Chapter 381 The Edge of the Altar
As soon as Su Han's fingertips touched the barrier, they were numbed by an electric current. He looked at Bi Yao who was trapped in the light curtain.
Biyao's figure flickered in the dim blue light. Her palm was pressed against the barrier, and rune patterns were winding along her skin like some strange parasitic vine.
"Don't touch it!"
Biyao suddenly looked up, her voice distorted by the barrier, "These runes are absorbing my spiritual power!"
Her hair moved without wind, and the ends of her hair gradually turned frosty white. Spider-web-like lavender lines appeared on her originally fair cheeks.
At this time, the roar of the Monster King was heard in the distance. This time there was a bit more anxiety in the voice, mixed with the harsh sound of claws scraping against the rock wall, forming a teeth-grinding echo in the cave.
Su Han clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, and the taste of blood spread in his mouth.
He suddenly noticed the crystal fragments scattered around the altar. The crystals glowed a strange red-gold color in the dim light, forming a sharp contrast with the dark blue of the barrier.
"Biyao! Try to disrupt the rune frequency with gravel!"
Su Han picked up a piece of crystal and threw it hard at the barrier.
The moment the crystal touched the light curtain, dazzling sparks burst out. Biyao's body trembled violently, and the runes on the barrier twisted wildly, but there was no sign of breaking.
Instead, more purple lines spread along her arms, converging into a snake-like totem at her collarbone.
Biyao felt her consciousness gradually blurring out, and countless images exploded in her mind:
The serpentine pattern behind the bronze door came alive and wrapped around her neck. The runes in the pile of bones became black mist and penetrated her nostrils. In the empty eye sockets of the skeleton warrior, the green light turned into a pair of familiar eyes...
She forced herself to bite the tip of her tongue. The smell of blood made her consciousness briefly clear, and she suddenly remembered the relief on the sarcophagus.
The tip of the sword of the sword-wielding warrior seemed to be pointing in a certain direction.
"Look at the edge of the altar!"
Bi Yao raised her arm with difficulty and pointed to a circle of grooves outside the light curtain. "Those gaps...are the same shape as the sword marks on the sarcophagus!"
Su Han immediately leaned over to check, and found that the curvature of the groove exactly matched the trajectory of the skeleton warrior's sword moves.
He tore off the collar of his clothes and wrapped it around his hands, then began looking for suitable stones in the cave.
The roar of the King of Monsters was getting closer and closer, the ground began to shake, and water droplets on the stalactites fell like heavy rain.
Su Han's back was already soaked with cold sweat. His fingers groped on the cold stone wall and finally touched a piece of angular gravel.
The moment he embedded the stone into the groove, the barrier made a crisp sound of shattering glass. Bi Yao staggered and fell out of the light curtain. Su Han quickly supported her.
"Come on!"
Biyao's voice was weak but firm. She pointed to the compass, the needle of which was now steadily pointing to a crack deep in the cave.
The light shining through the cracks was no longer dark blue, but warm amber, faintly echoing the red-gold crystal that had been touched before.
Just as the two took two steps, a loud bang was heard behind them. The giant claws of the Monster King finally broke through the rock wall. Sticky saliva dripped onto the ground, corroding into wisps of white smoke.
The crack was narrower than expected. Su Han led the way and used a dagger to cut away the falling stalactites.
Bi Yao followed closely behind. The rusty sword in her arms suddenly became hot and the rust on the sword began to peel off, revealing the blade with dark gold patterns flowing underneath.
The moment they squeezed through the crack, the view in front of them suddenly became clear.
In a huge circular space, twelve stone pillars stand around it, and different runes are carved on each stone pillar.
A mechanical device composed of countless gears is suspended in the center, and the clicking sound of the gears gradually overlaps with the sound of the heartbeat.
The roar of the monster king made his eardrums hurt. Su Han turned around and protected Bi Yao behind him, but found that the monsters did not attack immediately. (End of this chapter)