Diary of the Death Wizard

You know? Sol was surprised.

Don't underestimate people, brother Sol. I have also set up a very powerful witchcraft circle. And the rules contained in this light curtain happen to be the same as the innate power of the nightmare butterfly.

Then try it. Saul raised his hand.

The silver butterfly turned into a piece of fragmented flash, dotted into the light curtain.

In less than five minutes, the original dazzling light curtain turned into the same scattered fragments, revealing the scene behind.

Inside the light curtain is a circular space.

The four walls of the space are also surrounded by light curtains, but dozens of round holes have been dug into the mountain connected to the top of the head.

The sun shone down, forming slender beams of light.

In the center of the circle surrounded by these irregular and scattered beams of light, there is a huge cube more than two meters high.

It was the magic reservoir that Feng Yao snatched from Sol.

At this time, the magic pool was facing Sol's direction to help Brando's headless body.

At this time, the whole body had turned black, as if it had been scorched by smoke.

And the other two sides of the magic pool seemed to be tied with something.

Thor stepped across the light curtain and walked around the magic pool. Suddenly, it was discovered that there was a person inlaid on the other three sides of the magic pool transformed by Feng Yao!

There is a first-order wizard on the left and right sides, and the inlaid behind the magic pool is the Barron wizard who escaped from the wizard's tower!

It's him? Sol's expression was strange. Barron was the only second-order wizard who raided the wizard's tower to return alive, but unexpectedly died in the hands of his master.

However, if Feng Yao wants to build a magic pool, it is normal to use a second-level wizard, but she did not expect that she would be ruthless enough to attack her own people.

That way I can reunite them.

Thor took out the bodies of the other two who raided the Wizard Tower from the storage.

Although one of them has been severely damaged, it can barely be used.

Thor replaced the corpses of the two second-level wizards and started to run the magic pool.

Agu separated from his body to take charge, and checked the situation of the magic pool with him.

Penny flew to the entrance of the light curtain to be on guard. Once the old witch and the wind demon came back, they would notify Sol as soon as possible.

Everything went smoothly according to Saul's plan. The only thing that made him feel a little strange was that the energy contained in this magic pool was a little less.

Sol believes that a third-order wizard has something wrong with his body, and it takes a lot of magic power to recover.

But although the magic power of this magic pool is abundant, it is much worse than Sol imagined.

Originally, Sol was well prepared. If the magic pool had too much magic power, he couldn't bear it, and he would have to carry out some flood discharge several times.

But the current amount is just right.

Unlike the magic reservoir prepared by a third-tier wizard, it looks like what a second-tier wizard needs.

Although he still had doubts in his heart, time was running out. After readjusting the magic pool according to his own needs, Sol immediately jumped into it, and asked Agu to cooperate to activate the magic circle from the outside.

Just when Sol began to prepare for the advanced stage, the old witch had already chased the wind demon to the end of the left passage.

Along the way, Feng Yao has never confronted the old witch. It seems that, as Saul said, she has a serious problem with her body now.

The old witch chased more and more bravely, and the two came to the deepest part of the cave all the way.

Looking at the witchcraft performed by the old witch, Feng Yao became more and more puzzled.

Although the witchcraft performed by the other party were the most common types, Feng Yao always felt familiar with her spellcasting habits and that kind of spirit.

It seemed that opposite her was a very familiar person.

Why didn't you accept the move? Don't tell me you really don't have the strength of the third level anymore? Or you can't suppress the pollution in your body, as long as you cast a spell, you will be directly alienated?

Feng Yao's eyes were instantly cold, but he still ignored the provocation of the old witch, but deliberately led her into a new room.

Originally, one should be cautious before entering an unknown room, and try many times. But the old witch didn't know why, she just felt that she was very familiar with this place, and everything was under control.

And Feng Yao also has this kind of cognition.

Almost everything in this room was arranged by her, so she naturally thought that nothing was beyond her control.

After entering this room, the door was closed instantly, and the two looked up, looking at each other with a look of you are dead.

Feng Yao stepped back, as if stepping on some mechanism.

An asymmetrical three-circle witchcraft circle emerged above her head and under her feet at the same time.

The two magic circles shot out cyan beams of light, enclosing Feng Yao in it.

The old witch saw that Feng Yao was going to make a new move, so she stepped forward immediately and wanted to do it first.

Unexpectedly, the blue beam of light suddenly expanded outwards, instantly increased tenfold, and filled the entire room.

And the moment the old witch was illuminated by the blue light, all the camouflage on her face disappeared, revealing the exaggerated face and the lively severed fingers behind her head.

So it's you! Recognizing the old witch and seeing the severed finger behind her head, Feng Yao's hatred grew by three points more than before.

I have to keep you today. After you die, I will go and clean up another person.

The old hag, whose disguise had failed, was a little flustered, but she quickly figured out that no matter whether she was recognized or not, the two sides had already reached the point where they could not stop dying.

The strange thing is that even though Feng Yao recognized the old witch, Feng Yao still didn't take the initiative to attack. And the blue light curtain just now seems to only have the effect of breaking the barrier.

Just when the old witch was about to release the wind blade and test the opponent's situation first, a body that seemed to be made of building blocks suddenly emerged from the witchcraft circle above her head and landed in midair.

And when the old witch saw the figure floating in the air, she was so surprised that she couldn't even close her mouth, let alone continue to attack the wind demon.

It was a beautiful woman, with the tails of her eyes slightly raised, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved.

When she was lying there quietly with her eyes lightly closed, it made people feel peaceful and beautiful.

People can also imagine, when she opens her eyes, what kind of compelling charm will she exude?

It's just that this woman's face is covered with vertical and vertical lines, as if she had been torn into pieces and glued back together with special adhesives.

For all the beauty and fragility at the same time, what really surprised the old hag was that she had seen this face before.

In the past, every time she used the Bysek magic mirror to improve her strength, she would see this face in the magic mirror.

This face belonged to the old hag in the mirror, but it didn't have so many cracks.

At the same time, the left little finger of this body is missing.

Looking at this face, the old witch was confused.

There seemed to be countless information signals bouncing in her mind, but none of them were willing to fully reveal them to her brain.

Why do I always feel so familiar, as if she is myself?

And the wind demon on the opposite side took advantage of becoming a witch, and completed the final casting.

Since you have seen it, I can't let you leave alive, I can only borrow this body again. Feng Yao bit his finger and dripped on the broken woman's forehead, Believe me, I don't want to see this body even more than you Face!

It's almost too late. Traveling is really a waste of money. I definitely don't have time to write tomorrow, so I can only ask for leave