Death Wizard Diary

Chapter 388 New Plan

Author: Imana

Chapter 388 New Plan

"Woooooooooooo..."

Crying sounds resounded in Thor's mind.

Sol, who was walking out of the forest, said helplessly: "Penny, why are you crying again?"

"Oh, oh, I almost hurt the master."

Sol's words of advice were of no use, so he simply changed the subject.

"Didn't you say you were looking for the meaning of existence? How did you find it?"

Unexpectedly, Penny cried louder, "I thought I found it, but it turned out that my perception was just tampered with. Wuwuwuwu...wuah wow..."

Sol's head is full of black lines, and although Penny has always had a baby girl voice, she has never been so emotional.

It is estimated that it is still the sequelae of tampered cognition, and maybe only time can heal it.

"But why are you looking for the meaning of existence? Are you still confused?" Sol asked curiously, and at the same time he was trying to get himself out of the depression just now.

"Uh-huh...Brother Sol, do you know? Nightmare butterflies are not natural creations. We were actually created by a wizard."

"What?" Thor was shocked, "The nightmare butterfly that can observe history is actually a creation of a wizard?"

Fortunately, he had absorbed too much knowledge recently and calmed down quickly.

"What about the wizard who made you?"

"Going crazy."

"...Uh, okay."

"How powerful was the wizard who created you?"

"I only know that he had become a fourth-level wizard for a long time before I left him."

"Can a fourth-level wizard create a nightmare butterfly that is between consciousness and entity, and can also observe history and enter dreams?"

"Brother Sol, there are differences between wizards and wizard apprentices. The strength of wizards at each level is very different."

Penny told Thor what she knew about the differences in wizards' abilities.

Wizard apprentices can only perform point-to-point attacks, but formal wizards can perform range attacks.

This is because they can already affect the operation of magic within a certain area.

And their sorcery attacks can also bring certain attributes of their own locators.

In other words, for the first time, the locator has taken off the title of full-time defense and can make a difference in offense.

Second-level wizards can compress their own magic and mental power, greatly increasing the power they can store.

At the same time, they can also have stronger resilience, which can help them resist pollution and withstand more damage caused by the release of forces.

The third-level wizard is even more terrifying. He can already turn the locator into a transformer that can transform and use external power. Therefore, a third-level wizard can destroy a city with one blow.

Fourth-level Penny didn't say it. What it said it understood might not be correct. If it said it wrong, Sol might be contaminated.

It seemed that the mistake she made today made Penny feel guilty, otherwise she would not have taken the initiative to impart knowledge to Thor.

"What about you, Penny? What kind of strength were you at your peak?"

"Oops, almost second level. But there are also third level beings in our Nightmare Butterfly. It's just not in the Western Continent."

Not even the second level? No wonder he was chased to pieces by Kismet.

While talking, the two of them had already walked out of the forest.

Their carriage parked outside the forest was still there quietly, and there was even a pile of fresh grass beside the horse.

When Thor walked near the carriage, several black tentacles suddenly emerged from the ground and jumped close to Thor.

But when they tried to blend into the back of Sol's neck, they were blocked back as if they had hit glass.

Several tentacles swayed on the ground aggrievedly, and Thor had no choice but to pick them up.

"Xiao Zao hasn't woken up yet, so you just need to wait outside."

As Thor continued to approach the carriage, one of the tentacles suddenly opened its mouth and bit the hem of his clothes.

Sol moved for a moment, thought thoughtfully, sorted out his emotions, and then stepped forward to open the car door.

In the carriage, Gorsa, who was wearing a brown-red cloak and wrapped in pink bandages, raised his hand, which was also wrapped in bandages, and greeted Saul.

"Out?"

Sol immediately bowed his head and said hello, "Teacher..."

His greetings came to an abrupt end because he saw a human head next to Gorsa's hand.

Mark's head.

Mark's eyes were widened and his mouth was slightly open, not expecting that he would die.

Thor's heart beat hard twice. He suppressed his breathing and slowly raised his head to look at Gorsa.

Gorsa still smiled with crooked eyes, "He used your name falsely and asked the half-elf to send him out, which might cut off your life, so I killed him to vent your anger."

Sol opened his mouth wide and screamed in his heart: "Who are you venting your anger on?"

Seeing that Sol believed it, Gorsa's eyes curved even wider.

"I lied to you."

He reached out and patted Mark's bloodless head gently, "This guy has eaten too much cryptocrystalline and has begun to alienate. If he is left alive, he will continue to cultivate others into cryptocrystalline, which is not good for the Wizard Tower.

development of."

Gorsa's silver eyes glanced around Thor, and suddenly asked with interest: "How many have you eaten?"

Sol immediately shook his head, "I didn't eat."

"Good boy." The smile in Gorsa's eyes deepened, "I guess you don't need to come. Come up, I will take you back, and by the way, I will tell you about the new progress of Kaz and Rum's resurrection experiment, which is quite important.

What a gratifying result.”

Saul did not dare to delay and quickly climbed into the carriage.

He was about to ask Gorsa about driving when he saw Gorsa throw out a witchcraft scroll.

After the scroll fell outside, it turned into a man without facial features. He bowed to Gorsa and Thor each, then climbed onto the carriage and flicked the reins.

The carriage moved under the control of this "coachman" who didn't even have eyes.

Sol closed the car door, and the sounds outside suddenly became much quieter.

He looked at the head opposite Golsa, which was used as a cushion, and slowly looked away.

The carriage was quiet for a while before Golza spoke: "Kazi and Rum discovered a new material with dark properties. They named it Blue Water Soul."

"Blue Water Soul?" Sol asked in surprise, "Is it the material found in Blue Water Bay?"

Gorsa smiled and said: "So you have been there too. It is a rare and good material... but it is a pity that it was made with human lives."

The soul tide in Blue Water Bay is indeed dangerous to ordinary people, and the soul fragments inside are equally special. Thor and Byron studied there for a while, but could not find out the cause.

Gorsa reached into his arms and pulled out a small transparent ball from the gap in the bandage. Inside the small ball, there was something ethereal and mist-like, slowly swaying.

"This is a semi-finished product. Rum has found a material that can weaken the toxicity of the blue water spirit and thereby increase the strength of the soul. The toxin currently developed by Gudo can also paralyze the body and soul, thus creating a viscosity between the two parties...

…”

"In short, if this experiment can be successful, we can create a container for Yula that can last for ten years without causing alienation. Following this idea, if we continue the experiment, it is estimated that the time can be extended to fifty years."

Sol listened carefully. This plan was somewhat similar to his idea, but the direction was different.

It also reduces the pollution of the soul by frequent body changes and the body itself by prolonging the time the soul stays in the container.

While Thor was still thinking about this new plan, Gorsa raised his eyes and looked over, his silver eyes unusually obvious in the slightly dim carriage.

"That's good, I don't have to take the risk of using the backup plan. After all, the backup plan has only been studied for a few years, and it is still not very safe."

Sol suddenly felt his spine snap, as if something cold had been swept across it.

(End of chapter)