Chapter 257.

Chapter 257 The Seam

Sol wondered how Golza had split the souls of so many people.

Using the diary, although he could also collect people’s consciousness and soul energy, after all, he was only in charge of the operation and was completely ignorant of the inner principles.

And looking at how Morton and the others behaved, it wasn’t painful to carry in the diary.

At the very least, they wouldn’t let out a cry for help, and their consciousness was awake and fully communicative.

So it seems that the diary’s means are still much higher than the tower master’s.

Seeing that the corpses were pacified by the red candles, Sol finally let go of his heart.

But then he also realized that he was afraid that he would not be able to build a consciousness platform in the Treasury in the future.

In case he stayed on the deliberative platform for a little longer next time, would these corpses not be able to resist the agitation and pounce on him?

At that time, would the red candle still be able to pacify the erupting corpses?
Only when the red candle burned out and the corpses returned to their original positions, and the crisis was lifted, did Saul continue to clean up the things on the ground.

“The next step is to find some time to make a trip to Mill Sail Town. The secret behind the Grinding Sound Fruit is a bit sensitive, so I’d better try to avoid other people.”

Saul shook his head again, “Still need to bring a driver, I don’t know how to drive and most importantly don’t know the way.”

Saul’s mind suddenly remembered someone, a coachman with a white-skinned mushroom growing on top of his head.

“Once I solidify the Spirit Armor Technique into my spirit body …… I’ll make a trip to Mill Sail Town.”

However, by the time Sol left the Sorcerer’s Tower and set out on his journey, a month had passed.

Originally, he was going to leave the house half a month ago, but on the day before he left the tower, he suddenly realized that the seed of evil thoughts he planted had produced red fruits overnight.

According to the cultivation method that Ku Jin had taught him, this represented that the spell had matured.

As long as the fruit was peeled off and prodded with magical power and heart’s blood, he would be able to obtain a spell that he could control.

This was the benefit of incubating a spell with the Seed of Evil Thoughts, the danger was low, but the possibility of obtaining a powerful spell also became smaller.

However, as the Seed of Evil Thoughts in front of him was evaluated by the diary as “the door to a new world”, Saul naturally had to postpone his trip.

But when he spent a few days catalyzing the fruit, he got a …… strange thing from it.

So strange that even the diary has only one sentence of explanation.

【Solar Calendar 316 years, August 11th, Sunny

It’s a crack.

You can hide inside and secretly observe the outside;

Or you can lie down on the outside and secretly observe the inside.]

In fact, there was no need for the diary to specifically explain, because after Sol’s mental mark, the spell also transmitted some vague information to Sol the moment it was born.

Spells are not the same as sorcery, a more dangerous way of running energy.

Although a spell that had been cultivated by the Seed of Evil Thoughts would be much safer.

However, if his owner showed some extreme behavior or violated the laws of the spell, he would also be subject to backlash.

The message that this spell in front of him conveyed to Saul was: sew – a defensive spell that could hide and peek.

Saul looked down at the two thin sheets in his hand, which were no more than ten centimeters long, and fell into deep thought.

Like a tightly pursed thin lip. Front and back, they all looked the same.

Completely different from the spells Saul remembered as either gory or horrifying.

Saul took it and played with it in his hands for a moment before suddenly pressing it against the wall of the storage room with one hand.

The “seam” landed on the wall and immediately stuck to it without falling off.

And its appearance also changed, from lips to the appearance of ordinary wall cracks.

“It’s really hidden! Turning into this appearance, unless someone specifically probes, they won’t even notice anything unusual about this kind of crack.”

Saul stretched out his hands and forcefully pulled open this crack.

The crack parted a little to both sides with his strength, revealing a darkness inside.

Saul moved closer, not seeing anything through the gap.

“Is it something I need to activate specifically? Or …… “Saul pondered for a moment, mimicking a peeping tom pose, pressing both hands against the wall on either side of the slit, his head slowly approaching the slit, his right eye pressed up.

“That’s what you call peeping, right?”

Sure enough, when Saul’s eye was pressed against the slit, the black screen in the slit suddenly lit up like the opening of a movie.

Saul had originally thought that through the slit, he might see Senior Haywood next door, and possibly those eyes in the mezzanine of the wizard tower.

However, unexpectedly, what appeared in front of him was a lush meadow.

Saul froze and stepped back slightly, only to have the inside of the gap immediately revert to a black screen. He hurriedly came closer to look again, and the grass was still in front of him.

There were still dewdrops on the grass, and the dewdrops reflected the sunlight, a warm place.

“So it wasn’t the next room that this peep saw. Rather, it was a strange, unknown place.”

Saul observed for an hour straight, and after that, for a few minutes every hour.

Then after that, he observed for a few minutes at the same time of day.

But after a few days, all he saw was still the same grass, and the world in which the grass was located was always a sunny place.

The world across the street was not static; Saul could see the dew dripping from it, and he could see the grass folding in the wind.

A few days went by with no new discoveries.

Saul paused to study the peeping function of the seam and tried the hiding function instead.

“With such a small seam, peeping is understandable, how do I hide to hide?”

Saul still propped open the slit and tried to fit in whatever he was holding in his hand.

But the quill in his hand was blocked by the black curtain of the slit, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stuff it in.

“Can’t you hide external objects in it? That means it can’t be used as a mobile storage bag.” Saul smacked his lips and let the algae out again to see if he could get the tip of his tentacle inside.

However, Little Algae also ate a closed door.

It wasn’t really sure what Saul had asked him to drill into, and just hit it hard and bumped it.

It was like literally hitting a wall.

It retracted its head to look at Saul, and though it had no eyes, the downturned corners of its mouth still showed total aggravation.

Saul raised his hand and touched the sore spot where the algae had hit, “Sorry, sorry, I didn’t make myself clear, you just need to drill in, you don’t need to hit it so hard.”

However, Saul didn’t let Little Algae try again next, but let it go back first.

Both “bumping” and “drilling” were the same for that gap, so there was no need to try again.

“After being marked by my spiritual power, I can only try it by myself?”

The gap in front of him was too small, Saul couldn’t even get his head in, how could he hide?

Glancing at the diary, the latter did not respond.

Saul took a deep breath and tried to stick his right hand in first.

His fingertips touched the black screen and did not encounter any resistance, as if they were inserted into butter, sinking in smoothly.

“Sure enough I can get in, ah-“

Just as Saul thought of this, his entire body suddenly felt a huge pulling force.

What followed was a heavenly rotation, as if he had returned to the night, when he had been pulled into the slender pipe by countless melted waxes.

“But that time I was in a spiritual state, but now I’m a real person.”

The vertigo came and went.

Saul didn’t lose consciousness or fall into madness, he moved his body and found himself in a huge box.

The box was so narrow and closed at the top and bottom that it merely allowed him to hide inside in a huddled, knee-hugging position.

“Thought I’d be pulled into that world of peeping tom. It seems that’s not the case. The two functions are completely separate, peeping is peeping and hiding is hiding.”

Saul touched his front and back. The feedback coming from his fingertips told him that the large chest containing himself was made of some kind of stone.

A careful touch could also feel some sort of pattern between the stones.

“Are they runes? Or a sorcery spell?” Thor tried to light a small fire with his sorcery, but realized that the magic here was stagnant.

Magic here was like being frozen from water to ice, and it couldn’t be mobilized at all.

“But if it can’t use magic power, what power did it use to hide me in this place?” After thinking for a while, Sol shook his head with difficulty, “Let’s first see the effect of peeking outside while hiding.”

The only source of light in front of Saul was the light coming in from outside that gap.

This light was extremely weak and could not even illuminate the surrounding boxes.

He stuck his head over and continued to mimic a peeping tom, his right eye pressed against the slit.

Unsurprisingly, he saw the second storeroom where he worked.

And in the storehouse, spread all over the corners of the room, silhouettes made of mist ……

(End of chapter)