Diary of the Death Wizard

Sol was in a trance, he always felt as if he was flying.

teeth? It looks like he's clenching his lower teeth, or maybe he's just biting the air.

hand? It seems to be holding the handrail, or it may be waving its teeth and claws in the air, or doing a seaweed dance.

Sol didn't like the feeling of being out of control--though it was cool.

It reminded him of the day he finished his transformation, the world turned into a soap bubble, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"I have to wake up." Thor thought in a daze.

He begins to meditate.

The figure of the monster walking appeared in his mind.

Points, lines, graphs, planes... all unfolded little by little.

With the appearance of the lowest monster, reason returns and thinking becomes clear.

Then fear sets in.

Opening his eyes, Sol found a phantom crawling on his body!

The phantom clings to Sol's hands and feet, steps on Sol's knees with both feet, presses Sol's shoulder with one hand, and grabs in the air with the other.

His head is also a phantom, and his facial features cannot be seen, but his face has been shaking from side to side, as if looking for something.

It's strange, he is clearly on Sol, but it seems like he can't see Sol.

His hand was waving in the air, but he could only pass feebly through Sol's body and the chair behind him, unable to touch the substance.

Vaguely, Sol seemed to hear the roar from memory.

It was Sid's voice.

Suddenly, the phantom's head seemed to have discovered something, turned sharply, and aimed at Sol's face.

The shadows were blown away like gravel by the wind, gradually revealing Sid's ferocious face below.

His eyes were slowly focusing, and the next second, he opened his mouth.

"Found you."

Seeing the hideous and distorted face approaching, Sol still couldn't control his body.

He could only try his best to maintain his composure, and raised his eyes to meet those eyes whose pupils were so small that they were almost invisible.

Sid, who was getting closer and closer, tore a ferocious smile little by little. It was clearly a spirit body, but it seemed to spit out the cold death breath from hell.

Blinking his eyes from the cold breath on his face, Thor was not as scared as he thought.

He killed Sid.

He could kill Sid's wraith again!

The heads of one person and one resentful spirit almost stick to one place...

Sol's forehead began to tingle, and he was about to use his mental shock and also use the strike against undead.

However, in an instant, an indistinguishable color arc suddenly rose from Sol's body, and immediately turned into a giant net, enveloping Sid's wraith in its entirety.

As soon as the electric grid touched Sid's spirit body, Sid's face contorted immediately, and he opened his mouth wide, revealing a black and empty mouth behind his teeth.

Sid was wailing.

But the wailing did not reach Thor's ears.

Sid leaned back, trying to stay away.

But his hands and feet seemed to be firmly glued to Sol's body, and he couldn't leave no matter what.

Stimulated by the power grid, Sid's spiritual body became more and more illusory, pulsating and about to disappear at any time.

At the last moment, he simply gave up escaping, and rushed towards Sol again, with a mouth that almost split to the back of his head, and the dark mouth was so huge that it could swallow Thor's entire face...

Between the lightning and the flint, another silver-white electric grid was activated from Saul's body, covering Sid's face directly, completely intercepting Sid's attack.

The power grid shrank, and puffs of smoke began to emit from Sid's already illusory spirit.

The silver-white power grid sinks into Sid's spiritual body little by little, like squeezing a balloon that is about to reach its limit.

finally……

"boom!"

Sid's wraith couldn't bear the pressure and exploded completely.

Sol automatically made up the sound of the explosion, and at the same time felt a burst of relief all over his body.

And at the moment when Sid's wraith exploded, he vaguely saw a white shadow and a black shadow running out of Sid's exploded spirit body.

Shiro got into Thor's left hand.

The black shadow was fleeing outwards, but was pulled towards Sol's left shoulder by an extremely strong pulling force.

If Thor could move, he might turn his head immediately to follow the shadow.

What's on his left shoulder?

journal?

The next moment, Sol felt a very strong sense of falling, and the whole person fell heavily back to his body.

Not painful, but a little weak.

Nick's indifferent voice came, "Okay, the grievances on your body have dissipated."

Saul raised his head weakly and saw Nick put the control panel on the table.

Seeing Saul's consciousness return, Nick lowered his head slightly and asked, "How about it, will it be resolved soon?"

Saul said weakly, "How long has it been?"

Nick looked up at the hourglass clock. "Forty-five seconds a minute."

The fixed iron ring on Sol's body retracted at some point, and he stood up with his hands supporting the armrest.

But standing was standing up. Just as he was about to move forward, he found that his upper body center of gravity moved forward, and his lower body did not keep up.

His legs were weak, and he staggered forward and fell to the ground.

"Are you alright?" Nick's unenthusiastic voice came from the opposite side, "I forgot that you are young and have a greater reaction to these stimuli."

Thor propped himself up on his hands and raised his head.

How did he feel that Nick was laughing at him?

But Nick, who caught the eye, looked indifferent, without the slightest mocking expression.

Saul simply sat on the ground first, and waited for his legs to regain some feeling before slowly standing up with support.

"Anyway, today's experiment is over, you can go back and have a rest." Nick silently tidied up the laboratory, not intending to come over to help.

"Okay, senior."

Sol stood on the ground, feeling soft under his feet, like stepping on cotton.

"Then when shall I come over tomorrow?"

"It doesn't need to be so frequent, you can come here every three days." Nick stopped his hands and glanced at Sol's trembling legs. "After all, the experimental subjects also need to rest."

Sol: "..."

Senior Nick is definitely laughing at him!

In the end, Saul left the laboratory leaning on the wall.

As soon as the door behind him closed, he vaguely heard a burst of exaggerated laughter.

Xiaoxiao is about to smoke.

Then the sound of something hitting the table;

Then there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground;

Then there was the sound of fists hitting the ground...

And laughter has always been with these voices, never stopped.

"As for laughing like this? You still say that you are good at emotions!" Sol cursed in his heart, "Is that how you manage your emotions?"

The voices in the room continued.

In that exaggerated laughter, pain began to be faintly mixed.

The resentment in Sol's heart was immediately replaced by inexplicable fear that emerged.

He pursed his lips tightly, glanced at the closed laboratory door, and left in a hurry.

The laughter was finally behind him.

In order not to let other people see the difference, Saul raised his chest and raised his head before entering the ramp, pretending to be nothing.

It's tough going downhill, especially if your legs are weak.

Sol finally insisted on going back to the dormitory. He couldn't even touch the bed, so he fell down and lay on the ground.

He really had no strength left, so he simply relaxed his legs, turned over and lay flat, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

A lot of things happened this morning, and the information he received would explode his brain.

An Ze mentor who is afraid of trouble;

Mutual aid associations with growing influence;

The tower owner who passed by;

The new secondary female wizard;

The olive branch of Rum Mentor;

The secret revealed by Senior Nick;

And the final firefight with West Germany...

Saul sat up again.

He looked over his left shoulder, the diary floated quietly, watching the play calmly.

But before Sid's wraith disappeared, a black shadow was dragged near Saul's left shoulder.

If anything can affect the Wraith, it must be the Death Wizard's Diary.

"What is that shadow?" Sol tried to ask the diary, but the diary ignored him.

The black shadow was nowhere to be found, and the diary was as cold as ever.

Sol could only study another white shadow that got into his left hand first.

The main component of Thor's modified left hand is plastic bone, which has the ability to enhance magic power and improve the perception of dark attributes.

It is partial to support and has a little defensive power, but it can't provide much bonus on attack.

So in many cases, the left hand does not have a strong sense of presence.

Today is the first time it has an abnormality.

It made Sol a little nervous, afraid that he would wake up one day and find that his left hand had mutated uncontrollably.

But even though he was worried about his left hand, Sol never thought that when he looked at his left hand, the diary would come out.

[Suo lunar calendar 314 years, August 25th, sunny

The crap you made, accidentally absorbed a soul shard.

Only then did you discover that the left hand you made indiscriminately turned out to be a new spirit ester material.

This spirit ester is a bit rubbish, but at least it can preserve the soul fragments for two days.

But what can you do with soul shards?

Play cards with it? 】