Diary of the Death Wizard

In the dim mortuary room, a series of props such as knives, tweezers, scissors, and needles danced on the cold corpse in turn. When they returned to their original positions, the complete corpse was already in pieces.

From the head to the ankles, every inch of the corpse's skin was cut open, exposing the underlying muscle tissue, or the muddy thick pulp.

But these liquid tissues did not rush out because of the splitting of the skin, they stayed in place quietly, like a static picture.

And Katz, the instructor who manipulated all these smoothly, kept his eyes closed the whole time.

He just moved his fingers, and those tools flew up and retracted by themselves, everything was like a bloody interpretation of a marionette.

When the autopsy was over, Instructor Katz clapped his hands lightly, instantly breaking the frozen "time" on the corpse. Plasma mixed with pus rushed out of the skeletal muscles, spilled out of the flattened skin, and dripped down to the mortuary along the black leather on the floor tiles.

"Culom, come here." Katz's voice sounded.

The head of a short boy appeared above the corpse. He looked at the bright red pool in front of him without any discomfort, and even let out a "wow" in amazement.

"Fill brain tissue, clean out plasma and pus, refill with embalming gel, call Hayden when it's all done... oh, he's gone, call the guy next door to heal the wound. I'll get someone to come and take the body away .”

After speaking, Instructor Katz opened his eyes, as if the person who just disposed of the corpse was not him, but a marionette controlled by him.

His slightly cloudy eyes clearly reflected everything on the conveyor belt, but there was no strange emotion.

He had done this kind of work for many years, dissecting friends, students, and enemies. He had thought that unless it was Gorza who appeared on the conveyor belt, he wouldn't be surprised if anyone died.

After explaining to the little apprentice, Katz turned and walked out of the morgue.

As he left, some small things in the room were shaking slightly, as if being gently pulled by a thin thread.

But soon, this disturbing movement stopped with the closure of the scarlet room door.

Collom watched Katz leave respectfully, then rolled up his sleeves and began to clean up the mess with excitement.

The cleanup was successfully completed, and he began to inject gel into Nick's remains. This gel replaced blood and other fluid tissues in the human body, allowing the corpse to plump up again.

Then came the critical step, which required re-inserting the brain into Nick's two halves of the head.

But when he pulled an artificial skull out of a box, he seemed a little nervous.

He tried his best to keep his face sullen, but his trembling pupils revealed his true emotions.

Put in the artificial skull, close the skull, and fix it with simple sutures.

This set of actions is only slightly slower than before.

Not long after, a strange face appeared, with an unlovely expression on his face, and released several restoration techniques on the corpse that Coulom had pieced together.

Then he nodded to Colum with the same dejected expression, signaling that he was done, and left the mortuary room listlessly.

And Coulom, who had been standing by and watching, suddenly let out a long and silent breath after the stranger left.

...

The picture stops, and Saul begins to struggle to break free from Nick's body.

However, as soon as he exerted force, he tore off the connection with Nick.

After choosing the locator, everything is very different from before. The difficult walking, powerful enemies, and terrifying mental interference have all become much easier.

When the fog covering the knowledge of witchcraft is cleared away by Weili, there are only principles and rules left.

Saul left Nick's body smoothly and returned to himself.

Then he got up from the ground and asked the four conscious bodies, "How do you see it here?"

When he entered Nick's corpse just now, he deliberately asked the diary not to pass on what he saw to several conscious bodies, but let them study and discuss alone in an isolated space.

This time, Herman was the first to write.

Herman: [I haven't analyzed anything...]

Well, Herman is an apprentice wizard of the action group, and it would be difficult for him to study the fluctuation laws and inner information of the spiritual body.

But then Saul did not receive any good news. The messages from Morton and Agudu were too short to analyze the real content.

Sol didn't continue to ask, the remaining Ann is a complex of multiple consciousnesses, which has just been formed recently, and self-awareness needs to be perfected. Saul didn't even think about how fast Ann's thinking could turn.

"I have a clue here, but I'm afraid it will take a lot of work to track down the real master." Sol also sighed.

Collom, who succeeded him in the mortuary, was only a first-class apprentice so far. And judging from his expression when he acted, he was a little nervous, but not afraid.

Nine times out of ten, they just accept bribes and then do things for others.

But fortunately, Saul can still track down who is contacting Culom.

As long as he bears the title of Gorza mentor, if Coulom dares to hesitate, Sol will admire his courage!

But in any case, the prudence of the mastermind behind the scenes shocked him.

Every link involves two or three people, and there may be more than that.

Sol was still a little shaken before. Is their goal just him?

But after going through a series of investigations, he could only chuckle, "I'm not worthy."

Unexpectedly, at this time, Ann, who was least hoped for, came out on her own initiative.

An: [Master~ I seem to have deciphered the meaning of this mental fluctuation. 】

Agu: [! 】

Morton: [! 】

Gorman: [? 】

Each of the three consciousnesses has a punctuation mark, expressing their surprise well.

Saul didn't expect that Ann would decipher it. Although Ann's tone didn't sound very certain, Sol, who had seen the ability of the wraith's hand, thought that this tone represented a kind of showing off.

Interest flashed in his eyes, "Tell me."

An: ["Break it", that's the sentence. 】

Very simple signal.

Thor raised his hand and stroked his chin, which he liked to do whenever he was thinking.

Herman: [Small it? What kind of control is this? 】

Morton: [No, it seems that this is really what it means. 】

Agu: 【Indeed, reasoning about the unknown is difficult, but it is easy if you know the answer and deduce it backwards. If you use this information to deduce it back...at least the deduction equation is successful. 】

An: [hee hee~]

Sol didn't bother to calculate, he believed in the experience and calculation ability of Morton and Agu. But he wondered why Ann could deduce this result.

"how did you do it?"

Facing Saul's question, Ann seemed a little hesitant.

An: [Uh... If I say that memory came out by itself, master, do you believe me? 】

Anben thought Sol would hesitate a bit, but he raised his eyebrows and asked her instead, "Trust! Does this memory belong to the Wraith Hand, or that incomplete evil spirit?"

Ann immediately became honest.

[It's an evil spirit. 】

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