Chapter 515 Old Witch
"Huh? Your head doesn't hurt anymore?"
After the shadow under the sea escaped, the headache that had been tormenting Thor also disappeared.
But when he shook his head, he still felt there was water inside.
My left ear is a little itchy.
Thor tilted his head to the left and patted his right ear.
“Crash!”
There was a clear sound of flowing water in his left ear canal, and then he felt something flowing out of his ear.
Thor immediately raised his left hand and felt a drop of something cold falling into his palm.
He looked down and saw that it was a drop of black water.
The water droplets seemed to be very dense, and they immediately gathered into pearls in his palm. Thor shook his palm, and the pearls trembled slightly like jelly.
“Is this the water that entered my brain?”
Thor suddenly noticed that he hadn't been hit in the face by a wave for a long time.
He stood up carefully and walked to the edge of the platform. Only then did he see that the boundless sea had calmed down for some reason, and even the sound of the waves had become much quieter.
"The platform seems to have risen a few meters... No, the sea level should be dropping. This is good news."
The danger seemed to be far away.
"Well, if you look down from this angle, it looks a bit like the sea I saw when I was in a coma when I first got the golden pages."
"It's just that it was the golden pages that rescued me from the sea instead of the consciousness platform. Why did the diary stop working today?"
Thor looked up and stretched out his right hand towards the diary.
The diary finally responded, falling from the sky.
The moment the diary fell into his palm, Thor suddenly had an idea, "Could it be that this diary... doesn't want to get wet?"
To ease the tension in his heart, Thor thought of self-deprecation and looked down at the white pages of the diary. There were new words on them.
[New Moon Calendar Year 317, October 21, Sunny
After the brain is filled with water, you get a drop of pure black tide.
Please use with caution.
Remember one sentence,
In the wizard's world, pollution comes from the knowledge in the brain and the starry sky above the head...
There is also the dark tide in my heart. 】
Another rare item recognized by the diary!
No, it's not just about cherishing things.
Judging from the description in the diary, this is clearly one of the most terrifying things in the world.
"But where did this drop of black tide come from?" Thor looked at the black tide in his left hand, then at the diary in his right hand, wondering about the origin of this rare and dangerous material.
He thought back to what he had done during this period of time, "Oh yeah, it must be because I absorbed the pollution from those villagers and Claude!"
"The extremely overbearing killing rules of those villagers were probably caused by this pollution! I absorbed the pollution in the villagers' bodies according to my previous experience, thinking that they would be absorbed by the diary and the starry sky in the consciousness space and would not affect myself. I didn't expect that the pollution would turn into a drop of black tide after entering my body, and almost drowned me."
Thor closed the diary and reflected on his negligence this time.
"I saved people by absorbing pollution and exchanged information about No Man's Land. Now it seems that I was too careless. The pollution here is much more serious and severe than that in the western region. If I continue to act recklessly with the diary, I will kill myself sooner or later."
After summing up his experience, Thor also summed up his gains.
"Let's not talk about that information for now. Meng Ling is a good prop. Of course, the most important thing is this drop of black tide."
"Claude finally remembered that the reason their village had such a powerful killing rule was because this rule was recognized by the Borderlands. But now it seems that it should have been recognized by the Black Tide. But why is the Borderlands equal to the Black Tide?"
"Agu once told me that when you encounter danger in the Borderlands, you must first observe the rules here, and then choose a subsequent course of action. In this case, are all regions with strong rules affected by the Black Tide? Is the Black Tide everywhere in the Borderlands?"
The diary says that pollution comes from the black tide within.
If there are black tides everywhere in the No Man's Land, it's no wonder why this place is so dangerous!
It seems like something extraordinary has been discovered.
Thor looked down at the platform again. The black tide had receded so far that the distance could not be seen clearly. More starry skies reappeared on all sides of the platform.
"It's time to go back." Thor clenched a drop of black tide in his hand and was about to close his eyes and return to his body when he suddenly realized something was wrong. "The time written in the diary just now was... the 21st? When I came here, it was clearly the 17th. How come there are three days missing?"
If he was really trapped in the conscious world for such a long time, then Marsh was the only one outside, and I wonder how anxious he must be.
Thor calmed himself down, prepared for the worst, and then officially closed his eyes.
Consciousness returns!
…
When Thor slowly opened his eyes, he saw a dark little room in front of him with a row of wooden fences nearby.
There was a cold stone slab beneath him and a rough stone wall behind him.
He looked up and around, sighing silently, "This is really a bad situation."
Thor was actually locked in a wooden cage half a person's height!
"It should be that he encountered other people during the days when he was trapped in the consciousness body. But he was just captured..." Thor checked his body in the limited space. No parts were missing, and even his clothes were not touched. "It's a blessing in disguise. I really can't absorb pollution casually in the future."
"Are you awake?" a hoarse old woman's voice sounded in the darkness.
A terrifying human face suddenly appeared outside the cage, tightly squeezed between two bars.
Her face was wrinkled as if it had shrunk into water, her eyes and ears were surprisingly large, and her sparse white hair was tied high behind her head, with a lively finger hanging from the end of her hair.
When she spoke, the corners of her mouth almost reached her ears.
"If you don't wake up, I'll have no choice but to tear you apart and see if there's anything else I can do with you."
"Where is my driver?" Thor couldn't sense the other party's strength, but it should not exceed level two.
"Heh..." When the old woman spoke, a fishy smell came out of her mouth, as if a pickled fish was stuck in her throat. "Your driver has been asking about your condition these days. When you woke up, you were also asking about his condition. He is doing well. After a few days of watering, new mushrooms have grown."
Thor's eyes widened, "You planted him?"
"Hmm?" The old woman touched her chin with her rough-skinned fingers. "Your suggestion is good."
Looks like he's still alive.
Thor relaxed his shoulders and carefully stroked the skin of his left wrist through the cover of his robe.
There was an inconspicuous bulge there, underneath which was hidden the storage device he had purchased from Archaeologists.
Thor breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the old woman did not take his storage device.
"Who are you? Why have you arrested me and my driver?"
"I'm not arresting you," the old woman shook her finger with a playful smile, "you are just the garbage I picked up when I went out. But some of you can still be used, and some of you can only be disassembled to see if there are any valuable parts. As for me, you can just call me an old witch, and you don't need to know anything else."
Thor moved his eyes to both sides and found that there were more than a dozen cages next to the cage where he was imprisoned.
Five of the cages contained humans or non-human creatures; the others were empty.
The other imprisoned people were sitting huddled together, and two of them clearly exuded the strength of first-level wizards.
It seems that the old woman is a second-level wizard.
Thor took a deep breath and almost choked, "Mr. Old Witch..."
"No need to use honorifics. I don't like people who honor me on the surface but curse me in their hearts."
"Well, old witch, what do you have to do to let me go?" Thor relaxed his shoulders.
The old witch reached into the cage and ran her fingertips across Thor's chin, "Whatever I pick up is mine, and I will never let it go. I will only dismantle you when you are no longer useful to me."
(End of this chapter)
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