Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 84 Underground

Katz returned to the tunnel.

His slightly hunched back looked even smaller in comparison to the enormous wizard tower.

Thor looked up.

The dark gray wizard tower stood before me.

The lower half of the tower only had walls and no windows, so Thor couldn't tell how many floors the wizard tower had, but he felt that the wizard tower in front of him was no shorter than those skyscrapers.

Magnificent and awe-inspiring.

The passage of time has added to its mysterious and profound heritage.

But for the apprentices who cannot leave the tower at will, it is more like a prison.

After watching his mentor Kaz leave, Thor quickly put his sadness behind him.

He rubbed his hands together, drooling, as he approached the lovely, credit-worthy companion flowers.

Even if you don't find a companion flower that produces white fruit, it doesn't matter. Whether it's blue or red, it's all useful, and Thor doesn't mind.

He walked along the edge of the field, searching for flower buds that caught his eye.

Soon, Thor found a plant of good quality.

The flower stems stand upright, and the flower buds are full, giving it a very vibrant appearance.

Moreover, the flower clearly moved slightly when Thor approached, leaning its head towards him.

Thor immediately decided that this was the flower.

So he noted down the location and appearance of the flower, then turned and walked back to the wooden house.

As he walked, Thor felt a strange sensation on his ankle, as if something was rubbing against him.

He looked down and saw a thin, black tentacle, as long as a grass stem, emerging from the ground.

The tentacles were smooth and soft, and it was impossible to tell whether they were plant or animal.

The more Thor looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.

Finally, he suddenly remembered that these black tentacles were the same tentacles he had seen in the swamp in Rum's room.

Although they are much smaller, they look almost exactly the same!

These tentacles are actually real!

Is that black swamp real or fake? Is the peaceful and beautiful garden before us truly situated on flat land?

Recalling the image of the black tentacles dragging the corpse into the ground, Thor felt a chill run down his spine. The strange sensation he had just felt transformed into a caterpillar, constantly burrowing into his trouser leg.

He immediately took off running towards the wooden house at the entrance of the garden, intending to call the gardener for help.

Through the window of the wooden house, Thor saw that the gardener from before was sitting inside with his back to him.

The arm posture looks a bit stiff.

"Flower..." Thor felt something wrap around his calf again and quickly called for help.

But before he could utter the second word, a black tentacle as thick as a thigh suddenly appeared before him, grabbed his left arm, and pulled him into the ground.

The land, which had just been flat and firm, collapsed as soft as mud.

……

The loose soil, carrying pebbles, rushed towards Thor.

No matter how much Thor struggled, he couldn't stop his falling body.

Finally, he simply gave up struggling, closed his eyes tightly, and let go of his senses.

At the same time, chant the incantation of "Burning Breath," just waiting for the main culprit to appear so that you can give it a good whack!

The resistance in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Thor, covered in mud and sand, fell into a mud puddle with a "plop".

The black tentacles wrapped around his arm also disappeared.

However, the anticipated attack did not occur.

Thor pulled himself out of the mud and wiped his muddy face with his muddy hands.

"Pah!"

Because he had to open his mouth to chant the spell, Thor's mouth was also filled with a lot of disgusting mud.

He barely opened his eyes and found that it was pitch black all around him, so dark that he couldn't see his own hand in front of his face.

The hole overhead seemed to be plugged up by something, and no sunlight poured down.

Thor stood up in the dark, reached out to feel around, but didn't touch anything else.

His feet were covered in mud, and he could hear something burrowing around underneath.

A slippery, muddy object brushed against Thor's ankle, startling him so much that he stumbled backward and nearly fell into the mud again.

Darkness amplifies the senses of hearing and touch.

The unknown is terrifying.

Thor tried to calm himself down, first using his most familiar method of meditation to observe his surroundings.

To his surprise, however, the semi-immersive meditation that usually gave him the upper hand yielded no results this time.

There are no spirits, no eerie phenomena.

It was frighteningly clean.

Suddenly, something moved under Thor's feet.

He was startled and quickly stepped back to avoid it.

As he swung his hand backward, he touched a hard stone slab.

It appears to be a stone platform rising above the mud.

The tabletop felt a bit damp, but it was still better than standing in mud.

Thor braced himself with both hands, dodging the tentacles beneath his feet, and climbed onto the high platform.

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

The moment Sol stepped onto the platform, candlelight suddenly lit up at the four corners of the platform, illuminating the underground space.

The ground above Thor's head was at least three meters away from his position.

When he fell, luckily there was mud on the ground and that unknown black tentacle caught him, otherwise Thor would have been seriously injured.

The soil was held up by some force, and apart from a few bits of dirt and gravel, nothing else fell down with Thor.

The area within the light was a spacious space, except for the high platform beneath Thor's feet; the rest of the area was blackish-gray mud.

Black, tentacle-like or vine-like things occasionally surged and moved through the mud. Apart from the absence of corpses, the scene was similar to what Thor had seen at Rum's place.

The black tentacles in the mud didn't seem to harm the living. Aside from rubbing against Thor's arms and ankles, they hadn't made any truly harmful moves.

I don't know why it insisted on pulling Thor off.

"Ugh... the mud is all over my collar, it's so uncomfortable. I'll definitely learn Cleanse first for my next spell."

Saul took off his outer robe, carefully avoiding the mud on it, and wiped his face with the relatively clean part of it.

"Forget it, I'll learn the Light spell first. If I encounter a place without light, I'll be blind immediately."

Because of the familiar candlestick, Thor's fear of this underground space dissipated considerably.

The presence of candlesticks indicates that this is also part of the Wizard's Tower territory. However, the dust and moss on the platform suggest that this place has been unused for a long time.

Thor turned around and finally noticed what the platform looked like.

This is a square platform with sides of about five meters, and there are two experimental tables in the middle. Some broken utensils are scattered on the tabletops.

Thor walked over and saw a sunken groove in the ground between the two experimental tables.

He measured it and figured that the recess was large enough for a normal-sized adult to lie down in.

"Someone must have conducted experiments here, but for some reason, this place was abandoned."

A trail of mud stains was left on the high platform, ruining the original dark moss.

Thor walked around the edge of the platform. All around was mud. Beyond that, it was beyond the range illuminated by the candlelight, and the ground was barely visible. He couldn't see if there was a way out.

"It doesn't feel safe to walk around," Thor said, looking up. "Maybe we should try to get off from up here."

Thor went over and lifted one of the lab benches; it was heavy, but he could barely lift it.

He was standing on an experimental platform but couldn't reach the top of the space. If two experimental platforms were stacked together, he should be able to grab the soil above his head.

Hopefully, there's something we can leverage from higher authorities, or a channel to seek help from outside.

Although Thor has been missing for a long time, and the gardener should come looking for him, Thor is not someone who will just stand still and wait for rescue.

He lifted a corner of one of the lab tables and tried to drag it over first.

"Sizzle—"

A sharp sound rang out, and the legs of the lab table left several black marks on the high platform.

It seemed like they had made a bit too much noise, and the mud around them started to bubble.

Thor immediately stopped what he was doing and observed the surroundings.

Although those tentacles hadn't attacked him, he still needed to proceed with caution. Thor wasn't confident he could defeat this monster whose head and tail were completely indistinct.

Black tentacles emerged from the mud, twisting and stretching towards the platform, but they seemed to be restricted in some way and could not extend into the area of ​​the platform.

Thor waited a while to make sure the things wouldn't run onto the platform before continuing to move the lab table.

However, with a "thud," something landed on his left shoulder, and something cool slid across Thor's cheek.

His movement of lifting a corner of the lab table suddenly froze, and his eyes slowly turned to the left.

Something resembling seaweed was baring its fangs on Thor's shoulder.

No, it doesn't have teeth, only black, thread-like tentacles. If it weren't so small, it would look quite like the giant tentacles in the mud.

(End of this chapter)