Chapter 145 – Locator, I have one too!
Being continuously teased by Saul, Morton was finally unable to maintain his composure, and as soon as he grabbed back Herman, who had been knocked away by him, he twisted his head and ripped off Herman's already shaky head without the slightest concern for the possibility of indigestion.
Saul was unable to rescue him, and could only grab Herman's headless stump and retreat outside the circle once again.
"I know who you are." Without chewing, directly swallowing, the evil spirit stared at Saul, a muddy voice coming out of its giant crocodile-like mouth, "You are the owner of this body."
He let out a vicious laugh, and one by one, he grabbed the spirits on his body and roughly stuffed them into his mouth.
For a while, the only people still able to move on the round platform were him and Saul!
"I suddenly realized something," Morton's eyes gazed fixedly at Saul, "Even if Yura came over, there's no way she could bring me back to life. Then why do I have to work so hard to maintain my sanity."
He suddenly threw back his head and let out a long whistle, his wide-open mouth creating a huge suction.
Countless snowflakes swirled into Morton's mouth.
This time, Saul did not go forward to interrupt, but quietly watched from outside the circle.
Morton's claws lengthened again, his tail grew back behind him, and even the missing parts of his body were replaced.
"I don't need reason," Morton, who had finally absorbed all the snowflakes, stopped and lowered his head to gaze at Thor "I just need power! And when I eat you, the sun won't be able to stop me!"
Thor looked at Morton and once again took a few steps back.
The Morton in front of him had completely turned into a monster.
His hands were hanging down to the ground, each arm was thicker than an ordinary human body, and the original beast's skin was broken off inch by inch, but what was revealed was not muscle but a pair of eyes of different sizes.
His newly grown tail no longer looked like a tail either, but a strip of pale arms tightly bound together.
The gaping hole in his body that had been torn by the soul had indeed been filled, but what filled the gap was the head he had just swallowed whole!
Some of those heads were wailing, some were roaring, some were crying, and some were silently weeping.
The most terrifying thing was that Morton's mouth once again grew longer and bigger, even occupying his original head.
If the original Morton was a human face with a giant crocodile's mouth, then now his head had completely turned into a large mouth, with only a pair of crimson eyes remaining in the upper jaw.
"Now ..." the huge mouth opened and exhaled a white haze, "I feel great!"
Morton lifted his foot and took an active step out into the center circle.
...
Saul, who was originally standing in the phalanx with a fierce expression, suddenly closed his eyes and his entire body fell backwards.
Nick, who had been paying attention to Saul, immediately looked nervously at Byron, "What next?"
Byron stared at the collapsed Saul and saw that his chest was still heaving, "Wright, can you still fly now?"
"Yes, just a bit barely."
Byron only heard the first word and immediately pointed at Saul, "Fly over and check Saul's eyes, if they are in normal condition."
Wright laughed bitterly, endured the headache brought on by the spiritual power shock, flew above Saul, and carefully peeled open his eyelids.
Confirming the situation, he immediately flew back.
"Still human eyes."
Byron heard this and immediately said to Nick, "Turn off the inductance meter."
Nick hastened to do as he was told.
Just as he turned off the instrument, he heard Byron ask again, somewhat hesitantly, "Nick, as I recall, your inductance meter is capable of attacking spirits attached to people."
"Yes, but this inductance meter is not as powerful as the one in the lab. The attack effect is limited, it can deal with spiteful spirits, but I'm afraid it can only cause a little damage against evil spirits."
"Enough, turn it on to the maximum frequency and attack the evil spirits on Sol."
Nick clutched the inductance meter in his hand.
Once they took the initiative to attack the Evil Spirit, the Evil Spirit, if it overcame Saul, would inevitably realize that everything before was a lie after regaining control of his body.
What awaited them at that time would be the pursuit of an even more terrifying and powerful Evil Spirit.
Byron didn't hear Nick's footsteps, and he knew that Nick was hesitating.
"You and Wright will evacuate as soon as you turn on the inductor."
Who knew that Wright spoke up, "Forget it, there are head monsters all over the mountains outside, I'm just sending them to their deaths if I go out in my current state. It's better to stay here and fight to the death, so if I can survive, I'll have made up for my previous mistake."
Nick finally came over and placed the inductance meter on the ground and started adjusting the parameters again. "If both of you level three's aren't leaving, it's a dead end for me to go out there as a level two." Nick said sullenly, his face back to its face-palmed expression.
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Saul rolled to avoid the huge tail made of countless arms tangled together.
That tail smashed into the ground with a loud boom, and the entire round platform trembled.
Saul gasped for air.
Although he didn't need to pant in his soul body state, he still maintained his habits as a human.
The Evil Spirit swelled once again, able to take three meters in a single step, and its tail grew longer and longer, with a range of attack that could cover almost the entire round platform.
In contrast, the even smaller Saul could only rely on his speed, constantly dodging his opponent's attacks.
The difference in size between the two is the largest, the strength is also gradually pulled apart, if it is not crazy Morton can only rely on instinct to attack, there is no skill, I am afraid that Saul would have been defeated.
Even now his fight was getting tougher and tougher, even the round platform under his feet had cracks appearing under Morton's attacks.
At this time in the absolute disadvantage of Saul, although very nervous, but not yet to the degree of despair.
"This guy is now like a balloon that has swollen to the extreme, it will break at the first poke." Saul jumped onto one of Morton's outstretched arms and flipped it down in a hurry before slapping it over with the other hand, "But the balloon's material is as thick as a tire, and I couldn't break it even with my attacks several times. Damn it, why can't my hand turn into a knife? Even a needle would do."
Suddenly the snowflakes that continued to fall overhead dissipated into thin air, and Morton's attacks came to a halt.
He looked up at the sky and let out a low laugh of unknown meaning.
A higher frequency of attacks followed, coming at Saul in an all-encompassing manner.
Saul was swept by that tail in a dodge, and his entire body was slapped to the ground.
He endured the pain of his whole body falling apart and hastily rolled to the left, dodging the huge claws that followed.
Suddenly, a warm current surged through Saul's entire body, and in contrast, Morton let out a cry of pain.
"Bastards, a bunch of liars, when I get out, I will definitely pull off your heads and plant them on the asses of crypt worms!"
Morton roared and continued to attack Saul, but the occasional pain made his movements stiffen.
"Chance!"
Saul's eyes lit up and he advanced instead of retreating.
He avoided the Evil Spirit's tail and hands and rolled directly under him.
At this moment, Morton's body swelled like a balloon and looked like it could blow up at any time.
Thor had to find his weak point and stared at the break where he was missing the lower half of his body.
It was hard to get close, and Saul immediately pressed his palms together like a dagger and stabbed in.
However, the soul was not flesh.
After Saul stabbed in with both palms, he immediately felt as if he had hit a sponge, and was only able to dent it, but was unable to penetrate it.
Morton's hands and tail swept over, and Saul drew back his hands and dodged in a hurry.
However, Morton's sharp front claws still cut through Sol's cheek.
Saul managed to dodge and touched the wound, seemingly touching his own teeth.
Needless to think, he must look pretty messy right now.
"Fighting unarmed is too much of a disadvantage." Saul spat out, trying to keep his consciousness steady.
"Regarding the cause of the soul's deformation, I've ruled out sorcery and meditation for now, and now I'm left with the locator."
"Bill and Herman, as one of the most powerful third level apprentices, their locators must be different from those of ordinary apprentices, perhaps in addition to maintaining mental stability, they can also do the job of changing the shape of the spirit body. And the Evil Spirit was once a second-order sorcerer, what Bill and the others can do, he can naturally do as well."
"If it's a locator ... I have one too!"
Although the diary did not appear on the shoulder of the spirit body Saul at this time, he could sense that the diary had always been in his body, and the connection with him had never been broken.
It was up to him to pull the diary over!
Two more shifts today as well
(End of chapter)