Diary of a Dead Wizard

Thor stood up suddenly, and the chair behind him fell to the ground with a clang.

Angela, who was already absent-minded, was startled. A pair of big, moist and clear eyes appeared above the page of the book, flashing like a frightened deer.

She is fifteen years old and has begun to look like a girl. Among the wizard apprentices, her appearance is very conspicuous.

It's a pity that beauty is not valuable in the wizarding world, and weakness will only become a reason for others to attack you.

Seeing Sol walking around the experimental table and walking toward her step by step, Angela's eyes gradually changed from confusion to alertness.

She stood up and already picked up a short black wand in her hand, "Thor, what can you do?"

Sol's face was gloomy, staring at Angela's exposed white neck and saying nothing.

Angela became more and more nervous, and Sol's expression was completely different from before, as if he was a different person.

She quickly lowered her head and looked at her left hand. Her expression suddenly changed, and she backed away in panic, and the chair behind her was knocked aside.

Ankita raised the short wand and held it tightly with both hands. The tip of the wand could not help but tremble. "Thor, I think there is something wrong with your current state. Are you still conscious? I will notify you now...ah!"

In the middle of Angela's words, Sol suddenly pounced on her.

She no longer hesitated, and immediately activated the short wand, and a black light shot from one end of the short wand to Thor's face. The black light turned into an octopus in mid-air, opened suddenly, and blocked Thor's escape route from eight angles.

But Thor didn't want to hide at all. He waved his hand and a translucent worm flew out and hit the black eight claws.

It was obviously an illusory insect body, but it directly knocked the black eight claws aside.

The black eight claws began to appear holes one after another in the air, really like young leaves that had been eaten by insects.

As soon as Angela saw that her witchcraft was easily broken, she knew that what Sol had just used was level 1 witchcraft, but how could level 1 witchcraft be activated so quickly?

Her eyes widened, knowing that her witchcraft props were no match for level 1 witchcraft, and the level 1 witchcraft she mastered was also auxiliary and had no other powerful means.

Angela turned around quickly and was about to grab a crystal ball beside her.

However, as soon as Angela took a step, her left foot was grabbed by a transparent hand. The transparent hand pulled back hard, and her whole body fell to the ground with a bang.

"Hand of the mage? Continuous casting of spells! Doesn't he need to calm down his mental body?" Angela turned over without caring about the pain on her body.

A sharp arrow appeared in front of Angela's forehead and shot out instantly.

At this time, Thor had already rushed forward.

Looking at Thor leaping into the air, Angela felt happy. The opponent was unable to avoid him at this time, and the level 1 witchcraft had been used. Now she had a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Unexpectedly, the next second, a thick black tentacle like a python suddenly stretched out from the back of Thor's neck, and wrapped up the sharp arrow.

Sol then fell on Angela and pushed her to the ground. His white-bone palm pressed Angela's face without any mercy. With his other hand, he took the sharp arrow handed over by Xiao Zao and aimed at Angela fiercely. Ra's eyes stabbed.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." The black arrow tip quickly enlarged in front of her eyes. Angela's eyes widened in horror. She couldn't cry out and could only whimper.

However, at the last moment, the sharp arrow hovered in front of Angela's pupils by a hair's breadth.

Thor threw away the arrow in his hand.

Because he used too much force just now, the arrow had broken into several parts and fell to the ground with a crash.

Sol stood up slowly and let go of Angela with his palm, leaving shocking bone marks on the girl's pretty face.

His eyes slid over Angela's left hand. It was dark just now, but it quickly returned to normal after Sol let go.

If Saul hadn't paid special attention to Angela's hands, he might not have noticed this change.

"Angela."

"Huh?" Angela stood up tremblingly, but she didn't dare not agree.

"I don't know why I'm so hungry suddenly. Have you brought anything to eat?"

"I, I didn't..."

"Forget it." Saul returned to the experimental table and took away the two books he had brought, as if the murderous intention just now was just Angela's illusion.

Before closing the door, Sol glanced back at Angela, whose shoulders trembled obviously.

The door closed with a bang.

Angela sat up quickly, her face filled with grief and indignation. She hurriedly found a short knife from the experimental table, raised the knife high with her right hand, and was about to stab her left arm.

But her left hand suddenly turned black and enlarged. She flashed left and right, and transformed into the black tentacle she just had. It avoided Angela's attack and quickly wrapped around her right hand.

The tentacles contracted hard, and the muscles and bones of Angela's right hand groaned under the load.

She could no longer hold the dagger, and her fingers were twisted. The short knife fell to the ground with a clang.

The vigorous resistance was easily resolved, and Angela fell to her knees dejectedly.

After a while, she burst into tears and laughed at the same time.

"How dare you influence him! Do you think he is an ordinary apprentice? You don't need me to kill you, someone will deal with you. Hahahaha..."

The left hand let go of Angela's right hand and returned to its normal arm shape.

Angela leaned back, looked at the ceiling of the laboratory, and suddenly murmured, "Your scapegoat has been caught. If he shows up again, they won't be fooled again."

At this time, the door to the laboratory was suddenly pushed open again, and half of Sol's face was revealed.

When Angela saw that face, she was so frightened that she immediately crawled back on her hands and knees, but she quickly realized something was wrong and suddenly reacted, grabbing the short wand fragments on the ground and throwing them against the door.

"Go away! If you look again, I'll tear your face off!"

The half of Sol's face suddenly blurred like a water-soaked painting, the lines quickly blurred, and finally faded into a white mask, and he retreated into the door angrily.

……

Sol held two books and hurried to the east tower.

Just after reading the story of the Nightmare Butterfly, Thor suddenly felt the same intense hunger as in his dream.

At first he thought it was the book he read that awakened the influence he had suffered in the nightmare.

But then he realized something was wrong.

If this book really had such a powerful influence, it would not be placed on the fourteenth floor bookshelf, but should be hidden in the deepest part of the library.

Thor, who was so mentally powerful, was so obviously affected.

If other apprentices read the book, wouldn’t they go crazy in a matter of minutes?

Thor resisted the maddening power while searching for the source of the anomaly in a semi-immersive way.

Soon, he saw a thin black line connecting his and Angela's left hands.

Angela dared to take action against him?

Sol sneered in his heart, and immediately followed his madness, pretending to be affected and wanted to eat Angela.

When he and Angela were fighting, the thin black line was still exerting fear, confusion and other effects on Thor.

However, Thor, who survived the initial madness and whose mental body was running wildly, was never affected again.

Angela retreated continuously, and the thin black line shrank back.

As long as Thor stabs the sharp arrow in his hand, Angela will be dead.

But just when he was hesitating whether to kill him, the diary suddenly came out to stop him.

[October 316th, Year 5 of the New Moon Calendar

The invitation sent by evil thoughts to you,

You gladly agreed to dance with me,

Just be careful not to damage its new body,

Otherwise, it will have to find another one nearby.

But the poor evil thoughts don’t know,

There is a baby waiting to be fed in the new body.

When babies eat innocent evil thoughts,

He will grow up to be a bad boy,

you guess,

Waiting for you to become the new host of the Devil's Nightmare Butterfly,

How long can sanity last?

In the end, will you become Gorza's new collection, or Rum's trump card? 】

Angela can’t be killed!

As soon as the diary appeared, Saul's anger immediately subsided.

Angela is indeed not as simple as schizophrenia.

I'm afraid evil thoughts are the culprit.

The baby in Thor's body is naturally the cocoon of the nightmare butterfly. If the cocoon turns into a butterfly, even the official wizard will go crazy. Thor must not let the cocoon swallow up his evil thoughts.

He let Angela go for the time being, but the matter would not end so easily.

Thor quickly arrived at the second floor of the east tower, outside the second corpse room.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

It was quiet inside the door.

The reminder in the diary also indicates that the nightmare butterflies are about to hatch.

Maybe with a little more energy, the cocoon will grow into a butterfly.

The Death Wizard's Diary only reminds valuable things. The cocoon of the Nightmare Butterfly that can enter its eyes is extraordinary. If it really turns into a butterfly, Thor doesn't know if he can suppress it with his own will. it.

"Senior Hayden, are you in there?" No one answered in the corpse room, and Saul knocked again.

The door was locked, maybe Hayden hadn't come over yet.

Hayden usually doesn't go to public classes or the laboratory. If he's not here, he might just stay in the dormitory.

When Sol was thinking about whether to go to the other party's dormitory to block people, the sound of unlocking the door suddenly sounded.

The scarlet door was opened a small crack, and half of Hayden's eye was exposed.

Sol smiled broadly, "Senior Hayden, I would like to ask you to help with a small operation."

Hayden's eyes turned to the name tag on Sol's chest, and he immediately opened the door and stuck his head out, "What does Senior Sol need from me?"

It was a bit awkward to call a kid who entered the tower later than him "senior", but Hayden, who was nearly thirty years old and still a first-level apprentice, had long been used to this.

Wizards are respected for their strength.

"I want to ask you to remove something from my left eye. Among the people I know, you are the best at this kind of surgery."

Hayden's expression changed, and he shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, no, I can't! Thor, I have always taken things from dead people. I have never touched a living person."

"It doesn't matter, I promise that I will remain motionless like a dead person." Saul said sincerely.

happy New Year!