Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 215

Chapter 215: Mezzanine (Part 3)

On Thor’s left hand side was the familiar scarlet door of the morgue.

There were two more doors in front of this door, which meant that Thor had come to the second floor of the East Tower.

“What on earth did Gorza raise in the wizard tower?” Thor could only complain in his heart, “When I become powerful, I will tie these arms and fingers into knots one by one!” After

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

“It’s really painful to use mental power as magic power.”

He ran all the way past the three morgues and stopped at the ramp at the end.

Suddenly he found something unusual again, braked in time, and stopped at the corner of the corridor and the ramp.

There was a faint sound of human voice coming from the front.

“I’m so hungry, so hungry.”

Thor frowned, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, “Isn’t it coming again? Is there no safe place in the East Tower at night?” “

I’m so hungry! ” “I’m

so hungry!” “

I’m so hungry! So hungry! So hungry! So hungry! So hungry!”

The voices suddenly began to get louder, and unbearable cries of begging appeared from more and more places.

The cries of hunger seemed to come from all directions, but no matter whether Thor looked straight or observed through semi-immersion meditation, he didn’t see a single figure.

Finally, Thor saw something white flowing down the wall in his peripheral vision.

He turned his head and looked carefully, and found that it was actually the wax left from the candlestick.

He had guessed that there was a pipe behind each candle lamp in the wizard tower.

A properly functioning candle would burn 24 hours a day because the pipe continued to transport the raw materials of the candle. Only those damaged candlesticks would have the pipes behind them dry up.

These pipes seemed unattended, but which candles needed to be replenished and which did not were all arranged properly. Over the years, there had never been any problems.

Who would have thought that today, when Thor accidentally ran out of the warehouse, he would encounter the abnormal situation of wax flowing out of the wall.

And not just one place.

Thor was surprised to find that all the walls in front, behind, left, and right of him, and all the candle bases, began to flow out wax that had not yet solidified.

What was even more terrifying was that as the wax covered the walls, the sounds of hunger became louder and louder, surrounding Thor in 360 degrees.

“So hungry! So hungry! So hungry! So hungry! So hungry!”

Seeing this, Thor knew that he might have encountered an unusually difficult situation again.

He tried to retreat to the second floor of the East Tower, but found that the wax flowing from the candlestick behind him had actually covered the entire floor and walls.

The wax on the ramp ahead was flowing to the ceiling against common sense, and then dripping down, forming a rain curtain that blocked Thor’s way.

“Is this wax dangerous?” Thor looked at the diary.

There was no warning in the diary.

Despite this, Thor was still uneasy.

He knew something about the composition of the wax.

This candle was supposed to keep the spirit calm, but the wax in front of him was obviously the one that was abnormal.

“So hungry! So hungry! So hungry! So hungry! So hungry!”

As the wax on the walls, the ground, and the ceiling became more and more, the sound in the entire corridor became louder and louder.

“I can’t be touched by this thing.” Thor thought firmly.

But seeing that it had already started to “rain” in front of him, and the wax behind him was accumulating more and more, about to surround him, Thor had to cast his sights back to the first floor of the East Tower where he had just escaped.

“Those ‘noodles’ should not be able to stay in the outside world for too long. If I go back now, maybe I can still use the dark corridor to avoid these mad wax.”

The diary did not stop him, which meant that the arms should have retreated and the plan was feasible.

Thor floated up directly. As he was out of his body for a longer time, he became more and more accustomed to being a ghost.

If he had not been out of his body for too long, he would really become a ghost. Perhaps Thor could take this opportunity to imitate the night wandering god who roamed the world.

Seeing that the wax behind him had also climbed to the ceiling and was about to block his way back, Thor quickly floated up and quickly got through the wax wrapped around him.

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

Thor, who was originally floating in the air like a bird, immediately felt that his body was as heavy as if it was filled with lead.

He fell to the ground with a snap, and fell firmly into the wax that was covered with a layer of wax on the ground.

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

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

From above, you can see a flat Thor in the wax.

“Eat him, eat him, eat him…”

The call of hunger immediately turned into greedy desire. The white wax wrapped the wandering soul in the middle of the night and shrank into the pipe on the wall little by little.

Everything almost returned to its original appearance, clean, dark, tidy, and quiet.

Except for the two candle holders on the wall near the dark corridor, which were damaged for some reason and fell to the ground, rolling lonely.

And Thor, the moment he was covered with wax, he felt bad. The only consolation was that the diary still did not respond.

He turned into a two-dimensional creature and was taken away by the wax. After being twisted and compressed, he was squeezed into the pipe.

As the light disappeared, the owners of the voices in the slender pipe all pounced on him.

Thor couldn’t see, but he could hear and feel.

Countless mouths bit on his spirit body, and the sounds of biting and devouring came from all directions and from his body.

“They are going to eat me!”

Although the diary had not yet indicated death, Thor had already struggled in fear.

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

Although the soul had long been distorted and the lost eye might not be a real eye, Thor instinctively felt that it was an important organ of his.

But there were too many enemies around, and even if Thor wanted to use his old tricks and use his mental power to cast witchcraft, he couldn’t do it.

Because it hurt too much!

There was a mouth biting desperately all over his body, like a dying beast falling into a lake full of piranhas.

Even more difficult, Thor felt that his right hand had also left his body. At this moment, the string in his mind – broke!

“Hungry, hungry, hungry! I just know I’m hungry!” Thor ignored the pain around his body and roared from the depths of his soul, “I haven’t eaten yet! Damn!”

Then he completely ignored the mouths around his body, ignored the pain from the depths of his soul, and ignored the consequences of dying here…

He suddenly opened his mouth and bit down on the unknown and unknown enemy in front of him.

As early as when he bit off a piece of meat from the arm of the noodles, he vaguely realized that other monsters could devour him, and he seemed to be able to devour others. It was

just limited by the cognition of consciousness, and this devouring could only be done by mouth at present.

Thor didn’t care whether the diary had any prompts or whether this biting would bring him other troubles. Anyway, his current idea was: too much debt is not a worry!

He swallowed the mouth opposite in one bite, and with strong anger, he chased the guy who bit off his left eye and right hand in the dark.

During this period, he bit back whoever bit him, and simply ignored those who couldn’t reach him, and only ate what was in front of him!

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer mouths in front of him, and he moved faster and faster.

Although in a narrow pipe, Thor still ran at the speed of a 100-meter final.

In his mental perception, the mouth that robbed his eyes and arms was still in front of him!

As no “person” dared to bite Thor anymore, and no “person” dared to stand in front of him anymore, Thor finally grabbed the robber, and did not care to distinguish which were the enemy’s spirits and which were his own, and swallowed them whole through his deformed mouth…!

Thor: Ever since I stopped being a human…

(End of this chapter)