Diary of the Death Wizard

When the worm arrives, can death be far behind?

All of this is like a pantomime in front of Sol's eyes, but the terrifying effect it brings has never been reduced a bit.

His brain began to run rapidly, staring at the diary in front of him.

This time the diary shows that he died in the belly of the bug, and the bug will chase Sol's smell.

"No, combined with the previous diary, the danger I'm staying away from should be Victor. The last time I died, it was because of that white worm."

The white worm, as fat as an elephant, slowly twisted its body and turned to Swann aside.

His body made an unpleasant rubbing sound against the ground, like something being crushed by a millstone.

And his exposed front also made Sol startled, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and almost cried out.

The front of this worm actually has a human face!

That big face seemed to have been soaked in water, blown by a balloon, pale and wrinkled.

The one-to-one eyes turned into a gray one, as if someone had inserted a needle into it, and after a few times of vigorous stirring, the crystals were completely cloudy.

His nostrils were also enlarged enough to fit a child's head.

When he opened his mouth wide at Siwan, Saul didn't see teeth but saw several rolling heads in his throat.

Those people stared at the outside world with blank eyes, and no one struggled.

Swann saw the heads too.

Swan also stopped yelling when he met the numb eyes.

He already knew that all struggles were futile, his mouth was open, his lips trembling slightly, and he didn't know who he was praying to.

Saul could feel Swann's despair even though he was just watching one person and one insect a few meters away.

The diary also reminds Sol that if he encounters bugs, with the existing means, he will definitely end up being swallowed by bugs.

Thor couldn't help but clenched his fingers.

However, the big mouth that was about to bite Swan stopped at the last moment.

The nostrils of the human face worm keep expanding, shrinking, expanding, shrinking...

The foamy head actually let go of Swann, and turned to Saul little by little.

But the neck of the human-faced worm was very stiff, and it could no longer move after turning nearly 90 degrees.

"It has a blind spot!" Thor immediately realized this, and hurriedly moved to the end of the human-faced worm.

Here, no matter how the worm turned its head, it couldn't see him.

Moreover, the worms moved slowly, and their turns were not as flexible as Thor.

But Sol also understood that if it was really that simple, the diary would not have given Thor a warning of death from the belly of the worm.

After the human-faced worm failed to see Thor's figure several times, that ugly face suddenly shrank inward, and disappeared directly into a pile of fat white meat.

Sol immediately ran to the stairs, and on the steps, Victor, who was restrained by algae but not flustered, was staring at Sol.

He even had a little smile in his eyes.

Sure enough, Sol saw from the corner of his eye that the worm's tail began to squirm, the milky white, oily worm body quickly melted and reshaped, and the disappearing human face on the worm's head came out of the tail!

And facing Saul.

Looking closely, the face seemed to have been soaked in water for a few days, full of cracks and wrinkles, and an oily smell rushed straight into Sol's nostrils.

This peculiar smell made Sol, who was used to the stench of corpses, feel nauseated.

The human-faced worm sniffed again at Sol who was stuck at the corner of the stairs, with an excited expression on his face.

"Hey~ hey~ hey"

The human-faced worm actually laughed, and it didn't know which organ was vibrating, making an extremely distorted laugh.

His nostrils kept opening and closing, sniffing at Thor intoxicated.

In the slightly opened and closed mouth of the human-faced worm, Thor could still clearly see a few numb human faces inside, rolling continuously as the worm's contracted muscles.

Sol wanted to attack the bug, but as soon as he had this idea, the diary reminded him: Once he attacked the bug, he would anger the other party and be eaten immediately.

Sol could only suppress the magic power that was about to move, and his brain was running fast.

"Smell, taste, smell, taste... He was going to eat Swann, but his attention suddenly turned to me. What smell on me attracts him?"

Sol slowly tried to back away, but the diary still reminded him that if he moved too much, he would be swallowed by insects.

Suddenly something flashed through Thor's mind.

If the bugs are attracted by his own unique smell, then Sol probably has no way to cover up the smell without disturbing the bugs.

But the probability of a powerful human-faced worm suddenly only interested in Saul is actually very small.

It's as small as if you randomly grab a person on the street to do a paternity test, and the result is 99% matching.

Then, thinking about it this way, the thinking becomes clear.

Sol has one and only one thing that belongs to this castle.

Things from the same place are naturally more likely to be related.

An idea flashed through Thor's mind.

This time the diary finally didn't turn the page again.

There was joy in Sol's eyes, and with his strong willpower and years of honed acting skills, he abruptly changed it to sadness.

He slowly turned his neck and looked at Victor on the steps.

Victor was still tied up tightly by the tentacles that Xiaozao branched out.

But the pair of eyes he showed were still calm.

Even smiled a little.

"I only have one chance." Sol told himself in his heart.

"Victor," Saul said with a small slit in his lips, but he knew Victor could hear, "Why on earth are you killing so many people? Why are you kidding me? What do you want, we can exchange , there is no need to fight, they are all wizard apprentices, and profit is more important than death, isn't it?"

Victor blinked.

Xiaozao slowly let go of Victor.

But Victor still has a lot of frost on his body at this time, and it seems that he is still controlled by Sol's witchcraft and cannot move.

"I didn't kill anyone." Victor narrowed his eyes, "I killed none of the people here."

"So it's not negotiable?" Sol's tone became stern, "If you don't save me, I'll drag you into the belly of the insect!"

Victor curled his lips nonchalantly, "Okay, what does it matter, anyway, death is the end of everyone, and threats are nothing new to me. The castle, the rainstorm, and you, brother, are honored."

Victor raised his hand with difficulty, stroked his chest, and lowered his head slightly.

"Since you said that..." Saul moved suddenly, but he didn't run directly to Victor.

He threw something at Victor.

A small porcelain bottle with a seal.

The human-faced worm who had been sniffing Sol was suddenly alarmed. He seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, knowing that the food in front of him was going to run away, and quickly opened his mouth wide.

But Sol had no intention of running away or resisting at all. He just shot an arrow spell instantly at the small porcelain bottle in the air.

"Snapped!"

The small porcelain bottle whirling in the air and flying towards Victor was instantly shattered, and the light yellow oily liquid poured out. Due to inertia, most of it still flew towards Victor.

Victor's eyes widened, his body was still stiff, and he could only helplessly be drenched in "Holy Oil"!