Diary of the Death Wizard

"Huh? Your head doesn't hurt anymore?"

After the shadow under the sea escaped, the headache that had been tormenting Sol also disappeared.

But when he shook his head, he still felt that there was water in it.

My left ear is itchy.

Thor tilted his head to the left, then patted his right ear again.

"Wow!"

There was a clear sound of water flowing in the left ear canal, and then he felt something flowing out of his ear.

Sol immediately raised his left hand to take it, and felt a drop of icy and cool stuff fall into his palm.

He looked down and saw that it was a drop of black water.

The drops of water seemed to be very dense, and they immediately gathered like pearls in his palm. Sol shook his palm, and the pearl trembled slightly like jelly.

"Is this the water that got into my head?"

Thor suddenly noticed that it had been a long time since he had been slapped in the face by the waves.

He stood up carefully and walked to the edge of the round platform, only then did he see that the boundless sea calmed down somehow, and even the sound of the waves became much quieter.

"The round platform seems to have risen a few meters... No, it should be that the sea level is dropping. This is good news."

The danger seems to be far away.

"Well, if you look down from this angle, it's a bit like the sea I saw in a coma when I got the golden pages for the first time."

"It's just that it was the golden pages that rescued me from the sea, not the consciousness platform. Why did the diary go on strike today?"

Saul looked up and stretched out his right hand to the diary.

The diary finally responded and fell from the sky.

The moment the diary fell into his palm, Sol suddenly had an idea, "This diary can't be... don't want to get wet?"

In a flash of self-deprecating thought to ease the tension in his heart, Thor looked down at the white pages of the diary. There is already new text above.

[Suo lunar calendar 317 years, October 21, sunny

After the brain flooded,

You get a drop of pure Kuroshio.

Please use with caution.

remember a word,

wizard world,

Pollution comes from the knowledge in the brain, the starry sky above...

And the dark tide inside. 】

Another rare item recognized by the diary!

No, it's not just as simple as cherishing items.

Looking at the description in the diary, this is obviously one of the most terrifying things in this world.

"But where did this black tide come from?" Sol looked at the black tide in his left hand for a while, and looked at the diary in his right hand for a while, thinking about the origin of this rare and dangerous material.

He recalled what he had done during this time, "By the way, it should be the reason why I absorbed the pollution from those villagers and Claude!"

"The extremely overbearing killing rules on those villagers are probably caused by this pollution! I absorbed the pollution in the villagers' bodies according to my past experience, thinking that they would be absorbed by the diary and starry sky in the consciousness space, and would not affect myself. Unexpectedly The pollution entered my body and turned into a black tide, which almost drowned me."

Thor closed his diary, reflecting on his neglect this time.

"I used the method of absorbing pollution to save people, and exchanged information on the land of no man. Now it seems that I am too careless. The pollution here is much more serious than the pollution in the western region, and it is much more powerful. If I rely on the diary again Act recklessly and kill yourself sooner or later."

After summing up the experience, Saul summed up the gains.

"Leaving aside the information, Mengling is a good prop. Of course, the most important thing is this black tide."

"Claude finally remembered that the reason why their village formed such a strong kill rule was because this rule was recognized by the land of no man. But now it seems that it should be recognized by the Kuroshio in essence. Yes. But why is Borderlands equal to the Kuroshio?"

"Agu once told me that when you encounter danger in the land of no man, you must first observe the rules here, and then choose the follow-up action plan. In this way, are the areas with strong rules affected by the black tide? ? Is there a black tide everywhere in the land of no man?"

The diary has said that pollution comes from the dark tide in the heart.

If the Kuroshio is everywhere in the Borderlands, it's no wonder why it's so dangerous here!

It seems that something extraordinary has been discovered.

Sol looked down the platform again, the black tide had receded so far that the distance could not be seen clearly, and more starry sky reappeared in all directions around the round platform.

"It's time to go back." Sol clenched a drop of Kuroshio in his hand, and was about to close his eyes and return to his body, when he suddenly realized something was wrong, "The time in the diary just now was... the 21st? When I came here, it was obviously On the 17th, why are there three days missing in the middle?"

If he was really imprisoned in the conscious world for such a long time, then Marsh was the only one outside, and I don't know how anxious he has become.

Sol collected himself and prepared for the worst, before officially closing his eyes.

Consciousness returns!

...

When Sol slowly opened his eyes, there was a small dark room in front of him, with a row of wooden fences nearby.

There is a cold stone slab under him, and a rough stone wall behind him.

He looked up and looked around, sighed silently, "It's really a bad situation."

Sol was locked in a wooden cage half the height of a man!

"It should be that the trapped consciousness has met other people in the past few days. But it was just caught..." Sol checked his body in a limited space, there were no missing parts, and even the clothes were not touched, " It’s a blessing in misfortune. In the future, I really can’t absorb pollution casually.”

"Are you awake?" A hoarse old woman's voice sounded in the darkness.

A terrifying face suddenly appeared outside the cage, squeezed tightly between the two bars.

Her face was wrinkled as if she had shrunk, and her eyes and ears were surprisingly large. A head of thin, long white hair was tied high behind his head, and there was a lively finger dangling from the end of the hair.

When she spoke, the corners of her mouth almost reached her ears.

"If you don't wake up again, I can only dismantle you to see if there is any usable place."

"Where's my coachman?" Thor couldn't perceive the opponent's strength, but it shouldn't exceed the second level.

"Heh..." When the old woman opened her mouth, a stench came out of her mouth, as if a salted fish had been stuffed in her throat, "Your coachman has been asking about your situation for the past few days. When I woke up, I was also asking about his condition. He is doing well, after watering for a few days, new mushrooms have grown."

Sol's eyes widened, "You planted him?"

"Huh?" The old woman stretched out her fingers with thick bones and rough skin to touch her chin, "Your suggestion is good."

Appears to be alive.

Thor relaxed his shoulders, and carefully rubbed the skin of his left wrist under the cover of his robe.

There is an inconspicuous bulge there, under which is hidden the storage device he purchased from Archaist.

Seeing that the old woman did not take away his storage device, Sol was relieved.

"Who are you? Why did you arrest me and my coachman?"

"I'm not grabbing," the old woman shook her fingers and smiled jokingly, "You are the garbage I picked up when I went out. But some of them can still be used, and some of them can only be disassembled to see if there are any valuable parts. .As for me, you can call me the old witch, and you don’t need to know anything else.”

Sol's eyes moved to both sides, and he found that there were more than a dozen cages next to the cage where he was locked.

Five of the cages contained humans, or non-human beings, and the others were empty.

The other locked-up people sat curled up in a ball, and two of them clearly exuded the strength of a first-order wizard.

It seems that the old woman is a second-order wizard.

Sol took a deep breath and almost choked again, "Your Excellency, Old Witch..."

"There is no need to bring honorific titles. I don't like people who call me honorifics on the surface but scold me in their hearts."

"Okay then, old witch, how can you let me go?" Sol relaxed his shoulders.

The old witch reached into the cage and brushed her fingertips across Sol's chin, "What I pick up is mine, and I will never let it go. I will only dismantle you when you are useless."