The small ball of seaweed landed on Thor's left shoulder, and the tentacles stretched upward, twisting and shaking, like a convulsion.

"What is this?"

As Thor muttered to himself, the Diary, which had been quietly hovering over his left shoulder, flew up to him.

[New Moon Calendar Year 314, August 26, Sunny.]

You seem to have discovered a secret space under the Wizard's Tower,

I don't know how many secrets are buried here,

Beneath your feet is the Soul Eater swamp that has existed for an unknown amount of time,

Now, the core consciousness of the Devil's Swamp is dancing on your shoulder,

You can see that it really likes you.

Like it...... Wanted to keep you here forever. 】

Soul Eater Bog? Core awareness?

Diary, diary, you're out of line again, you know?

"This little seaweed dumpling likes me?" Thor muttered to himself.

At this time, the little seaweed ball suddenly jumped up from Thor's left shoulder and threw himself into the air, looking at the momentum, it was actually running towards the diary in front of Thor's eyes!

"Whoosh-"

The small seaweed balls fluttered into the air and rolled directly into the mud from the edge of the high platform.

Thor: "......"

"Diary, are you sure this core consciousness likes me, not you?"

The diary didn't pick up Sol and flew back to his left shoulder.

But what it had just done made Thor a little wary.

Is it possible to detect the existence of the diary?

Otherwise, why does it run wherever the diary is?

"It's called the Soul Eater Swamp, so its essence isn't that seaweed, it's this piece of mud. Why does Mud feel the presence of the diary? ”

"Obviously, even the tower master has never paid attention to my left shoulder."

The realization made Salton nervous.

If there were still people like Sid who knew about the existence of the diary inside him, then Thor would not want to have a moment of peace for the rest of his life.

Death teaser is so useful in this world that the cheat!

It is worth the desperate pursuit of countless people.

"Did it pull me off just for the diary?" Thor's face was heavy.

He's not in a hurry to get out now.

He looked closely at the entire mire, thinking of what could be done to destroy it all.

Or at least to destroy that core consciousness.

"Can a burning breath deal with it? If there were bodies buried here, there would be some flammable and explosive gases underneath, right? Be careful not to blow myself up. ”

Just as Thor was thinking, the seaweed clump that had just fallen climbed up the high platform again.

It crawled to Thor's feet, shook the mud off its body, and began to bend its tentacles again, jumping on Thor.

Thor reached out his left hand and threw a punch to knock the latter away.

However, the moment his fist made contact with the seaweed dango, the latter stretched out countless black tentacles, wrapped around Thor's wrist, and firmly anchored himself to it.

Thor's punch was the equivalent of a swing, and he quickly readjusted his center of gravity and threw another punch to the canvas.

But just before his fist was about to land on the slate, Thor's movements stopped abruptly.

Throughout, the seaweed ball showed no signs of evasion, and even rubbed Thor's left hand, looking like he liked it too.

Thor raised his hand in confusion, looked at his left hand, which seemed to be wearing boxing gloves, and wondered, "Isn't this seaweed dumpling aware of the existence of the diary?" ”

The Death Wizard's Diary, I don't know where it came from, but the origin is definitely not simple. Thor believes that it can at least reach the level of a third-level official wizard.

The Lord of the Gorsa Tower is a senior second-level wizard, and there should be no mysterious creatures beyond the third-level under the wizard tower he established.

Moreover, this Soul Eater is clearly a garbage dump for corpses and remnants......

Remnant Soul?

Thor thought about his left hand, which was a spirit ester that the diary suggested could store soul fragments for a short time.

Could it be that what this seaweed dumpling perceives is actually the smell of the remnant soul of the left hand?

So it pounced on the diary at that time, was it also because it felt the soul fragment on the diary?

After all, after West Germany was shattered by the inductive chair at that time, there was still a black phantom that entered the diary.

The black phantom must also be part of the fragment of West Germany's soul, and it is a very special part, otherwise it would not have been actively sucked up by the diary.

It's just that the black remnant soul is gone.

I don't know what the seaweed dumplings have noticed.

As Thor pondered, the seaweed ball kept rubbing against Thor's hand.

"Have you licked enough?"

Coming back to his senses, Thor was speechless and tried to pull the black guy off his left hand.

But this guy is so tightly entangled that he picks off one side and re-entangles the other side.

It made Thor panting, and in the end he still couldn't get the seaweed ball down.

"Whew...... You're pestering me so much, do you want to leave with me? ”

Thor gave up, he planned to get out of 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 rubbing on his hand immediately stopped moving.

But it also didn't break away from Thor's left hand.

"Huh? Do you want to go out with me, or don't you want to? ”

Thor became interested and began to tease the seaweed dumplings in reverse.

"Goo...... Goodo...... Syllable! Goodo...... Syllable! ”

Unexpectedly, the quagmire around the high platform suddenly became agitated, and huge bubbles emerged and exploded.

Huge black tentacles as thick as thighs stretched out from under the mud, desperately reaching towards the high platform, but they were afraid of the high platform, so they could only twitch on the mud around them.

"Huh!"

"Smack!"

It was violently whipped at that moment, as if it was about to break Thor into pieces.

Thor immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing.

With the force of his right hand, he easily ripped the seaweed ball off his left hand.

"I didn't say I really wanted to take you out, since you're so unhappy, then you better go back and stay."

As if she really understood Thor's words, she walked to the edge of the high platform three times and finally jumped down.

Looking at it, it's like a child who wants to go out to play after school, but is taken back by his parents with his ears pulled.

However, the seaweed dumplings returned, but the anomaly of the swamp did not subside.

They are like the parents of their children, pinching their waists and issuing a stern warning to Thor.

One by one, tentacles slapped at the mud, and soon, as the mud swirled, something new and terrifying appeared in front of Thor's eyes.

Pale faces emerged from the mud, their expressions hideous, glaring at Thor, their mouths opening and closing, as if pleading, as if cursing.

There was no sound coming out, but it made Thor feel a burst of tinnitus.

Even if he covered his ears, he couldn't keep out the strange sound waves.

Thor didn't care about anything else, and quickly turned around and laboriously stacked the two experimental tables together and stood up.

However, he ignored that he was only 12 years old now, and he was not tall enough to stand on two tables and not even reach the top of his head.

Thor took a risky leap and grabbed the soil above his head with one hand, but he couldn't borrow his strength at all, and fell back onto the table, staggering, and almost fell to the high platform.

"Whew!"

The ringing in his ears grew heavier and heavier, and Thor crouched on the table and covered his ears in pain, barely standing up, but unable to beat anymore.

Just as he was about to fall off the table, a scorched, dry hand burst out of the ground above his head, grabbed Thor's arm, and tore him out of the underworld.

Thor finally sees the light of day.

"Phew!" He spit out the soil particles in his mouth, and before he could open his eyes, he kept thanking the person who saved him, "Thank you, thank you, I thought I couldn't get out." ”

The man who came was a gardener, and the skin on his hands was as yellow as his face.

The gardener still had a big smile on his face, but he looked stiff when he stood up.

"Don't be afraid. Below is the early laboratory of the Wizarding Tower, but it has been abandoned for a long time. The gardener enthusiastically explained, "Although the wizard has made reinforcements, there are still occasional apprentices who pass by and fall. ”