"Huh? Your head doesn't hurt anymore?"
After escaping from the shadow under the sea, the headache that had been tormenting Thor disappeared.
But when he shook his head, he still felt that there was water inside.
My left ear is itchy.
Thor tilted his head to the left, and then patted his right ear.
"Wow!"
There was a clear sound of water flowing in the left ear canal, and then he felt something flowing out of the ear.
Sol immediately raised his left hand to catch it, and felt a drop of something cold fall into his palm.
He looked down and saw a drop of black water.
The water droplets seemed to be very dense, and they immediately gathered like pearls in his palm. Sol shook his palm, and the pearl trembled slightly like jelly.
"Is this the water that got into my brain?"
Thor suddenly noticed that it had been a long time since he had been slapped in the face by a wave.
He stood up carefully and walked to the edge of the round platform. Only then did he see that the boundless sea had calmed down for some reason, and even the sound of the waves was much quieter.
"The round platform seems to have risen a few meters higher... No, it should be that the sea level is falling. This is good news."
The 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 saved me from the sea instead of the consciousness platform. Why did the diary stop working today?"
Thor looked up and stretched out his right hand towards the diary.
The diary finally responded and fell from the sky.
The moment the diary fell into his palm, Saul suddenly had an idea, "Isn't this diary... you don't want to get wet?"
A self-deprecating thought to relieve his inner tension flashed across his mind, and Thor looked down at the white pages of his diary. There is new text on it.
[October 21st, Year 317 of the New Moon Calendar, sunny
After the brain is flooded with water,
You get a drop of pure black tide.
Please use with caution.
Remember one sentence,
wizard world,
Pollution comes from the knowledge in your head, the starry sky above your head...
There is also the inner black tide. 】
Another rare item recognized by the diary!
No, this is more than just cherishing items.
Looking at the description in the diary, this is obviously one of the most terrifying things in the world.
"But where did this drop of black tide come from?" Saul looked at the black tide in his left hand and the diary in his right hand, thinking about the origin of this rare and dangerous material.
He thought about what he had done during this period, "By the way, it should be because I absorbed the pollution from those villagers and Claude!"
"The extremely overbearing death rules on the villagers are probably caused by this pollution! I absorbed the pollution in the villagers based on my past experience, thinking that they would be absorbed by the diary and 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."
Sol closed the diary and reflected on his negligence this time.
"I used the method of absorbing pollution to save people and exchanged information about the Borderlands. It seems that it was still too imprudent now. The pollution here is much more serious and severe than the pollution in the western region. If I can rely on the diary again, If you act unscrupulously, you will kill yourself sooner or later.”
After summing up the experience, Sol summed up the gains.
"Not to mention the information, Meng Ling is a good prop. Of course, the most important thing is this drop of black tide."
"Claude finally remembered that the reason why their village formed such a powerful must-kill rule was because this rule was recognized by the Borderlands. But now it seems that it was essentially recognized by the Black Tide. Yes. But why is Borderlands equal to Black Tide?"
"Agu once told me that when encountering danger in the Borderlands, you must first observe the rules here before choosing a subsequent action plan. In this way, are all areas with strong rules affected by the Kuroshio? ?Is there a black tide everywhere in the Borderlands?"
The diary says that pollution comes from the dark current within.
If there are black tides everywhere in Borderlands, then it is no wonder why it is so dangerous!
It seems that something extraordinary has been discovered.
Thor looked below the platform again. The black tide had receded so far that it was difficult to see the distance. More stars reappeared in all directions of the round platform.
"It's time to go back." Saul clenched a drop of black tide in his hand and was about to close his eyes and return to his body. Suddenly he realized something was wrong, "The time in the diary just now was... the 21st? When I came here, it was obviously... Why are there three days missing on the 17th?”
If he had really been imprisoned in the conscious world for such a long time, then Marsh was the only one outside, and I don't know how anxious he was already.
Thor calmed down, prepared for the worst, and then officially closed his eyes.
Consciousness returns!
…
When Sol slowly opened his eyes, he saw a dark small room in front of him, with a row of wooden fences nearby.
There was cold stone beneath him, and a rough stone wall behind him.
He raised his head and looked around, sighing silently, "It's really a bad situation."
Thor was actually locked in a wooden cage half as tall as a man!
"It seems that the trapped consciousness met other people in the past few days. But he was just arrested..." Thor checked his body in the limited space. There were no missing parts, and even his clothes had not been touched. " It’s a blessing among misfortunes. We really can no longer absorb pollution casually in the future.”
"Are you awake?" A hoarse old woman's voice sounded in the darkness.
A terrifying human face suddenly appeared outside the cage, squeezed tightly between two bars.
Her face was wrinkled and shrunken, and her eyes and ears were surprisingly large. She has long, sparse white hair tied high on the back of her head, with a lively finger hanging from the end of her hair.
When she spoke, her lips almost reached her ears.
"If you don't wake up, I'll have to dismantle you and see if there's anything else you can use."
"Where's my coachman?" Thor couldn't sense the opponent's strength, but it shouldn't be higher than the second level.
"Ha..." When the old woman spoke, a fishy smell came out of her mouth, as if she had a pickled fish stuffed in her throat, "Your coachman has been asking about you these past few days. When I woke up, I asked him how he was doing. He was very well. After watering for a few days, new mushrooms had grown."
Thor's eyes widened, "Did you plant him?"
"Huh?" The old woman stretched out her thick-jointed and rough-skinned fingers to touch her chin, "That's a good suggestion."
It seems to be alive.
Sol relaxed his shoulders and carefully rubbed the skin of his left wrist under the cover of his robe.
There was an inconspicuous bulge there, and underneath was the storage device he purchased from Archaeological Site.
Seeing that the old woman did not take away his storage device, Thor was relieved.
"Who are you? Why did you arrest me and my coachman?"
"It's not catching." The old woman shook her fingers and showed a joking smile. "You are the garbage I picked up when I went out. But some of them can still be used, and some of them can only be taken apart to see if there are any valuable parts. .As for me, you can just call me old witch, and you don’t need to know anything else.”
Thor's eyes moved to both sides and found that there were more than a dozen cages next to the cage where he was imprisoned.
Five of the cages contain humans or non-human creatures, while the others are empty.
The other people who were locked up were sitting in a huddle, and two of them clearly exuded the strength of a first-order wizard.
It seems that the old woman is a second-level wizard.
Thor took a deep breath and almost choked, "Your Excellency, the old witch..."
"There is no need to use honorifics. I don't like people who use honorifics on the surface but scold me in their hearts."
"Okay, old witch, how can you let me go?" Thor relaxed his shoulders.
The old witch put her hand into the cage and scratched Thor's chin with her fingertips. "The things I picked up are mine and will never be let go. I will only tear you apart when you are no longer useful."
(End of chapter)
