Diary of the Death Wizard

Dark and damp.

There were water drops hitting the glass window, turning into a sloping water line.

There are more and more water lines, accompanied by the sound of crackling and then crash.

The sound grew louder and denser.

It's raining.

Heywood raised his head from his desk and stared blankly at the gloomy sky outside the window and the strings of black raindrops under the sky.

The absorbent pen hanging in his hand was covered with ink. Due to gravity, a ball of ink droplets was rapidly condensing, and it was about to fall on the ginger parchment.

It's raining again. There's been a lot of rain this year.

The ink finally couldn't bear it anymore and dripped from the tip of the pen.

Uh-huh!

A black and slender tongue suddenly stretched out, swept away the drop of ink, and shrank into a dark face with no facial features.

You're in a daze again.

The shadow sat down on the parchment she had just protected, not caring whether the parchment would be wrinkled by her.

As long as there is more rain, what does it have to do with us? That is something that only the high-level wizards on the Wall of Sighs need to consider.

With his sister Heidi blocking the parchment on which he was writing, Heywood simply threw the absorbent pen back into the pen holder.

He leaned back and said helplessly: Yeah, no matter how much rain there is, it's not something we two wizard apprentices can solve.

It has been several years since he came to the Wall of Sighs, but Heywood still has not broken through the boundary between apprentice and official wizard.

The only change that has happened to him over the years is that his sister Heidi was separated from him and transformed into a black silhouette imitating Mrs. Yora's former appearance.

Although she still doesn't look completely like a normal person, Heidi has had a brief period of freedom to move independently.

As long as she returns to her brother Heywood every once in a while to replenish the consumed mental energy.

The two of them had accepted the fact that they could not become official wizards, and lived peacefully for a long time under the protection of their mentor Gorsa on this dangerous sea.

But Haywood has been restless lately.

I don't know why, but since Golza came back from outside last year, he always felt that his stable days were coming to an end.

A month ago, Gorsa even took leave from Wizard Murphy, the owner of the Wall of Sighs, and retreated into the lowest level of the Wizard Tower to conduct experiments. He did not even come out to fight during the recent Black Tide attack.

Heywood knew that this time Mentor Gorsa was about to achieve his goal for many years.

This time, no one else knew the progress of the experiment. Even Haywood, who had been following Golza, didn't know.

But it was clear to him that Golza would no longer let others stand in the way of his experiments.

This time, Golza did not let a third person help throughout the process.

Maybe this time, Mrs. Youla can really be resurrected. Heywood paused and looked at the black silhouette of his sister beside him, Heidi, do you want to be resurrected?

The black figure without facial features sneered. In the world of ordinary people, it would be enough to scare a few timid humans to death.

Hehehehe, hehehe, resurrection? I'm fine now, why should I be resurrected? If I want to be a painful person for the sake of resurrection, then I would rather be a happy ghost.

Heywood was stunned because he had no ability to resurrect Heidi. So he had never asked this question before.

But today, he had an inexplicable emotion, and he didn't expect Heidi to have this idea.

Even Heidi can see how painful Mrs. Yora is who is constantly conducting resurrection experiments. How could Teacher Gorsa not see it?

So, did Master Gorsa really choose to resurrect his wife because he loved her?

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

A painful, high-pitched cry came from the ground.

Heywood and Heidi looked at each other, their whole bodies trembling slightly. Fear, accompanied by the scream just now, entered their blood vessels little by little.

The two of them lowered their heads at the same time, pretending as usual that they didn't hear anything.

However, the screams that usually lasted for several minutes only rang out once today.

Outside the Wall of Sighs, at the base of the Seventh Wizard Tower.

Gorsa shook the test tube in his hand, then took a long dropper and dropped a drop of liquid on the forehead of the female body on the experimental table.

The colorless and transparent liquid instantly submerged under the fair skin.

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

The woman struggled violently, but lying on the witchcraft circle, she couldn't even move her little finger.

Gorsa turned his head and looked at the woman carefully, unwilling to miss the slightest change in her body.

The strange thing is that the female test subject only screamed once today, and then she became quiet and stared at the ceiling blankly.

This change also caught Golza's attention.

Has the fusion finally begun? A smile appeared on his face, he bent down and held the woman's pale cheeks with his slender hands. Don't sleep. Only complete fusion can be considered a true resurrection.

The woman's eyes trembled and moved, and her purple lips made a faint breath.

resurrection?

Yes, the experiment has been going well so far. You will definitely be resurrected successfully this time. Gorsa stood up and checked behind the woman.

On the white and naked skin of the back, a brown branch grew like a seedling emerging from the ground.

The branches drilled into the square box below along the holes specially left on the experimental table.

There is a gelatin medium in the box. Black and red are mixed together, exuding the fragrance of melon and fruit.

If you look closely, you will find that the colloid is trembling slightly with the rhythm of the heartbeat.

With every tremor, nutrients will be transported into the woman's body along the branches, making it exude vitality like a real living body.

After confirming that the culture medium was in good condition and had sufficient energy, Golza looked at the woman again and whispered encouragement.

Yura, I know you are in pain now, but success is close at hand. As long as the fusion is completed, you will be free.

free?

This long-lost word gave the woman strength. She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at Gorsa steadily.

One second, two seconds... one minute, two minutes...

The wind and rain outside the tower could not affect the two people in the basement at all.

finally!

A familiar wave of mental energy came from the woman.

Gorsa immediately stepped forward, placed one hand on the woman's eyebrow, closed his eyes and felt the woman's solid soul.

Yes, yes, that's it. The body created through the combination of the Black Sea Tree Source and the Red Sea Tree Source is extremely tolerant and has almost no backlash against the soul. In addition, it is... quite powerful and extremely The overbearing adhesive, your soul has been completely integrated with this magical creation.

He straightened up, with sighs and relief on his face.

To put it simply, congratulations, you are alive.

The woman, or Yura, who was finally resurrected, felt the power brought by her new body.

When her soul broke through the last obstacle and completely merged with this artificial body, the powerlessness she felt just now disappeared.

Instead, it's like waking up full of energy after a full night's sleep.

With a little effort, Yula actually sat up.

The branches behind him were stretched, but not broken. The culture medium below was still trembling slightly, like her external heart.

Although there are still some pains in various parts of the body, this can no longer affect Yula's joy.

Once upon a time, Yura gave up his life easily for the sake of witchcraft research.

Later, when she suffered a lot in order to be resurrected, she realized the value of life.

Yura's eyes heated up and she felt liquid flowing down the corners of her eyes.

Do you even have tears?

Yura wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingertips, then looked at the transparent liquid above, and shed more tears for a while.

I really came to life.

Gorza crossed his arms and smiled, Okay, don't keep crying, otherwise the culture fluid will flow out of your eyes.

Yula was stunned for a moment, her movements froze.

After all, this body is not a real human body, and some special reactions are normal. You can think that you have changed your race. But you are still Yula.

Yula quickly wiped away the tears on her face, feeling empty for some reason.

This is obviously a good ending.

Then she heard Gorsa's voice again.

Gentle, slow, firm.

Now you are free and can leave.

She raised her eyes, her eyes filled with confusion.

What? Leave what?

Opposite her, her lover in life and her enemy in death repeated softly.

Leave my wizard tower, after all...the experiment is over, isn't it?