Diary of the Death Wizard

Facing the strong and powerful Billy, Angela had no room to bargain at all.

She originally wanted to verbally agree first, and wait for Billy to leave before destroying the body, so that at least there would be no excuses in the hands of the other party, and there would be some room for maneuver.

But at the moment she promised, Billy suddenly stepped forward, so fast that Saul, who was hanging in the sky, didn't even react, and Angela only saw a phantom, and then she felt a pain in her lower abdomen , something pierced it from the navel.

But when she subconsciously lowered her head and stretched out her hand to hold her belly, she didn't find any sharp objects.

"What did you do to me?" the girl almost screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Don't be nervous," Billy still didn't have any thoughts of pity, "it's just planted a poison in your body."

He backed away slowly, "If you want to play any tricks in future cooperation... let me turn you into a flower."

Billy nodded to Angela, "Push off the work in the laboratory within three days, and then come to 1701 to find me."

After speaking, Billy turned and left the laboratory without giving Angela a chance to speak.

After Billy left, Angela was trembling all over. She bit her lip tightly and did not relax after bleeding.

Sol silently dropped a few tentacles from the ceiling, and slowly approached Angela's little face.

"It's all your fault." Angela's face was gloomy and ugly.

Sol was taken aback, and the tentacles stopped approaching.

"If I die, you don't even want to live!" Angela continued.

Her left hand suddenly raised and slapped her hard.

Then Angela's expression changed, and the girl who was full of resentment and astonishment just now raised the corners of her mouth for a moment, showing a creepy smile.

"Don't forget, I am the one who can pray, and you are the one who is poisoned."

Angela's expression changed again, and there was a little panic in her anger, "Aren't you afraid that I will report on Mentor Katz directly and let him throw you out?"

Afterwards, she smiled triumphantly, "Poor little girl, you and I have been fused together for so long, don't you think you can easily get rid of me?"

She still controlled Angela's body, walked to the glass cabinet door, swung her head left and right, admiring the beauty of this body.

Then she raised her hand suddenly and grabbed the fat on her chest.

"Hmm...Although I can't remember whether I was a man or a woman before I was alive, I am still very satisfied with this body. I will do what I can, and continue to share it with you."

Angela's cheeks flushed instantly, but her expression was still enjoying.

Sol could see clearly from the sidelines that the resentful spirit hidden on Angela's body was clearly about to threaten Angela's status as the main soul.

If this continues, their priorities will be completely reversed, and they will not be "shared" as the evil spirit said.

But although Sol wanted to understand, he had no intention of intervening. He was only interested in the smell of the wraith, but he also disliked the trouble of "skinning".

After an unknown amount of time, Angela seemed to finally regain control of her body. She let go of her hand immediately, pain flashed across her face.

But this pain soon turned into resentment, she looked at the two boys lying on the cart, and walked over with a gloomy expression.

Now that she has no way to escape, she doesn't want to give others a way out.

She took out a golden knife in her hand and stabbed the younger boy's chest without hesitation.

"Pfft!"

The severe pain finally woke up the boy who had been in a coma for a long time screaming.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful young lady with a distorted expression in front of him.

"Wow—brother!"

David, who is only nine years old, has no ability to resist at all. His only hope is his brother George, who works with him to clean the corridor.

George was also awakened by his brother's wailing, but even if he opened his eyes, he could only helplessly watch his brother's heart being taken out.

"David..." George's eyes blushed instantly, he struggled to remember, but he couldn't move, and even his voice sounded like he was breathing weakly.

"Don't worry." Angela said coldly, "It's your turn next."

She dragged David, who was struggling less and less, onto a round bright red carpet.

Afterwards, Angela squatted down, and the golden knife reached out to David's head.

Because George was lying on his back on the stroller, he couldn't see what Angela did to David.

But he can hear.

"Woooooo..." George could only cry.

Because he heard the sound of sharp instruments cutting flesh. This sound was heard in the kitchen when he divided the beef with a knife.

Because he heard the sound of the blade scraping the bone. It was a sound he had heard when feeding wild animals.

But he never thought that he would hear these voices on his younger brother.

After finishing trimming the sacrifice, Angela also felt sweat on her forehead. She stood up with a vented smile on her face, and then took out a few magic crystals from her bosom and embedded them around the increasingly bright red carpet.

In the next second, black lines appeared on the carpet as if someone was drawing with a pen. These lines first appeared from the position where the magic crystal was inserted, continued to extend, twisted and reconstructed, and finally the lines intersected and the runes echoed, forming a complete witchcraft circle.

Sol, who had been watching everything indifferently, suddenly began to backtrack when he noticed the magic circle on the carpet.

He has seen this magic circle, or a simplified version of this magic circle.

Consciousness began to think, rationality began to return to the cage, Sol fell from the ceiling, and the octopus tentacles with teeth and claws stayed obediently beside him.

"If you change the boost rune and the condensation rune in this magic circle... isn't that exactly the magic circle I got in Mofan Town?"

Saul walked over slowly, watching the milky white spiritual body slowly precipitate from the boy with a blooming brain.

Xu is too young, even with the addition of the magic circle, he has not formed a complete spiritual body.

Sol saw that the little boy's head was complete, but his body was like a mosaic, blurry and unclear.

Angela frowned, the appearance of the boy's spirit obviously did not meet her requirements.

She kicked the corpse out of the circle, walked to the side of the cart angrily, and dragged George lying on it out.

George's face was full of tears at this time, and when he was dragged off the cart by Angela, he even felt a sense of relief.

The death of his younger brother made him painful, but what was even more painful was that he didn't know when it would be his turn.

Waiting for death is the hardest thing to bear.

Because Angela was holding George's feet, when he fell, the back of his head hit the ground directly.

George, who was originally in a trance and almost collapsed, passed out in an instant.

Angela ignored the life and death of the sacrifice, she dragged George to the blood-red carpet, leaving a line of bright red blood all the way.

"George?" Sol finally recognized the boy as his only friend, or friend in distress, when he was a servant.

He hadn't seen George for a long time because he was often huddled in the mortuary and storerooms, and rarely set foot in the public areas where the servants could pass.

Memories of the past surface.

The panic of just passing through, the anger of being bullied, the helplessness of encountering blood in the corridor, the surprise of appearing in the diary, the fear of Kongsha's appearance, the joy of becoming an apprentice, the despair of being besieged by monsters, the joy of killing the enemy...

Thor stood on the ground, the octopus tentacles contracted and melted into the body, human limbs reappeared.

After following reason, emotion begins to return.

Saul: Not crazy for now, thanks.