Chapter 215: Mezzanine (Part 3)
On Thor's left was the extremely familiar scarlet door of the morgue.
There are two more doors like this in front of it, which means that Thor has arrived at the second floor of the East Tower.
"What on earth did Gorza raise in the wizard tower?" Thor could only complain in his heart. "When I become powerful, I will tie these arms and fingers into knots one by one!"
After venting his inner tension and depression, Thor started to have a headache again.
"It is indeed painful to use mental power as magic power."
He ran past the three morgues and stopped at the ramp at the end.
Suddenly he noticed something unusual again, braked in time, and stopped at the corner of the corridor and the ramp.
There was a faint sound of human voice coming from the front.
"I'm so hungry. So hungry."
Thor frowned, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, "Is it not coming again? Is there no safe place in the East Tower at night?"
“I’m so hungry!”
“I’m so hungry!”
"I'm so hungry! So hungry! So hungry! So hungry! So hungry!"
The noise suddenly began to grow louder, and unbearable demands came from more and more places.
The cries of hunger seemed to come from all directions, but whether Thor looked straight ahead or observed through semi-immersive meditation, he did not see a single figure.
Finally, out of the corner of his eye, Thor saw something white flowing down the wall.
He turned his head and looked carefully, and found that it was actually wax left on the candlestick.
He had guessed that there was a pipe behind each candle lamp in the wizard tower.
A properly functioning candle will burn 24 hours a day because the pipes continue to deliver the raw materials for the candle. Only those damaged candlesticks will have the pipes behind them dry up.
These pipes seemed unattended, but the arrangements for which candles needed replenishment of raw materials and which did not were all in place, and there had never been any problems over the years.
Who would have thought that today, Thor's soul accidentally ran out of the warehouse, and he encountered the abnormal situation of wax flowing out of the wall.
And not just one place.
Thor was surprised to find that all the walls in front, behind, left and right of him, and all the candle lamp bases, began to ooze out wax that had not yet solidified.
What's even more terrifying is that as the wax covered the walls, the sounds expressing hunger became louder and louder, surrounding Thor 360 degrees.
"I'm so hungry! So hungry! So hungry! So hungry! So hungry!"
When Thor saw this, he knew that he might have encountered an extremely difficult situation again.
He tried to retreat back to the second floor of the East Tower, but found that the wax flowing from the candlestick behind him had covered the entire floor and walls.
The wax liquid on the ramp ahead flowed to the ceiling against common sense, and then dripped down to form a curtain of rain, blocking Thor's way.
"Is this wax dangerous?" Thor looked at the diary.
The diary has no warning.
Still, Thor felt uneasy.
He knew something about the composition of wax.
This candle is supposed to keep the spirit calm, but the wax in front of it is obviously the one that is abnormal.
"I'm so hungry! So hungry! So hungry! So hungry! So hungry!"
As more and more wax appeared on the walls, the floor, and the ceiling, the sound in the entire corridor became louder and louder.
"Can't be touched by this thing." Thor thought firmly.
But seeing that it had begun to "rain" in front of him and the wax behind him was accumulating more and more, about to surround him, Thor had no choice but to turn his gaze back to the first floor of the East Tower from which he had just escaped.
"Those 'noodles' probably can't stay in the outside world for too long. If I go back now, maybe I can use the dark corridor to avoid these raging wax liquids."
The diary did not stop him, which meant that the arms should have retreated and the plan was feasible.
Thor floated up directly. As he was out of his body for longer time, he became more and more accustomed to being a ghost.
If he had not been out of body for too long, he would really have turned into a ghost. Perhaps Thor could take this opportunity to imitate a night-wandering spirit that roams the world.
Seeing that the wax behind him had also climbed up to the ceiling and was about to block his way back, Thor quickly floated up and quickly drilled through the wax all around.
However, just when Thor was about to escape from the encirclement, the candlesticks on both sides of him suddenly exploded, and the wax liquid inside sprayed out like a shower, directly soaking Thor who was caught off guard.
Thor, who was originally floating in the air like a bird, suddenly felt his body as heavy as if it were filled with lead.
He fell to the ground with a thud, and landed hard in the wax that covered the ground.
If a third party saw Thor at this moment, they would probably be stunned.
Because the moment Thor fell into the wax, his spirit melted instantly and merged into the wax beneath him.
Looking from above, you can see a flat Thor in the wax.
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"Eat him, eat him, eat him..."
The call of hunger immediately turned into greedy desire, and the white wax liquid wrapped around the wandering soul in the middle of the night and shrank into the pipes in the wall little by little.
Everything has almost returned to its original state, clean, dark, tidy and quiet.
In addition, on the wall near the dark corridor, there were two candle lamps whose lamp holders were damaged for some reason and fell to the ground, rolling around lonely.
As for Thor, he felt bad the moment he was covered in wax. The only consolation for him was that the diary still did not respond.
He was transformed into a two-dimensional creature and carried away by the wax liquid. After being twisted and compressed many times, he was actually squeezed into the pipe.
As the light disappeared, the owners of the voices in the long and narrow tube all rushed forward.
Thor couldn't see, but he could hear and feel.
Countless mouths bit on his spirit body, and the sounds of biting and swallowing came from all directions, from within his body.
"They're going to eat me!"
Although the diary did not yet indicate death, Thor was already struggling in terror.
Especially when he felt one of his eyes had fallen out of its socket and been bitten off by something, he quickly stretched out his right hand to grab his eye back.
Although his soul had long been distorted and the lost eyes might not be real eyes, Thor instinctively felt that they were important organs of his.
But there were too many enemies around, and even if Thor wanted to use his old tricks and use his mental power to cast witchcraft, he couldn't do it.
Because it hurts so much! He has a mouth all over his body biting desperately, like a dying beast falling into a lake full of piranhas.
Even more difficult, Thor felt his right hand also leave his body. At this moment, the string in his mind - broke! "Hungry, hungry, hungry! I just know I'm hungry!" Thor ignored the pain around his body and roared from the depths of his soul, "I haven't eaten yet! Damn!"
Then he completely ignored the mouths around his body, ignored the pain from deep in his soul, and ignored the possibility of dying here...
He suddenly opened his mouth and bit the unknown, shapeless enemy in front of him...
As early as when he bit off a piece of flesh from Noodle's arm, he vaguely realized that if other monsters could devour him, he seemed to be able to devour others as well.
However, due to the limitations of consciousness, swallowing can currently only be done through the mouth.
Thor didn't care whether the diary had any hints or whether the bite would bring him other troubles. Anyway, his current thought was: too much debt is not a worry! He swallowed the other side's mouth in one bite, and with strong anger, he chased the guy who bit off his left eye and right hand in the dark.
During this period, he would bite back whoever bit him, and would simply ignore those he couldn't reach and only eat what was in front of him!
Gradually, there were fewer and fewer mouths in front of him and he moved faster and faster.
Although he was in a narrow tube, Thor still ran at the speed of the 100-meter final.
In his mental perception, the mouth that robbed his eyes and arms was still in front of him! As no "person" dared to bite Thor anymore, and no "person" dared to stand in front of him anymore, Thor finally grabbed the robber, not caring to distinguish which were the enemy's spirits and which were his own, and swallowed them whole through his deformed mouth...! Thor: Ever since I stopped being a human...
(End of this chapter)
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