"Huh? Don't have a headache anymore? ”

After escaping in the shadows under the sea, the headache that had been tormenting Thor was gone.

It's just that he shook his head, still thinking that there was water in it.

There is some itching in the left ear.

Thor tilted his head to the left, then patted his right ear again.

"Whoa!"

There was a clear sound of water running in his left ear canal, and then he felt something come out of his ear.

Thor immediately raised his left hand to catch it, and felt a drop of cold and cold fall into his palm.

He looked down and saw that it was a black droplet.

The droplets seemed to be very dense, and immediately gathered in his palm like pearls. Thor shook his palm, and the pearl trembled slightly as if it were frozen.

"Is this the water that goes into my head?"

Thor suddenly noticed that it had been a long time since he had been slapped in the face by a wave.

He stood up cautiously and walked to the edge of the round platform, only to see that the endless sea had somehow calmed down, and even the sound of the waves was much quieter.

"The round platform seems to have risen a few more meters...... No, it should be that the sea level is falling. That's good news. ”

Danger seems to be far away.

"Well, if you look down from this angle, it looks a bit like the sea I saw in my coma when I first got the golden pages."

"It's just that it was the golden pages that rescued me from the sea at that time, not the platform of consciousness. What's the diary striking today? ”

Thor looked up and held out his right hand to the journal.

The diary finally responded, falling from the sky.

The moment the diary fell into the palm of his hand, Thor suddenly had an idea, "This diary can't be ...... Don't want to get wet, do you? ”

The self-deprecating thought of relieving the tension flashed through him, and Thor looked down at the white pages of the diary. There is already new text on it.

[New Moon Calendar Year 317, October 21, Sunny.]

After the brain is flooded,

You get a drop of pure Kuroshio.

Use with caution.

Remember the saying,

The world of wizards,

Pollution comes from the knowledge in the brain, the starry sky overhead......

And the inner Kuroshio. 】

Another rare item recognized by the diary!

No, it's not just about cherishing things anymore.

Looking at the description in the diary, it is clearly one of the scariest things in this world.

"But where did this black tide come from?" Thor looked at the Kuroshio in his left hand for a moment, and the diary in his right hand for a while, pondering the origin of this rare and dangerous material.

He thought back to what he had done during this time, "By the way, it should be the reason why I absorbed the pollution from those villagers and Claude!" ”

"The extremely domineering nirvana rules on those villagers are probably caused by this pollution! I absorbed the pollution in the villagers' bodies based on my previous experience, thinking that they would be absorbed by the diary and the starry sky in the consciousness space, and would not affect me. Unexpectedly, the pollution entered my body and turned into a drop of black tide, which almost drowned me. ”

Thor closed his journal and reflected on his oversight.

"I saved people by absorbing pollution and exchanged information on the Borderlands, and it still seems too careless. The pollution here is much worse and worse than in the western region. If I continue to act unscrupulously with my diary, sooner or later I will play myself to death. ”

Summing up the experience, Saul summed up the harvest again.

"Don't mention that information, Dream Bell is a good prop. Of course, the most important thing is this black tide. ”

Claude finally remembered that the reason why their village had formed such a powerful kill rule was because it was recognized by the Borderlands. But now it seems that it should have been recognized by Kuroshio in essence. But why is Borderlands equal to Kuroshio? ”

"Agu once told me that when you're in danger in the Borderlands, you must observe the rules before choosing your next course of action. In this way, are all regions with strong rules affected by the Kuroshio? Could it be that the Borderlands is full of Kuroshio? ”

The diary says that the pollution comes from the Kuroshio in the heart.

If the Borderlands is full of Kuroshio, it's no wonder why it's so dangerous!

It seems that something amazing has been discovered.

Thor looked below the platform again, the black tide had receded far away, and more stars had reappeared in all directions of the platform.

"It's time to go back." Thor clenched a drop of Kuroshio in his hand, and was about to close his eyes and return to his body, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong, "What is the time in the diary just now...... 21st? When I came here, it was only the 17th, so why was there three days missing? ”

If he was really imprisoned in the world of consciousness for so long, then Marsh was the only one outside, and I don't know what he was already anxious about.

Thor took his heel, prepared for the worst, and then closed his eyes.

Consciousness returns!

……

When Thor slowly opened his eyes, there was a small dark room in front of him, with a row of wooden fences nearby.

Underneath him were cold stone slabs, and behind him were rough stone walls.

He looked around and sighed silently, "It's a very bad situation." ”

Thor was locked up in a half-man-tall wooden cage!

"It should be that the trapped consciousness body has met other people in the past few days. But he was only caught...... "Thor checked his body in a limited space, and he didn't miss any parts, not even his clothes," which is a blessing in misfortune. In the future, you really can't just absorb pollution anymore. ”

"Are you awake?" A hoarse old woman's voice rang out in the darkness.

A terrifying human face suddenly appeared outside the cage, huddled tightly between the two fences.

Her face was wrinkled and shrunken, and her eyes and ears were surprisingly large. Her long, thinning white hair hung high behind her head, and a finger dangling from the end.

When she spoke, the corners of her mouth almost reached her ears.

"If you don't wake up again, I'll have to tear you down and see if there's anything you can use."

"Where's my coachman?" Thor couldn't sense the strength of the other party, but it shouldn't exceed the second order.

"Heh......" When the old woman spoke, a fishy smell wafted out of her mouth, as if she had a salted fish stuffed in her throat, "Your coachman has been asking about you these days, and when you wake up, you are also asking about him." He was so well that after a few days of watering, new mushrooms had grown. ”

Thor's eyes widened, "You planted him?" ”

"Huh?" The old woman stretched out her thick, rough-skinned fingers and touched her chin, "That's a good suggestion. ”

It seems to be alive.

Thor relaxed his shoulders and carefully rubbed the skin on his left wrist through the cover of his robe.

There was a non-obvious bulge underneath which was a storage vessel he had purchased from Archaeoster.

Seeing that the old woman had not taken away her storage, Thor breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who are you? Why did you arrest me and my coachman? ”

"It's not a catch," the old woman wagged her fingers and smiled playfully, "you are the garbage I picked up when I went out." However, some can still be used, and some can only be disassembled to see if there are any valuable parts. As for me, you can call me an old witch, and you don't need to know anything else. ”

Thor's gaze shifted to both sides, and he found that there were more than a dozen cages next to the cage where he was kept.

Five of the cages contained human, or non-human creatures, and the others were empty.

The other people who were locked up were all curled up and sat in a ball, and two of them clearly exuded the strength of a first-order wizard.

It seems that the old woman is a second-order wizard.

Thor took a deep breath and almost choked again, "Your Excellency the Old Witch......"

"I don't need to bring honorifics, I don't like people who are honorific on the surface and scold me in their hearts."

"Well, old witch, how can you let me go?" Thor loosened his shoulder.

The old witch reached into the cage and ran her fingertips over Thor's chin, "What I pick up is mine and will never let go." I'll only tear you down when you're useless. ”

(End of chapter)