Diary of the Death Wizard

On Sol's left hand side was the extremely familiar scarlet door of the mortuary.

And there are two such doors in front of it, which also means that Sol has come to the second floor of the East Tower.

What the hell did Gorza raise in the wizard's tower? Saul only dared to complain in his heart, When I become stronger in the future, I will tie these arms and fingers into knots one by one!

After expressing his inner tension and depression, Sol started to have a headache again.

It's really painful to use mental power as magic power.

He ran in front of the three morgues all the way, and didn't stop until he reached the ramp at the end.

Suddenly he found something abnormal again, braked in time, and stopped at the corner of the corridor and the ramp.

A small human voice came from ahead.

Very hungry, very hungry.

Sol frowned, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart, I won't come again, isn't there a safe place in the East Tower at night?

Very hungry!

Very hungry!

Hungry! Hungry! Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!

The voice suddenly started to get louder, and there were unbearable demands from more and more places.

Hunger cries seemed to be coming from all directions, but no matter whether Sol looked directly at it or observed through half-immersed meditation, he didn't see a single figure.

Finally, from the corner of his eye, Sol saw something white flowing down the wall.

He turned his head to look carefully, and found that it turned out to be wax liquid left from the candlestick.

He had guessed that there was a pipe behind every candle lamp in the Wizard Tower.

A properly functioning candle burns 24 hours a day as the pipes continue to feed the candle's raw materials. Only those candlesticks that are damaged, the pipes behind will dry up.

These pipelines seem to be left unattended, but which candle needs to be replenished and which one does not need to be arranged properly. Over the years, there has never been a problem.

Who would have thought that Sol's soul accidentally ran out of the warehouse today, and he encountered an abnormal situation of wax liquid flowing out of the wall.

And not in one place.

Sol was surprised to find that on all the walls around him, on all the candle bases, unsolidified wax began to gurgle outward.

What's even more frightening is that as the wax liquid covered the walls, the voices expressing hunger became louder and louder, surrounding Thor in 360 degrees.

Hungry! Hungry! Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!

When Sol saw this, he knew that he might encounter an extremely difficult situation again.

He tried to retreat to the second floor of the East Tower, but found that the wax liquid flowing from the candlestick behind him had covered the entire floor and walls.

The wax liquid on the ramp ahead flowed to the ceiling against common sense, and then fell down pattering down, forming a rain curtain, which strictly blocked Sol's way.

Is this wax dangerous? Thor looked at the diary.

The diary has no warning.

Still, Thor was uneasy.

He more or less knew the composition of some wax liquid.

This candle originally had the effect of maintaining the calm of the spirit body, but the wax liquid in front of him was obviously the abnormal one.

Hungry! Hungry! Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!

As more and more wax was added to the walls, floor, and ceiling, the sound in the entire corridor became louder.

Can't be touched by this thing. Sol thought firmly.

But seeing that the rain had started to rain in front of him, and the wax liquid behind him was also accumulating more and more, and was about to surround him, Sol had no choice but to cast his gaze back to the first floor of the East Tower where he had just escaped.

Those 'noodles' shouldn't be able to stay in the outside world for too long. If I go back now, I might be able to avoid these berserk wax liquids through the dark corridor.

The diary didn't stop him, stating that those arms should have receded and the plan worked.

Sol floated up directly, and the longer he was out of the body, he became more and more adapted to the state of being a ghost.

If he hadn't been out of the body for too long, he would really have turned into a ghost. Maybe Sol could take this opportunity to imitate the night wandering god who wandered around the world for a while.

Seeing that the wax liquid behind him also climbed to the ceiling and was about to block the back path, Sol quickly floated up and quickly slipped through the surrounding wax liquid package.

However, just when Sol was about to escape from the siege, the candlesticks on both sides of his side burst open suddenly, and the wax liquid inside sprayed out like a shower, directly dousing Sol, who was too late to guard against, to the ground.

Sol, who was still floating in mid-air like a bird, immediately felt his body as heavy as lead.

He fell to the ground with a slap, and fell firmly into the waxy liquid on the ground.

If a third party saw Sol at this time, he would be stunned.

Because the moment Sol fell into the wax liquid, his spirit body instantly melted and merged into the wax liquid under his body.

Seen from above, a flat figure of Sol can be seen in the wax.

Eat him, eat him, eat him...

The call of hunger immediately turned into a greedy desire, and the white wax liquid engulfed the wandering soul in the middle of the night, and shrank into the pipe of the wall little by little.

Everything has almost returned to its original appearance, clean, dark, tidy, and silent.

Except on the wall near the dark corridor, the lamp holders of two candle lamps were somehow damaged and fell to the ground, rolling lonely.

As for Sol, he felt bad the moment his body was covered with wax. The only consolation was that the diary still didn't respond.

Turned into a two-dimensional creature, he was taken away by the wax liquid, and after being twisted and compressed, he was squeezed into the pipe.

As the light disappeared, the owners of those voices rushed forward in the long and thin pipe.

Thor couldn't see it, but he could hear it and feel it.

Countless mouths bit on his spiritual body, and the sounds of biting and devouring came from all directions and from within his body.

They're going to eat me!

Although the diary did not indicate death yet, Thor was already struggling in terror.

Especially when he felt that one of his eyes had come out of its socket and was bitten off by something, he quickly stretched out his right hand to grab his own eyes back.

Although the soul has long been distorted and deformed, and the loss of eyes may not be real eyes, but Sol instinctively feels that they are his important organs.

But there were too many enemies around, even if Sol wanted to repeat the same trick, he couldn't use his mental power to perform witchcraft.

Because it hurts too much!

There was a mouth all over his body desperately biting, like a dying beast that fell into a lake full of piranhas.

Even more difficult, Sol felt that his right hand had also left his body. At this moment, the string in his mind-broken!

Hungry, hungry! I know I'm hungry! Sol ignored the pain around his body, and roared from the depths of his soul, I didn't even eat! Fuck!

Then he completely ignored the mouths around his body, ignored the pain fed back from the depths of his soul, and ignored the consequences of possibly dying here...

He opened his mouth suddenly, facing the unknown and formless enemy in front of him... and bit down.

As early as after he bit off a piece of Noodle's arm, he vaguely realized that other monsters could devour him, and he seemed to be able to devour others as well.

Only limited by the cognition of consciousness, this devouring can only be carried out by mouth at present.

Sol also didn't care about whether there was a reminder in the diary or whether this biting would cause him other troubles. Anyway, his current thinking is: don't worry if you have too much debt!

He swallowed the other's mouth in one gulp, and with a strong rage, he chased the guy who bit off his left eye and right hand in the dark.

During this period, whoever bites him, he will bite back, and ignore those who can't reach him, and only eat what is in front of him!

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer mouths in front of him, and the speed of progress became faster and faster.

Although it was in a narrow pipe, Sol still ran at the speed of the 100-meter final.

In his mental perception, the mouth that robbed his eyes and arms is still ahead!

With no person daring to bite Sol anymore, and no person daring to stand in front of him, Sol finally caught the robber, and he couldn't care less about distinguishing which ones were the enemy's spirit bodies and which ones were his own. , passed the deformed mouth whole... and swallowed it!

Thor: Since I'm not human...