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Chapter 200: Drawing Insects Into the Room

The antidote was made.

The diary has no objections.

Saul clutched the glass bottle in his hand.

He had paid a great price for this potion as well.

The black pages representing Bill's consciousness completely shattered and disappeared after the experiment was completed.

At the last moment, Bill, who didn't know Saul's identity, was still thanking Saul with white handwriting that was dull and as fine as a cow's hair.

[It's been a long time since I've been this focused on my research. Perhaps ... after I advanced to the third level of apprenticeship, I accidentally, lost my heart ... I ... still can never compare to my brother… …Even if I am willing to be used by others for this ...]

After writing this line, the black pages shattered into foam and disappeared into the air.

Saul knew that Bill had a brother named Billy.

Ferguson, who had once tried to get Saul to steal candles to threaten him, had mentioned this man.

But Billy had never actively shown up to come after Saul, as if he didn't have any brother at all.

Indifferent, but Saul was less of a problem because of it.

Just at this moment, seeing the last minute mention of his brother by Bill before he disappeared, Saul's mood was a little complicated.

This wizard world, reason always overrides sensibility, and kinship is also an equivalent that can be exchanged at any time.

Saul's hands are also stained with blood, but he thinks that humanity is still there.

In addition to the warm memories from his previous life that supported him, it was some friends here that kept him from despairing.

The nerdy Kori, the fair and upright Byron ... and perhaps others in the future.

Saul put away his complex thoughts and turned to ask the butler with heavy eyelids, "The potion is done, now we have to lure Ralph over, do you have any suggestions?"

"You can use me as bait." Hunt said without hesitation, "I have stored in my brain the potion given by Victor that my master secretly saved for research. And the lost master is obsessed with the smell of this potion, as long as you open the door to the basement, I can crush the bottle of the potion, and as long as the master is still in the castle, he will surely follow the smell and come over."

"Could it be that the 'holy oil' Victor gave me earlier is the potion that twisted Ralph?" Saul said darkly.

"Okay, I ..."

Saul had just said this when he suddenly stopped again.

Because as he was planning his ploy, the diary suddenly appeared and gave him a veto.

In the diary's description, Saul, as he thought, lured Ralph here and then sprinkled the antidote on Ralph while the other party was attracted to the butler.

But Ralph's epidermis, though it begins to dissolve rapidly, still has the strength to kill Saul before it perishes.

The ending is that Saul and Ralph die together.

"The potion has a long time to take effect to kill!"

After several pushes and still not being able to buy enough time to wait for Ralph to die, Saul figured it out.

With such a long effective time, did Hunt not know about it, or did he deliberately not mention it?

This butler, Hunter, was afraid that he had never even looked like letting Saul leave the castle alive.

It seems that a little bit of the wool that was exhausted, all in order to make Saul willing to be driven by him.

If it wasn't for the diary's reminder, Saul might still be smug that he had dug out the Bloodthorn family's biggest secret.

However, he did not immediately show alarm on his face, and instead began to draw sorcery spells on the ground according to the original plan.

This spell formation was not difficult, even a wandering first level sorcerer apprentice could complete it, and Saul had even less of a problem.

"Alright." With a turn of his head, Saul moved Hunter's head out of the compartment and placed it right in the center of the spell formation.

"What is this?" Hunter stared at the spell on the floor somewhat at a loss for words.

"A binding spell that will trap you and Ralph here." Saul said casually.

After all, Hunter was not a wizard, he was at best a thinking sorcery prop now, and although he had seen a lot, he still couldn't touch the core of his knowledge.

He lowered his thick eyelids and didn't know what he was thinking.

Saul moved to the outside of the spell after putting down Hant's head.

"Algae," Saul called in a low voice, "can you get this potion into the mouth of the big bug just now?"

Black tentacles burrowed out and split at the tip, a long black tongue curled around the crystal vial in Sol's hand and hid it in his mouth.

Saul was still quite trusting of the little algae.

This little guy who had taken the initiative to parasitize himself had always performed quite well.

Of course, it was also because the diary had not denied Komoro's loyalty. But while the diary didn't negate Koho, it did negate Saul's plan.

[Sol Calendar 316, May 20th.

You have a good companion.

It can help you accomplish many dangerous tasks.

But even if you plan to break the enemy from within.

You still underestimate the toughness of your opponent.

It's all subcutaneous tissue.

An ass can become a face.

Who's weaker than the other?

You were eaten.

You were eaten anyway. Your body was waxed and sealed in melted grease.

Maybe someday.

In someone's collection.

"as a cautionary tale for future generations.

"Can't we break it from the inside? The solution to the problem still needs to buy enough time." Sol mused.

"Hunter, are there any other exits from this lab?"

"No, my lord ... This is the most important and secretive place for the master ... To ga strengthen the protection ... "

Hunter didn't finish, Saul already understood.

For the sake of defense, the number of passages in and out was naturally the smaller the better.

"Then it is necessary to escape the basement immediately after throwing the antidote. The diary has confirmed that, then I can completely use the seal of the basement to keep Ralph inside. If Ralph isn't dead even before the gate expires, it won't be too late for me to give up on capturing the spirit body and escape from here early."

Saul made a concrete decision, and when he looked at the diary again, it acquiesced to his choice.

A smile appeared at the corner of Saul's mouth.

However, just at that moment, the butler who had been staring at Saul suddenly opened his mouth, and between his teeth was a tiny transparent bottle.

Saul immediately noticed his movement, "Is that 'Holy Oil'?"

"Yes my lord, my ... time is running out ..."

Sol took a deep breath, his chest puffing out a little, "I see. When I walk to the door and open it, you bite the bottle in your mouth."

Hunt blinked.

Saul took a few steps to the steps made of teenage girl's arms to open the door, then jumped downward, hand in hand with a teenage girl, hanging in mid-air, in the blind spot of the basement entrance.

Almost simultaneously, Hant bit open the bottle in his mouth, and the gate above Saul's head popped open outward, completely revealing the one-meter-square passageway.

Saul didn't ask for any odors, but it was as if he heard the sound of skin rubbing against the ground with a little bit of skidding.

"Ralph is coming." Saul gave his full attention and waited with bated breath, "There are no footsteps of another. Victor may have left ... better be dead!"

Quickly, exceptionally quickly!

Saul saw a large white swollen face appear in the entrance through the gap in the arm overhead.

The face, larger than the entrance, was stuck at the passageway, protruding into a square package of flesh.

But when the other shrugged its nostrils twice, it began to burrow down regardless.

"Kiku kiku kiku kiku kiku ..."

A distracting rubbing sound rang out, and Saul somewhat regretted that he had cured his ears as soon as he entered.

The mouth of the passageway turned into a spaghetti machine as the sphinx worms squeezed hard.

A square strip of meat slowly squeezed in, dangled down onto the ladder formed by the arms, and rolled straight down the side with no walls because of its sheer size.

Ralph, attracted by the potion, paid no attention to Saul hanging on the stairs and headed straight for Hunt's head.

He slammed his head on the ground and inhaled the entirety of Hunt's head right through his nostrils.

Saul saw that the Hunt on the ground didn't flinch a bit and looked at his original master with sadness and relief in his eyes.

But at the last moment of being engulfed, Hunt was looking at Saul, with a long-hidden viciousness in his eyes.

Saul's heart tightened, small algae immediately struck.

The black tentacles flew towards the huge thing on the ground at an extremely fast speed, but the human-faced worm seemed to have noticed, and suddenly stretched out countless pairs of hands from the white fat.

Those arms are long and short, black and white, women and strong men ...

It seemed that they were all people who had been devoured over these times.

These arms waved, constantly grasping in the void, trying to grab the black tentacles in the approach.

It made the little algae containing the antidote unable to approach for a while.

(End of chapter)