Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 109 (Sailing Town Story) Sonil

However, as soon as Thor took a step, it was as if some kind of balance was broken, and countless "snowflakes" floating in the air rushed towards Thor.

"What?" Thor was startled and instinctively raised his hands.

But the snowflakes were heading straight for Thor's hand; as soon as they saw it, they desperately tried to get inside.

"These are... these are all fragments of a soul?"

Thor lowered his arm and saw countless snowflakes swirling and entering his skin.

Several snowflake whirlwinds even formed inside the room.

Thor's face lit up with joy.

"There are so many soul fragments? These soul fragments alone are enough to be worth 10 of my sorcery scrolls."

He simply spread his arms out, letting the fragments of his soul enter his hands.

"As the spirit ester absorbs the soul fragments, my magic power is also rapidly increasing? It turns out that quantitative change can indeed lead to qualitative change."

Although he didn't have the Black Crystal Ball, Thor could still vaguely sense that his magic power had exceeded 50 joules and was still increasing.

But as time went by, he gradually felt a burning pain in both hands, as if his skin was about to boil.

The diary suddenly flew out.

[May 14th, 316th year of the lunar calendar]

It must feel great to suddenly have so many soul fragments, right?

You snatched away all the inventory that others had accumulated over the years.

But is it really that easy to take other people's things?

Those vengeful spirit girls can't beat you.

But it can transform you into their shape.

How does it feel to devour so many young girls at once?

Do you want to change into a tulle skirt?

Maybe I can't call you Saul anymore from now on.

I'll call you Sonil!

"vicious!!!"

Thor roared, startling Penny behind him, who retreated several steps.

But those white, snowflake-like fragments of soul continued to desperately try to burrow into Thor's hands, and Thor couldn't stop them no matter how hard he tried.

Thor knew that now that the diary had appeared, his time was running out.

We must find a way to stop the invasion of soul fragments!

The soul fragments are already fragments; Thor's attacks on the undead have no effect on them.

The Spirit Armor Technique may not necessarily regard the invasion of soul fragments as an attack.

"Then, we can only try to eliminate the malicious consciousness contained in these fragments."

Saul looked around the room and found a table, chairs, paper, and pens in a corner.

However, all those things were covered in a layer of dust, indicating that their original owner hadn't studied properly for a long time.

Thor tore open a piece of paper and quickly drew two composite runes on it.

He put down his pen, checked again to make sure that the key coordinates of the composite rune were correct, and immediately began to construct the rune!

This was a first-tier sorcery spell he had already analyzed quite thoroughly, Soul Worm. It was specifically prepared for him to advance to the second-tier apprentice level once he had enough magic power.

To prevent himself from truly becoming Sonil, Thor must immediately borrow the energy of these consciousnesses to construct a first-order sorcery model and attempt to become a second-order apprentice.

There are definitely drawbacks to doing this. Using these unknown energies is not as stable as using one's own magic to construct first-order sorcery, and may produce some kind of immeasurable mutation.

This first-tier sorcery might become useless, having wasted Thor's spiritual energy.

First-order sorcery is different from first-order sorcery, or rather, only sorcery above first-order can be called formal sorcery.

These formal witchcraft spells are all incredibly complex, and it's impossible to reconstruct them every time you want to cast a spell; there simply isn't enough time.

Therefore, wizards would fix the formal magic model in their spiritual body so that they could cast spells quickly at any time.

By doing this, Thor essentially used a level 1 sorcery skill to consume the chaotic consciousness beyond the energy within those fragments of spirit and soul.

But losing a level 1 spell is better than losing consciousness and becoming a woman!

Having confirmed that the two composite runes were working correctly, Thor didn't have time to write any more simple runes. He immediately closed his eyes and began constructing the Tier 1 sorcery, Soul Worm.

The two composite runes gradually took shape within Thor's mind, their rapid and stable formation likely to make Claire jealous once again.

Then came dozens of ordinary runes, leaping from all directions of the spiritual entity and converging with the two composite runes.

Activate, transform, connect with each other through magic.

At this moment, Thor added the consciousness of the energy brought by the soul fragments.

The vibrant runes shivered instantly.

When they recover from their stiffness and begin to move again, a touch of gentleness has somehow appeared in their dancing lines.

Thor frowned, but could only let things continue.

Inside the room, Penny sat on the floor, hugging her knees.

She didn't know what had happened, but she could sense a very, very complex emotion from Thor's earlier "Damn it."

So little Penny didn't dare to move at all; she could only sit helplessly in place waiting for her brother Saul to finish dealing with the problem and come to call him.

After an unknown amount of time, Penny's little head gradually rested on her knees.

Fell asleep.

Meanwhile, a tremendous change is taking place in Mofan Town outside the tower!

Jayce is leading Ada in an attempt to infiltrate the tower.

They were standing against the wall of a house.

This was the first time Ada had been so close to this place.

He gazed at the empty plot of land where the millstone fruit was planted, his heart filled with complex emotions.

The millstone brought prosperity and peace to the town, but it also became the source of suffering for many families.

Families who were not chosen lived numbly in the seemingly peaceful atmosphere of the town, until one day, nightmares came knocking at their door.

Ada was once one of them.

But he couldn't let Penny die, even if the price was having to live on the run with her from now on.

"Hey, snap out of it!" Jayce nudged Ada, then pointed to the tower in the distance. "Penny's over there right now, though I don't know which floor she's on."

At this time, there were no guards outside the tower, and ordinary soldiers were not very willing to approach the tower.

Most of the manpower is still distributed near the fruit fields, and people are only called over when needed.

This gave Jayce and Adak an opportunity.

Jayce had already observed the soldiers' movement routes and began to explain the plan to Ada.

"We'll go there together in a bit. See that big door under the tower? We need to find a chance to slip in while the soldiers are out of sight. Penny just went in, so the door shouldn't be locked. But I don't know if there are any soldiers guarding it. If we find anyone else inside, we have to act immediately."

"If we cause too much of a commotion and reinforcements arrive, I'll distract the soldiers. You need to find Penny quickly and take her away."

Ada's palms were sweating nervously. He nodded. "Where could Penny be?"

"I don't know either." Jayce turned to look at Ada. "But this is our last chance."

Ada paused.

He also understood that this operation was extremely dangerous. It was very possible that he and Jayce wouldn't be able to rescue Penny, and he himself would also be killed.

But he didn't ask anything more, he just rubbed his hands hard on his pants.

"Okay, watch my hand gestures and let's go. Wait... what's that over there?"

Ada followed Jayce's gaze.

Further north than the northern suburbs, a row of burly figures is gradually appearing.

Even from a distance, he could feel a heart-pounding yet familiar sense of impact from the momentum of that run.

They're barbarians!

I tested negative and went back to work.

(End of this chapter)