The moment Thor jumped onto the stump, he found himself forcibly transported to another dimension.

He looked around and was surrounded by tall buildings and hurried pedestrians.

Everyone looked tired on their faces.

The scorching sun overhead shook people so much that they couldn't open their eyes.

The surrounding sounds are chaotic and annoying.

"Hallucinations?" This was Saul's first reaction.

"No, this is supposed to be an upside-down tree."

There were benches on both sides of the road, but no one sat on them to rest at this time. Everyone is as busy as if they have clockwork on their backs.

Thor looked over to the bench and sat down. Clasp your hands together and press your chin against your chin.

"The inverted tree can replicate the world in a certain area, but for the normal world, it is inverted."

Thor closed his eyes, his spirit body vibrated slightly, and he immediately felt the uncoordinated sense of gravity on his body.

However, Thor did not immediately remove this incongruity, but let himself stay in the upside-down city.

"The last time I was here, it was empty, but now it's so lively. It seems that all the people of the inner city have gathered here. ”

At this time, the people on the street were walking in a hurry, and only Thor was sitting alone, extremely moving and quiet, in stark contrast.

Thor seemed to be just sitting still, but he was actually observing every pedestrian who passed by.

They look no different from normal people, and even their expressions are very vivid.

Some are sad, some are anxious, some are happy.

It's like a real world.

But after observing for a while, Thor realized that the scene in front of him was repeating itself.

For example, a brown-haired man who had hurried in front of him ten minutes earlier had once again walked past him with the same movements and expressions.

Thor vividly remembered the appearance of everyone who walked in front of him

Everyone walks at different speeds, so the frequency of reappearing in front of him is not the same.

When thirty-six minutes passed, the last man appeared in front of Thor again.

And this time, Thor didn't let him pass, but just stood up and stopped him.

The man who was stopped looked up in confusion and did not speak, just glared at Thor.

As the man was stopped, the others slowly stopped as if they had been touched by the clockwork.

They stopped near Thor and looked blankly at Thor like the first man to be stopped.

But no matter how many people gathered around, no one spoke.

Polar motion completely becomes extremely static in a short period of time.

Forming a scene with an eerie atmosphere.

"Let me see where the connection between you is." Thor broke the silence as he smiled at the crowd in front of him, slowly narrowing his eyes.

A translucent thread spread out of his body, and these threads did not touch the person in front of him, but kept stirring around everyone in the clear air.

"There is no line of fate." The smile on Thor's lips slowly faded, "Like the wizard of Jonah outside, they're all dead." ”

Dead people don't necessarily have no fate line.

If they can become resentful spirits with relatively stable forms, or even powerful evil spirits, fate lines will appear.

It's just that compared to the living, it's intermittent.

Only the four consciousness bodies raised by Sol have a fate line similar to that of a living person.

"You are not living and have no self-consciousness...... You're the same Pollution that first appeared in Archaeological City, the same as the Ash People. ”

Thor retracts his fate line.

"When I was in Archaeological City, I saw a lot of people, and at one moment they seemed to have turned into monsters. And they will have a translucent silk thread on the top of their heads. ”

At the time, Thor didn't know what these thin threads were, and thought they were manipulated ropes like dolls.

After successfully developing the fate lines in his body, he understood that those should be forcibly pulled out of the body of the polluted.

Thor hadn't yet studied what would happen if the fate line was removed and controlled by someone else.

But now, these people may be one of the answers.

The dead man without the fate line has become a puppet that is randomly choreographed and manipulated inside the inverted tree.

It's like the most ordinary NPC in the game, who doesn't even have a line and acts according to the established setting.

When their scheduled actions are interrupted, they fall into confusion.

Thor suddenly raised his left hand.

"Smack!"

snapped his fingers.

A powerful mental fluctuation rippled out in all directions along with the sound.

It is as if the spring breeze blows the lake and ripples.

Everyone who stayed by Thor's side was like a lake, their bodies twisting like waves.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

From the inside out, the distorted human skin bursts like balloons, scattering into a cloud of gray smoke.

The gray mist seemed to gather and disperse, and a human figure could barely be discerned.

But after becoming this ghostly appearance, a little transparent thin line gradually emerged from the top of their heads.

Thor had just broken the power that imprisoned these undead, and torn off the camouflage from them.

Sure enough, it was the Ash Man he had ever seen.

"Sure enough, the pollution inside the archaeological site was actually made by the inverted tree itself. At that time, ordinary people who only affected the outside world on a small scale have now been so brazen as to drag the entire inner city in? And for what? ”

Thor flicked at the nearest Ash Man, who immediately turned to dust and fell to the ground.

"Scattered? So fragile? The inverted tree can pull so many people's souls in, and it can't maintain its strength? Thor suddenly laughed as if he had discovered someone else's secret, "It seems that what Wizard Jonah said is not entirely wrong. ”

"There's something wrong with the state of the upside-down tree, and it's likely that the problem is Beth, the Dean, and ...... Char caused. ”

Char, this victim paranoia has really done a big thing!

The light suddenly dimmed.

Thor was shaken back to his senses by the alternation of light and darkness, only to realize that the surroundings had somehow changed from day to night. And the ash men who had just surrounded him were gone.

"Huh? Is it because I found something that moved me to this place? ”

He looked around again.

Overhead is a bright moon.

On both sides are tall buildings.

It's just that these high-rise buildings are a little too dense, and there is almost no separation between them.

They formed a circle, enclosing Thor in a small clearing.

As if to put him in a cage.

There is also a street lamp to the left of Thor, which emits a dim glow.

Unlike the bustling daytime, this night scene is very quiet, with only a few faint footsteps.

It's like someone walking barefoot on tiptoe, on a stone path.

In the footsteps, the sound of flesh and stone sticking can be heard.

A hint of fear creeped from the deepest part of his mind to his forehead.

The overhead streetlights crackled, flickering a few times, then getting dimmer as the equipment aged.

Thor looked up and saw that the full moon had turned into a crescent moon.

In the darkness behind the street lamp, there was a huge shadow that looked like a human but was five or six meters high.

"So much?" Thor blurted out, "Really...... What a surprise! ”

He no longer looked around and the moon above his head that suddenly turned round again.

Thor pulled the cloak behind him and wrapped himself tightly from head to toe.

Two seconds later, the cloaked body suddenly shrunk!

And in the gap between the cloak and the ground, gray translucent tentacles slowly stretched out.

(End of chapter)