Death Wizard Diary

Chapter 247 Severed Finger

"Spiritual body." Heywood hid his hands under the cloak. Waves of fluctuations came from the back of his head, but before touching Thor's mental radiation range, he carefully retracted, "Although your mental power is very strong, but

You should also pay attention to rest. After all, wizards are not machines."

"I know, thank you." Saul didn't know how Heywood could see his mental state, but the other person's eyes were indeed somewhat magical, and he was not surprised that he could do this.

"Have you not read the book I gave you?"

Heywood was referring to the book about the Nightmare Butterfly.

Without waiting for Thor to answer, he said to himself: "Yes, it's too early for you to study it now. Let me remind you one more time. After all, you have a cocoon in your hand, so you must always pay attention to the firmness of the seal."

After saying that, the two of them walked to the bronze door.

Heywood, who was empty-handed, naturally took the initiative to push the door open.

However, when Thor saw his hands stretched out from under the cloak, his eyes suddenly closed.

The hand Heywood stretched out turned out to be a pair of dark, scaly hands!

Completely different from what he was yesterday!

Thick and sharp nails scratched across the bronze door, making a sharp and harsh friction sound.

Only one of the bronze doors opened successfully. Heywood went out first and did not take the initiative to explain the condition of his hands to Thor.

Sol was analyzing what Anze meant by leaving the car outside and him coming in with the materials; or whether the car and materials were left outside and he came in by himself.

When Anze put his fingers into his palm, the red blood left at the break even began to seep into his skin.

"Bah!"

Which step he can reach in the end still requires his own judgment and efforts.

Anze raised Sol's little finger and observed it through the dim candlelight above his head.

Thor let go of his hand. At this time, his left hand was intact, and it was no longer possible to see that a finger was broken.

Suddenly, Anze stretched out his other hand, and his nails instantly grew and turned into sharp blades, cutting off Thor's little finger.

"Interesting." Anze finally smiled and let go easily.

Sol walked in with his cart and saw a small corridor, barely big enough for him to walk in with his cart.

Thor's severed finger was still twitching, feedbacking the pain information more faithfully than himself.

Kujin also noticed Saul at this time, and quickly wiped away the tears on his face without saying hello. He reluctantly squeezed past the cart sideways and left quickly.

"Of course it's the price you have to pay for all the preferential treatment today." An Ze laughed, "For example, if some people raise chickens and ducks, they are used for eating."

Sol straightened his face, making his expression one-third of fear and three-thirds of vigilance, and stepped into the hut where Anze was.

It shows how lazy Instructor Anze is usually!

He stopped the car and knocked on the door.

"Okay, then I walked in on my own. As expected, Instructor Anze's mission was not just to obtain materials."

"You can't forget your place just because you've been with the tower master for a long time."

No wonder Luo Kai is so desperate to recruit new people, otherwise Anze would not be able to drive him.

The veins on Sol's forehead twitched twice, but he held it back and did not frown, nor did he cry out in pain.

Pushing Kong Nuo out of Instructor Anze's room, Sol looked at the time and saw that it was only 6:15.

Thor's severed finger returned to his hand like a magnet.

However, the gray skin did not have time to spread, and the skin on Anze's palm directly festered and regenerated until new healthy skin covered the original wound.

No matter how lazy Anze is, he is a dangerous and terrifying official wizard.

"Leave the car outside."

Hearing Sol's approaching footsteps, Anze finally lazily raised his eyelids and said, "Come here."

Anze was half lying on a recliner with his eyes half closed.

"Enter."

Was it an injury from the experiment, or... a punishment?

For some reason, Thor's gentle silver eyes suddenly appeared in Sol's mind, and he suddenly shuddered.

"This should be the room where Instructor Anze is." Saul was about to knock on the door when another person came out.

There was a room there that was the only one without a window.

Golza's disdain for them is Golza's business alone.

"It's true that he is a newcomer that the tower master likes. It is rare to be able to enjoy learning." He raised his eyes and glanced at Thor again, "What a lucky guy. Ha, I hope this luck will not turn into bad luck."

At this time, Thor's severed limb was no longer as active as it was just now, and looked like an old wilted leaf.

Sol stared at his hand held by Anze and nodded repeatedly.

This huge, strong man is actually crying right now?!

Sol suddenly became a little nervous.

In any case, strength is a must.

An apprentice walked out of the next room and moved the materials on the cart directly in.

Finally, Sol hit the front door of Byron's dormitory with the front of his car, causing a small dent in the wooden door.

A magical scene happened. When the severed limb and Thor's palm came closer, the gray skin on both sides stretched out small tentacles, like lovers who were ruthlessly separated, stretching out their entangled hands towards each other.

"Is it fun to study souls?"

The cart gurgled along the east tower ramp and soon arrived outside the residence of Instructor Anze.

This seems to be Thor's first time coming to Anze on a mission.

Sol walked until Anze was close, and then the other party grabbed his hand.

Although the tutor's room was large, after dividing a corridor and more than twenty rooms, the remaining room had become very small.

But so what, isn't Anze completing all the tasks assigned by Golza honestly?

Of course, Saul didn't mean to laugh at Anze. After all, his future might not be as good as Anze.

Soon, a small patch of skin on Anze's palm turned gray.

It looked like he was running away in despair.

But someone soon helped him make a choice.

Anze's words are actually a very obvious provocation.

But before my hand touched the door, the door automatically opened to both sides.

He hurriedly ran all the way to Byron's dormitory.

"Teacher Anze, what is the bad luck you are talking about?"

Thor finally took back his hand, and then without changing his expression, he twisted his finger back with a "click".

Anze held up Thor's severed limb and hand and slowly shortened the distance between them.

The efficiency is very high.

Sol pushed the cart all the way to the depths of the small corridor.

When I looked up, I saw it was Ku Jin.

Like an elevator.

Anze closed his eyes again and put his hands on his chest, as peacefully as if he was lying in a grave.

There are rooms on both sides of the small corridor. The doors of these rooms have a large piece of glass, so you can clearly see the scene inside.

But...it's for temporary splicing.

But under what circumstances would he need to amputate his original pair of arms?

He quickly turned around, cleared his throat, and pushed the cart in.

Without strength, no matter how many backers and props you have, it is all empty talk.

Thor was still looking back at Kujin who was leaving when he heard a feeble voice coming from inside.

As Golza said, Anze's hatred for him is no longer concealed.

The fingers connected with the heart, and the severe pain was instantly transmitted to the brain.

Thor was shocked to find that there were two or three apprentices in almost every small room.

Along the way, Instructor Anze's large room was actually divided into more than twenty rooms, which meant that there were at least forty people here.

The apprentices in front were alerted by the sound of the cart. When they turned around and saw that it was Sol, they all gave way.

"Maybe his bad expression is not because of what happened yesterday." Saul intuitively believed that Heywood's hands were not transformed by witchcraft.

"Senior! Are you there?" They ran wildly together, venting the repression they had just felt at Anze's place. Saul shook his neck and knocked on Byron's door.

Fortunately, Byron is really in the dormitory.

When he opened the door and saw Saul, he didn't say hello immediately. Instead, he turned his head silently and looked at the obvious damage on the door.

Byron: "Huh?"

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