Diary of the Death Wizard

Seeing Sol staring at the clothes on his chest, the man moved his arms a little uncomfortably.

Oh, it seems that you have already discovered it. The other party was not angry, but pulled the neckline, and the pattern on the clothes on the chest suddenly changed, forming a pattern of a wolf's head.

Then the wolf head opened its mouth and made a hoarse and deep voice: You are more powerful than I imagined, it seems that you can definitely help me with this.

Sorry, I didn't see serious pollution on you, mind if I take a closer look? Thor didn't say anything.

No, you misunderstood. Although the wolf's head on the clothes was speaking, the man in the clothes was still moving.

He reached out and pulled open the neckline.

There is a big hole under the neckline. There is no flesh and blood in the hole, just a golden pearl bracelet.

This is an ancient prop I got from my recent expedition. It's just stained with some bad pollution. I have no way to remove the pollution without destroying this witchcraft prop. But if I don't remove the pollution, it will be polluted at any time Totally corroded.

I just heard about you from Jiajiagu. I wondered that since you can absorb pollution from the human body, can you also remove the pollution attached to the inside of the prop?

Before Saul could speak, he heard Penny speak.

Brother Saul, don't go there, what's on that witchcraft tool is not pollution, it's a curse!

curse?

Yes, although I don't understand this very well, I have seen this string of golden pearl bracelets. It is called Halima's Love Letter. But there is actually a very powerful curse on it. Anyone who receives this love letter will end up Died an untimely death.

A pearl bracelet called Halima's Love Letter?

I think there must be a love story with twists and turns behind this bracelet.

The communication in the spiritual body was fast and accurate, and it seemed to the other party that it was only a blink of an eye, so Sol smiled and shook his head.

The pollution on witchcraft props is not within the scope of my ability. I am a wizard who majors in dark attributes. It may be more certain to find a wizard with corresponding attributes for props like this.

Saul refused so briskly, making the wolf's head on the man's clothes close his eyes, which seemed displeased.

Without giving the other party a chance to bargain again, Sol continued: If I forcefully make a move, it is more likely that I will not be able to clean up the pollution, and will also destroy this rare and countless props.

Thor changed the subject again: Of course, if you can bear the consequences of taking risks, then I can try it too. It just so happens that I haven't studied how to clean up contaminated props.

After finishing speaking, Sol snapped his fingers, and a simple operation table was created between the two of them.

Then he signaled to the wizard on the opposite side that if he was willing to take the risk, he could put the string on the console.

But not everyone has the courage to gamble their lives, not to mention the possibility of losing everything behind this adventure.

The man hesitated for a while, but he didn't dare to take out the pearl bracelet after all.

He fastened the top button of his collar, covering the hole in his throat, and shook his head apologetically.

You are right. Since you are a wizard who majors in dark attributes, you think you are more sure about corpses and souls. It is actually difficult for me to send this item to you rashly. In this way, I will think of a way Bar.

After the wolf head finished speaking, the stripes that made up him spread out and turned into the exquisite patterns on the clothes again.

The man wearing this suit gave Sol a wizarding courtesy with his hands on his chest, then flew into the sky again, and quickly disappeared behind the distant hillside.

So I just looked at each other quietly, and didn't stop him from leaving.

That witchcraft tool looks good. It should have been passed down from ancient times. If you stick to your ideas and don't want to do it, then I'll go and grab him.

The voice of the old witch came from the mist, and soon she set foot on the lakeside in another small algae raft.

Seeing Sol looking sideways at herself, the old witch waved her hand.

Don't worry, I waited until now to keep him away from us, and then snatch the treasure, so that no one will suspect you.

Sol hesitated for a moment, and asked when the old witch was about to take off: Old witch, have you heard of Halima's love letter?

The old witch's short legs trembled just as she was about to take off, and she almost fell to the ground.

She stared at Thor again with her big round eyes, her jaw dropping to her chest.

You said that bracelet is Halima's love letter? But it is rumored that Hanima's love letter is obviously a braided metal bracelet!

The old witch frowned tightly again, shrank her neck, and looked at Sol suspiciously, Isn't it to prevent me from making up a random reason?

Thor smiled, pointing his finger up.

Then please go ahead.

...

The wizard in the blue dress flew over a small hill before landing.

He looked back in the direction of the Rhine Lake, with calculations in his eyes.

The strength is not bad, and the temptation sent to the door was quickly resolved. But the character is a bit unclear. Is he really cautious, or is he pretending to be cautious?

His clothes began to change, from a delicate blue dress to a black bust. There is a wolf head embossed on the breastplate of this bust armor, which is vivid and has a half-open mouth, which seems to be able to swallow people into the stomach at any time.

He tidied up his armor carefully, and was about to continue flying.

However, as soon as he took a step, the whole person suddenly fell forward.

boom!

He fell to the ground, kicking up a small amount of dust.

And the armor on his chest just swayed, and it was still like everyone else.

After a while, a colorful butterfly the size of a thumb flew by in the sky.

Wherever it passed, there was silence.

It was as if the sky and the earth had fallen into a deep sleep.

The butterfly just flew over the man on the ground, and suddenly seemed to find something, and landed on the man.

A moment later, it flew away from the man again and continued eastward.

After the butterfly flew away, a gust of wind blew by, and the man turned into white powder and drifted away along the wind.

The black bust was left in place, but the light was dim, and it no longer had the same style as before.

Inside the bust armor, there was a string of golden pearl bracelets that still exuded a warm light.

Seems to be waiting for its next owner.

...

Naturally, the old witch didn't chase her out.

She's used to Thor's way of speaking.

Whenever he asked her to do something with a smirk on his face, he must be talking ironically.

Just when they re-boarded the island in the center of the lake with the small algae raft, they both felt dizzy at the same time.

Said it was dizziness, more like sleepiness.

The extreme sleepiness was almost irresistible.

The old witch fell to her knees and put her hands on the ground.

Fear flashed in her eyes, and she gave Sol a complicated look.

But Sol, who was also struggling with sleepiness, didn't notice her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the old witch closed her eyes, obeyed the irresistible drowsiness, and fell to the ground.

Only then did Sol discover that the time the old witch resisted was even shorter than himself.

He hasn't fallen yet.

He wants to get back to the Wizard's Tower as soon as possible.

It's just that under the extreme sleepiness, he couldn't even tell which foot it was his turn to move forward next.

The water of the Rhine Lake turned up waves, and even the fog rolled up like clouds.

Someone is outside, using powerful strength to directly suppress the rules of the entire Rhine Lake.

Only third-tier wizards can do this!

Third level... sleepiness... the dreamer Clark is here!

Sol desperately shook his mental body, and then stimulated his brain in turn, so as to barely stay awake.

Thor's mental power is strong. If Clark, the dreamer, is only at the second level, he will definitely be able to overcome this sleepiness, and even show his weakness to the enemy, and then wait for an opportunity to fight back.

But the dreamer is a third-level dreamer. As long as Sol relaxes for a while, he will fall into a deep sleep like an old witch.

He doesn't want to go to someone else's home court to fight.

Sol's outstretched hand finally touched the door of the Wizard Tower.

The door opened, and a hand stretched out to support Sol's unsteady body.

Chapter two