Chapter 344 Pollution and Threads

Chapter 344 Pollution and Threads
“It’s so pretty! Brother Thor …… giggling …… looks so delicious!”

The Nightmare Butterfly flew back to Saul’s side the moment the “Milky Way” appeared, and a slightly hoarse voice of infatuation appeared in her always lovely and sweet voice.

Saul was a bit strange.

Doesn’t the Nightmare Butterfly feed on dreams?

After raising a Nightmare Butterfly, Saul began to study Heywood’s notes on Nightmare Butterfly research.

The other party was worthy of being Mentor Golza’s most accomplished apprentice at the moment, and in Penny’s opinion, many of the Nightmare Butterfly habits he summarized were correct.

Among them was the point that the Nightmare Butterfly’s main recipe was not souls as Saul had originally guessed.

It feeds on dreams and especially loves memories.

And the stronger the mood swings of dreams and memories, the more it would help the Nightmare Butterfly accumulate power.

Therefore, people who have encountered the Nightmare Butterfly often don’t have a good ending.

The more tragic the encounter, the deeper the fear, the more the Nightmare Butterfly can grow.

Looking at it this way, Penny had taken the proper villain script from birth, and if it wasn’t for the fact that she was trying to avoid Kismet’s pursuit, she was afraid that she wouldn’t have stayed in a small town for many years peacefully.

“Penny hasn’t left me since she was captured by the diary. And has it been eating in the meantime?”

Now that I think back to Penny’s voice just now …… was it starving?
Saul swept the silver butterfly’s wings and decided to go back and ask her again, then continued to approach the starry soul fragment.

He still didn’t understand why the soul fragments here were glowing. It also made him more and more curious about what might be at the bottom of the sea.

Behind the starlight was an illuminated arch-shaped structure.

Through the light, Saul saw the huge keel and the inverted bottom of the ship.

This should be the shipwreck Byron was talking about.

Continuing to approach, he brushed against the Starlight.

Thor, who has no romantic bone in his body, opens his hands and instantly transforms them into huge, transparent tentacles with suction cups.

He’s embracing the Milky Way.

Or rather devouring the Milky Way.

The white light that had been able to pass through the physical object with ease was swallowed the moment it touched the tentacle.

The sucker transformed into a sharp mouth that stretched and spat out a greedy tongue, sucking and devouring every soul fragment it could reach.

No one had ever dared to absorb soul fragments in such a raw manner, even the insane Byron was only able to carefully analyze these peculiar soul fragments when he encountered them, not daring to try to absorb them directly at all.

Unpurified soul fragments would have some memories of the original owner’s life and death within them.

Broken, scarce, but like an attachment that is difficult to weed out, unless resources are expended for decontamination and purification for certain experiments in order to get clean and usable fragments.

This is also the reason why there are so many soul fragments accumulated in the candle pipes of the Sorcerer’s Tower.

Like a mountain of garbage, it could be recycled, but it was often costly and draining.

The give and take don’t match.

But Saul was different, with his diary purification ability he came like a giant whale devouring plankton.

The moment those white soul fragments were swallowed into Saul’s tentacles, they turned into huge energy filling his body.

Along with it, there were also numerous impurities wrapped in the soul fragments.

However, these impurities were not absorbed cleanly by the diary as they had been in the past.

Before Saul could realize what was happening, he was subdued in place by a powerful shock.

He felt as if his skull had been lifted open, and then heaps of broken images were shaking out into it.

The countless broken images were accompanied by ear-piercing sounds.

There was despair, sadness, pain, anger, fear ……

To add to the confusion, the images and the additional sounds are usually not original either. It’s like watching a ghost movie with a gunfight soundtrack playing.

The word “chaotic” stands out!

It’s disturbing and mind-numbing.

Saul almost instantly forgot where he was, what he was about to do, what he had just thought about, and what he was expecting afterward. ……

After the initial bewilderment, there was great fear. But the fear also touched his head slightly and flickered away.

What ends it all is the immense sense of loneliness that sends shivers throughout the body.

Loneliness, dead silence.

It was even lonelier than when Sol had just flown over the sea, when the sea and the sky were eroding each other, and there was nothing but black and white and gray emptiness around him.

Saul’s sinking motion came to a complete halt.

The transparent tentacles also began to emit light after absorbing the many soul fragments that glowed.

However, the spirit armor around him that was originally trembling due to the water pressure instantly became solid.

But the filling of energy was accompanied by a crisis of consciousness.

Saul was in the middle of the aperture, vaguely sensing that those glowing soul fragments had actually begun to actively drill into him, aggravating the confusion in his head more and more.

As a result, the images connected to the images, the sound cut off the sound, and Saul’s outer body seemed to have turned into a stone statue, unable to move a muscle; his inner consciousness was undergoing a great tremor. The chaotic feeling brought to him by absorbing a large number of soul fragments this time was even more terrifying than the first time he had made a fool of himself to carry out the Sorcerer Body Transformation Experiment.

However, in the midst of the increasingly intense onslaught of pain, Saul gradually came to his senses.

He felt that he should feel pain in such chaos, but his brain unexpectedly blocked out the negative interference.

His eyeballs suddenly turned white throughout, whereupon the images of the outside world immediately withdrew from within his consciousness.

All he could see now was the impurities from those soul fragments in his head.

The chaotic impact of sound and picture grew stronger as a result!

The seconds were like years.

However, the conscious Saul gradually saw a line in these broken and fragmented sounds and images.

A line that runs through it all.

A thread that connected all the fragments together.

Deep down, Saul felt that if he could only find the end of the thread and give it a gentle lift, he would realize that everything was in order, and that the confusion was only due to a lack of breadth of perception.

The sounds, the images, or the experiences of the dead would all line up in a set order.

And by shaking that thread, Saul would be able to make the things strung together on the thread rend according to his thoughts.

Now, in the chaotic picture in front of Saul’s eyes, there was a thread that became clearer and clearer.

Saul reached out his hand – in his perception he reached out his hand – and tried to touch the thin thread that was hidden in so many consciousnesses.

He felt he was about to touch that thread.

But when his fingertips were only a millimeter away from the thin line, all the images and sounds, as well as the thin line that was so close at hand, all disappeared in an instant.

Saul snapped back to his senses and realized that he was still in the middle of the deep sea.

His feet were on the bottom of the sunken ship, and one hand was reaching forward.

And all around him, there were still soul fragments floating like fireflies.

“Brother Saul! Brother Saul! What happened to you?”

The silver butterfly flew in front of Saul with a little bit of worry in its voice.

And Algae, who was incarnated as a propeller, also stuck its head in front of Saul and used its shark-like teeth to gently bite Saul’s arm, one at a time.

It was also trying to wake up Saul.

Before Saul, who had returned to his senses, could pacify the two little pets, he felt his lungs bursting!

A huge sense of suffocation accompanied by near-death fear instantly took over the main working area of his brain.

It was imperative to get to the surface immediately!

Sorcerer apprentices’ bodies could hold their breath for a very long time, but that didn’t mean they didn’t have to breathe.

In fact, with their huge energy consumption, their need for air was actually greater.

Right now, Saul had come to the critical point of suffocation that his body could withstand due to an accident.

It must be floated immediately!

he thought again.

However, just as he was about to stomp on the wreck to float to the surface, he felt a strange wave of magic power coming from beneath his feet.

Saul looked down.

With just one glance, he locked onto a few grains of gray stone in the cracks of the rotting wooden planks.

Although the gray stones were no different from the other stones at the bottom of the sea, Saul, whose mental power was extremely sharp, quickly discerned that the magic fluctuations he had just sensed were emanating from these few small stones.

Saul pointed at the wooden gap.

The Nightmare Butterfly was still confused, but Algae had already rushed over.

The worry that she had just felt for Saul turned into a huge bite, and with a whimpering bite, she swallowed several gray stones into her mouth, along with all of the rotting wood around it.

Afterwards, without waiting for Saul’s instructions, Little Algae once again transformed into a propeller and sent Saul out to the bottom of the sea.

“Cough cough cough ……”

Despite having surfaced as quickly as his body could bear, Saul still didn’t make it to the end.

He choked hard on several mouthfuls of bitter seawater, and a fiery pain came from his nose and throat.

At this moment, a white light struck Saul, a 0th-rank sorcery Cure Minor Injuries.

While paddling, Saul looked up and saw Senior Byron standing on the reef frowning and watching him with concern.

“Pfft.” He ran his hand over the seawater on his face and revealed an embarrassed smile, “I was just careless and almost played it off.”

Third shift! Ask for some monthly tickets.

Small voice beep: who threatened me with a monthly ticket?

(End of chapter)