Chapter 190: Layers of Illusory

The face that was pulled off the ground by Thor showed a distorted smile a little, and his facial features had been pulled and deformed, but he didn't care at all.

"Welcome to my estate, little toys. You're one of the funniest I've encountered in all these years. ”

"Oh, am I a toy? So what's the other out there? ”

"It's a boring toy."

The witch's sanity has probably faded with the original alienation.

"If the mutation in this manor is caused by the eye of the wind, it is likely to be caused by the original owner."

"But now there is clearly something strange above the manor, and it is even continuing to affect my mood."

The vision in front of you and the chaotic fluctuations overhead may be caused by the eye of the wind.

Thor decided to test the witch in front of him first, and then consider the cause of the chaos above.

He grabbed the witch's tentacles and began to slowly exert force, stirring from the witch's face into her deeper flesh.

If people who don't know see it, they will think that Thor is a terrifying murderer.

The witch didn't resist either, and looking at her expression, she seemed to enjoy the feeling of being pierced.

Soon, Thor discovers contamination from the witch's body, which also belongs to the Kuroshio.

But in the midst of this pollution, there are many other cluttered things.

"Negative emotions...... Confusion...... Confusion...... The contamination on this witch is so complicated. ”

A mixture of gray, dark green, and black was sucked into Thor's tentacles, while eroding each other inside the translucent tentacles.

"She wasn't alienated by the pollution of the Kuroshio. It's more like being polluted and corroded by the Kuroshio Current. ”

But the level of pollution and chaos in the witch does not seem to be worthy of the eye of the storm, a word that heralds destruction.

As the contamination was precipitated little by little by Thor. The witch's originally crazy eyes gradually calmed down.

She watched as Thor no longer admired his toys with the condescending attitude. There was also a sense of confusion in both eyes as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

"I ...... You...... Why can you bring me back to some sanity? ”

The witch's half-rotted face rose from the black stains, barely leaning out of her half-body, lying limply on the ground.

"The pollution on your body can also be removed separately, which shows that your alienation is not completely irreversible. If you listen to me, maybe I'll consider helping you come to your senses. ”

The witch opened her mouth and touched her cheeks with both hands, as if to reclaim her presence.

Suddenly, she chuckled under her breath.

"It turns out that I haven't been completely alienated yet. But this incident was told to me by a strange wizard. ”

Thor frowned and squatted down, "What the hell are you alienated for?" Does it have something to do with the eye of the storm in the Borderlands? Do you know what the eye of the storm is? ”

However, witches have never heard of the term "eye of the storm".

From her distracted eyes, she could barely tell her confusion.

"I don't know what you're talking about. When I failed in my research, my magic backfired, and I was horribly polluted. But when I became a monster outside, none of my friends and servants came to save me! They're all trying to get out of the manor before I get out of control! ”

"Hah! I could still talk and see, but they ignored my sanity and sealed the whole room. ”

There was undisguised resentment in the witch's eyes.

If that group of people appeared in front of her again, the witch might go up and tear them apart.

"My body has melted uncontrollably, but my spirit has not completely changed. I pleaded in the room over and over again, hoping that they would come back and save me. ”

"Obviously, it may be possible to save me with just a pair of potions and a magic purification, but they chose to seal me directly, identifying my madness and alienation, and they are not even willing to separate one eye to check my state!"

"You don't know, one can't move, can't speak, and all eyes are full of disgusting hallucinations...... What is it like to wait for death in such agony a little bit! ”

"I don't know how long it took, but just when I was about to hold on, someone else entered my manor and sent someone to lift the seal. I thought I had finally waited for my chance to call for help. ”

The witch laughed miserably, but then it turned into a nervous weird laugh.

"It's me who is so naΓ―ve, a person who is identified as a pollutant, and a puddle of meat that has dried up. How could they believe that I was an ordinary person? ”

The witch looked at Thor, her despair and pain waning little by little.

"They didn't listen to me at all, they left here, and even strengthened the seal. My screams of pain and weakness have become their capital to show off! ”

The witch's body was still rising, and she could already straighten her body.

"Until one day, I suddenly woke up." The witch began to laugh, "My strength has grown. Everything in the manor is at my command. It's like going back to when I was at my strongest. ”

"No, I'm stronger now than I was before!"

She looked at Thor, her eyes red, pupils so large that they almost covered the entire whites of her eyes.

"You're just my newest toy!"

The witch's form moved, and it seemed that she was about to approach Thor.

Thor suddenly raised a hand, "What do you think of my toy?" ”

The witch was stumped by Thor's question, her limited IQ couldn't figure out why Thor asked, but she subconsciously answered.

"You're a fun toy."

Thor withdrew his hand, and even the arm that had turned into an octopus tentacle on the ground retracted into his sleeve, turning back into a human arm.

"I see." Thor looked at the witch and directly touched the other party's dark face with his hand, "Actually, the space I am in now is not the real space. This is also your dollroom, and all of us are just toys that you manipulate. ”

The witch's face changed, as if she wanted to say something.

However, the basement where the two of them were suddenly shuddered.

But this time the impact didn't come from the room overhead.

It's the outside world!

Thor clearly felt an extremely powerful presence entering the space.

The whole world seemed to tremble.

If this is a dream, then this dream is about to be shattered because of the extremely unstable force involved!

It's a third-order wizard who has come in!

Saul's face was pale, he knew that it should be Pe'er's side to do it!

However, his side has not yet confirmed the specific existence of the eye of the storm.

Could it really not be the eye of the storm, but the source of chaos and malice above his head that is the eye of the storm?

If Thor's entry into this manor was like a small stone thrown into the surface of the lake, which would make the lake ripple, then the powerful existence of the third order was like a brick smashing on the mirror, directly smashing the mirror to pieces.

Soon, the entire space trembled again.

The image in front of Thor's eyes suddenly distorted and trembled as if the signal was bad.

For a few seconds, Thor seemed to see that he was not an empty room with the windows of the surrounding rooms sealed, but a room full of miscellaneous items.

There are metal shelves that fall horizontally and vertically underfoot, and tables and chairs that have been twisted and deformed by the collision in front of him.

There were traces of massive blood sprays on the walls and floors.

It's as if there was once a terrible battle here.

And behind the crooked tables and chairs, lay a corpse with only half of its upper body left.

The half of the body was also blurred with flesh and blood, as if it had been eaten by something.

And the corpse lying on the ground actually had the same face as the witch just now!

The image fluctuated again, and it turned into an empty room with the windows sealed all around.

Thor closed his eyes, and at the end of the flashback, he saw a large mouse in the cluttered room, with a large amount of blood on the corner of its mouth.

Didn't catch up yesterday, painful

(End of chapter)