Death Wizard Diary

Chapter 185 Heavy rain is coming

Sol nodded and jumped out of the car against the wind.

His collar was blown open a little by the wind, revealing a thumb-sized pocket wooden sculpture tied with a black rope around his neck.

The black rope is not long, and the doll fits tightly between the collarbones. Even if Sol just jumped, it did not move.

If you look closely, you can see that there is a wooden thorn behind the sculpture, which is piercing deeply into Sol's skin.

This is the temporary locator that Sol worked quickly before setting off.

It can last for three months.

Basically, there is no need to worry about out-of-body problems.

"You go back and find a hotel to rest. I will walk on my own from here."

The coachman hesitated for a moment and asked carefully: "Master, please let me wait for you here."

The wind was blowing hard, and it was not known how heavy the rain would be in a while. Even Sol didn't know how long it would take for him to come back.

It's just that no one has been able to unlock the secret of the diary and become its true owner.

Most of the menacing little sparks were wiped out in an instant, and the remaining few could no longer hurt Thor.

After all, this is the territory of the Wizard Tower. If you report it, it can be regarded as an outbound mission for a third-level apprentice.

According to Sid, when he entered the wizard's tower, everyone in his family had been killed by his grandfather. Even his grandfather died later.

"To solve the remaining troubles from two years ago... Why did you have to wait these two years? Is it to wait for me to enter the second level?"

The old man looked up at Sol in surprise and looked at his simple clothes. He hesitated for a moment and then said: "The people who lived there moved away even though they were alive. My old lady couldn't move, so she stayed here. Young man.

, listen to my advice, no matter whether your friend is still alive or not, don’t go looking for him anymore, go back to where he came from.”

Sol didn't force him, "It's up to you. If you park on the side of the road, hide in the car instead of sitting outside in the rain."

Seeing that Sol still climbed over the fence and walked inside, the old man closed the door with a worried look on his face... Then, he opened his mouth wide and showed a smile that was twisted with excitement.

Thor used the diary to learn from West Germany's remaining consciousness that the death wizard's diary was handed down from the ancestors of their Bloodthorn family.

The old man heard Sol's words clearly, but did not realize that it was due to witchcraft.

"But I have friends living here. Are they all dead?"

It sounds dangerous, but it also means that this is Thor's destination.

Another strong wind roared past, taking away a broken branch on the ground.

When the branch fell to the ground again, Thor had disappeared.

Unexpectedly, the old man just shook his head.

Sol was unwilling to ask again: "Old madam, do you know what happened?"

Finally, he put the silver coins in his hand into the old man's hands, turned and left.

Halfway through the run, he suddenly squatted down and stood up, picked up a stone and flung it out.

"The tower owner asked me to come here to solve the problem, which is probably related to Sid and his family. Are there any other survivors in their family? Or are there evil spirits with partial consciousness? The most important thing is, does anyone still know the existence of the diary?

?”

He observed it for a while and determined that this place must have been blocked by people, so that the entire path was sealed tightly.

Even so, the coachman still hoped to wait where he was.

The old man still advised Sol, "Don't go, and don't inquire, it's too dangerous!"

"Ouch!" A boy cried out in pain.

West Germany was the first mortal enemy that Thor encountered after he came to this world.

Most importantly, Sid knew that the Death Wizard's diary was in Thor's possession.

She proudly wiped the silver coin again and again, kissed it again and again, and finally carefully put it into an inconspicuous ceramic jar.

Leaving the coachman behind, Sol braved the strong wind and approached the blocked path.

A magnificent manor appeared in front of Sol's eyes.

Ralph is West Germany's grandfather.

When Thor stepped forward to catch him, suddenly a small fireball flew rapidly from a distance.

After doing all this, the old man turned back to a sad expression, sat on a small stool, and waited for the next person to ask questions.

She stared at the silver coins and said tremblingly: "I only know that the place where the first people died was the Ralph Manor at the end of the road. It has changed its name several times, and now it is called Ralph Manor again."

Thor quickly dodged, but to his surprise, the small fireball exploded in mid-air and turned into countless small sparks, covering all the directions he could dodge.

When Sol came to the end of the path, the dark clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker. It was obviously daytime, but it was as dark as dusk.

When she saw that Sol was asking about Xiaolu, a trace of uneasiness flashed in her cloudy eyes.

Sol didn't hesitate and turned around to catch up.

But there is a question here, how did West Germany escape and enter the wizard's tower where the diary is located.

The old man was taken aback and stopped trying to close the door.

"You can't go in there. Anyone who goes in is either dead or crazy!"

Sol was a little nervous when it came to the diary.

Therefore, the "remaining trouble" must be related to West Germany, and the strange events that occurred in the small town of Samp are probably also related to that trouble.

In fact, after Sid's death, Thor planned to go to his family's old site to find the secret of the diary. However, he was only at level one at the time and was neither qualified nor able to leave the tower, so the matter could only be shelved for now.

"Ralph..." Saul murmured, "No one cares?"

Over the high wall, you can see the roof of the castle inside from a distance.

Unexpectedly, I was assigned here by the tower owner in advance.

"What's the matter?" The old man's voice was swallowed up by the strong wind.

Seeing this, Sol opened his hand and revealed a silver coin.

…

Sol frowned as it related to his most important secret.

Sol stretched out his hand to hold the door, "Hello, old lady. I have been here for many years, why is this road blocked?"

But in this deserted street, his appearance was still somewhat noticeable.

In the jar, there was already a thick pile of copper coins, silver coins, and even a few gold coins.

Sol asked a few more questions, but most of the old people couldn't answer them.

A large transparent hand suddenly appeared in front of him and slapped those little sparks.

After a long time, an old man with shabby clothes and blurred eyes opened the door a small crack.

But the old man didn't really want to answer his question and actually wanted to shrink back inside the door.

Then the enemy's strength is at least higher than that of ordinary second-level apprentices.

If there is nowhere to hide, then don't hide.

The coachman bent down deeply and said, "Master, please be careful!"

Just as Sol was considering whether to push the door in or climb over the wall, he suddenly felt someone peering at him.

During this trip, Thor deliberately hid his distinctive features as a wizard tower apprentice and put on the clothes of an ordinary mercenary.

And even though the gate is full of traces of wind and rain corrosion, the walls are peeling off, and the ground is full of rubble and dead branches, they can't hide the former beauty of this place.

West Germany's grandfather tried many methods for this, and even went crazy for a long time.

He walked to a dilapidated hut nearby and knocked on the door.

"Huh?" Another older voice came from behind the house on Sol's left.

Sol looked sideways and saw an old man with gray hair, leaning on a wooden stick, walking out from behind the corner and looking at him in surprise.

"You can cast level 0 witchcraft instantly. That's good. You have been promoted to level two apprentice, right?" Although the other party is older, his skills look very neat.

Judging from the dissipation of the magic power just now, the white-haired old man looks like an ordinary third-level apprentice. Unless he deliberately hides his strength.

(End of chapter)