Chapter 213 Mezzanine (I)

Chapter 213 The Mezzanine (I)

The giant spinning the machine looked up and said slowly, “You, forgot to pick the head out.”

The other giant set down the large box with a puzzled look, “Strange, picked it out.”

He reaches inside and takes the head out, holding it in both hands, “I’ll go, put it up.”

The giant spinning the machine suddenly licked his tongue, his eyes dead set on the head, the thirst in his eyes unmistakable.

But in the end, he didn’t say anything, just nodded and continued turning the machine.

The machine without the human head continued to run, winnowing what was left inside to pieces.

Out of curiosity to know what the giants would do with the heads, Saul followed them over with the intention of seeing.

But just as he got close, a wailing translucent human face suddenly emerged from the heads in the giants’ hands and flew straight at Saul while breaking down and crying silently.

Just as Saul took a step to the left to avoid it, the wailing human face deftly turned in the air in an instant and opened its mouth to bite at Saul.

Saul quickly reached out to block, but he could not release his magic power at this time, and could only rely on his spiritual body to resist.

The wailing face “whimpered” and bit into Saul’s arm, a trance-like and heart-breaking pain reached Saul’s consciousness.

Saul endured the pain, and tore off the human face that bit his finger, and tore his hands to both sides.

The crying face let out a ghostly wail, sounding more and more pitiful.

Saul didn’t move the slightest bit, and once again exerted his strength, tearing the crying face into two halves. Not only that, he also iterated the two halves together and continued to tear it.

Only after tearing the crying face into a dozen or so pieces did he stop with palpitations.

Crying Face had long since been unable to make any sound.

Saul let go of his hand and the pieces dissipated into green smoke.

“So dangerous!” Saul lowered his hand and touched his face where cold sweat did not exist, “Souls out of body are really prone to trouble, it’s better to hurry back.”

Saul looked down and saw that his right hand ring finger was shortened by a section, fearing that the crying face had swallowed it directly after biting on his finger.

But at this time, it was too late for Saul to get his finger back.

The crying face has been turned into smoke, his finger may also follow a piece of dissipation.

At the same time as the crying face disappeared, the head in the giant’s hand suddenly cracked, and also cracked into a dozen pieces, the kind that can never be put together again.

Red and white flowed out from the fragments, dripping down the giant’s fingers.

“Ah, shattered.” The giant stood frozen in place.

The other giant, who was still turning the machine, immediately dropped the handle in his hand and clunked over, “Broken, can, eat.”

Just as he finished speaking, he buried his head directly in the other giant’s palm and devoured it with a whimper.

The other giant then came back to his senses, hastily retracting his hand and bringing his mouth over himself.

The two giants just grabbed the shattered head and almost came close to fighting.

Looking at the chaos over there, Saul averted his eyes in disgust, “Are these giants cannibals? They don’t seem to react to other body parts though, maybe they’re brain eaters.”

Saul looked at his right hand again in pain, “I wonder if there will be any other effects, it’s better to hurry back.”

He looked up and stepped towards the roof, ready to go straight through the ceiling of the floor.

Still walking up into the air as if he were buying steps until his head disappeared into the ceiling a little.

But when he peeked out onto the upper floor, he realized that he hadn’t come to the first floor of the East Tower, but had entered a darkened mezzanine.

It was as if the top of his head had pierced through a foam-like membrane, and he was met with countless eyes.

Those eyes were densely packed, one next to the other, with pupils as tiny as pinholes.

Saul had just revealed his head, and those eyes instantly moved their pupils, all looking at Saul.

Saul’s scalp instantly went numb, “Isn’t this the mysterious space that the tower master passed through when he brought me through space to enter the second floor of the East Tower ten days ago? Could it be that the room just now wasn’t a basement?”

He couldn’t tell where he was for a moment, so he could only harden his head and continue walking upwards against the sight of those eyes.

But right after his entire body burrowed into this space, he instantly felt his entire body rolling, like he had been doused with hot oil.

The diary also flew to him in synchronization with the same pain. [Year 316 of the Solstice Calendar, June 12th.
You’ve contracted the nasty habit of sleepwalking, falling from the sky to the ground.
Because the first fall was unexpected by the monsters.
You escaped with your life.
But when you, a steaming hot delicacy, reappeared.

They decided that

Even if it angers their masters.
They decided that even if it angered their masters, they would enjoy the food that came to them first.

Look down, is your body bubbling?
That’s the tantalizing sight of thick, creamy clam chowder opening up.]

As soon as Saul saw the diary appear, he was ready to run away, and when he read what was on top of it, he turned around and ran.

This time, he knew what it meant to be in a hurry.

Under the threat of death, he finally learned to fly and move like a ghost.

The whole person “bared” back to the bottom.

By the time he got back to the basement, Saul was still shaking all over.

Not from fear, but from the heat.

It was as if he could see the heat steaming off of him.

“I’m afraid if I stay there any longer, I’m really going to boil open.”

After a while, Saul slowed down.

He looked at the gate that the giant had passed through on his way in and decided that it would be better to go back through the normal passage.

The East Tower was really much more dangerous than the West Tower, and crossing random walls nearly killed him.

He walked over, his body smoothly passing through the door to the giant’s room, and carefully peered out into this corridor.

The corridor was the kind of ramp that was common in both the East and West Towers, gentle but with some friction.

Thor followed this ramp upwards, and it didn’t take him long to reach the end of the road.

Here was a wall.

“I didn’t see any other exits along the way, so the giants should have come in from here. Could there be an organ here?” Saul wondered as he continued on.

Anyway, regardless of whether there was a mechanism or not, the physical partition was no longer working for him at the moment.

It was only when he passed through the walls that he would be a bit more careful so as not to enter that space full of eyes again.

But this time, Saul smoothly passed through the wall and came into a dimly lit corridor.

There were candle lights in the corridor as well, but they were miserably pale and unable to illuminate all the area, creating a circular halo of light.

By this point, Saul was familiar with it.

This was the same dark and disorienting corridor that led from the second floor of the East Tower to the first floor.

“Finally I’m back, it’s amazing that sleeping can also allow the soul to go out of body, when I go back shouldn’t I first customize a …… coffin that can trap the soul?”

Although Saul’s body still carried the burning pain from the burn he had just sustained, he could feel that his mental body was stable, and as long as he went back and took some potions or recuperated properly, he would be able to recover quickly.

Therefore he gradually relaxed as well.

This was also because of his strong mental power talent. In the place of someone with slightly less mental strength, the experience they just had would be enough to drive them crazy.

Saul turned right and soon arrived at the first bronze door into the treasury.

“Now that I don’t have a body, how am I going to push the gate open?” He suddenly thought about it again.

Before Saul could think of a solution, he saw the gate in front of him suddenly being pushed through a small crack.

“Could it be that someone is coming out?”

But before he had time to sigh at his good fortune, he was shocked to realize that the bronze gates were both opening outwards at the same time.

If both gates were opening at the same time, one had to immediately stand still until the gates closed!

Although Saul’s heart was shocked, he still stood still according to Mentor Kazi’s request at that time.

A white arm as thin as a noodle stretched out from inside, constantly rubbing in the air, on the ground, and on the walls like a blind man, seemingly searching for something.

(End of chapter)