stopped struggling and twisting.
Then, as if they were soldiers who had received a unified order, they instantly transformed into black streaks of light and pounced towards the patriarch at lightning speed.
The patriarch's face, which was already distorted due to severe pain, now became hideous.
When he caught a glimpse of the numerous residual souls rushing towards him like a tide, his bloodshot eyes revealed an unconcealable fear and despair.
He opened his mouth and tried to make a sound for help, but only a few inarticulate whimpers came out of his throat.