Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 113 Mushroom Man and Skin

A few kilometers from Mosailtown, the retreating barbarians had already reached this place.

"stop!"

The priest, whose mouth was still bleeding, spoke with a slight lisp. He stopped the procession, straightened up, and tried to determine the direction.

"Go that way, to that tree!"

The team started moving again.

Suddenly, a clear chirping sound came from overhead.

A giant bird swooped down from the sky.

A massive black shadow quickly enveloped all the barbarians.

A blonde woman in full armor jumped directly from the giant bird to the ground.

The second-tier wizard Kira expressionlessly drew his longsword from his waist. "Another horde."

Whether they were barbarian priests or ordinary barbarians, they all prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling in fear, under the oppressive aura of the second-tier wizard.

No one dared to resist.

Kira swung his sword horizontally, and the longsword in his hand instantly grew more than ten times its original size.

With a swing of the longsword, blood gushed out.

With a single strike, he cut all the barbarians on the ground in half at the waist, leaving none alive.

Her golden eyes swept over the human head tucked into the barbarian's waist.

"Suddenly running away with food? The border clearing operation has indeed been leaked." She snorted coldly, but there was no anger on her face.

"It wasn't for nothing that I set off half a month early. I want to see just how many people actually received the message."

Kira made a gesture, and as the giant bird swooped down again, he leaped onto its back once more.

Both quickly flew into the sky and disappeared.

Just then, Saul, who had just returned to the carriage, seemed to hear something and looked up at the sky.

However, he saw nothing; the dense branches and thick clouds in the sky blocked his view.

"My lord." The coachman, who had been waiting faithfully in place, immediately came out to pay his respects.

"To Mobei City." Solli landed and climbed into the carriage.

The driver didn't ask any questions, jumped onto the carriage, tugged on the reins, and set off immediately.

Meanwhile, Saul sat in the carriage, taking stock of the gains and losses of the operation.

Shelly's death and the disaster in Mossport Town must be reported to Mentor Rum, and for the sake of accuracy, he must go and report in person.

Thor felt that the appearance of those barbarians was not simple.

Especially the act of trading with border wizards in exchange for living space is something that barbarians would never do.

And what they were trading was actually Grinding Fruit?

The barbarians attacked suddenly, unilaterally overturning the negotiating table.

Thor always felt that things weren't as simple as they seemed.

Perhaps Byron and Nick will have a deeper understanding of this.

The carriage sped along, and two days later, Sol arrived outside the city of Mobei.

It arrived a day earlier than the agreed time.

Instead of taking Saul into the city, the coachman turned onto another small road and went uphill until he arrived at a mountain forest.

The mountain forest winds its way up to the mountainside, where a long, narrow, black castle stands.

Blackburg was the agreed-upon location for Thor's trip.

As he entered the forest, Thor saw a sign by the roadside that read, in Common, Norse, and Noah's language, "Blackburg Forest, no ordinary people allowed."

The atmosphere here changed completely after the carriage passed that sign.

The mountain path was narrow, barely wide enough for a horse-drawn carriage to pass.

Looking out the car window at the strangely shaped trees, Thor felt a strange sense of familiarity.

At that moment, the speeding carriage suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Saul pushed open the door and saw the coachman with his face pale and his head hanging down.

No one answered, so Thor looked outside.

Along the forest path ahead, beneath layers of leaves that even sunlight cannot penetrate, there were people huddled on the ground, hugging their knees and bowing their heads.

They were all naked, with their heads buried tightly between their chests and abdomens.

The strangest thing is that those people all had huge, umbrella-like mushroom caps growing on their heads.

When the wind blows, tiny white spores will fly out from under the mushroom cap and fall into the dark woods and among the grass and trees.

Thor covered his mouth and nose with his hand, watching the spores warily.

He began to visualize the human-monster walking image, but nothing in front of him changed; it was still a dark forest and mushroom-like people squatting with their knees drawn up on both sides of the road.

"Not a spirit... No!" Thor immediately ended his meditation, looking at the sky full of white spores, his expression was not good.

He meditated again, and sure enough, during his semi-immersive meditation, he didn't see a single spore!

He had never encountered this situation before. In fact, even under visualization, he could not see some things that were visible to the naked eye. What exactly were those spores?

"Forget about it. There's definitely something wrong with these things. None of a wizard's stuff is safe." Thor patted the driver on the shoulder while keeping a watchful eye on the mushroom-like creatures by the roadside. "Let's slow down and walk over carefully, making sure we don't bump into those mushroom-like creatures."

But the driver did not respond.

Saul patted it twice more before realizing something was wrong.

Looking to the side, he discovered that the person driving his car was actually a curled-up mushroom-like figure.

The mushroom man was looking down, staring in terror at the reins in his hand.

"Damn it!" Thor kicked the mushroom man out of the car.

He snatched the carriage reins, gripped them tightly in his hand, and looked around, but saw no sign of the coachman.

Thor gave the reins a tug, making the horse trot, while he held his breath, carefully watching the mushroom-like figures on either side.

Suddenly, he saw a mushroom-shaped figure squatting by the roadside that looked exactly like the coachman.

Thor grabbed the carriage with one hand and leaned to one side until the carriage passed by the mushroom-man driver. Then he grabbed the driver and lifted him onto the carriage frame.

The driver's eyes were closed, and he appeared to be unconscious.

Thor reached out and checked; he was still breathing. Although a mushroom had grown on his head, his clothes were still neat.

He had no immediate solution to the problem of the mushrooms on the driver's head, so he could only continue onward with his men.

Is Senior Byron here?

If this is a branch of the Wizard's Tower or an allied force, why would they attack his coachman?

Well, the Wizard Tower has also attacked its own people quite a bit.

Thor could only remain vigilant, as transparent termites began to wriggle on his hands again.

As the carriage began to ascend the hill, the Black Castle behind the mountains and forests gradually revealed its true form.

However, at this moment, Saul had to stop the carriage again.

Ahead on the path, there were no more mushroom people on either side, only sparse shrubs and jagged branches reaching up onto the path.

A person was hanging from a branch in the middle of one of the crossroads.

The person's body was limp, and their skin wrinkled from being pulled up.

It was a complete human skin!

Thor reached out and pushed the unconscious mushroom-shaped coachman into the carriage, while he himself watched the human skin warily.

After a while, finding no other danger, they allowed the carriage to continue its journey.

The horses in the Wizard Tower carriage seemed to have seen it all before; even in this eerie and terrifying atmosphere, they only showed slight agitation.

Saul patted the horse's rump again, trying to reassure it.

But he himself was not very calm, his eyes fixed on the human skin.

They approached, became adjacent, and then slowly intersected...

Just as they were about to pass each other, the human skin suddenly swelled up, from head to toe, like a balloon, inflating little by little.

The skin swelled up into the shape of a complete human, then fell off the tree branch with a "thud" and landed steadily on the ground.

He took a step and walked towards Saul...

"Archery!"

Thor raised his hand, and a sharp arrow formed in his palm, flying towards the human skin with a whooshing sound.

A balloon? Let me deflate it a bit more.

Unexpectedly, the human skin suddenly tilted its head and easily dodged the arrow.

At this moment, the skin on the human face finally fully stretched out, the facial features returned to their original positions, and it looked at Thor with a somewhat bewildered expression.

"Um?"

Thor: "...Byron?!"

I'll try my best to update more this weekend.

(End of this chapter)