Death Wizard Diary

Chapter 252 Diary obtained

After Yura left, Sol returned to the long table and wrote a few more words with the communication pen.

He told the story in detail from when Wright asked for help to when Yura went alone.

He put down his pen and his eyes flashed.

That night, because he didn't know whether Yula would suddenly come back again, Sol did not activate the magic circle on the consciousness platform, but chose a more secure way to learn witchcraft.

But until two days passed, he didn't hear anything unusual happened at Wright's place, nor did he see the tower owner come specifically to look for him.

Everything was calm, as if nothing happened.

These days, another thing began to concern Sol's mind.

The seeds of evil thoughts sprouted.

Once germination begins, the results will only take two days.

The incubation process is much faster than Ku Jin said.

The basic preparations have been completed, and all that is left is for Thor to stand in the magic circle and use himself as energy to activate it.

"So what appeared on the evil bookshelf at that time represented what I was afraid of, not myself, but the ordinary me who had accomplished nothing."

"Don't be anxious, calm down." Sol warned himself in his heart.

Now just wait for him to stand up and activate the magic circle.

Each magic crystal is lit up, and countless undercurrents flow along the lines, surging and intersecting until the entire witchcraft circle is awakened.

The mental body began to vibrate, and the magic power spread along the hands and feet to the magic circle below.

Looking around, Thor found no trace of the diary. Even when he used his mental body to look inside, he found no trace of the diary.

Sol vaguely felt that he had grasped something. He looked at his hand, and the tide of his thoughts kept churning.

"Anyway, I'm not in a hurry to fight now. I'll try a few more times."

"The diary was originally controlled by me through my consciousness, so now... the diary doesn't recognize my consciousness?"

He specially prepared the most advantageous witchcraft paint for drawing dark attribute witchcraft arrays, and copied the entire array from the exploded diagrams to the floor of the warehouse.

When the head was turned ninety degrees, the eyelids opened, revealing pairs of bottomless black holes.

Because this was his first attempt, Thor did not modify the magic circle to avoid affecting the presentation of the consciousness platform.

Thor lowered his head and began to observe himself, and then he discovered that his current appearance was the same as the external body.

After a sigh, the sound of shattering mirrors was heard from all around.

"Then what's left?"

In other words, his current ideology is that of a person with light gray skin and a second transformation.

Sol's first reaction was to look over his left shoulder.

Before starting, Thor drank himself the juice extracted from the sound fruit. At the same time, he also painfully swallowed a dose of Heart Guard.

But somewhere in the back of his mind, he always felt that if he really did this, it would just be an extra brick in his hand.

Confirming that Wright's incident would not affect him for the time being, Thor finally restarted the consciousness platform array that he had put aside for a few days.

The fluctuations in today's diary are a bit large and the frequency is a bit fast, and it looks like Saul's heart is beating so nervously.

"Now that the platform is clean, at least it means no one else is prying inside me. This is a good thing."

On the cover of the book are debossed six characters of the same color as "Diary of a Dead Wizard".

Perhaps it was the effect of the grinding fruit, or perhaps his self-comfort had its effect. The space was finally stable again and stopped shaking.

"Obviously I can open the diary when I am in the outside world, turn to any black page, and even check the golden page of unknown origin. It makes no sense, but I can't open the diary after I enter consciousness."

Although Saul can also imitate his last experience this time and get the diary in his hand first.

It took Thor most of a day just to copy and draw, and then he placed the magic crystals one by one on the magic transmission points.

"On the platform last time, there was not only my consciousness, but also the consciousness of Morton and countless souls absorbed by him."

Prying eyes came from above the head, below the feet, and from the cracks in the surrounding space.

Before the official start, Sol looked at the diary on his left shoulder.

He is still the young man who has just graduated and is high-spirited, waiting for promotion and salary increase to become a winner in life.

But since the diary is interested in this seed of evil thoughts, the hatched fruit should also be annotated.

"This is different from the last time I entered the consciousness platform."

"Are you excited too?" Sol licked his chapped lips and took a deep breath.

However, the Japanese system is no longer there!

The slightest confusion in his thoughts caused the stone platform to tremble.

Thor stretched out his hand and held a dark red hard-cover book in the seemingly empty space.

"So last time I didn't really master the diary, so I couldn't connect it and make it my locator."

Now I just don’t know what type of curse will be hatched and what effect it will have.

Thor opened his eyes, and the shattering scene in front of him kept cracking and falling, revealing a deep darkness behind it.

"The last time I was in crisis, I connected to the diary and successfully made him appear in my hands, but I couldn't open it and could only use the diary as a brick."

Then he closed his eyes and let his mind calm down.

He successfully entered the consciousness platform.

He blinked, and the mirror fragments surrounding him suddenly shattered again, turned into droplets, scattered in all directions, and disappeared into the darkness.

Even with his eyes closed, Sol felt uneasy about being spied on, as if he had been stripped naked on a stage where everyone was watching.

He lowered his head slightly and saw that he was standing on a huge circular stone platform. On the surface of the stone platform, a magic circle of a consciousness platform was drawn.

He began to change his mind.

Sol did not panic this time, but worked hard to analyze the differences between the two times.

The wizard's apprentice robe and boots were transformed into a white short-sleeved shirt, gray trousers and a pair of dull black leather shoes.

Suddenly, time stood still.

"So the person I really recognize is myself in my twenties." Looking at his appearance in the mirror, Saul smiled bitterly, "Not the person who has been struggling for more than ten years and is still doing nothing, who has turned over and is still the same person.

A salted fish social animal.”

After stacking the shelves, the corpses turned slowly, their stiff necks making clicking sounds.

Xiaozao was very interested in the seeds of evil thoughts. Even though Sol repeatedly told him not to eat them, he still liked to circle around the seeds of evil thoughts.

"The space of consciousness is determined by consciousness. The appearance of things I see is what I know. But my knowledge is not 100% correct. So..."

Suddenly, the surrounding walls were covered with white, and the candle flames suddenly shot up. The tongues of flames stirred up the walls, leaving black marks.

But not anymore.

Thor raised his head and looked straight ahead. After a few breaths, his figure began to change!

The hands and feet are growing longer, the bones are growing, and the muscles are bulging.

It is indeed his true appearance.

At this time, Thor had no time to pay attention to the changes around him. In his perception, the space began to tremble, the earth cracked, the roof collapsed, and cracks appeared in the space.

With a thought in Thor's mind, a half-body state appeared in front of him, reflecting his current appearance.

Retract your arm, support the spine of the book with your index finger, middle finger, and ring finger, and gently open the cover with your thumb.

It's so easy, just like casually brushing aside a girl's black hair.

"Since I am now in contact with the diary body in the form and cognitive capacity, it means that... the death wizard's diary is not the inheritance I got from this body. Rather, it chose me!"

If you ignore the corner of Sol's mouth that was twitching with excitement, he is now holding a diary and standing upright, showing the demeanor of an enigmatic and well-informed master.

(End of chapter)