Diary of the Death Wizard

What's this? A soul sealed in a body?

Seeing that the head was about to break free from the body, the golden runes suddenly turned into layers of chains to seal the seven orifices of the head, and pulled back hard.

The human head gradually exhausted, and was about to be pulled back into the male apprentice's body by the golden rune chain.

Suddenly it retracted quickly, and rushed in Thor's direction again.

Between the contraction and pulling, there was a small gap, and a tearing roar came from the tight lips of the head.

help me--

The golden rune chain tightened again, and the sound stopped abruptly.

It seemed that it was the call for help that exhausted all the strength of the man's head, and the golden rune chain finally succeeded in arresting him back to the male apprentice's back.

Huh? Rum snorted softly, and suddenly picked up a huge quill pen from the experimental table beside him.

The tip of the pen was dipped in a thumb-cap-sized ink bottle next to it. When it was lifted up, a little sticky golden liquid hung on it, and it would not fall off.

Rum moved quickly, adding a few more lines on the male apprentice's back.

The male apprentice lying there twitched twice, with a painful expression on his sideways face.

But also because of this change, he is more like a living person than before, not a puppet.

As the rune circle gradually strengthened, the male apprentice's face became calm again.

Saul, who had been observing by the side, also stopped meditating.

After drawing, Rum threw the quill back on the table, asked the male apprentice to stand up, and checked his body again.

Observe for a while, go out. Tell the next one to come in.

Then came the third apprentice, this time there was no abnormality.

It's just that the process is very fast, like a cutscene.

After the three of them went out, Rum pondered for a moment, and suddenly beckoned Sol to approach.

Sol walked over nervously, not knowing how Rum would test him.

Unexpectedly, after Rum extended his arm and grabbed Sol's shoulder, the first sentence he said was...

Have you been having nightmares these past two days?

Sol's dream of lying naked on the teleportation platform flashed across his mind, looking for his own footsteps and the dark bottom of the teleportation platform.

Instructor Anze said that he was haunted by the ghosts. Could this nightmare be a manifestation of the ghosts haunting him?

But why didn't Teacher Katz see it?

Yes. Saul expressed some uneasiness appropriately.

Sid's grievances are entangled in your body. It seems that you made him die very aggrieved.

I was defending normally...that means being forced to fight back. Saul quickly defended.

Rum laughed, and stretched his neck forward, and it really stretched out.

How about it, do you want me to help you get rid of Sid's vengeful spirit?

Sol was taken aback, and finally understood the meaning of the other party, and thought: Mr. Rum, are you Sid's mentor or my mentor? Did you mistake the enemy?

The other party was still complaining that Saul had killed his assistant, why did he ask for help now?

Despite feeling strange in his heart, Saul was honest most of the time.

think!

Rum was pleased with Sol's crispness.

If you want to, just perform well. Katz said that you have an outstanding soul talent. He seldom describes a person as outstanding. Let me see how outstanding you really are. Tell me, you just learned from those three second-level apprentices. What did you see?

Sol pondered for a moment, sorted out his words, and told the truth about the scene he saw.

Rum stared deeply at Sol, and his expression became more and more serious as Sol narrated.

You can't call it talent...it should be called soul intuition.

He reached out, took Sol's arm, and made Sol spin around in front of him.

Then he retracted his hand and put it on his belly.

Belly ripples like the surface of a lake.

Obviously I haven't mastered the knowledge of magic circles and runes, and I don't know much about witchcraft, but I can see through the surface and see through the essence directly. Rum suddenly pointed inwards, grabbed it violently, and directly tore a piece of flesh from his belly .

After the piece of meat was separated from the body, no blood flowed from the wound. Some fat flowed out to block the wound.

Rum kneaded the meat in his hands.

That lump of flesh can be shaped at will like clay.

A doll-like doll quickly took shape in Rum's hands.

With his little finger, he picked out two black loach-like worms from a bottle, and placed them on the doll's face.

The loach burrowed into the doll's eyes, leaving two holes.

Then the doll gradually changed color, becoming the light brown of the wood.

Isn't this the puppet that the apprentices used to test their mental strength?

Only then did Sol know that the material of the puppet was not wood at all. He even borrowed one to study for a few days, but he didn't find that the material was wrong at all.

Rum threw the completed eyeless puppet into Sol's hand.

Look at it, and tell me what you hear.

Sol took the puppet and looked at Rum, a little puzzled, but still obeyed, and lowered his head to meet the puppet's empty eyes.

Help me, save me...I want to...help me...

The cry for help sounded again, sometimes mixed with other voices.

As time passed, Thor's face gradually began to turn pale.

Gradually, he could no longer consciously focus on the puppet's eyes, but he couldn't look away.

This freshly baked puppet seems to be more powerful and terrifying than the puppet in the cabinet.

Rum never stopped.

...Kill me! Kill me!!! Kill me!!!

The sharp roar sounded again, and Thorton suddenly felt his eardrums ache, and his brain was spinning in his skull.

He thought Rum would call to stop, but the latter remained silent.

Sol's mental power was stronger than when he first became an apprentice, but it was limited, so he felt black again, and he was about to faint in the next second.

Finally, the puppet in front of him was taken away.

The sharp roar stopped instantly.

Sol's feet softened and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he stretched out his hand to help him stabilize his center of gravity.

Wait, what did he just hold up?

Sol quickly withdrew his hand, and he was about to sink into the fat all over Rum's body.

Rum didn't care about Sol's small movements, he threw the puppet into the wooden barrel beside him, and asked, What did you hear?

Thor breathed a sigh of relief, only feeling that his brain was about to turn into brains.

In the beginning, someone was asking for help, saying help me.

Rum didn't respond.

Saul continued, Then there were other voices like I want it too, it hurts too much.

Instructor Rum nodded slightly. He was about to speak, but found that Sol hadn't finished yet.

In the end, there were a few sharp...kill me. Sol recalled that voice, raised his hands to hug his arms, and felt goosebumps.

Just as Rum was about to nod, his face suddenly changed. He stretched out his hand and tightly wrapped Sol's right arm.

What was the last thing you heard? Kill me?

There was a sharp pain in Sol's right arm, accompanied by a click.

His facial features wrinkled together and let out a cry of pain.

This Rum really wants to take the opportunity to deal with me!

But in the next second, a white light flashed.

Thor's right arm recovered as before, the pain was so brief that it was like a hallucination, and even the headache subsided a lot.

Did you really hear kill me? Rum's eyes and the fat on his face were twitching.

Yes. Saul pinched his arm, and the bones were not misaligned.

Is it a man's voice, or a woman's voice?

Female, Saul added, seeing that Rum seemed concerned about the voice, sounds very painful.

Rum stared at Sol with a dazed expression, as if seeing someone else in his face.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!

He suddenly started laughing like a convulsion.

The two hands kept patting the fat belly, making a boom sound together with the laughter.

He gradually laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth, his flesh not moving, but his head dangling back and forth.

Saul was terrified and couldn't help taking two steps back. I was afraid that the rum would burst like a balloon.

Rum laughed for about ten minutes, then suddenly shook forward, stopped laughing wildly, and fixed his eyes on Sol.

Do you want to transfer to study under my name?