Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 124 Extraordinary and Awe

Laslot Star gave a soft hum.

“Naive, you’re still so naive, Lorigo, naive and foolish. I should be glad I didn’t absorb your soul.” He said, pulling up his sleeve to reveal mouths on his arm.

Miss Star, who had remained silent under her hood, let out a soft sigh.

“My brother, perhaps you were once a genius, but this life spent without leaving the castle has ruined you. Your vision is still limited to these noble matters; you lack the heart of a superhuman. Your fate is sealed,” she said.

Ruger twitched his ears and his eyes flickered. He didn't think about the content of Miss Star's words, but simply felt that her tone of voice was somewhat familiar.

He was also very interested in his brother's arm; those pale lips were truly irresistible, making it hard to suppress his restless curiosity.

“In many cases, not everyone is qualified to touch the extraordinary,” she said slowly. “You have been used by those fraudsters as material for their experimental transformation rituals, and it seems that the transformation has not yet succeeded.”

The eldest son of the Starry Family suddenly burst into laughter.

“Of course, of course it didn’t work. I’m waiting for you, my dear sister, the flesh and soul of a blood-related wizard,” he said, becoming more and more excited. “That must be an unprecedented delicacy, a taste that can fill the last void in me.”

He sighed, "It's a pity you're not my closest relative. You're just one of that old man's many illegitimate children. Otherwise, you would have been even more delicious and made me better..."

As his words fell.

One after another, figures dressed in white robes crawled out from around the square.

“I know that the divine punishment of the underground city cannot fall on someone like you, so I have prepared another gift for you.” He raised his arm, which was covered in a pale mouth.

The figures dressed in white robes, whose genders were completely indistinguishable, swayed and formed a circle around Miss Star in the distance.

“You lack reverence for the extraordinary, my brother.” Dasoya Stars watched the movements of the figures around her, then turned her gaze back to her brother.

“Do you need any help, ma’am?” Ruger said.

"Take him away from here," she said without turning her head.

"At your service."

Ruger reached out and grabbed Lorigo's shoulder. The white-robed men did not stop them, and the two quickly ran out of the white-robed circle they had formed.

Dasoya moved slowly, and the white-robed figures surrounding her in a circle moved with her, always keeping her at the center and maintaining the integrity of the circle.

Luger glanced at his side. Compared to the worried Lorigo, he was quite excited. Such a scene was rare, and with Miss Dasoya Fanxing backing them up, their safety should be assured.

"Is she the Baron's illegitimate child?" Ruger said softly.

Lorigo hesitated for a moment before nodding.

“She was accepted into the family after her wizarding talent was detected, but because of her elder brother’s injury, the family became suspicious of the nobles in the city, so they quickly sent her away. She never really enjoyed the life of a noble lady, and her mother died very early,” Lorigo said in a low voice. “She stopped contacting this place a few years after arriving in the Upper Realm and stopped accepting the family’s support. Everyone in the family thought she had died in an accident over there…” Ruger scratched the hair on his chin. Putting aside the blood ties, Lorigo next to him was perhaps the only person in this family who had any connection with Dasoya.

Dasoya unleashed several spells in succession from afar, but the white-robed figures remained unmoved, as if a gentle breeze had swept by.

Something indistinct but undeniably present, occasionally glimpsed as pale, was connecting those white robes.

“Dasoya, I remember that’s your name. Isn’t this also a return to the family? Don’t resist. This is a higher integration, and it’s my acceptance of you on behalf of the Starry Sky family…”

The pale mouth on his arm was struggling, as if trying to jump down and tear it apart to eat. The violent struggle and twisting caused the skin on his arm to bulge.

She withdrew her hand, which had been continuously casting spells: "Observation complete, and the probing is almost done. It should be a variant of the Soul Devouring Array, attempting to summon the legendary Pale Mouth to devour things that are normally untouchable and inedible. However, you, as the medium, are too weak. Of course, your missing yet miraculously stabilized soul is indeed a very good and tempting subject for this experiment. Hmm, it is a good idea. The desire from the depths of a broken soul completes the last link."

The white-robed man, who had remained unmoved, roared and trembled, like teeth chattering incessantly as they shook from the cold or fear.

Are these really the Atoners? Those guys who worship the Faceless Ones?

Luger watched from a corner of the square, and couldn't help but sigh. The Faceless One truly lived up to its reputation of having countless incarnations; its interests were surprisingly wide-ranging.

Dasoya was still looking up, observing, and this frivolous behavior finally made her brother Laslot uneasy.

Just as a pale, gaping maw appeared in the void, Dasoya finally had enough, or perhaps she didn't want to continue taking risks and letting things spiral out of her control. With a gentle wave of her hand, one after another, mangled corpses of subterranean beasts appeared, which she tossed into the air by the shadowy hand she controlled. Then, for no apparent reason, she threw out several mirrors, which she shattered and threw into the air as well, mixing them with the flesh and blood. The void maw swallowed the corpses of the subterranean beasts whole, leaving none behind in the blink of an eye.

Ruger stared blankly, this was not at all the battle he had imagined.

Dasoya seemed to be using her own insights and knowledge to analyze, probe, and utilize the materials at hand to deal with each issue one by one, as if she were solving a problem. With each step forward and backward, she silently resolved the crisis.

The pale, already somewhat ethereal maw stood frozen in mid-air after swallowing the beast meat and the mirror.

"A greedy mouth is always busy and even harder to control. Your weak soul can only support this much..." She seemed somewhat disappointed.

The pale, gaping maw in mid-air suddenly moved again, but it began to swell in all directions, gradually shrinking. Ruger looked closely and discovered that it seemed to be devouring itself from within, taking bites here and there, quickly shrinking to less than half its original size, and then disappearing with a snap.

One by one, the men in white robes began to fall.

This Miss Star was so relaxed and carefree that it was hard to believe she was there to resolve a family crisis.

Ruger looked at her and thought to himself.

She's practically here to conduct an experiment.

“This is not right, this is not right, this is not what we agreed on, how could this be…” Laslot Star stared blankly at the white-robed men who kept falling down.

"Are you ready to leave this world, my brother?" Dasoya said softly.

(End of this chapter)