Deep in the Living

Chapter 581 Navigation End
"This entire massive forest was used for sealing? Who did it? Could it be that the tongue is something from beyond the realm, sealed away in a corner?"
Wait a minute... If the tongue really is something from another realm, then Mr. Question Mark, my grandmother and the others should have told me long ago, and Teacher Guo would never have let me have this contact.

It's estimated that it offended someone in the past, or even the corner, which is why it was sealed here.

This explains why monsters of his caliber rarely lurk in corners, always appearing in the form of 'influence'.

The reason I was able to escape danger this time was because the place where I clashed with the Joker and the House of Carnivores was close to the dense forest, which allowed him to spread the impact far enough.

First, we need to determine the exact form of the seal; if we want to see him, we must find a way to get inside.

Open Space Center,

There is a small hole here, just big enough for an arm to pass through. It is pitch black inside, and all senses that get close will be blocked.

It's so small, its body definitely can't fit inside.

It has been confirmed that this is a seal that can completely suppress the terrifying tongue monster. It is basically impossible for Roddy to break the seal with his current level.

He first tried to put his arm in, very slowly.

Just as the very tip of the middle finger was about to cross the hole... *smack!*

A tremendous repulsive force came from here.

He was thrown backward by the impact, and upon closer inspection, he saw that almost all the bones in his arm were shattered, and the flesh was twisted into a ball.

"I'm still touching it slowly. If I go any faster, or even forcefully break it, the repulsive force rebounding from the seal could probably tear my body apart."

On the surface, the seal seems impenetrable, but the tongue brought me here, indicating he believes I can get in. I need to think about it.

Roddy sat cross-legged on the flat ground, his mind expanding as he recalled his first encounter with the tongue.

"Even though he was sealed here, he spared no expense to descend to the human world as an avatar for a limited time, and decisively chose to cooperate deeply with the World Bureau."

Actively participate in various inconspicuous small-scale practices and contact young people whose pituitary glands are not yet developed.

Among them was my high school self, who influenced my tongue through demonic possession and left special hellish symbols in my brain.

Essentially, it's about selecting people; once they've chosen someone they deem "suitable," they'll share their tongue.

Once an individual accepts the tongue, they gain the ability to "predict danger," which greatly reduces the risk of death and ensures the individual's stable growth.

Until one day, I have the ability to come to the corner, to the middle level, to this place, and to break the seal.
Why make it so complicated?
Why not just influence the passing monsters and get them to help him? With his ability to repel the clown and the carnivore, influencing monsters would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?
Is it because the monsters cannot enter this forest, and the monsters themselves cannot break the seal?

Perhaps that's the reason.

This is a corner seal specifically designed to target monsters.

Perhaps humans are not restricted, or perhaps the unique "Connectors" among humans can use powers that do not belong to any corner to break the seal?

That's right! That makes sense.

After all, the influence he had on me back then wasn't just my tongue; he also deliberately left a mark on my mind.

As a demon formed under the influence of a corner, he might also know about the real hell, and deliberately made me make contact with that side.

Having roughly figured everything out, Luo Di suddenly opened his eyes.

He temporarily shut down his pituitary gland, stopped using any Black Gate-related abilities, and also put aside the baseball bat and work shoes that he used as corner terror tools.

Just as Roddy was about to use the Hell system,
Wow!
It felt as if a strong electric current was flowing through his spine, reaching his very soul. He screamed in agony, clutching his back, and a substance resembling spinal fluid oozed from his mouth.

The cervical and third lumbar vertebrae were completely fractured, with only a few temporarily grown, unstable nerves connecting them.

Let alone using hellish abilities,

Even walking is a bit uncomfortable.

Previously, due to walking in the forest for a long time, the discomfort in his back had almost disappeared, and Roddy thought he had recovered slightly, but it turned out to be the same as before.

Just as he was resting under a tree,

A tongue-shaped centipede with dozens of appendages slowly crawled down to Roddy's ear, making strange noises by moving its tongue.

"With...the tongue."

By the time Roddy turned his head, the centipede had already crawled away.

"With your tongue?"

Roddy suddenly recalled the strange dream he had before, in which all the wounds on his body were filled with his tongue.

"Let me use my tongue to repair and fill the wound? The human tongue has the function of disinfection and sterilization. In ancient times, people used their tongues to lick superficial wounds for primary treatment."

The tongue of this creature is so unique that its therapeutic effects should be amplified.

However, getting the tongue inside the mouth to touch the spine is still a bit troublesome. Cut it off and take it? That probably won't work; I'll have to use my abilities… I'll try mimicking Mr. Kraft's tentacles.”

The tentacles spread from inside the skull to the mouth, connecting to the base of the tongue, and quickly mimicked a similar tongue root structure.

Carrying the very tip and core of the tongue, it travels backwards into the body, first reaching the cervical spine, and gently licks the wound.

The thick saliva secreted from the tip of the tongue was actually filling the spinal wound. However, it was more like sticking it together than repairing it.

It holds the spine together like glue.

The same procedure was then performed on the fractured lumbar vertebra.

Everything is done, tongue back in place.

Roddy continued to conceal his corner abilities, attempting to activate Hell Energy.

hum!
The old spine trembled slightly, the pain still lingered, but the Hellish power could still flow normally between the spines and be transported throughout Roddy's body.

As devil horns grew from his forehead, a smile appeared on his face.

He moved to the center of the open space and used his scorched arm to grip the central opening. Sure enough, this contact did not trigger the seal or push his arm away.

Pull hard!
Roddy tore up the entire vacant lot.

They thought the seal was broken and the entity corresponding to the tongue would appear.

In reality, it was just a damp, cold wind blowing out from the bottom.

A square wellhead appeared, pointing straight down, its destination unknown. Due to the constant dampness and the influence of tongues, various tongue-shaped mushrooms grew on the well walls.

As Roddy stared at the very bottom, he vaguely heard some terrifying sound.

Obviously,

He had only torn open a surface seal; the monster corresponding to the tongue was still imprisoned deep underground.

Once Roddy made his decision, he jumped in without hesitation. When he felt he was going too fast, he would put his palms on the wall to slow down, which resulted in his mouth being covered in sticky mucus.

50m,

100m,

200m,

500m,

1000m,

1579m,

Snapped!
Water splashes,

Roddy crashed heavily into a pool of foul-smelling, rotting saliva, the surface of which floated various tongue-like lotus-like structures.

When he swam quickly ashore,

despair!
His tongue smacked in his mouth, but this time it wasn't a warning of danger, but rather an announcement to Roddy that "this navigation is over."

He spread his left hand, and a burst of flame rose from his palm, dispelling the darkness and dampness of the cave.

Chains formed from the essence of fear hung from the ceiling of this underground cave, all pointing in one direction.

Roddy could sense that the chains were constantly absorbing energy.

Looking into the depths of the cave from the source of the iron chain,
A thin man with white hair longer than his body, wearing only rags hanging from his lower body, was being hung on a huge stone finger statue.

Below his right eye is a tattoo of a protruding tongue in a flesh-colored hue.

Some of the chains that stretched from all over the cave bound or pierced his hands, feet, back, and the back of his head.

The other part is entirely connected to his protruding tongue, suppressing his core abilities and constantly sucking away the fear energy he produces.

"You...you've finally arrived."

(End of this chapter)