To Thor's left, is the familiar scarlet door of the corpse.

And there are two more doors in front of such a gate, which also means that Thor has come to the second floor of the East Tower.

"What the hell did Gorsa keep in the Wizard's Tower?" In this case, Thor only dared to complain in his heart, "When I become strong in the future, I will tie these arms and fingers into a dead knot one by one!" ”

After expressing his inner tension and depression, Thor began to have a headache again.

"It's really painful to beat out mental power as magic."

He ran all the way through the three corpses until he came to the end ramp before stopping.

Suddenly, he noticed the anomaly again, braked in time, and stopped at the corner of the corridor and ramp.

A small human voice was heard in front of me.

"I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry."

Thor frowned, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart, "Won't you come again, isn't there a safe place in the East Tower at night?" ”

"I'm so hungry!"

"I'm so hungry!"

"I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! ”

Suddenly the voices began to grow louder, and there were unbearable pleas from more and more places.

The cry of hunger seemed to come from all directions, but no figure was seen by Thor or through the half-immersion meditation method.

Finally, Thor swept out of his eye to see something white flowing down the walls.

He turned his head to look and saw that it was the wax left behind from the candlestick.

He had guessed that there was a pipe attached to each candle in the Wizard's Tower.

Candles that are functioning properly will burn 24 hours a day because the pipes continuously deliver the raw materials for the candles. Only those damaged candlesticks, the pipes behind them will dry up.

These pipes seem to be unattended, but which candle needs to be replenished and which one is not, it has been arranged properly, and over the years, there has never been a problem.

Who would have thought that today, Thor accidentally ran out of the storeroom with a soul, and he encountered an anomaly of wax flowing out of the wall.

And not in one place.

Thor was surprised to find that all the walls in front of him, on the left and right, and on the bases of all the candles, began to gush outwards with wax that had not yet solidified.

What's even more terrifying is that as the wax spreads over the walls, the voices that express hunger grow louder and louder, surrounding Thor three hundred and sixty degrees.

"I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! ”

Seeing this, Thor knew that he was afraid that he would encounter another extremely difficult situation.

He tried to retreat to the second floor of the East Tower, only to find that the wax from the candlestick behind him had covered the entire floor and walls.

The wax on the ramp ahead flowed unnaturally to the ceiling, and then fell down in a trickle, forming a curtain of rain that strictly blocked Thor's path.

"Is this wax dangerous?" Thor looked at the journal.

The diary has no warning.

Still, Thor was uneasy.

He knew a little bit about the composition of the wax.

This candle was supposed to maintain the peace of the spirit, but the wax in front of it was clearly the one that was abnormal.

"I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! ”

As the wax on the walls, floors, and ceilings increased, so did the sound throughout the hallway.

"Can't be touched by this thing." Thor thought firmly.

However, seeing that it had begun to rain in front of him, and that the wax behind him was accumulating more and more, about to surround him, Thor had no choice but to cast his eyes back on the first floor of the East Tower that he had just escaped.

"Those 'noodles' shouldn't be able to stay out there for long, and I'll go back now, and maybe be able to dodge the mad wax through the dark corridors."

The journal didn't stop him, indicating that the arms should have receded and the plan worked.

Thor floated straight up, and as he was out of his body for a long time, he became more and more comfortable with being a ghost.

If he hadn't been out of body for too long, he would have really become a ghost, and maybe Thor would have taken this opportunity to simulate the night wanderer who wandered the world.

Seeing that the wax liquid behind him also climbed to the roof and was about to block the back road, Thor hurriedly floated up and quickly drilled through the packages of wax around him.

However, just as Thor was about to escape from the encirclement, the candlesticks on both sides of him suddenly burst open, and the wax inside sprayed out like a shower, directly pouring Thor who was caught off guard.

Thor, who was still floating in mid-air like a bird, immediately felt as heavy as lead.

He snapped and fell to the ground, falling firmly into the wax that had been in the lake on the ground.

If a third party saw Thor at this time, they would be dumbfounded.

Because the moment Thor fell into the wax, his spirit instantly melted and merged into the wax beneath him.

Looking from above, a flat Thor can be seen in the wax.

"Eat him, eat him, eat him......"

The call of hunger immediately turned into greedy desire, and the white wax enveloped the soul that wandered in the middle of the night, and little by little it shrank into the pipe of the wall.

Everything was almost back to its original state, clean, dark, neat, silent.

Except for the wall near the dark hallway, the base of two candles was somehow damaged and fell to the ground, rolling lonely and lonely.

As for Thor, the moment he was doused with wax, he had a bad heart, and the only slight consolation was that the diary still did not respond.

Transformed into a two-dimensional creature, he was carried away by the wax liquid, and after a lot of twisting and compression, he was also squeezed into the pipe.

As the light faded, the owners of those voices pounced on the slender pipes.

Thor can't see, but he can hear and feel.

Countless mouths bit at his spirit, and the sounds of biting and devouring came from all directions, from within him.

"They're going to eat me!"

Although the diary did not yet indicate death, Thor was already struggling in horror.

Especially after he felt that one of his eyes was out of his socket and gnawed off by something, he quickly stretched out his right hand to grab his own eye.

Although the soul has long been distorted and deformed, and the loss of an eye may not be a real eye, Thor instinctively feels that it is his vital organ.

However, there are too many enemies around, and even if Thor wants to repeat his old tricks, he can't use his mental power to perform sorcery.

Because it hurts so much!

He had a mouth all over his body that was desperately biting, like a dying beast that had fallen into a lake full of piranhas.

To make matters worse, Thor felt his right hand leave his body, and at this moment, the string in his head was broken!

"Hungry, hungry, hungry! Just know that you are hungry! Ignoring the pain around him, Thor roared from the depths of his soul, "I haven't even eaten!" Gan! ”

Then he completely ignored the mouths around his body, the pain that fed back from the depths of his soul, and the consequences of dying here......

He opened his mouth reluctantly and pointed it at the unknown, unidentified enemy in front of him...... I took a bite down.

As early as after he bit a piece of flesh from his lower arm, he was vaguely aware that other monsters could devour him, and he seemed to be able to devour others.

It's just limited by conscious cognition, and this devouring can only be carried out by the mouth at the moment.

Thor didn't care if the diary had any hints, and didn't care if the bite would cause him other trouble, anyway, his current thoughts were: Don't worry if you have too much debt!

He swallowed the mouth of the other side in one gulp, and with intense anger, went to the darkness to chase the guy who had bitten off his left eye and right hand.

During this period, whoever bites him, he will bite back, and if he can't reach it, he simply ignores it and only eats what is in front of him!

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer mouths in front of him, and the speed of progress became faster and faster.

Although it was in a narrow pipe, Saul still ran the speed of the 100-meter final.

In his spiritual perception, the mouth that robbed him of his eyes and arms was still ahead!

With no "man" daring to bite Thor anymore, and no "man" daring to stand in front of him, Thor finally grabbed the robber, and couldn't tell which were the enemy's spirits and which were his own, and stumbled through his deformed mouth...... Swallow it!