Diary of the Death Wizard

Lucy looked up in astonishment. She couldn't believe that there was a second-level wizard who could survive from her great-grandfather's prayer technique, Thunder of Penalty.

At this moment Luke's head felt like a piece of molten syrup.

Except for a pair of eyes that could barely make out the human appearance, other parts of the head were burned by lightning, and the face was black. Some unknown substances melted and rolled down along the cheeks.

Luke's head could no longer see, but he still pressed the deformed mouth on his face to his throat.

"Your Majesty the Speaker's Punishment Thunder is really powerful. If I hadn't studied the witchcraft skills of all the Star Gate members several times, I might have been killed by you right now."

Lucy also saw that Luke was indeed the candidate recommended by the Star Gate Speaker to compete with the Glow Family and Thor. At least he was not weak in strength.

She also knew that she had violated her position by taking action in anger. If she didn't want to tell Luke the answer at this time, she could just drink him off or leave on her own initiative. But Lucy realized that Luke did not die to punish Thunder. After that, the anger in my heart only increased.

She wants to kill Luke even more now!

Luke glanced and saw golden thunder starting to flash in Lucy's palm again.

He was a little surprised and didn't understand why Lucy took action, but he was not afraid of Lucy, even if the other party had a nominal great-grandfather.

Luke quickly crouched down and dug his hands into the soil.

Lucy immediately felt the floor beneath her feet begin to shake, and she immediately jumped up into the air. However, even though she had jumped into the air, seven or eight highly rotten arms suddenly stretched out from the floor beneath her feet.

There is also some brown-black fur on the outside of these arms, and it is unknown what race they are from.

Lucy had already jumped nearly a meter, but she was still grabbed by the ankle by the rotten arm that suddenly stretched out.

Thunder and lightning were conducted along Lucy's ankles and onto those arms.

But the rotten arm didn't know the pain. Although it was electrocuted so much that even the bristles on its skin were curled and carbonized, its movement and strength were not affected at all.

Thunder and lightning cannot electrocute a dead person again.

Lucy failed in one move and was pulled back to the ground by her arm.

She immediately reacted and cast the metallic witchcraft Rain of Knives instead.

But Luke changed his moves again, and before the slender blade fell, those rotten arms suddenly softened, like mud.

The tip of the knife pierced the arm, and although the arm was cut off immediately, the arm quickly merged into one after the blade passed by.

Just when Lucy was about to perform the next witchcraft, Luke smiled slightly, kicked his feet, and his whole body appeared in front of Lucy like a spring. Then, before she could escape, he suddenly opened his arms. He hugged the eldest lady with his arms.

Lucy wanted to escape, but found that the waves of death coming from the other party made her mental body start to tremble greatly.

The magic power Lucy was about to gather collapsed in an instant.

"Luke!" Lucy was a little panicked.

Lucy didn't feel embarrassed when the other party suddenly held her like this, but actually experienced the threat of death.

"Miss, just tell me the answer, otherwise I will have ten thousand ways to make your life worse than death."

Lucy bit her lip as a large amount of death energy entered her body, which actually gave her a sluggish feeling as if her bones were beginning to rust.

"If you dare to touch me, my great-grandfather will have a million ways to make your life worse than death."

Luke was not afraid at all. He even put away one hand and shook his finger in front of Lucy.

"Learn from me and threaten me, but there is no deterrence at all!"

He stretched his head to Lucy's ear and said, "Your great-grandfather will not care about you. As long as I get the answer, I will kill you again. When you wake up again, you will soon forget why you died. Just like you before Same."

Lucy was stunned.

But her first reaction was that Luke was lying.

She is not afraid of death.

There is a fourth-level great-grandfather here, and the Tribunal's resurrection restrictions cannot control her!

But why did Luke say that she would forget the cause of her death?

A large amount of death energy poured in, leaving Lucy no time to think. She knew that if she continued like this, even if she could escape, she would have to spend a lot of energy to eliminate the death energy from her body.

Lucy suddenly raised her hand, revealing her fair, slender and seemingly fragile neck, "Kismet! Help me kill him!"

This time it was Luke's turn to be surprised.

Although he was surprised, he did not lose his guard.

He did not retreat but advanced, holding Lucy in his arms and ran directly into the old manor.

Then, there was a sound of laughter wrapped in piano music behind Luke.

Luke's magic flowed, and several rotten arms with brown and black body hair grew again on the floor behind him.

However, as soon as these arms came out, they were cut into several sections by invisible sharp blades.

As the caster, Luke immediately sensed all this. He did not turn his head, but threw Lucy behind him.

Kismet's figure appeared from mid-air, and with a smile on his face, he hugged Lucy who was flying into the air, and then he sang softly.

The not-so-beautiful voice immediately shattered the black stains growing on Lucy's body.

Then he threw the person behind him and continued to chase him.

Lucy landed on her butt, feeling a slight pain. She looked at the two figures chasing and escaping bitterly, and finally had no choice but to get up on her own.

In the wizarding world, if you don't have strength, don't blame others for not taking you seriously.

Now that Keith Metken is helping her, Lucy is already very grateful to him.

Of course, I could only roll my eyes at Kismet's sometimes reckless behavior.

But just when Lucy was thinking about catching up and helping Kismet deal with Luke, a huge riot came from beneath her feet.

Lucy originally wanted to fly up immediately to avoid falling, but as soon as she was halfway through the flight, she was hit hard by a huge impact from behind.

This time she obviously didn't fly high and fast, but the impact was extremely strong.

When she hit the ground, she felt like her whole body was about to fall apart, and her muscles and bones groaned in pain at the same time.

"Well!"

Before Lucy could get up, another huge commotion came from inside the room. Lucy was once again blown away by an invisible explosion. She swung backwards, directly smashed through the door, and rolled to the bottom of the stairs.

"What happened?" Lucy's hair was messy, her face was bloodshot, and she raised her head in horror.

The next second, she saw Kismet and Luke, both of whom also had solemn faces, rushing out at extremely fast speeds, one behind the other.

Kismet ran out of the door frame first, but when Luke was about to come out, he suddenly turned around and reached out to quickly play the silver harp.

The sharp sound of the piano instantly turned into several invisible sharp blades, blocking Luke's escape path from all angles.

Luke's mind was spinning quickly and he didn't resist. He turned around, raised his elbow and hit the wall next to the door. He actually wanted to break through the wall directly to avoid Kismet's sound attack.

However, during this turn, he was a moment slower than Kismet and failed to run out of the old manor.

Just as Kismet released the sonic attack, his pupils suddenly tightened. He no longer cared about the sneak attack and retreated continuously, even behind Lucy.

Lucy on the side was stunned.

In the eyes of the two of them, the dilapidated manor that had been standing on the plain just now turned and twisted around the middle point in the blink of an eye.

It's like a piece of delicate silk. When someone grabs the center point and twists it suddenly, the whole silk twitches and spins.

And Luke, who was about to break through the wall, just leaned out half of his body, and the entire manor rotated and deformed.

The picture is twisted and drawn into a long and thin curve.

A living second-level wizard turned into a ball of paint with an unclear appearance.

Can't even utter a cry!