Chapter 84: Underground
Chapter 84 Underground
Kaz reentered the passageway.
Those slightly hunched back of his appeared even smaller in contrast to the huge wizard tower.
Saul tilted his head.
The dark gray wizard tower stood in front of him.
The lower part of the tower only had walls, no windows, and Saul couldn’t use this to judge how many floors the wizard tower had in total, but only felt that the wizard tower in front of him wasn’t lower than those skyscrapers.
Majestic and majestic.
The frost of the years, but also added a mysterious and heavy heritage.
But for the apprentices who can’t leave the tower at will, this place is more like a prison.
Seeing Mentor Katz leave, Saul quickly put his sentimental feelings behind him.
He rubbed his hands together and drooled as he approached the lovely, credit-worthy companion flowers.
It didn’t matter if he didn’t pick a companion flower that produced white fruit, whether it was blue or red, it was useful, and Saul didn’t mind either.
He walked along the edge of the field, looking for buds that matched his eye.
Soon Saul found one of good quality.
The flower stems were erect, the buds were full, and it was vibrant at first glance.
And the flower moved quite noticeably as Sol approached, leaning its head towards Sol.
Saul instantly decided that this was the flower.
So he took note of the flower’s location and look and feel characteristics, and turned back towards the cabin.
While walking, Saul felt a strange touch coming from his ankle, as if something was rubbing against him.
He looked down, and a black tentacle as thin as a grass stem was sticking out of the ground.
The tentacle was smooth and soft, and it was impossible to tell if it was a plant or an animal.
However, the more Saul looked at it, the more familiar he felt it was.
In the end, he suddenly remembered, wasn’t this black tentacle exactly the tentacle in the quagmire that he saw in Mentor Rum’s room?
Although it was much smaller, its appearance was almost identical!
This tentacle was actually real!
And is that black swamp real or not? Was the peaceful and beautiful garden in front of us really situated on a flat land?
Thinking of the image of the black tentacles rolling the corpse into the ground, Saul’s scalp suddenly tingled, and the strange touch just now evolved into a caterpillar that kept burrowing into his pants leg.
He hurriedly raised his feet and ran wildly towards the wooden house at the entrance of the garden, ready to call the florist for help.
Through the window of the cabin, Saul saw that the florist from earlier was sitting inside with his back turned to him.
The posture of his arm looked a little stiff.
“Flower ……,” Saul felt something wrapped around his calf again, and quickly voiced out a call for help.
But before his second word could emerge, a thigh-thick black tentacle suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, violently curling around his left arm and ripping his entire body into the earth.
The land, which had just been flat and hard, collapsed as soft as mud.
……
The loose soil wrapped around the stones and rushed towards Saul head-on.
Saul couldn’t stop his falling form no matter how much he struggled.
In the end, he simply gave up struggling, closed his eyes tightly, and let go of his senses.
At the same time, he recited the incantation of “Searing Breath” and waited for his master to appear to give him a hammer blow first!
The resistance in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Saul fell into a pool of mud with a splat.
The black tentacles on his arms also disappeared.
And the expected attack did not appear.
Thor braced himself from the mud puddle and, with a mud-covered hand, wiped his mud-covered face.
“Pfft!”
Because he had to open his mouth to recite the spell, Saul’s mouth was also filled with a lot of disgusting mud.
He barely opened his eyes and realized that his surroundings were pitch black and he couldn’t see his fingers.
The broken hole above his head also seemed to be blocked by something, and there was no sunlight pouring down.
Saul stood up in the dark and raised his hands to feel around, not touching anything else.
His feet were covered in mud, and he could hear something burrowing underneath.
A slippery, mud-covered object brushed against Saul’s ankle, startling him so much that he backed away and nearly fell back into the mud.
The darkness amplified the sense of hearing and touch.
The unknown made one shiver.
Thor tried to calm himself, looking around first with the meditation he knew best.
However, to his surprise, the semi-immersive meditation that had always been able to contain the enemy was nowhere to be found this time.
No spirits, no weirdness. It was scarily clean.
At that moment, something suddenly moved under Saul’s feet again.
With a jolt, he hastily raised his feet and ducked backwards.
As his hand was flailing backward, he touched a hard stone slab.
It seemed to be a stone platform above the mud.
The platform was also a bit damp to the touch, but it was better than standing in the mud.
Thor braced his hands, dodged the tentacles under his feet, and climbed onto the raised platform.
“Snort!”
“Snort!”
“Snort!”
“Snort!”
The moment Saul stood on the high platform, candle lights suddenly lit up at the corners of the platform, illuminating this underground space.
The land above his head was at least three meters away from Saul’s position.
When he just fell down, thanks to the mud on the ground and the unknown black tentacles that followed, he didn’t drop Saul in a bad way.
The soil was supported by some kind of force, and except for a little bit of dirt and debris, nothing else fell down with Saul.
The surrounding area was a spacious space, except for the high platform under Saul’s feet, the other places were all black and gray mud.
From time to time, there were black tentacles and vines in the mud, except for the lack of corpses, the other scenes were similar to the scenes that Saul had seen at Tutor Rum’s place.
The black tentacles in the mud did not seem to harm the living. Apart from rubbing against Sol’s arms and ankles before, they did not make any real injurious movements.
It was also unknown why it had to rip Saul off.
“The evil …… mud is flowing into the collar, it’s unbearable, the next sorcery must learn to clean a new one first.”
Thor took off his outer robe, carefully avoiding the mud on it, and wiped his face with the part that was still clean.
“Never mind, I’d better learn the light spell first, if I come across a place without light, I’ll become blind immediately.”
Because of the familiar candlestick, Sol’s fear of this underground space dissipated a lot.
The fact that there was a candlestick meant that this was also the land of the wizard tower. It was the dust and moss on the high platform that indicated that this place hadn’t been used for a long time.
Saul turned around and finally noticed what the raised platform looked like.
It was a square high platform with about five meters on a side, and there were two lab tables in the middle, with some broken vessels placed messily on the surface.
Saul walked over and saw a recess in the center of the two lab benches where the floor had sunk.
He compared it to a normal-sized adult who could probably lie down in this alcove.
“Someone should have experimented here at one point, but for some reason it was abandoned.”
A trail of mud prints was left on the raised platform, destroying the otherwise dark moss.
Saul walked along the edge of the raised platform, surrounded by mud, and farther away from what the candlelight could illuminate, vaguely land, unable to see if there was a way out.
“It doesn’t feel very safe to go in all directions.” Sol tilted his head, “Or maybe we should try to leave from the top.”
Saul went over and lifted one of the lab benches, it was heavy, but barely liftable.
He couldn’t reach the top of the space standing on one of the lab benches, if he stacked two of them on top of each other, he should be able to grab the soil above his head.
Hopefully there would be somewhere up there to lend a hand, or he could find a way to reach out for help.
Granted, the florist should come looking for him after Saul disappeared for an extended period of time, but Saul wasn’t one to just stand still and wait for help.
He lifted a corner of one of the lab benches and attempted to drag it over first.
“Bare-“
A sharp sound rang out, and the legs of the lab table left several black marks on the high platform.
It seemed to move a bit too much, and the mud around it began to bubble.
Saul stopped moving in a hurry and observed the movement around him.
Although those tentacles didn’t attack him just now, he had to be cautious. Saul didn’t have the confidence to defeat this monster whose head and tail couldn’t be seen right now.
A black tentacle emerged from the mud and twisted and stretched towards the high platform, only that they all seemed to be restricted in some way and couldn’t stretch out to the confines of the high platform.
Saul waited for a while to make sure that those things wouldn’t run onto the high platform before continuing to move the lab table.
However, something landed on his left shoulder with a snap, and something small and cool slid across Saul’s cheek.
His movement to lift the corner of the lab bench froze, and his eyes slowly looked to the left.
Something that looked like seaweed was flailing on Saul’s shoulder.
No, it had no teeth, only a single black thread-like tentacle. If it wasn’t so small, it would have looked similar to the giant tentacles in the mud.
(End of chapter)