Chapter 331: Courting Death
Blue sand trickled down from the top of the hourglass.
Throughout the process, Sol observed the mental energy wrapped around Hermann's spirit body, while also using his unique semi-immersive meditation to observe other changes in the female corpse.
After about ten minutes, Hermann seemed to have completed the fusion, controlling the female corpse to open her eyes.
"How do you feel now?" Sol picked up a pen and paper, ready to start recording based on Hermann's description.
But the next second, Hermann suddenly opened her mouth wide: "Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The sound was extremely sharp! Extremely high-pitched!
The frequency of the sound was unusually high, instantly exceeding the range of human hearing.
However, Sol could still hear this scream through his extremely high mental power.
"Something's wrong!" Sol endured the torment of a knife scraping his skull, and immediately reached out a tentacle towards the female corpse, wanting to suck Hermann out.
But when his tentacle touched the female corpse, a long-lost voice, as if breaking through a barrier, suddenly drilled into his brain from the outside.
"Kill me!!!!! Kill me!!!!! Kill me!!!!!!!!"
Sol instantly felt as if a large iron hammer had slammed heavily on his head, and then his head vibrated rapidly and violently like a tuning fork.
The limit of his will was instantly broken. In the last second, Sol almost instinctively sucked out Hermann's consciousness.
Then, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out directly.
Darkness descended.
"Shua — —"
Someone gently turned a page of a book.
"That won't do, Sol-gege."
"Who?!" Sol suddenly opened his eyes.
What he saw was a clear blue sky, and when the breeze blew, tender shoots of grass seemed to be tickling his skin.
The face of a little girl appeared above him, soft strands of hair sweeping across Sol's forehead.
The girl's eyebrows were curved, and her silver pupils shone with starlight.
"Penny?"
The girl smiled.
Suddenly, her face moved closer, and her silver eyes almost touched Sol's eyes.
Originally, Sol shouldn't have been able to see the object in front of him clearly at this distance. But this time, Sol could see clearly.
He saw a pair of silver pupils, but those pupils actually contained countless small eyes.
Each small eye was hexagonal, closely arranged. These hexagonal eyes formed a large circular pupil. They were sometimes bright and sometimes dim, and from a distance, they looked like stars shining.
Through these silver eyes, Sol saw himself.
Every figure of him appeared in every hexagonal pupil of the other party, so there were thousands of him in the other party's eyes.
Moreover, every "Sol" in the eyes was doing different things. Some were researching, some were studying, some were dismembering corpses, some were meditating...
"These seem to be things I used to do... Penny is a Nightmare Butterfly, could it be that she's not dead yet?"
"Could what I'm seeing now... be my history?!"
Sol vaguely thought, he was suddenly very curious about what exactly happened in his past.
This was strange.
When he once possessed the magical ability to "observe history", he never thought about observing himself.
Clearly, compared to the diary and the small algae, he himself was the closest and most familiar person to himself!
But it wasn't until he met these silver eyes again, and thought of the Nightmare Butterfly's magical ability to observe history, that he suddenly realized: he could also observe himself!
It's just that he didn't think of it at all at the time.
Now he seemed to finally have a chance to follow these thousands of eyes to find his past; to find the secret of his transmigration; to find the truth of his death and resurrection; to find the special uniqueness of his soul!
At the same time, a trace of unease and a trace of fear rose in his heart, but this negative emotion was quickly suppressed by the flickering starlight, and he was only left with curiosity and impatience.
"Let me see, what exactly happened between my death and rebirth? Let me see, I'm about to find it..."
The tension, expectation, and excitement of the truth being revealed gradually made Sol grin.
Then he seemed to really see something.
Darkness and light coexist.
Extreme darkness is hidden in the dazzling light.
"Closer, closer..." he murmured.
The light began to distort, and the darkness followed closely behind, the two stirring together, emitting a refreshing sweet fragrance like ice cream.
"Shua la la — —"
Sol seemed to hear the sound of pages turning, but this sound was quickly covered by the sweetness.
"Closer, closer!!!" His voice gradually lost control.
"Ah!!!!!!!!!!"
Suddenly, a miserable roar interrupted Sol's frenzy.
He suddenly woke up and found that the little girl above him had moved away.
She covered her temples with her hands, her expression twisted to the extreme in pain, and streams of black pus flowed from her tightly closed eyes.
"Ah!!!!!!!!!! Sol-gege!!! I was wrong! Ah!!!!!!!!!! It hurts!!!"
Penny, with her silver eyes, fell down in pain.
Sol turned his head and watched the girl rolling on the lawn.
The originally soft and tender green branches suddenly turned black and straightened, turning into sharp knife points, leaving huge scars on the rolling girl without mercy.
Black mucus overflowed from the wounds and soon flowed all over the ground.
Sol watched the flesh and blood on the girl's body being crushed little by little, watching her roll to a place, no longer struggling, only twitching slightly.
The girl's face was facing him, her face was covered by messy hair, and only one eye could be seen.
The tightly closed eyelids were deeply sunken, as if something had turned into pus and flowed out of the eye sockets.
"Penny." He called out to the girl with some reluctance.
Boom — —
All sounds stopped abruptly.
As if time was suspended, the flying hair and clothes were frozen in place.
Sol felt a little tired.
He slowly closed his eyes.
… …
"Hachoo… …"
Before opening his eyes, he yawned a huge yawn.
He stretched his limbs as much as possible, feeling the refreshing feeling of stretching.
Sol scratched his hair with one hand and propped himself up with the other.
"It seems like I had a dream." He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked around, and found that he was lying on the ground.
"Why am I sleeping on the ground? Did I sleepwalk?"
However, the next second, the blurred memories began to become clear little by little, and Sol's face also became heavy little by little.
He first lowered his head and asked his left hand: "Hermann, how are you?"
There was a ball of black in his transparent palm, but it looked much more scattered than before the experiment.
Just as Sol was watching, the shadow spread a little more.
Sol knew it was not good, and without hesitation, immediately asked the diary to take back Hermann's consciousness.
The black shadow in the palm disappeared instantly.
Sol sighed.
Originally, he could have conducted several more experiments, but an accident occurred during the last entry into the female corpse's body, and it seemed that he had accidentally touched a grievance in the wizard tower.
But Sol's experience after being stunned by the grievance was even more bizarre.
"Why would I dream of the Nightmare Butterfly Penny, she seems to have done something to me..."
Sol shivered and got up, "Why would I dream of Penny?"
Since becoming a wizard apprentice, he rarely dreamed, and every dream had a certain meaning.
After entering the third level, he had never had a dream.
This time after fainting, he actually dreamed of the Nightmare Butterfly?
The key is that meeting Penny in a dream is not necessarily a good thing!
Sol hurriedly passed the three corpses beside him and ran to the depths of the shelf, where he sealed the Nightmare Butterfly's cocoon.
However, the eyeball-like cocoon sealed in the test tube was gone!
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