Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 1033 The Fate Thread and the Soul-Stabilizing Needle

"Kissmet! Don't..." Thor released a tentacle that was wrapped around the diary and grabbed at Kissmet.

As soon as his tentacles extended halfway out, Kismet's body suddenly lost all color, transforming from a living person into a pure white sculpture.

His expression was even relaxed and at ease, with a slight smile at the corners of his mouth.

Every detail is vividly depicted, lifelike.

The next second, the entire sculpture suddenly dispersed. At first, it spread very quickly, but its speed suddenly decreased after a distance of one meter, as if it had become a slow-motion scene. It was the first snow of winter, fluttering and swirling down, landing on Thor's tentacles and eyes, bringing a touch of coolness before disappearing.

Where his torso once stood, a silver quill pen now floated silently.

This quill pen is not bright, the down is somewhat messy, and there are several vertical cracks on the handle.

Just as Thor was about to stop Kismet's tentacles from reaching out, the quill pen landed right in one of his tentacles.

The pen feels cool to the touch, and a mysterious charm flows through it.

The scars on its body actually added a touch of mystery to this silver quill pen.

As he grasped the quill, Saul sighed inwardly.

Kismet's consciousness has completely vanished, leaving behind only a powerful but lifeless sorcery artifact.

As he said, he didn't want complete freedom.

So he didn't even want himself anymore.

As the sigh faded, Thor's hundreds of star-like eyes instantly glared at Douglas.

Kismet is no good guy, but he calls himself master!

Thor used his tentacles to pick up the quill and brought it to the diary.

The dark red hardcover book opened automatically as if sensing its movement.

The white threads that were originally attached to Thor have reformed into a pure white page.

The golden thread on the book still connects to Douglas in the distance, because as soon as Kismet let go, Douglas's figure began to blur, as if he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

And Saul picked up his pen, and in that blink of an eye, wrote down Douglas's name.

Numerous lines extend from the flat surface of the diary pages, as if trying to construct a new world with the simplest lines.

For a moment, the world seemed to become a flat surface, and all the elements of the world turned into words on a page.

When these lines connect and are passed down to Douglas, he seems to transform from a three-dimensional, multi-faceted being into a simple name, merely a symbol on paper.

Near Douglas’s name, lines appeared. Saul saw these lines and drew a line on them with his pen.

In reality, Douglas, who was about to break free, was suddenly ejected from the spatial rift, as if he had encountered some kind of barrier, or perhaps it was simply a failure of his magic.

Douglas was captivated by the power of the diary.

This is what Kismet meant by "taking care of him".

So he can't escape!

But Thor wants to go even further.

As if guided by an untrained hand, he untied the threads of fate that bound Douglas and re-entered the lines belonging to the Death Wizard's Diary.

The connection didn't stop; the lines of the diary continued to extend forward.

A straight line is endless.

They eventually extended into the circular shadow, and with an irresistible force, traversed countless light-years to directly touch Douglas's body.

At the same moment, the fate line that Thor had entangled on the straight line of the diary also connected to Douglas's body.

The original body, hidden in some unknown space, and Douglas's current body were originally intricately connected.

This relationship, once a source of pride for Douglas, has now become an asset for Saul to utterly destroy him.

Through the combined influence of the diary and the thread of fate, the original body is uncontrollably pulled into the wizarding world and merges with Douglas in front of it.

To the onlookers, however, it was a series of shadowy outlines that gradually attached themselves to Douglas.

Floch, who had been observing from the sidelines, suddenly realized, "The shadow isn't Glass's true form! It's thousands upon thousands of its parts! He's projecting the shadows of these parts into an overlapping outline, making outsiders mistakenly believe it's just one entity? If Thor hadn't grasped the connection between the parts, what he pulled over this time would probably only be one of the parts. The other parts are still hiding in the endless space, impossible to completely eliminate!"

The knowledge that Floch blurted out was in areas that many of the wizards present were completely unfamiliar with. Even if they heard it, they couldn't understand it and could only stare in disbelief at what was happening before them, their minds filled with countless exclamation marks.

"No wonder this guy can live so freely in the endless starry sky, and hasn't been killed despite making so many enemies. He's spread all the costs across thousands of clones."

Flock smiled bitterly to himself, thinking, "It's true what they say, comparisons are the thief of joy."

He glanced at Thor again; this guy was even more infuriating…

This time, the bitterness is so intense it's making my stomach churn.

But Thor's accomplishments were not as easy as outsiders might imagine.

Although he managed to pull Douglas over with the help of the diary and... the power of the silver quill pen, he found that the outlines on Douglas's body were still restless and wanted to break free.

It will be difficult for Douglas to leave, but there's always a way to leave a thin layer of shadow.

At this rate, he might not be able to hold out long enough to drag the entire Douglas into the abyss.

Even letting a single Douglas escape is an ending Thor cannot accept!

"Soul-stabilizing needle!"

Just then, Gorsachonsol, standing atop the ruins of the White Glass Fortress, shouted.

Without a second thought, Thor took out the Soul-Stabilizing Needle from his own spatial storage—a needle he had always wanted to use but had never had the chance to.

As soon as he got his hands on the Soul-Stabilizing Needle, he flung it out, sending it flying toward Douglas.

The Soul-Stabilizing Needle contains the essence of an ancient wizard's life's work.

Being so close to the Eye of the Abyss, almost no other magical artifacts can be used, let alone separated from their owners to launch long-range attacks.

But the Soul-Stabilizing Needle can!

The powerful mental fluctuations of fourth- and fifth-tier wizards and the pollution of the Black Tide have no effect on the Soul-Stabilizing Needle.

It charged headlong toward its designated target without stopping in the slightest.

An inconspicuous black needle broke through the sea breeze and silently pierced Douglas's forehead.

In an instant, those things that were still stirring and trying to break free from Douglas's shadow layers immediately fell silent and all stuck to Douglas.

Soul-stabilizing needle.

It can stabilize the spiritual body, freeing it from the effects of pollution, and also gather and fix the scattered and fragmented spiritual body, preventing it from dissipating and leaving the body.

A suggestion from his mentor, Gorsa, made Thor realize that this Soul-Stabilizing Needle could not only be used to save people, but also to capture them!

With the Soul-Fixing Needle in place, not even one of Douglas's clones could escape!

The moment the Soul-Stabilizing Needle entered his body, Douglas was also very aware of this.

There's no escaping it; not even a clone can leave this place.

Douglas turned and charged at Thor in the opposite direction, his eyes bloodshot.

"Either let me go, and I swear on my life I won't come back for revenge; or you'll die with me!"

(End of this chapter)