Diary of the Death Wizard

Chapter 389 The Forgotten Genius

The backup plan that Golsa said made Saul tense all over, but the other party didn't seem to have the intention to speak clearly.

He played with the blue water soul in his hand, making the ball jump around between his fingers like a toy.

"Have you seen the elf?" He changed the subject suddenly.

Thor's voice was still frozen stiff, "I... don't know if what I saw is an elf."

Gorza said: "If you look at it according to the definition of the original species division, it should not be counted. But since there are no pure-blooded elves in this world, there is no problem calling them new elves."

He lowered his head slightly, as if he was looking at his own hand, and he seemed to be looking at other things through the hand covered in pink bandages.

"So someone asked that question for us a long time ago. Soul, it really can't completely separate from the body and exist independently."

Sol didn't talk, he was just a little strange, "Do you know what happened to the elf?"

Didn't he say he didn't know before?

"Half-elf, he mentioned a few words to me before he went in, and I guessed the rest of the information." Gorza blinked at Sol, "I guess, the elves who are born with strong mental power are because of some The reason is that they chose to throw away the burden of the body. For this reason, they opened up a back garden for themselves. Unfortunately, this action of exploration angered a certain underlying rule of existence, so they were sent into the back garden they made by themselves. Later, it was discovered that this back garden had become an abyss prison."

"I guessed, right?"

Gorza is asking Sol.

Saul also has the heart to check the answers with Gorza to see if his thoughts can be recognized.

"The elves... after seeing the huge depression on the back of the world, they decided to abandon their physical bodies and hide in a world composed entirely of consciousness. This is my guess based on what I saw in the valley."

Unexpectedly, Golsa on the opposite side frowned a little bit.

The specific expression is that the bandage between his brows is wrinkled.

"The back of the world... is sunken..." Gorza fell into deep thought.

Judging by his appearance, it seems that this is the first time he has heard about the "sag".

Didn't it mean that the tower owner came from an extremely powerful wizard family in other continents?

Why doesn't he know the depression on the back of the world?

"Could it be... because of this?" Gorza whispered to himself.

When he saw Sol's puzzled gaze, he suddenly restrained his expression again, and didn't say any more about the depression.

"In this way, the body is actually our natural locator. Although it is not as powerful as the locator we acquired, it is safe and stable...Unfortunately, many people just regard it as a burden."

Gorza leaned back, comfortably on the soft cushions, with his elbows resting squarely on top of Mark's head.

"Sol, it's pretty good that you can complete two witch body transformations without harming yourself."

Facing the tower owner's compliment, Sol could only accept it with a guilty conscience.

Unlike Senior Byron, his transformation relies more on external forces.

In Saul's view, Senior Byron, who can turn his body into a locator with his own efforts, is the real genius.

It was only because of the excessive degree of transformation that senior Byron was promoted to the third-level apprentice when he was nearly 30 years old.

Be sure to praise him when you go back.

While thinking wildly, Sol suddenly noticed the red-eyed puppet pinned to his waist.

At this time, both eyes of the puppet are empty.

Only then did Sol remember that the puppet's eyes seemed to burst when observing the elf world.

He quickly took off the puppet at his waist and handed it to Gorza, "Teacher, this puppet's eyes are broken."

You won't let yourself pay, will you?

Sol said cautiously: "It seems that the elf once tried to influence my spirit, but the puppet blocked part of the mental attack."

In fact, more is blocked by the diary.

However, anyway, Gorza doesn't know how powerful the elf's mental attack was, so he can attribute most of the credit to the puppet.

Unexpectedly, after seeing the puppet, Gorza suddenly showed a funny and distressed expression-don't ask Sol how he saw it.

"Oh, it's so bad. Those who put spiritual marks on it will suffer."

"Spiritual mark?" Saul asked back.

Anyway, from Golsa's tone, he knew that the person who left the mark was definitely not him.

"It's Yura's." Golza immediately revealed the answer, "She is very good at distinguishing malicious mental attacks, and this puppet was built with her ability."

After a pause, he said again: "It's okay, I sent her back to the wizard's tower yesterday. In the tower, she is always safe."

...

An hour ago, Wizard Tower.

"I heard from Katz that you also discovered the blue water soul?"

In the dim room, the instructor Rum sitting in the corner was looking at Byron who entered his room for the first time.

Byron stood five meters away from Rum's head. He lowered his head and was careful not to let the muddy flesh at his feet flow onto the shoe.

"Hmm." As if he felt that answering the instructor's question with one word was not a good idea, Byron's throat opened and he opened his mouth, "I named it Gray Matter."

"Hehe," Rum couldn't help laughing, "Kaz must have complained about your ugly name, right?"

Byron actually thought that Gray Matter sounded much better than Blue Water, but he was just a bit more straightforward, not stupid.

"Um."

Rum couldn't help smiling again.

Now when he laughs, the fat on his body no longer shakes back and forth.

Just like the deepest sea, the rapids under the sea will not affect the calm of the sea.

"Of course it's not a big deal to find it. What really surprised me was the potion preparation formula you submitted. The idea in it is very interesting, and judging from your state, it has already been verified, hasn't it? "

Byron nodded, but he didn't ask why the potion formula he submitted to Mentor Katz in exchange for promotion materials fell into the hands of Mentor Rum.

"Tell me about your application ideas."

Byron did not speak immediately this time.

Rum was not angry either, and said with a smile: "I won't let you talk for nothing. As long as your thinking is okay, I will recommend you to join the resurrection experiment after the tower master comes back. At that time, you can say whatever material you want." It's a matter of words."

Byron's eyes lit up, "Is Saul also in this experiment?"

Rum nodded, "Yes. If you also want to join this experiment hosted by the tower master, then show me your knowledge."

Bracing himself, Byron put his hand into his mouth and took out a thick volume of notes from under his skin.

This notebook is much thicker than the one withheld to Sol, and records his experiments and conjectures on gray matter.

And Solna is the essence of finishing edition.

When Byron was about to start his performance, a thick black shadow came in through the crack of Rum's tutor's door.

Yura never knocked.

Rum tilted his head, half of his face was squeezed in the fat, and he smiled.

"Wait a minute, we have guests coming."

A black figure like a paper-cut slowly walked in.

"I heard that someone also discovered the blue water soul?"

"Yes, it seems that he is a genius that we have overlooked." Rum said, pointing to Byron in front of him.

Then he introduced to Byron, "This is the one we want to resurrect, and she is also the wife of the tower master. You can call her Mrs. Yula."

Byron bowed to Yura expressionlessly.

Yura turned her head to the side, completely unable to see the expression, "It's really nice."

She sat leisurely on a laboratory table, crossing her legs like a little girl.

"Golsa attaches great importance to this experiment, and it is estimated that the formal test will start within half a year." You stretched his hands on the experiment table of Rum and found a small transparent ball. Inside the ball is The lingering clouds, "Let me listen in, do you have any new ideas?"

Yura tossed the blue water soul in her hand one after another.

Byron looked at the small ball in Mrs. Ulla's hand, thought for a while, and then took out a small bag from his pocket.

"This is the blue water soul in its original state. I call it gray matter. Take a look at this, it is more in line with my research report."

After speaking, he took out two gray matter from his small pocket, and handed one to Mrs. Yula and Teacher Rum.