Chapter 146 The Final Winner
"The diary can be seen but not touched, but if it exists somewhere, it must be my spiritual body."
Thor began to concentrate on sensing the location of the diary.
Almost instantly, Thor felt an inexplicable connection, one end of which was connected to his left shoulder, and the other end extended to the endless darkness in the distance.
“Found it!”
However, at this moment, Morton's big hand swung over, and Thor could only dodge the attack first, but as soon as he was distracted, the mysterious connection was immediately interrupted.
Morton struck out with a palm strike, but Thor dodged it and slammed it to the ground.
A corner of the truncated table, which was already badly damaged, shattered instantly, and the fallen fragments immediately disappeared into the darkness.
If Morton still had his wits about him at this moment, he would probably continue to attack the platform and destroy the ground, leaving Thor no space to hide.
But he seemed not to notice at all and was only focused on attacking Thor.
"Fortunately, this guy has gone crazy." Thor sighed and continued to call for the diary.
But Morton's tail swept over again, forcing him to jump and dodge, thus breaking the connection again.
“We can’t go on like this!”
Morton's movements were slower than before because of the occasional pain, but he had two hands and one tail, and he continued to attack uninterruptedly, still leaving Thor no time to call out.
Looking at the other hand that was attacking him, Thor gritted his teeth and stopped dodging. Instead, he rushed forward instantly and approached Morton's body again.
This time he quickly jumped onto Morton's back, hugged his neck tightly from behind, and avoided his giant crocodile mouth.
Morton's double-clawed tail immediately stretched backwards, and his deformed body allowed him to attack from behind without any blind spots.
As long as it's not Morton's giant mouth that can swallow everything...
Thor climbed onto the neck of the giant Morton with both his hands and feet, exerting force tightly, while his consciousness called for the diary again.
This time, when the giant claw attacked, he did not dodge and the sharp claws pierced into his body.
Thor gritted his teeth and suddenly opened his eyes wide.
He felt it! The tail spurted down from above his head with a whistling sound.
Hide, or... not hide? At the most dangerous moment, a hardcover book suddenly appeared in Thor's hand.
Without time to complain or even think, Thor gritted his teeth, tilted his head to the left, and swung the hardcover book in his hand, smashing the back of the evil spirit's head with the tip of its cover.
"puff!"
The sharp tail pierced directly into Thor's right shoulder and came out from his left abdomen.
"Swish."
A faint sound of breathing came from the back of Morton's head.
Thor's teeth were chattering in pain and his whole body was shaking.
But he was once again thankful that this was a consciousness space, not a flesh and blood body, and his right hand could still move! He pulled out the diary with force and saw a big hole in the back of Morton's head, which was leaking air, and tiny pieces of soul fragments were blown out.
Thor smiled, and the wound on his face became a continuation of his smile.
He smashed the diary down again, and a bigger gap appeared on the back of Morton's head.
"Ah!!!!" The evil spirit suddenly raised its head and screamed, then swung its tail hard, sending Thor flying.
Thor fell to the ground with a thud, tumbling out and not stopping until he bumped into Herman's headless body.
Enduring the severe pain, Thor turned his head to look.
At this time, the evil spirit's body was constantly shrinking and expanding. Countless fragments flew out from the back of his head and were sucked into his mouth.
The evil spirit was trying hard to take back the fragments that flew out of his body, but he didn't see that his body had reached its limit.
"It's going to explode!" Thor realized something was wrong instantly and grabbed Herman's metal body with difficulty and held it in front of himself.
boom!!!!
Boom—boom—
Continuous explosions and huge impact force.
Thor grabbed Herman's back tightly and tried to curl himself up.
Countless fragments flew past him and into the endless darkness behind him.
In the end, Hermann's body couldn't hold on and turned into pieces under repeated impacts.
The next second, Thor was swept away by the hurricane. He grabbed the edge of the platform at the last moment and prevented himself from falling into eternal darkness like the other fragments.
After an unknown amount of time, the explosion finally stopped.
Thor was hanging in the air, holding the diary in one hand and holding the round table with the other.
He endured the pain and climbed onto the stage.
There were body parts everywhere in front of me, and bits of soul fragments floating in the air.
The ground of the cone was cracked everywhere.
"The spirit body must have been injured. I wonder if there will be any sequelae."
Thor held the diary and walked towards the center circle with difficulty.
"It's clearly a legendary item, but I can only use it as a brick. I thought the diary was my locator, but now it seems that I was too naive. Locators are not that simple, and it's not easy to make the diary truly my locator."
He walked very slowly because his whole body was in pain.
Suddenly a flash of purple appeared before my eyes.
It turned out to be the only purple foam left that Bill had not been swallowed by the evil spirit.
I don't know where this bubble was hiding just now, and it didn't break into pieces. Now it was like a worm, extending a row of tiny tentacles and crawling.
It seems that he is about to climb to the center circle before Thor!
Bill's facial features actually emerged on the surface of the purple foam.
He is laughing.
"Thor, you are dead this time! I will soon take control of your body!"
Thor didn't look anxious, but he secretly quickened his pace, "I'll beat you to death when I get over there."
The smile on Bill's face became even more exaggerated, stretching to the corners of his eyes effortlessly. "Hahaha, you don't have time. Once I take control of your body, I will explode immediately! I am dead, and you can't live either!"
"Damn, despicable!" Thor's face changed and he immediately sped up.
But Bill is closer to the center circle.
“Hahahaha, so what even if you’ve been to Mofan Town? How could your corrupt mentor guess what we are doing? Hahahaha, wait for us... we will definitely be able to..."
As he got closer and closer to the center circle, the smile on Bill's face became more and more crazy, and the words he spoke became intermittent.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a dark shadow looming over his head, and something was approaching.
"What is that? It's impossible for Thor to cast a spell here."
Before he could figure it out, a thick hardcover book fell from the sky and hit Bill in the face with a "bang", instantly smashing the pool of purple foam into pieces!
Bill's laughter also stopped abruptly.
Thor then limped over, picked up the diary, looked at the foam on the ground that had turned into soul fragments, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Damn, I was scared to death!" He patted the diary and stepped into the center circle. "I just threw it randomly. So, brother diary, you automatically adjusted the trajectory, right?"
Thor held the diary in his arms and sighed, "You are still reliable!"
Thor stood in the center circle.
It was quiet all around.
As if confirming something, the dome began to disintegrate.
Whether it was the broken limbs of the soul or the curses and whispers flying in the sky, they gradually turned into starlight.
Most of the starlight dissipated in the darkness, but a small part was attracted by something and entered Thor's body, repairing his miserable spirit bit by bit.
"It doesn't hurt anymore?" Thor said pleasantly, "I still feel a little full."
At this time, Thor's body began to dissipate, but he was not in a hurry. Somehow, he knew that he was about to return to his body.
After all, in this world of consciousness, everything is just a virtual image formed by the fixed patterns of human thinking.
Now that it is no longer needed, it will return to nothingness.
In the end, only the diary was suspended in the air, being the most special existence in this space of consciousness.
When there was no one here, the diary cover was slowly opened, and then the papers turned rapidly until the last page.
Three black shadows suddenly projected from the depths of darkness, fell onto the diary, and turned into three black pages with irregular edges.
(End of this chapter)
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