[CH399+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 564

"The island... it's moving again!"

Ember and I watch from a safe distance as the rippling purple barrier pushes the enormous mass of stone upward again.

Its upward momentum is far slower than when it initially fell, but every moment that passes, the speed increases.

Now, more than ever, more insects flock to the island as if the chance they're getting now is a life-or-death situation.

Hundreds of orange-cored locusts fly above me, deep into the trees, and I airstep forward to do the same.

"Come on, let's see what they're so eager to find..."

Ember and I run forward through the air and make it onto the edge of the island, touching down on flat rock with the edge of the massive black treeline less than half a kilometer away.

The wind is moving by us at high speeds now, and as the seconds pass, even the air pressure pushing down on us from above gets more intense.

The creaking sounds and rippling of purple fabric beneath the island make reality tremble as it pushes harder and our speed toward the sky increases.

Fewer and fewer insects are able to swarm into the trees as our speed gets too fast for them to catch up to the island moving up into the sky.

At this realization, I lie with my back down on the flat stone with my arms and legs outstretched, and Ember does the same.

Standing up with this downward air pressure would be far too difficult.

The clouds whiz by us, and we're both pushed deep into the earth we lie on by the wind alone.

Every passing second gets more intense.

I hear cracking sounds and even see insects falling from the trees to hit the ground and break apart, making huge craters in the rock from the speed of their falls.

I expect to see leaves or branches from the massive trees fall too, but none of them do.

My head turns to the side one more time to get a look up at the trees, and I see that not even a single leaf is bent downward.

I can't believe my eyes.

The pressure I feel on every centimeter of my whole body is like nothing I've ever felt before; it's like the entire weight of a mountain is being pressed down on me and only increasing with every fraction of a second that passes.

I struggle to turn my head back to the front-facing position and grit my teeth.

If I didn't have the added strength of these orange threads hardening my body and making a thick layer around me, my bones would be crushed to bits by now.

I can feel the divine fabric being compressed more and more, and it gets to the point where everything in my peripherals is a blur.

The only thing I see is the tunnel vision of the sky above.

I can't even move a single finger, as it feels like weights the size of cities are pressed down on each one.

My blood doesn't even flow, and I can't open my mouth to take a breath.

Time feels as if it's stopped, but I can still see the clouds moving in the sky above me in the back of my conscious mind.

I focus on them and continue to endure.

It's hard to tell how much time has passed.

It feels just like when I was counting the fractions of a second pass while consuming orange fragments. The only difference is, this time it isn't painful, it's more of a suffocating feeling.