Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 132 Nobody Can Escape

However, Hermann's brilliant idea was cut short when the shelling behind him suddenly stopped.

"What's going on?" he turned around angrily. "Who stopped the attack without permission?"

The shells are definitely not exhausted.

Hermann was furious; this was a challenge to his authority!

But no one knew what had happened. A deathly silence fell over the three-masted sailing ship.

"Send someone to check..."

Herman was only halfway through his sentence when he saw someone running towards them. The person's mouth was wide open, and their face was contorted with terror.

Hermann, accompanied by a third-level apprentice, went to meet them.

He shouted, "Why did you stop shelling?"

But the person on the other end didn't answer his question. Facing Hermann, they screamed in despair, "Gone! Gone! All gone!"

"What?" Herman was extremely anxious. Time was of the essence, and he couldn't let those people from the Wizard Tower escape.

But the visitor still did not answer Hermann's question, only waving his arms and repeating the same sentence.

"It's gone, my body...it's gone!!!"

"Wake up!" Hermann's apprentice rushed over, intending to slap the man.

But as he ran up to the person who was having an emotional breakdown, the person's head suddenly fell off!

At the same time, his body gradually disappeared, until only his two feet remained.

His head fell off at that moment and landed right on his two bloodied and mangled ankles!

The third-level apprentice stopped abruptly upon seeing the scene before him.

His eyes widened suddenly, almost splitting open at the corners.

He reached out, his hand trembling, pointing to his companion who, despite having only a head and two feet remaining, was still running forward.

"People...people..."

Before he could utter the last two words, Herman suddenly appeared and covered his mouth.

"Shut up!" Herman looked away, avoiding the monster on the ground. "You didn't see anything!"

The apprentice, whose mouth had been covered by Herman, finally realized what was happening and looked at Herman gratefully.

Even though he knew Hermann's actions were not intended to save him.

The human-headed monsters will attack anyone they make eye contact with.

A small number of headless monsters can be dealt with, but a large number of them can devour a person's body in an instant.

Turn people into their own kind.

Herman glanced back at the center of the valley with a grim expression. Since the shelling had ceased, he could no longer find any trace of the people from the Wizard's Tower.

Unwilling to let them go so easily, Herman also did not want anyone to return alive and invite retaliation from the Wizard Tower.

"If there aren't too many headless monsters, I should be able to hold them off..."

With this thought in mind, Hermann cautiously turned his head back, but at the very moment he turned back, he stiffly turned his head back again.

"Damn it..." Even the usually arrogant Hermann couldn't help but curse.

Behind them, including on the three-masted sailing ship they brought, were densely packed with headless monsters.

When Herman turned around, many of the headless monsters were still staring at him eagerly, hoping he would see them.

"ah!!!"

One of the apprentices screamed as his head fell to the ground, transforming him into a new headless monster.

Even Hermann's expression changed.

He knew that even if he could control his own emotions, he couldn't guarantee that those around him would remain calm.

However, if those around him give themselves away, the headless monster might start a massacre without any regard for the truth.

"Everyone!" Herman shouted, drawing the attention of the others. "Come with me and drag those guys out!"

Despite their reluctance, they still approached the bottom of the valley, surrounded by an endless horde of headless monsters.

At this point, Herman no longer cared about wiping out everyone in the Wizard Tower; he only wanted to escape the siege of the countless human-headed monsters that roamed the mountains.

On the other hand, the people in the Wizard Tower weren't having an easy time either.

Bill nearly stepped on a head.

Just as he was about to make a move, he saw countless human-headed monsters falling from the cliff face on one side like rain.

Without saying a word, Bill turned around and ran back.

Wright, who was behind him, also saw the heads scattered all over the ground and almost cried out in shock.

Wright quickly turned around and followed Bill, unable to resist sending a telepathic message.

"How come there are these things on the outskirts of Chui Shou Valley?"

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"

Bill felt a strong sense of unease.

How could a wizard-level evil spirit and these human-headed monsters suddenly appear on the outskirts of Chui Shou Valley, a place where even third-level apprentices could roam freely?

Moreover, these people who travel by land and boat dare to attack them time and time again. Do these guys want to start a war with the Wizard Tower?

Bill, who had already used up a lot of his magic power, cursed viciously in his heart.

With plans constantly changing, all he wanted to do now was return to the Wizard's Tower as soon as possible to report the situation.

But the prerequisite is to survive.

……

Thor felt as if he had returned to the Wizard's Tower, back to a certain day in the past.

He opened his eyes and saw that he was standing in the third morgue.

Before me lay a cluttered lab bench, filled with crucibles, notebooks, chemicals, plastic bones…

Thor looked down and saw his own hands.

His left hand was light gray and translucent, while his right hand was still a normal human hand.

He remembered.

On this day, Thor had just reshaped his left hand and successfully purified Lingzhi for the first time.

Because this experiment was quite complex and involved drawing a magic circle to resist the electric field, Thor's mind was inevitably affected, and he didn't leave the morgue until almost eight o'clock.

Realizing it was getting late, Saul tidied up the table, grabbed his backpack, and rushed out of the morgue.

Just then, the giant man responsible for cleaning the morgue brushed past him, and the two almost got stuck in the doorway.

Having worked in the morgue for over a year, this wasn't the first time Thor had rushed to West Tower right before the deadline.

Occasionally, he would encounter strange phenomena at night, but having learned quite a few level 0 sorceries, Thor was no longer the boy who was completely powerless to protect himself.

Although his magic power is worrisome, as long as he uses his magic efficiently, Thor is still a formidable figure among first-level apprentices.

Because he knows the most.

At eight o'clock, the East Tower was no longer a place full of deadly traps for Thor.

As long as he's careful...

But today, as soon as he reached the third floor, he instantly felt a viscous, jelly-like wind sweeping towards him.

The wind swallowed Thor the moment it touched him, and Thor immediately had the illusion of being cleansed from the inside out.

Yu Guangzhong sensed something moving. He turned his head and discovered that his shadow on the ground, along with other shadows, had scattered into small black dots. They jumped up from the ground and then disappeared into the cracks in the rocks in a panic.

Thor blinked, slowly turned his head, and unsurprisingly saw the tower master Gorsa, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, above the slope.

The other person was still covered in pink bandages, with only a pair of silver eyes visible.

Thor's frequency of seeing his mentor, Katz, depends mainly on the latter's mood, while his chances of seeing the Tower Master depend mainly on chance.

"Lord Tower Master." He immediately bowed respectfully.

Thor is no longer so afraid of the Tower Master, but he is still nervous.

Gorsa tiptoed down the stairs, swaying unsteadily.

His eyes were curved, and his voice was as gentle as ever.

"Long time no see, Thor. Have time to chat?"

(End of this chapter)