Death Wizard Diary

Rum stretched out his hands and chanted a spell toward the small window.

The black window slammed shut, and the room immediately became a few degrees darker.

Immediately afterwards, the window extended and expanded directly to cover the entire outer wall of this "room".

Thor looked at the changes in front of him and forgot to breathe for a moment.

Like opening a surprise gift box, the black windows slowly tilt outward.

Sunlight penetrates into the room through the gaps, and gradually expands as the gaps widen, pouring in little by little until it fills the entire room.

Sol felt that the sunlight was a bit dazzling, but he was reluctant to blink.

Instructor Rum said beside him: "Let's go and have a look."

Sol dragged his feet and tentatively approached the window, and the scenery outside came into view bit by bit.

In the farthest distance was a clear blue sky with floating clouds drifting in the wind. The sun was diagonally overhead, and the halo prevented Thor from looking at it for long.

There are black mountain peaks under the sky, rolling up and down. Dense forests fill the gaps in the mountain cols and extend to the nearby plains.

There are scattered villages and mountain roads in the mountains and forests. Nearby, there is a gentle wilderness, with an unobstructed view, and no humans or animals are seen.

The world is as peaceful as a painting.

"Hello, New World." Sol greeted the world from the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly a clear sound broke the comfort.

A black shadow passed overhead and flew into the distance.

Thor raised his head and saw a huge flying bird breaking through the wind and waves at an extremely fast speed and entering the clouds.

There seemed to be a person standing on the flying bird.

This change brought Thor back to his senses, and he clearly realized again that what he saw in front of him was not a peaceful remote mountain village, but an abnormal world with wizards and high-end power.

"It looks good, take a closer look." Instructor Rum's advice came from behind.

Thor's gaze slowly moved downwards, and the dark green wilderness was mottled and faded, then brown land appeared, then turned into burnt yellow, and finally intertwined with pitch black.

When he lowered his head again, the ground dozens of meters away from him was actually a swamp filled with bubbling bubbles.

From time to time there were bones, and weeds were stirred up by the bubbles, and then fell into the mud after a brief struggle.

There were several mutilated corpses floating on it.

Some are facing up, some are facing up, some are facing up, and some are floating slowly under the churning mud.

Suddenly, a black tentacle covered in mud came out silently, rolled up a corpse, and slowly pulled it downwards.

The corpse naturally won't struggle and can only slowly sink into the mud.

Thor watched the tentacle disappear, and felt something cold reptile brush against his skin.

Where is the Gortha Wizard Tower located? Why is there a quagmire with corpses and monsters under the tower?

Will the apprentices who learn wizard knowledge here end up hiding in the mud, or will they ride on the wind?

The beauty and tranquility all disappeared, and doubts and fears crept into Sol's heart.

Instructor Rum's voice came from behind again.

"Is it scary? Look at your feet again."

When Sol heard this, he lowered his head and his pupils suddenly shrank.

He found that he didn't know when he was already standing at the edge of the black window.

Even most of the sole of the right foot is already hanging in the air!

In the next second, he will fall down and become one of the corpses floating in the mud.

Thor came back to his senses, suddenly retracted his right foot, and stepped back again and again, until he retreated to the back of the room, and his back hit the wall with a bang.

Seeing Sol's panicked look, Rum laughed "hehe" twice.

He leaned forward, and a pool of flesh flowed onto Sol's feet, feeling warm to the touch.

He stretched out his palms to cover Sol's eyes.

"Both beauty and fear are tempting you to fall into the abyss, and the locator is like a black window, which can support your spiritual body when you are lost. But you have to note that the locator can only delay your collapse.

, in the end it is up to you to sort out your consciousness before you can wake up."

When Rum put down his hand again, the room had been restored. The windows on the outer wall turned into small windows one meter square again. The black glass opened inward, and a beam of light came in...

Sol was panicking just now.

He was not afraid of the birds in the distant mountains outside, nor the bones in the mud nearby.

What Saul is afraid of is that he still hasn't figured out how he walked out of the window step by step.

In his memory, he clearly just leaned towards the window.

But this experience combined with the previous transformation also gave Sol a deeper understanding of the locator.

The locator helps wizards recognize their own existence to avoid getting lost in the known and the unknown.

But its ability is limited after all. If you blindly rely on the locator and don't control your own desires, one day it will escape from the protection of the locator, fall into a puddle of flesh, or turn into something else.

At the same time, locators are quite private information. If you are familiar with other people's locators, you are likely to know their weak points. Therefore, it is taboo to randomly inquire about the locator information.

Sol was immersed in self-summary, but Rum said quietly: "I have explained half of the knowledge to you personally, and you are not my apprentice. Well, I will give you 10 credits."

Teacher, you are robbing me!

Thor opened his mouth wide.

"Or give me ten days' work?"

Sol's mouth closed again.

It turned out to be waiting for him here.

He thought of the conversation that Master Kaz had with Master Rum when he brought him here. At that time, he was asking him to help Master Rum.

In this case, Sol did not refuse.

There is just a premise that must be made clear.

"Teacher Rum, I have only studied for three months and I don't know what I can do."

Rum opened his eyes when he heard this, "Now you remember that you are a newcomer? Look at what you did, is that what a newcomer should do?"

His belly was bulging like a toad.

"Go to the second laboratory on the fourteenth floor and find Nick. By the way, let him get rid of the resentful spirit in you."

This is business!

Thor immediately stood up solemnly and said, "Thank you, Teacher Rum, I'll be there right away!"

Now he no longer hesitated, saluted Teacher Rum and walked out.

When he put his hand on the curtain, Rum's voice came from behind again.

"Before you advance to the second-level apprenticeship, you can think about it carefully. Choosing a major attribute that is not suitable for you is actually a very painful thing."

Thor moved for a moment, and Teacher Rum's words seemed a bit inspired.

Doesn’t Professor Rum like his current research direction?

Sol opened the curtain and walked out. At the last moment, he looked back and glanced into the room.

The candle lights in the room seemed to have been dimmed deliberately, with only a beam of light coming in.

The meaty instructor Rum sat in the shadow of the room.

Everything is so blurry.

The thick curtain quickly stopped shaking, blocking Saul's prying eyes.

After leaving Teacher Rum's room, Sol walked eagerly to the laboratory.

He had felt before that the nightmare could not be postponed. If there was no help from instructor Rum today, he would also go to Senior Byron or others.

The good news at the moment is that in the opinion of instructor Rum, solving this resentful spirit is a trivial matter. He didn't even bother to take action and only asked a senior to help Thor.

"I hope that senior can be easier to talk to." Sol thought silently.

Thor left Rum's room and walked quickly towards the ramp. The mentor's floor was much quieter than the apprentice's floor.

The three second-level apprentices who had just lined up at the door have disappeared.

Looking at the deserted corridor under the bright candlelight, Sol suddenly had a strange idea.

This wizard's tower has trapped servants and apprentices. Has it also trapped others?

Is the only one who is truly free, the owner of this tower, Gortha, who was once nicknamed "Big Pink" by Thor?

When Thor saw the tower master today, he was all wrapped in a brown-red cloak and robe. The little chin exposed showed that Gorsa usually wrapped his whole body in pink silk bandages.

Will such a tower owner be free?