Chapter 72 The Second Olive Branch
What is this? The soul sealed inside the body?
Seeing that the head was about to break free from the body, the golden runes suddenly turned into layers of chains, sealing the head's seven orifices, and it was pulled back hard.
The head was gradually exhausted, and was about to be pulled back into the male apprentice's body by the golden rune chain.
Suddenly it retracted quickly and rushed towards Thor.
Between the contraction and pulling, a small gap was opened, and a roar came from the tight lips of the head.
"Help me—"
The golden rune chain tightened again, and the voice stopped abruptly.
It seemed that that cry for help consumed all the strength of the head, and the golden rune chain finally succeeded in restraining him back on the male apprentice's back.
"Huh?" Rum snorted, and his fingers suddenly picked up a huge quill pen from the experimental table nearby.
The pen tip was dipped in an ink bottle the size of a thumb cap next to it. When it was lifted up, a bit of slightly sticky golden liquid hung on it and would not fall off.
Rum moved quickly and added a few more lines on the male apprentice's back.
The male apprentice lying there twitched twice, with a painful expression on his face.
But because of this change, he was more like a living person than a puppet.
As the rune circle gradually strengthened, the male apprentice's face returned to calm.
Thor, who had been observing next to him, also stopped meditating.
After drawing, Rum threw the quill back on the table, asked the male apprentice to stand up, and checked his body again.
"Observe for a while longer, go out. Call the next one in."
Then came the third apprentice, and this time there was no abnormality.
It's just that the process is very fast, like a formality.
After the three of them went out, Rum pondered for a moment and suddenly waved Thor to come closer.
Thor walked over with some anxiety, not knowing how Rum would test him.
Unexpectedly, after stretching out his arms to grab Thor's shoulders, Rum's first words were...
"Have you been having nightmares for the past two days?"
Thor's mind instantly flashed to the image of lying naked and teleporting. The dream on the stage is looking for the sound of his own footsteps and the dark bottom of the teleportation platform.
Instructor Anze said that he was haunted by a resentful spirit. Is this nightmare a manifestation of being haunted by a resentful spirit?
But why didn’t Teacher Kaz realize it?
"Yes." Thor showed some uneasiness appropriately.
"The ghost of West Germany is wrapped around you. It seems that you let him die in a very uncomfortable way." "
I was defending normally... which means I was forced to fight back." Saul quickly defended.
Rum laughed and stretched his neck forward, it was really long.
"How about it, do you want me to help you get rid of West Germany's resentful spirit?"
Thor was stunned, and finally understood what the other party meant, and thought to himself: "Teacher Rum, are you West Germany's mentor or mine?" Mentor? Did you make the wrong enemy?"
The other party was just complaining that Thor killed his assistant, so why is he now offering to help?
Although he felt strange in his heart, Saul was honest most of the time.
"Think!"
Rum was very satisfied with Thor's straightforwardness.
"If you want to, just perform well. Kaz said that you have outstanding soul talent. He rarely uses the word outstanding to describe a person. Let me see how outstanding you are. Tell me, what did you just do with those three second-level apprentices? What did you see?"
Thor pondered for a moment, sorted out his words, and truthfully told the scene he saw.
Rum looked at Sol deeply, and as Sol told him, his expression became more and more serious.
"You can't call this talent...it should be called soul intuition."
He stretched out his hand, took Sol's arm, and asked Sol to spin around in front of him.
Then he took his hand back and put it on his belly.
My belly is like ripples on the surface of a lake.
"Obviously I haven't mastered the knowledge of magic circles and runes, and I don't know much about witchcraft, but I can see directly through the surface to the essence." Rum suddenly pointed his fingers inwards, pulled hard, and directly pulled a piece of meat from his belly. .
After the piece of flesh separated from the body, no blood flowed out of the wound. Instead, some fat flowed out and blocked the wound.
Rum took the piece of meat into his hands and kneaded it.
That lump of flesh can be shaped at will like clay.
A doll-like doll quickly took shape in Rum's hands.
He used his little finger to hook out two black loach-like bugs from a bottle and placed them on the doll's face.
The loach burrowed in through the doll's eyes, leaving two holes.
Then, the doll gradually changed color, turning into the light brown color of the wood.
Isn't this a puppet that the apprentices used to test their spiritual power at that time?
Only then did Sol realize that the puppet was not made of wood at all. He originally borrowed one to study for a few days, but he didn't find anything wrong with the material.
Rum threw the finished eyeless puppet into Thor's hand.
"Look at it and tell me what you heard."
Sol took the puppet and glanced at Rum. He was a little confused, but he still followed the instructions and lowered his head to look into the puppet's empty eyes.
"Help me, help me...I want to...save me..."
The voice calling for help sounded again, sometimes mixed with other voices.
As time passed, Sol's face gradually began to turn pale.
Slowly, he could no longer focus on the puppet's eyes intentionally, but he could not look away.
This newly baked puppet seems to be more powerful and terrifying than the puppet in the cabinet.
Rum never shouted stop.
"...Kill me! Kill me!! Kill me!!!"
The sharp roar sounded again, and Sol suddenly felt pain in his eardrums and his brain was spinning in his skull.
He thought Rum would yell to stop, but the latter still didn't move.
Thor's mental strength was stronger than when he first became an apprentice, but the strength was limited, so he felt that his eyes were going black again and he would faint in the next second.
Finally, the puppet in front of me was taken away.
The sharp roar stopped instantly.
Sol's feet weakened and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he reached out to help him and stabilized his center of gravity.
Wait, what was he holding on to just now?
Thor quickly retracted his hand, and if he was slower, he would sink into Rum's fat body.
Rum didn't pay attention to Thor's little movements, threw the puppet into the wooden barrel aside, and asked, "What did you hear?"
Thor took a breath and felt that his brain was about to turn into brain matter.
"At first, someone was asking for help, saying help me."
Rum had no reaction.
Thor continued: "Then there were other sounds, like I want it too, it hurts too much, and so on."
Instructor Rum nodded gently. He was about to speak, but found that Thor hadn't finished yet.
"The last few sharp sounds...killed me." Thor recalled the sound, raised his hands and hugged his arms, feeling goose bumps.
Just as Rum was about to nod, his expression suddenly changed. He stretched out his hand and hugged Thor's right arm tightly.
"What was the last thing you heard? Kill me?"
Thor felt a sharp pain in his right arm, accompanied by a "click" sound.
His facial features wrinkled together and he let out a cry of pain.
This Rum really wants to take advantage of me!
But the next second, a white light flashed.
Thor's right arm recovered as before, the pain was as brief as an illusion, and even the headache had subsided a lot.
"Did you really hear that? Kill me?" The corners of Rum's eyes and the fat on his face were twitching.
"Yes." Thor squeezed his arm to make sure the bones were not out of place.
"Is it a man's voice, or a woman's?"
"A woman's," Saul added another descriptor as Rum seemed concerned about the voice, "It sounds very painful."
Rum stared at Saul, His expression was a little dazed, as if he saw someone else on his face.
"Ha...hahaha...hahahaha!!!"
He suddenly started laughing wildly, as if he was having a seizure.
His two hands kept slapping his fat belly, making a "thumping" sound together with his laughter.
He gradually laughed so hard that his body didn't move, but his head shook back and forth.
Thor was horrified and couldn't help but take two steps back. Afraid that the rum would pop like a balloon.
Rum laughed for ten minutes, then suddenly swayed forward, stopped laughing wildly, and stared at Thor.
"Do you want to study under my name?"
(End of Chapter)