Chapter 216: Changing Faces
Just after Sol had eaten his most hated enemy dry, a sudden gust of air blew out from behind him, forcefully spitting him out of one of the exits.
"Pah!"
The moment he fell to the ground, Saul was spread all over the floor like a wax solution.
Thor slowly twitched a few times, slowly coalescing his features limbs and torso from his new form.
Finally, he opened his eyes and raised a hand to touch his eyes.
The eyes were still there, as was the hand.
Sure enough, what you lose in the spirit state, you can just eat back again.
At that moment, the door to the right side behind him suddenly opened, and half a face peeked out of the door.
That half face only revealed one eye, half a nose, and half a mouth.
This half face was extremely incongruous, it looked like the eyes were too small, the nose was too big, and the mouth was fairly normal, but when it opened its mouth, it revealed teeth of different sizes and jaggedness inside.
"Yo? Let's see, was it that lucky guy who escaped from it again? I mean why is the trash can turning red again?"
Saul immediately recognized the half-face.
It turned out that this was Mentor Kaz's laboratory!
At this moment, Saul hadn't fully recovered, and there was still part of the liquid on the floor that was retracting back into his body.
"Tsk tsk ..." the half face hanging on the door started talking again, "This newcomer can't do it, haven't settled on your new image after so long? Do you want me to help you?"
At this point, the last bit of liquid returned to Sol's body and formed his boots.
Yes, he had almost collapsed, but after remodeling his body, Saul still "dressed" himself.
Even though he was in a spiritual state, he didn't like to run around naked in a wizard's tower with a lot of familiar faces.
However, although Saul maintained the elegance of a wizard, he did not realize that he had not fully recovered.
At least for now, something seemed to be wrong with his brain, but he himself didn't realize it.
He turned around shakily, his right hand covering his abdomen, and fixed his eyes on the beaten face on the door, "Then help me ... I'm so hungry."
The half human face suddenly widened one eye and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Don't, don't come over. I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing."
He recognized Saul.
He had once watched with glee one night as a rookie apprentice was about to die from the evil thoughts in his lab.
But that was the same night that the Lord Tower Master, who never appeared in the lab, had mercilessly pushed open the door and taken Saul from inside.
At the time, the other Evil Thoughts in the lab still thought it was Saul's luck that he was saved at the last minute.
However, as the evil thoughts nailed to the door, Half-Face felt that the Tower Lord's appearance was too timely; had he been standing behind the lab door, admiring the entirety of Saul's struggle?
The lucky little boy passes the test and flies off the handle.
Half-Face then never dared to show up in front of him again of his own accord, lest the boy think of running to the Tower Master to tell him off.
But who would have thought that the apprentice who had taken off to halfway across the world would also turn into an evil thought and escape from the blood-red dumpster.
This time Half-Face had run down a hard case.
Thor had people to save, it didn't!
Misunderstanding something Half-Face immediately apologizes and starts debasing himself.
"I… I'm not good!"
"I'm not a picky eater."
"I… I was specifically put here by Mentor Katz to watch the gate!"
"That's okay, I can get a different gate for Mentor."
Saul moved a little closer to the half-face, staring at it closely, and kept licking his lips with a thirsty face.
Just now in the pipeline, he seemed to have eaten a lot of unknown spirits and monsters, and as a result, as soon as he came out, he developed a strong sense of hunger. Seeing these monsters again, he wasn't scared, he only felt craving!
He still wanted to eat!
Half a face kept trembling, after years of scaring people it had finally reached the day when it was scared.
It didn't dare to retract back into the door, because with the door destroyed, it wouldn't be able to defend itself at all. Watching Saul getting a little bit closer, Half-Face's only eye rolled, it suddenly retracted back, drilled out again, and when it came out again, its facial features actually turned into Angela's appearance.
"Brother Saul," it said with Angela's voice caught in its throat, "please don't hurt Angela. Angela is very good and can help you with many things~"
Not only did the half-face sound like it, even its demeanor was almost exactly the same, as if it was really Angela behind the hiding door, looking at Saul with a watery gaze.
If Saul was a little more awake at this point, he might have left Half-Face alive for its usefulness, or his knowledge of the others in the lab.
But now. Looking at the white-skinned Angela, Saul only felt hungrier.
The poor half-face had no idea what Saul was thinking, and he who thought he could see through people's hearts thought it was Saul who didn't react because he wasn't interested in a young girl of the same age of fourteen.
It shrank back and came out again, taking the form of a woman Saul had never seen before.
It was a ... very pretty and sexy face.
The face looked to be in her early twenties, maybe a little younger, and the slightly raised eyes and plump red lips exuded a mature temperament that was enough to make many men avert their eyes.
The woman lightly opened her vermilion lips, "School brother, do you want to make a game with school sister?"
This familiar voice?
It was Kong Sha's face!
Not the face with the glass jar on top, but the face that completely compounds Saul's guess.
By this time Saul had reached the door and held out his hand to it. He looked at the face and listened to the teasing words, and his movements involuntarily paused, but the intense hunger still tormented him.
The two desires intertwined, making Saul's movements slow down a bit, but still in slow motion, he opened his five fingers to the half-face.
Half-Face stared at Saul's hand, his pupils trembling for a moment, and murmured, "You don't like this one either?"
It flew back in and out, surprisingly transforming into Mark's face!
In the next second, Saul's originally slowed down movements flew over and he reached over, ripping off the half-face with one hand, then tearing it into several pieces and stuffing it into his mouth.
Although in a dazed state, the moment he saw Mark's face, Saul really kind of wanted to curse!
The moment he ate half of the face, Saul had a new idea.
"Eating like this ... is so slow! How can I speed up the progress ..."
Many images flashed through his consciousness, finally settling on an artifact creature with countless huge black tentacles.
"If only it could be like the Soul Devouring Demon Swamp, where each tentacle could be used for feeding."
He slowly lowered his head and looked at his clumsy repulsion and limbs, slowly grinning.
As he watched, his body from the neck down gradually melted and turned into the "butter" form he had just taken, but soon, he changed again, and many translucent octopus-like tentacles grew out of the butter.
His body below the neck, but gradually divided into a large octopus with dozens of thick tentacles, the only thing that still allows people to recognize him as Saul, is the octopus on the top of the human head that has not changed much.
Inside the octopus's tentacle suckers, all of them could be opened, revealing a mouth surrounded by rows of sharp teeth, and the tips of the tentacles could be split open like small algae like a shark's mouth-like fissure. A small tongue protruded from the shark's mouth, twitching in the air, as if using it to look for food.
Into this state, Sol was satisfied, but also hungrier.
And the receiver at the tip of the tentacle told him that in this room, there were some small snacks.
Thor's head turned behind him and smiled happily at the sight of the rows of locked cabinets.
Before Saul could put it into action, however, the door to the lab was suddenly pushed open again.
A black shadow pushed a cart for sweeping in noiselessly.
The carriage responsible for loading the garbage was now filled with two boys.
One large, one small.
With their chests slightly heaving, they seemed to be alive.
The dark figure enters and raises the door with his foot.
The blackness then receded like water flowing out of the person inside.
It was the expressionless Angela!
(End of chapter)