Diary of a Dead Wizard

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

teeth? It seemed like he was clenching his lower teeth, or maybe he was just biting the air.

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

Thor didn't like this feeling of losing control - although it was very satisfying.

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

"I have to wake up." Thor thought drowsily.

He began to meditate.

A picture of a human and monster walking appeared in his mind.

Points, lines, pictures, surfaces... unfold them all bit by bit.

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

Then fear sets in.

When he opened his eyes, Thor found a shadow crawling on him!

The phantom's hands and feet were clinging to Thor, its feet were on Thor's knees, one hand was pressing Thor's shoulders, and the other was grasping in the air.

His head was also a shadow, and his facial features could not be seen, but his face kept shaking left and right, as if he was looking for something.

It was strange that he was clearly on Sol's body, but it was as if he couldn't see Sol.

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

Vaguely, Thor seemed to hear the roar from his memories.

That was West Germany's voice.

Suddenly, the shadow's head seemed to have discovered something, and turned sharply, aiming at Thor's face.

The shadows were blown away by the wind like gravel, gradually revealing the ferocious face of West Germany below.

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

"I found you."

Seeing the ferocious and twisted face approaching, Thor still couldn't control his body.

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

Sid, who was getting closer and closer, revealed a ferocious smile little by little. He was obviously a spirit, but he seemed to be breathing out the cold death breath from hell.

The cold breath on his face made him blink, but Thor was not as scared as he thought.

He killed West Germany.

He can kill West Germany's wraith again!

The heads of one person and one resentful spirit are almost touching one place...

Thor's forehead began to tingle, and he was about to use his mental and physical shock to attack the undead.

However, in an instant, an arc of indistinguishable color suddenly rose from Thor's body, and immediately turned into a giant net, completely covering West Germany's resentful spirit.

As soon as the electric grid touched West Germany's spirit body, West Germany's face immediately distorted. He opened his mouth wide, revealing a dark and empty mouth behind his teeth.

Sid was wailing.

But the cry did not reach Thor's ears.

Sid leaned back and tried to stay away.

But his hands and feet seemed to be firmly stuck to Sol, and he couldn't leave.

Under the stimulation of the power grid, West Germany's spiritual body became more and more illusory, fluctuating and about to disappear at any time.

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

In the flash of lightning, another silver-white electric grid was activated from Sol's body, directly covering West Germany's face, completely intercepting West Germany's attack.

The power grid contracted, and streams of green smoke began to emit from West Germany's already illusory spirit.

The silvery-white electric grid sank into West Germany's spirit body little by little, like squeezing a balloon that was reaching its limit.

at last……

"boom!"

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

Thor automatically imagined the sound of the explosion, and at the same time he felt relaxed again.

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

The white shadow got into Thor's left hand.

The black shadow was running away, but was pulled towards Thor's left shoulder by an extremely strong force.

If Thor could move, he would probably turn around immediately to follow the black shadow.

What's on his left shoulder?

Journal?

The next moment, Thor felt an extremely strong feeling of falling, and his whole body fell heavily back to his body.

Not painful, but a little weak.

Nick's cold voice came, "Okay, the resentful spirit in you has dissipated."

Thor raised his head weakly and saw Nick putting the control panel on the table.

Seeing Sol's consciousness return, Nick lowered his head slightly and asked, "How was it? It was solved quickly, right?"

Thor said weakly: "How long has it been?"

Nick looked up at the hourglass clock, "One minute and forty-five seconds."

The iron ring on Thor's body had retracted at some point, and he stood up with his hands on the handrail.

But after he stood up, he was about to move forward, but found that the center of gravity of his upper body had moved forward, and his lower body had not kept up.

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

"Are you okay?" Nick's less enthusiastic voice came from the other side, "I forgot that you are young and have a greater reaction to these stimuli."

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

Why did he think Nick was laughing at him?

But what caught Nick's eye was an indifferent expression, without the slightest hint of ridicule.

Thor simply sat on the ground first, waiting for his legs to regain some feeling, and then slowly stood up.

"Anyway, today's experiment is over. You can go back and take a rest." Nick tidied up the laboratory silently, without any intention of coming over to help.

"Okay, senior."

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

"Then when will I come over tomorrow?"

"It doesn't have to be so frequent. You can just come here every three days." Nick stopped what he was doing and glanced at Thor's trembling legs. "After all, the experimental subjects also need to rest."

Sol: "..."

Senior Nick is definitely laughing at him!

In the end, Thor left the laboratory holding on to the wall.

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

The smile was almost gone.

Then there was 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 accompanied these sounds and never stopped.

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

The sound in the room continued.

The exaggerated laughter began to be mixed with pain.

The dissatisfaction in Sol's heart was immediately replaced by inexplicable fear.

He pursed his lips tightly, glanced at the closed laboratory door again, and left quickly.

The laughter was finally left behind him.

In order not to let others see anything strange, Thor raised his chest and raised his head before entering the ramp, pretending to be alright.

The descent is difficult, especially if your legs are weak.

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

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

A lot had happened this morning, and the information he was receiving was overwhelming his brain.

Instructor Anze who is afraid of trouble;

the increasingly influential mutual aid societies;

The tower owner who passed by;

A new level 2 wizard;

Rum Mentor’s Olive Branch;

The secret revealed by senior Nick;

And the final battle with West Germany...

Thor sat up again.

He looked over his left shoulder, his diary floating quietly, calmly watching the show.

But before West Germany's resentful spirit disappeared, a black shadow was clearly dragged near Thor's left shoulder.

If anything could influence wraiths, it would be the Death Wizard's Diary.

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

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

Thor could only study another white shadow that penetrated his left hand.

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

It's more of an auxiliary, and has some defensive power, but it doesn't provide much bonus in attack.

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

Today is the first time something abnormal happened.

This made Thor a little nervous, fearing that one day he would wake up and find that his left hand had mutated uncontrollably.

But even though he was already vaguely worried about his left hand, Sol didn't expect that when he looked at his left hand, the diary would actually come out.

[July 314, year 8 of the new lunar calendar, sunny

The garbage you made accidentally absorbed a soul fragment.

Only then did you realize that the left hand you created at random was actually a new spirit ester material.

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

But what can you do with soul fragments?

Play cards with it? 】