Chapter 146 The Final Winner
"The diary is visible and intangible, but if it exists somewhere, it must be my spiritual body."
Thor began to concentrate on sensing the location of the diary.
Almost instantly, Thor felt an inexplicable connection. One end was connected to his left shoulder, and the other end stretched into the endless darkness in the distance.
"Found it!"
However, at this moment, Morton's big hand waved, and Thor could only dodge the attack first, but as soon as he was distracted, the sensing in the dark was immediately interrupted.
Morton struck down with a palm, but Thor dodged it and slapped it to the ground.
One corner of the severely damaged circular platform was instantly shattered, and the fallen pieces immediately disappeared into the darkness.
If Morton still had sense at this moment, he would probably continue to attack the round platform and destroy the ground, leaving Thor with no room to escape.
But he seemed not to notice at all and only focused on attacking Thor.
"Fortunately, this guy has gone crazy." Sol sighed and continued to call the diary.
But Morton's tail swiped at him again, forcing him to jump up and dodge, thus breaking off the contact again.
"We can't go on like this!"
Morton's movements were slower than before due to the pain from time to time, but he had two hands and one tail to launch attacks continuously, so Thor still had no time to call out.
Looking at the other hand that had already attacked, Thor gritted his teeth and stopped dodging. Instead, he instantly moved forward and approached Morton's body again.
This time, he jumped up behind Moton and hugged Moton's neck from behind, avoiding his giant crocodile mouth.
Morton's claws and tail immediately stretched back, and his deformed body allowed him to attack behind him without any blind spots.
As long as it wasn't for Morton's huge mouth that could swallow everything...
Thor put both hands and feet on the giant Morton's neck, exerting tight pressure while his consciousness called the diary again.
This time, he didn't dodge when the giant claw attacked, and the sharp nails pierced into his body.
Thor gritted his teeth and opened his eyes suddenly.
He felt it!
The tail stabbed down from the top of the head with a whistling sound.
To hide, or... not to hide?
At the most dangerous moment, a hard-cover book suddenly appeared in Thor's hand.
Not caring about complaining and not even having time to think, Thor gritted his teeth and tilted his head to the left. At the same time, he waved the hard-cover book in his hand and hit the evil spirit on the back of the head with the tip of the cover.
"Poof!"
The sharp tail pierced directly through Thor's right shoulder and came out from his left abdomen.
"Chi."
A faint gasp came from the back of Moton's head.
Thor's teeth were chattering in pain and his whole body was shaking.
But he was once again glad that this was a space of consciousness, not flesh and blood, and he could still move his right hand!
He pulled out the diary with force and saw a big hole in the back of Morton's head, and the air was blowing out, and tiny fragments of his soul were blown out.
Thor smiled, and the wounds on his face became a continuation of his smile.
He slammed the diary down again, and a larger gap appeared in the back of Moton's head.
"Ah!!!!" The evil spirit suddenly raised its head and shouted, flicking its tail violently and throwing Thor away.
Thor fell to the ground with a crash, rolled out, and did not stop until he hit Herman's headless body.
Enduring the severe pain, Sol turned his head and looked.
At this time, the evil spirit's body is constantly shrinking and expanding. Countless fragments flew out from the back of the head and were sucked in by his mouth.
The evil spirit was trying hard to recapture the fragments flying out of his body, but he didn't see that his body had reached its limit.
"It's going to explode!" Thor instantly realized something was wrong, and he grabbed Herman's metal body with difficulty and blocked it in front of him.
boom! ! ! !
Boom—boom—
successive explosions, huge impact.
Sol grabbed Herman's back tightly and tried hard to shrink into a ball.
Countless fragments flew past him and flew into the endless darkness behind.
In the end, Herman's body was unable to hold on and was shattered into pieces under repeated impacts.
The next second, Thor was swept out by the hurricane. At the last moment, he grabbed the edge of the circular platform, preventing himself from falling into eternal darkness like other fragments.
After an unknown amount of time, the explosion finally stopped.
Sol held the diary in one hand and held the round table in the other hand, hanging in mid-air.
He endured the pain and stood on the round platform.
There were fragments of limbs everywhere in front of him, and bits and pieces of soul fragments were floating in the air.
The floor of the round platform was cracked everywhere.
"My mental body must have been injured. I don't know if there will be any sequelae."
Sol held the diary and walked towards the center circle with difficulty.
"It is obviously a legendary item, but I can only use it as a brick. I thought that the diary was my locator, but now it seems that I was too naive. The locator is not that simple. I want to use it as a locator. It is not easy for a diary to truly become my locator."
He walked slowly because his whole body was in pain.
Suddenly a flash of purple appeared in front of my eyes.
It was actually the little purple foam left that Bill had not been swallowed by the evil spirit.
I don't know where the bubble was hiding just now, but it didn't turn into pieces. At this time, it was like a bug, extending a row of tiny tentacles and crawling.
It was about to take Sol one step ahead and climb to the center circle!
Bill's facial features actually appeared on the surface of the purple foam.
He is laughing.
"Saul, you're dead this time! I'm going to take control of your body soon!"
Saul's face was not anxious, but he secretly speeded up, "I'll beat you to death when I get over." The look on
Bill's face The smile became even more exaggerated, reaching the corners of his eyes effortlessly, "Hahaha, you don't have time. As soon as I take control of your body, I'll explode myself! I'm dead, and you can't live either!" "
I Damn, despicable!" Sol's expression changed and he immediately sped up.
But Bill is closer to the center circle.
"Hahahaha, so what if you have been to Mofan Town? How could your rotten mentor guess what we are doing? Hahahaha, wait for us... we will definitely be able to..." Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the center circle
, The smile on Bill's face became more and more crazy, and the words in his mouth began to become staccato.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a black shadow covering his head, and something was approaching.
"What is that? It's impossible for Thor to release witchcraft here."
Before he could figure it out, a thick hard-cover book fell from the sky and hit Bill's face with a "slap", instantly removing the purple puddle. The foam smashed into pieces!
Bill's laughter stopped abruptly.
Then Thor limped over, picked up the diary, looked at the foam on the ground that had turned into soul fragments, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Damn it, it scared me to death!" He patted the diary and stepped into the center circle. "I just threw it casually. So, brother diary, you automatically adjusted the trajectory, right?" Sol held the diary in his arms
. In his arms, he sighed, "You are still reliable!"
Saul stood on the center circle.
Everything was quiet.
As if something was confirmed, the round platform began to disintegrate.
Whether it is the broken limbs of the soul or the curses and murmurs flying in the sky, they gradually turn into dots of starlight.
Most of the stars dissipated in the darkness, while a small number were attracted by something and entered Thor's body, repairing his miserable spiritual body bit by bit.
"It doesn't hurt anymore?" Sol said in surprise, "I still feel a little bit full."
At this time, Sol's body began to dissipate, but he was not in a hurry. Somehow, he understood that he was going to return to his body. .
After all, in this world of consciousness, everything is just a virtual image formed by the stereotypes of human thinking.
Now that it is no longer needed, it has returned to nothingness.
In the end, only the diary is suspended in the air, which is the most special existence in this space of consciousness.
When there was no one here, the diary cover slowly opened, and then the paper rotated rapidly until the last page.
Three black shadows suddenly projected from the depths of darkness, fell onto the diary, and turned into three black pages with irregular edges.
(End of chapter)