Chapter 85 Please Live Up to Your Name
The little seaweed ball landed on Thor's left shoulder, with its tentacles extending upwards, twisting and shaking as if it was having a seizure.
"What is this?"
As Thor muttered to himself, the diary that had been quietly floating on his left shoulder flew in front of him with ease.
[New Moon Calendar Year 314, August 26, Sunny
You seem to have discovered a secret space under the wizard tower. Who knows how many secrets are buried here. Under your feet is the Soul-Devouring Demon Swamp that has existed for who knows how long. Now, the core consciousness of the Demon Swamp is dancing on your shoulders. It can be seen that it really likes you.
I like you so much that I want to keep you here forever. 】
Soul Devouring Swamp? Core consciousness? Diary, diary, you are going beyond the scope again, do you know that?
"This little seaweed ball likes me?" Thor muttered to himself.
At this moment, the little seaweed ball suddenly jumped up from Thor's left shoulder and pounced into the air. Judging from its momentum, it was heading towards the diary in front of Thor!
“Swoosh—”
The little seaweed ball missed its target and rolled directly into the mud from the edge of the platform.
Thor: “…”
"Diary, are you sure this core consciousness likes me, not you?"
The diary ignored Thor and flew back to his left shoulder.
But its behavior just now made Thor a little wary.
Can the seaweed ball find the existence of the diary? Otherwise, why does it run to where the diary is?
"It's called the Soul Devouring Swamp, so its essence should not be the seaweed, but the mud. Why can the mud sense the presence of the diary?"
"Even the tower master has never paid attention to my left shoulder."
This realization made Salton nervous.
If there was anyone else like Sid who knew about the existence of the diary in his body, Thor would never have a moment of peace for the rest of his life.
Death notice, what a useful golden finger in this world! It is worth countless people's desperate pursuit.
"Did it pull me down just for the diary?" Thor's face was heavy.
He is in no hurry to go out now.
He carefully observed the entire swamp, thinking about how to destroy it all.
Or at least destroy that core consciousness.
"Can the scorching breath deal with it? If there is a body buried here, there should be some flammable and explosive gas underneath, right? Be careful not to blow myself up."
Just as Thor was thinking, the seaweed ball that had just fallen climbed up the platform again.
It crawled to Thor's feet, shook off the mud on its body, and began to bend its tentacles and jump towards Thor.
Thor stretched out his left hand and punched out, trying to knock the latter away.
However, the moment his fist touched the seaweed ball, the latter extended countless black tentacles, wrapped around Thor's wrist, and fixed itself firmly on it.
Thor's punch hit nothing, he quickly readjusted his center of gravity and punched the ground hard again.
But just before his fist was about to hit the stone slab, Thor's movements suddenly stopped.
From beginning to end, the seaweed ball showed no signs of escaping or dodging, and even rubbed Thor's left hand, as if it liked his left hand very much.
Thor raised his hand in confusion, looking at his left hand that seemed to be wearing a boxing glove, and thought: "Could it be that this seaweed ball has sensed the existence of the diary?"
The dead wizard's diary, whose origin is unknown, is definitely not simple. Thor believes that it can at least reach the level of a third-level formal wizard.
The Lord of Gorsa Tower is a senior second-level wizard. There should be no mysterious creatures above the third level under the wizard tower he built.
Moreover, this Soul Devouring Demon Swamp is clearly a garbage dump for disposing of corpses and residual souls...
Residual soul?
Thor thought about his left hand, which the diary suggested could be used to temporarily store soul fragments.
Could it be that what this seaweed ball sensed was actually the taste of the remaining soul in the left hand?
So when it pounced on the diary, was it because it sensed the soul fragments on the diary? After all, when Sid was shattered by the electric chair, a black shadow entered the diary.
That black shadow must be a part of Sid's soul fragment, and a very special part, otherwise it would not be sucked away by the diary.
But the black residual soul has disappeared.
I don’t know what Seaweed Dumpling noticed.
While Thor was thinking, the seaweed ball kept rubbing against his hand.
"Have you licked enough?"
Thor came back to his senses and tried to pull the black thing off his left hand with a speechless look on his face.
But this thing is very clingy. If you pull one side off, the other side will come back again.
Thor was left breathless, but in the end he still couldn't take the seaweed ball down.
"Huh...you're clinging to me like this, do you want to leave with me?"
Thor gave up. He planned to leave here first and then find someone to deal with the guy in his hands.
Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, the seaweed ball that was rubbing against his hand immediately stopped moving.
But it didn't escape from Thor's left hand either.
"Hmm? Do you want to go out with me, or not?"
Instead, Thor became interested and started teasing the seaweed ball.
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"Gulp...Gulp...Snap! Gulp...Snap!"
Unexpectedly, the swamp around the platform suddenly became agitated, and huge bubbles emerged and exploded.
Huge black tentacles as thick as thighs stretched out from under the mud and tried desperately to reach out to the platform, but they were afraid of the platform and could only twitch in the mud around them.
“Swish!”
“Bang!”
The beating was so fierce that it seemed as if he wanted to cut Thor into pieces.
Thor immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing.
He exerted force with his right hand and this time easily pulled the seaweed ball off his left hand.
"I didn't say I was really going to take you out. Since you're so unhappy, you should just stay back."
Seaweed Dumpling seemed to really understand what Thor said. It walked to the edge of the platform, looking back every few steps, and finally jumped down.
Looking at the look, he is just like a child who wanted to go out to play after school but was taken back by his parents by grabbing the ears.
However, even though the seaweed dumpling returned, the abnormalities in the swamp did not subside.
They were like parents of a child, pinching Thor's waist and giving him stern warnings.
The tentacles slapped the mud, and soon, as the mud surged, new horrible things appeared in front of Thor.
Pale human faces emerged from the mud. They stared at Thor with ferocious expressions, their mouths opening and closing as if they were begging or cursing.
Although no sound was heard, Thor felt a ringing in his ears.
Even if he covered his ears, he couldn't block out the strange sound waves.
Thor didn't care about anything else. He turned around, stacked the two laboratory tables together with great effort, and stood on them.
But he ignored the fact that he was only 12 years old and not tall enough. Even if he stood on two tables, he couldn't reach his head.
Thor took a risky jump and grabbed the soil above his head with one hand, but he had no strength at all and fell onto the table again, swaying and almost falling off the platform.
"call!"
The ringing in his ears became louder and louder. Thor squatted on the table and covered his ears in pain. He tried to stand up, but could no longer jump.
Just as he was about to fall off the table, a burnt, dry hand suddenly broke out of the ground above his head, grabbed Thor's arm and pulled him out of the underground world.
Thor finally saw the light of day again.
“Puh!” He spat out the dirt in his mouth, and before he could even open his eyes, he kept thanking the people who saved him, “Thank you, thank you, I thought I couldn’t get out.”
The man was a gardener, and the skin on his hands was the same yellow as his face.
The gardener still had a bright smile on his face, but the movement of standing up looked very stiff.
"Don't be afraid. This is the early laboratory of the wizard tower, but it has been abandoned for a long time." The gardener explained enthusiastically, "Although the wizard has reinforced it, apprentices passing by will occasionally fall down."
I feel unwell and have a bad feeling.
Today is Sanjiang. According to the previous practice of this book, I should add more chapters to celebrate. Haha, I will leave it for the release date... (Write it in Byron's little notebook) I really thank all the readers. All the achievements of this book are supported by you every day! Your support and encouragement have given me endless strength. I will try my best to write the stories of this group of wizards, big and small, and hope to go on with you all!
Should Sanjiang have a speech? I don’t know, so I’ll just leave it here and let Run go to type.
(End of this chapter)
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