Death Wizard Diary

Chapter 132 No one can escape

However, before Herman's good idea lasted long, the shelling behind him suddenly stopped.

"What happened?" He turned his head angrily, "Who stopped the attack without authorization?"

The shells are definitely not exhausted.

Hermann was extremely angry, this was a challenge to his authority!

But no one knew what happened. There was dead silence on the three-masted sailing ship.

"Send someone to check..."

Just as Herman was mid-sentence, he saw someone running towards this side. The man's mouth was wide open, with twisted fear on his face.

Herman took a third-level apprentice beside him to greet him.

He shouted loudly: "Why did the shelling stop?"

But the person on the other side did not answer his question. Facing Herman, he shouted in a broken voice: "No more! No more! All gone!"

"What?" Herman was extremely anxious, time was running out, and he couldn't let the people from the Wizard Tower escape.

But the visitor still didn't answer Herman's question. He just kept waving his arms and repeating those words.

"It's gone, my body...is gone!!!"

"Wake up!" The apprentice next to Herman rushed over, wanting to slap the man.

But when he ran to the emotionally broken person, the person's head suddenly fell off!

At the same time, his body disappeared bit by bit, and finally only two feet were left.

And his head fell down at this moment, and it happened to fall on the bloody ankles!

The third-level apprentice stopped abruptly when he saw the scene in front of him.

His eyes suddenly opened wide, and the corners of his eyes almost burst open.

He stretched out his hand and pointed tremblingly at his companion who only had his head and feet left but was still running forward.

"People...people..."

Before he could say the next two words, Herman suddenly appeared and covered his mouth.

"Shut up!" Herman looked away, avoiding the monster on the ground, "You didn't see anything!"

The apprentice whose mouth was covered by Herman finally reacted and looked at Herman gratefully.

Although he knew that Herman's move was not to save him.

Minotaurs will attack anyone who meets their eyes.

A small number of minotaurs can be dealt with, but a large number of minotaurs can eat a person's body in an instant.

Turn people into their own kind.

Hermann looked back at the center of the valley with an ugly expression. Because the shelling had stopped, he could no longer find any trace of those in the Wizard Tower.

He was not willing to let them go, and at the same time, Herman did not want anyone to return alive and attract revenge from the Wizard Tower.

"If there aren't many human-headed monsters, I should be able to resist..."

With this thought in mind, Herman turned around cautiously, but the moment he turned around, he stiffly turned his head back again.

"Damn it..." Even the always conceited Herman couldn't help but curse.

Behind them, including the three-masted sailboat they brought, were actually densely surrounded by human-headed monsters.

When Herman turned back, many minotaurs were still looking at him eagerly, hoping that he could see them.

"ah!!!"

An apprentice next to him screamed, his head fell to the ground, and he turned into a new human-headed monster.

Even Herman's expression changed now.

He knew that even if he could control his own emotions, he could not guarantee that those around him would remain calm.

But if everyone around him is showing off, the minotaur is likely to start killing without any discernment.

"Everyone!" Herman shouted, attracting the attention of others, "Come down with me and find those guys!"

Although they were reluctant, surrounded by the endless minotaurs behind them, they still approached the bottom of the valley.

At this time, Herman no longer wanted to kill all the people in the Wizard Tower. He just wanted to escape the siege of the human-headed monsters all over the mountains.

On the other side, the people in the Wizard Tower are not having an easy time either.

Bill almost stepped on a human head.

Just as he was about to take action, he saw countless human-headed monsters falling from the cliff on one side like rain.

Bill said nothing, turned around and ran back.

Wright behind him also saw the heads all over the ground and almost screamed in surprise.

Wright quickly turned around to follow Bill and couldn't help but send out a communication spell.

"Why are there these things outside the Chuishou Valley?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

Bill had a strong uneasiness in his heart.

It was clearly outside the Chuishou Valley, where they could let their third-level apprentices walk sideways. Why did wizard-level evil spirits and these human-headed monsters appear all over the mountains and plains suddenly?

Moreover, the land boating people dared to attack them again and again. Do these guys want to start a war with the Wizard Tower?

Bill, who had already consumed a lot of magic power, cursed fiercely in his heart.

The plan keeps changing, and now he just wants to return to the Wizard Tower to report the situation.

But the prerequisite is to survive first.

…

Thor felt as if he had returned to the Wizard's Tower, to a certain day in the past.

Opening his eyes, he saw that he was standing in the third corpse room.

In front of him is a messy experimental bench, crucible, notes, potions, plastic bones...

Thor lowered his head and saw his hands.

His left hand is light gray and translucent, and his right hand is still a normal human hand.

He remembered.

On this day, Sol had just reshaped his left hand and successfully purified the spirit ester for the first time.

Because this experiment was more complicated and required the formation of an anti-electric field formation, Thor's spirit was inevitably affected and he did not leave the corpse room until nearly eight o'clock.

Realizing that it was already very late, Saul cleared the table, grabbed his backpack and rushed out of the morgue.

At this time, the giant man in charge of cleaning the corpse happened to pass him by, and the two of them almost got stuck at the door.

Having worked in the morgue for more than a year, this is not the first time that Sol has rushed to the West Tower while stuck on the time line.

Occasionally, he would encounter some strange phenomena at night, but Thor, who had learned a lot of level 0 witchcraft, was no longer the boy who had no ability to protect himself.

Although the magic value is worrying, as long as the efficiency of using witchcraft is high, Thor is still a very powerful being among the first-level apprentices.

Because he knows the most.

The East Tower at eight o'clock is no longer a place full of deadly traps for Sol.

As long as he is more careful...

But today, as soon as he reached the third floor, he instantly felt a thick jelly-like wind blowing toward him.

The wind swallowed Thor up the moment it touched him, and then Thor had the illusion of being cleaned from the inside out.

Something was shaking in his peripheral vision. He turned his head and found that his shadow and other shadows on the ground were scattered into small round black dots. He jumped up from the ground, then panicked and disappeared into the cracks in the rocks.

Thor blinked, slowly turned his head, and as expected, saw the tower master Gorsa, whom he had not seen for a long time, at the top of the ramp.

The other party was still wearing a pink bandage, only showing a pair of silver eyes.

The frequency with which Thor meets Mentor Kaz mainly depends on the latter's mood, while the probability of meeting the Tower Master mainly depends on chance.

"Lord Tower Master." He immediately bowed his head respectfully.

Now Sol is no longer so scared when he sees the tower owner, but he is still nervous.

Gorsa tiptoed and staggered down.

His eyes were crooked, and his voice was as gentle as ever.

"Long time no see, Sol. Do you have time to chat?"

(End of chapter)