Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 119 A Chance Encounter with a Level 3 Apprentice

Although his eyes had been inexplicably invaded by a cocoon, Thor wasn't too panicked at the moment.

Penny, an ordinary little girl, wore this cocoon for three or four years without any problems, so he, a wizard apprentice, would be even less afraid.

Besides, as long as the diary doesn't get involved, things aren't too troublesome.

The only problem is that he can't ask Byron for help now, since he can't explain the origin of the cocoon.

If it weren't for the diary's clue, he would never have discovered the cocoon.

He can only put this in the open after a period of time.

The experiment on the Nightmare Cocoon has been forced into the second option, but we can only continue the research after returning to the tower.

Thor relaxed slightly, leaning against the car window. "Where are we going?"

"There's a ravine around here. It's a bit deeper than the original location, but it shouldn't be too dangerous for us," Nick said from behind the sensor.

"Could they be there too?" Thor was a little worried; their trip hadn't gone smoothly from the start.

"Probably not," Byron said in a low voice. "I've thought about it, and the reason those things appeared at the entrance to Drift Valley is most likely due to a rare tidal storm."

Knowing that Saul was unfamiliar with these things, Byron explained them to him in detail.

The Valley of the Fallen is the burial place of thousands of wizards, and is therefore divided into two worlds: the above-ground and the underground.

The underground world, due to the rescues, escapes, and subsequent excavations, has become a complex network of tunnels.

Deep within the cave, dangerous monsters like the Headless Monster may appear.

They generally don't come out because the outside world is too stable for them and not conducive to their existence.

However, occasionally, several storms will surge out from underground in unpredictable ways.

Some monsters would temporarily run with the storms to other tunnels, or even crawl to the surface.

In such situations, people usually evacuate as quickly as possible; once they leave the area affected by the storm, they are much safer.

Tidal storms are a low-probability event, so the outer area of ​​Handle Valley is considered a safe zone for wizard apprentices.

None of the three had any intention of leaving. After all, if they were to leave over such a small danger, they wouldn't be able to become wizards.

After passing a pile of boulders scattered on the ground, some three or four meters high, Byron suddenly stopped the wood spider.

Have we arrived at our destination?

When Thor saw Byron leave the wood spider, he jumped down after him.

As soon as he landed, he discovered that there were several people in front of him.

There should be two groups of people.

One group of four was fighting against the people opposite them.

But after a couple of glances, Thor realized it was a one-sided massacre, and that the four of them were being brutally killed by one person on the other side.

On the other side, there were two people. One of them, with long purple hair, was playfully slaughtering the four people opposite him. The other person was sitting on a large rock nearby, looking listless and pale.

At this point, the four people who were being suppressed began to suffer casualties. Two of them fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and their skin began to melt away.

The pale-faced wizard opposite them suddenly noticed Thor and his companions. He leaped from the rock and flew towards them.

Thor immediately activated his spiritual form, preparing for battle.

But he soon realized that Byron wasn't in combat mode. Nick, on the other hand, looked a little nervous—though his face remained expressionless.

The pale-faced wizard landed in front of Byron and suddenly smiled and greeted him.

"Hey, Byron, long time no see!"

Byron nodded. "Yes."

"You're still so aloof, haha." The pale wizard seemed to be in a good mood, and greeted Nick, "Nick, it's rare to see you out."

Nick bowed respectfully, "Senior Wright."

The pale wizard named Wright faced Thor last, still smiling. "Little fellow, I haven't seen you before. Are you a newly promoted level two?"

Thor followed Nick's bow and said, "Hello, Senior Wright. I recently became a Level 2."

Wright chuckled, "Looks quite young. These newcomers are really impressive. Maybe one of them will become a full-fledged wizard before us old folks."

Although Wright called himself an old man, he didn't look old at all, and was even much younger than Byron, only in his early twenties.

If a wizard apprentice modifies himself, he may slow down the aging process, and his true age cannot be deduced from his appearance.

If one becomes a formal wizard, their lifespan will increase significantly, so the wizarding world cannot rely on appearance to infer age and strength.

While they were talking, the purple-haired wizard apprentice had already killed the four people opposite him.

He opened his mouth towards the corpses, and a plume of purple smoke billowed from his mouth, enveloping the four bodies.

After a while, the smoke went back into the purple-haired man's mouth, and the corpse on the ground disappeared, leaving only a pile of clothes.

The purple-haired man stepped forward to pick through the spoils of war.

Byron stared at the clothes for a few moments, then suddenly spoke up, "Are they people who travel by land-based boats?"

Wright quickly raised his hands to show his innocence. "It wasn't me. Those guys saw there were only two of us and ambushed us. You know Bill's personality; he always kills enemies on the spot. I couldn't stop him."

Byron frowned. "People who travel by land often move in groups. Isn't he afraid of killing a few and attracting a whole bunch of enemies?"

Wright wasn't nervous at all, and laughed it off, saying, "It's alright. If they come looking for us, we can just push Bill out."

At this moment, Bill, the purple-haired man, finished dealing with his spoils, put his hands in his pockets, and strolled over.

"Byron? Handle Valley is bustling today. Everyone's here to collect treasures. But why did you bring two level two hindrances with you?"

Byron saw Bill and a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes.

He knew that the people who sailed on land dared to launch a sneak attack because Bill and his men were deliberately pretending to be weak.

Land-based boats are considered a relatively large wizarding organization. Their high-level combat strength is not as strong as that of the Wizard Tower, so they generally avoid conflict when encountering apprentices from the Wizard Tower.

So it's highly likely that Bill concealed his identity, deliberately luring the opponent into making a move before turning the tables. The man is already dead, so Byron can't say anything; he can only hope it won't cause any further trouble.

"We're not here to search for treasure. But this place isn't suitable for you either, is it?" Byron said casually.

"Heh, short on cash, just happened to come with Wright to scavenge some corpses." Bill shrugged, then suddenly turned to Nick and said, "Hey Nick, what are you doing here? I remember you got a letter from Instructor Rum, planning to go to Sailport Town for a stroll, right? How did it go? Did you secretly steal any Sailfruit? By the time I go to collect my tribute next month, will there not be a single one left?"

Is Bill the one who goes to Sailtown every year to collect Sailfruit?

Thor's heart skipped a beat.

Did he know all these years that Mosailtown was making deals with the barbarians?

Before Shelly died, he said that Wizard Tower had never helped Sailtown. Was he referring to Bill?

Nick lowered his head slightly, looking somewhat nervous.

"Senior, you don't need to go next month. Mofan Town was attacked by barbarians, and the Mofan Fruit fields were destroyed."

Bill raised an eyebrow. "Those wandering wizard apprentices outside are getting more and more useless. They actually got ambushed by a bunch of barbarians?"

He smiled again, "But this is good too, it saves me the trouble of making a trip every year."

Bill put an arm around Nick's shoulder. "But then you won't get the Sound-Grinding Fruit, right? Sigh, if you ask me, you have to control your emotions yourself; you can't rely on potions."

Nick was so bent over that his back was bent, but he could only agree repeatedly.

"Since there's nothing else, let's continue." Byron pulled Nick away from the others.

Wright pressed on curiously, "You're with two level-two apprentices, why are you going further inside?"

Byron confessed, "Thor saw a lot of head monsters at the entrance. I suspect there's a tidal storm there. It's safer inside."

"A headless monster?" Wright's face also turned serious. "Every time a headless monster appears, someone mysteriously disappears. I hope it won't be us this time."

But Bill's attention was elsewhere.

He turned his head, walked past Nick and Byron, and saw Thor, who had been standing quietly at the back.

"So you're Thor." Bill's eyes narrowed, exuding a dangerous aura. "I've heard a lot about you; you're quite the impressive junior."

Who is it that often mentions him to Bill?

(End of this chapter)