Diary of the Death Wizard

"Hmph, you're quite cautious." The other party snorted coldly and rolled his eyes impatiently, "Because you're cheap, the one next door may need me to get rid of it with two corpses."

Well, it turns out he's pretty cheap.

Sol glanced at the corpses of the other two first-level apprentices, and seemed to have begun to pick them.

"Go quickly, don't dawdle." Senior Bing Leng urged.

Sol had no choice but to hold the soft leather mask and walked towards the corner.

Just before he was about to step into the magic circle, the sound of clattering made his movements freeze in place.

The hardcover book became bigger and flew to him and unfolded.

The joking words reappeared.

[Suo lunar calendar 314 years, July 11,

Today is really a good day, knowing that you are short of materials, someone sent you a corpse.

You obediently put on the "Girl's Pure Absolute Domain", sat obediently in the magic circle, and carefully observed the three corpses.

Hey, why can't you see the existence of evil spirits? Turn your head again, are you dazzled? Why is the evil spirit on Peggy?

Oh hehehehe... You really are dazzled, the evil spirit of cleanliness is clearly on you!

Tonight, Peggy will write in the task register: A total of three corpses of first-level apprentices were processed today. 】

Sol knew that the good thing about the pie in the sky would not happen to him easily! ! !

Everyone who preaches no-cost high-yield is a big liar!

Don't be greedy for petty gains and don't be fooled!

Sol decisively decided to give up and refused this assistance.

The words on the diary reappeared, and when Sol saw it, his eyes were tearing apart.

Good guy, this time it was the senior who turned his back on him and killed him directly.

"What are you dawdling about? Still not going in?" Peggy, who was behind her, was obviously impatient.

Sol turned around slowly, with a smile uglier than crying.

"Sister, I think the corpse of a first-level apprentice is not enough."

Peggy's eyes widened, and she asked incredulously, "You want two?"

"No, no, I'm not that greedy. It's just that I'm doing an experiment recently and I'm short of a few materials."

The names of the materials came out of Saul's mouth one by one, but his brain was thinking about the way to deal with it.

Destroy the magic circle?

No, the hardcover book mocked Sol's IQ, and told him that he would die under the joint attack of the evil spirit and Peggy.

Sol thought of two more ways, but they were all denied by the hardcover book.

"What a mess, where can I get materials now?"

Saul smiled wryly and continued to stall for time.

"Senior sister, are you in a hurry? I think it should be written in your task register today: A total of the corpse of a first-level apprentice was processed today. Isn't it?"

Paige narrowed her eyes.

"You are smart, yes, I will hide the body of this second-level apprentice. If you report on me afterwards, I have plenty of ways to kill you."

As she spoke, she took out a bulging silver bag from her arms and threw it into Sol's arms.

Saul caught it, and there was a crisp sound in the bag.

This is actually a big bag of magic crystals!

"You can buy at least ten copies of these things, the materials you just mentioned. Hurry up and get in! If you delay any longer, I'll break your legs and throw you in."

"Thank you, senior."

Sol put the money bag in his arms, held the mask, walked into the magic circle, and sat down obediently.

"Put on the mask!"

Peggy urged again, the killing intent could no longer be concealed in her voice.

"Okay, let me find out the pros and cons."

Sol turned the mask over in his hand, and at the same time he picked the small bottle in his palm to open the seal with his nails.

This was his last resort, and the hardcover book didn't mock his death again.

"The absolute domain of girlish purity", "the evil spirit of cleanliness", reminded him of the bottle of "extreme filth of elemental fairies" that he kept in his arms.

When the strength of the evil spirit and senior sister Peggy far surpassed his own, Sol could only gamble on the escape route chosen for him by the hardcover book.

When flipping the mask, Sol also poured more than half of the potion on the mask.

When he put on the mask, a faint fishy smell rushed into his nostrils.

The mask seemed to be sticky, and immediately stuck firmly to Sol's face.

"I've already polluted this absolute realm, if you're really a clean freak, don't come to me!"

the other side.

Peggy was about to lose her temper when the damn new apprentice finally sat down in the circle she had drawn.

Of course, the magic circle Sol is sitting on doesn't actually have any purpose, what really works is the mask on his face.

Peggy grimaced, enduring the throbbing pain caused by the friction between her thighs, and walked between the candles.

She took off her large robe, revealing a pajama-like skirt and white calves.

Kicking off the short boots, revealing a pair of equally fair little feet.

The skin was delicate, about the same color as the mask on Thor's face.

"Pay attention to those three corpses, and if you see black smoke coming from that corpse's body, remember to tell me! That evil spirit moved very quickly, and I have to ascertain the location of the other party as soon as possible."

"yes."

"start."

Peggy raised her hands, each hand making different gestures quickly.

At the same time, she began to chant the spell silently.

All the candles on the ground burst into flames.

The magic circle runes above the head, on the walls, and on the ground twitched like live insects.

Only the magic circle around Sol remained silent.

Thor dutifully gazed at the three bodies.

The changes in the room are getting bigger and bigger.

The flame of the candle soared by one meter and twisted continuously, as if a living person was being burned. A faint cry of misery reached Sol's ear.

The black lines on the ground kept separating and reorganizing, like a group of stickmen dancing around a bonfire.

Saul felt in a daze that those stick figures seemed to have stood up from the ground, dancing their flat bodies, cheering for a leap in the quality of life.

"Tell me quickly! Where is the evil spirit?"

A sharp female voice sounded, interrupting Sol's observation.

Saul looked away, staring at Paige motionlessly.

"Senior sister, on your body!" He said coldly.

Peggy paused and turned around abruptly, her face covered in black silk, like a demon.

"Look again!"

In Saul's eyes, those black threads were pulled away from Peggy's skin, quickly forming a twisted and hideous grimace.

The empty eye sockets of the grimace were as big as the split mouth. After gathering in the air, it immediately rushed towards Sol's position.

It opened its mouth wide, and black silky saliva flowed from the corner of its mouth.

boom!

Thor's body fell back suddenly, as if something had rushed into his body, and a dizzy, cold touch came from the mask.

But before he regained consciousness, the touch was like touching a red-hot iron pot, and he shrank back suddenly.

He resisted the pain and soreness of his eyes, opened them with tears in his eyes and looked over, and saw the black evil spirit crawling back into Peggy's body with a painful expression on his face.

"Ah—" Peggy screamed in horror, "how could this be!?"

The face of the black evil spirit was fiercely imprinted on Peggy's face, and then Peggy's voice became hoarse and unpleasant.

"Evil!!! It's disgusting!! It's disgusting!!!" Peggy's body twitched, her mouth opened wide, and she spat out thick black water.

"How can there be such disgusting filth! You woman, you lied to me, that's not the purest virgin at all! It's a disgusting man!!!"

"Go away, you wretched evil spirit!" Peggy was also desperately trying to break free from the evil spirit's shackles.

Two souls fought in Peggy's body.

In the corner, Thor pulled off the mask from his face, panting heavily.

It wasn't that he wanted to prove that he was a pure virgin, but that the mask had become so foul-smelling after being possessed by the evil spirit for a short time, that even a person like Saul, who was already immune to the smell of the morgue, couldn't bear it.

Every second he wears it, he feels so disgusted that he wants to die!

In the chaos, the hardcover book ran out.

[Suo lunar calendar 314 years, July 11, sunny

What an amazing reaction.

A piece of fresh girl's skin, a bit of filth from an elemental fairy, and a wisp of a cursed spirit with a cleanliness obsession turned out to be a necromancer's intimidating mask!

vomit!

But you have to find a way to get rid of the smell on it first. 】

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