Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 145 Locator, I have one too.

After being repeatedly outmaneuvered by Thor, Morton finally lost his composure. He grabbed Herman, whom he had just knocked away, and without any regard for the possibility of indigestion, he turned around and ripped Herman's already shaky head off.

Thor was too late to rescue her and could only grab Herman's headless remains and retreat back outside the circle.

"I know who you are." Without chewing, it swallowed directly, staring at Thor, its crocodile-like mouth emitting a greasy voice, "You are the owner of this body."

He grinned maliciously and grabbed the spirits from his body one by one, stuffing them roughly into his mouth.

For a moment, the only people still able to move on the platform were him and Thor!

“I suddenly realized something,” Morton said, his eyes fixed on Thor, “Even if Yora came, she couldn’t resurrect me. So why should I bother trying to maintain my sanity?”

He suddenly threw his head back and let out a long howl, creating a huge suction force from his wide-open mouth.

Countless "snowflakes" swirled into Morton's mouth.

This time, Thor didn't interrupt, but quietly watched from outside the circle.

Morton's giant claws extended again, his tail grew back, and even the missing parts on his body were repaired.

"I don't need reason," Morton stopped, having finally absorbed all the snowflakes, and looked down at Thor. "I only need power! Once I've devoured you, even the sunlight won't stop me!"

Thor looked at Morton and took a few steps back again.

Morton before my eyes had completely transformed into a monster.

His hands hung limply to the ground, each arm thicker than the body of an ordinary person. His original beastly skin was torn apart, revealing not muscles but pairs of eyes of different sizes.

The new tails that grew out of him no longer looked like tails, but rather like pale arms tightly bound together.

The gaping wound in his body, torn apart by the soul, was indeed mended, but what filled the gap was the head he had just swallowed whole!

Some of those heads were wailing, some were roaring, some were crying, and some were silently shedding tears.

The most terrifying thing is that Morton's mouth grew longer and bigger again, even taking over his original head.

If the original Morton had a human face with the mouth of a crocodile, then his head has now completely transformed into a giant mouth, with only a pair of crimson eyes remaining on the upper jaw.

"Now..." The enormous mouth opened, exhaling white breath, "I feel wonderful!"

Morton lifted his foot and stepped out of the center circle.

……

Thor, who had been standing in the magic circle with a ferocious expression, suddenly closed his eyes and fell backward.

Nick, who had been watching Thor closely, immediately looked at Byron nervously, "What do we do next?"

Byron stared at Thor lying on the ground, noticing his chest still heaving. "Wright, can you still fly?"

"Yes, but it's a bit of a stretch."

Byron heard only the first word and immediately pointed at Thor, saying, "Fly over there and look into Thor's eyes. Are they normal?"

Wright smiled wryly, enduring the headache caused by the mental shock, and flew above Thor, carefully prying open his eyelids.

Once he confirmed the situation, he immediately flew back.

"It's still the human eye."

Upon hearing this, Byron immediately told Nick, "Turn off the inductor."

Nick did as instructed.

Just as he turned off the device, he heard Byron ask hesitantly, "Nick, I remember your inductive device can attack spirits attached to people."

"Yes, but this inductor's power is not as high as the one in the laboratory. Its attack effect is limited; it can deal with vengeful spirits, but it can probably only cause minor damage to evil spirits."

"That's enough. Turn it up to the maximum frequency and attack the evil spirits on Thor."

Nick clutched the inductor tightly in his hands.

If they actively attack the evil spirit, and the evil spirit defeats Thor and regains control of the body, it will inevitably discover that everything before was a lie.

They will then be hunted down by even more terrifying and powerful evil spirits.

Byron didn't hear Nick's footsteps; he knew Nick was hesitating.

"Once you turn on the inductor, you and Wright should evacuate immediately."

To everyone's surprise, Wright spoke up, "Forget it, the mountains and plains outside are full of monsters with human heads. Going out in my current state would just be suicide. I might as well stay here and fight to the death. So, if I can survive, I can say that I've made up for my previous mistakes."

Nick finally came over, placed the inductor on the ground, and began to readjust the parameters.

"If neither of you level threes are leaving, then I, a level two, am doomed to die outside too," Nick said sullenly, his face returning to its usual expressionless state.

……

Thor rolled away to avoid the enormous tail formed by countless intertwined arms.

The tail slammed into the ground with a loud bang, and the entire circular platform trembled.

Thor was panting heavily.

Although he doesn't need to breathe in his soul form, he still retains the habits of a human.

The evil spirit swelled again, now able to take a three-meter stride, and its tail grew longer and longer, its attack range almost covering the entire circular platform.

In contrast, the smaller Thor could only rely on his speed to constantly dodge the opponent's attacks.

The two were very different in size, and their strength gradually diverged. If it weren't for the fact that the crazed Morton could only attack on instinct without any skills, Thor would probably have been defeated long ago.

Even now, his battle is becoming increasingly difficult, and even the circular platform beneath his feet is cracking under Morton's attacks.

Thor, who was at a significant disadvantage, was very nervous, but not yet in despair.

"This guy is like a balloon that's been inflated to its limit, ready to burst at any moment." Thor jumped onto Morton's outstretched arm, then quickly flipped off before the other hand could swat at him. "But the balloon's material is as thick as a tire; I haven't been able to break it despite my attacks. Damn it, why can't my hand turn into a knife? Or even a needle would do."

Suddenly, the snowflakes falling from above stopped, and Morton's attack ceased.

He looked up at the sky and let out a low, ambiguous laugh.

Then, even more frequent attacks came crashing down on Thor.

Thor was caught off guard and was swept by the tail, slamming him to the ground.

He endured the excruciating pain of his body breaking apart and quickly rolled to the left, dodging the giant claw that then slammed down.

Suddenly, a warm current surged through Thor's body, while Morton let out a cry of pain.

"Damn it, a bunch of liars! Once I get out of here, I'll rip your heads off and stick them on the burrow worm's ass!"

Morton roared and continued to attack Thor, but the pain from time to time made his movements stiff.

"Chance!"

Thor's eyes lit up, and instead of retreating, he advanced.

He avoided the evil spirit's tail and hands, rolling directly beneath it.

At this moment, Morton's body swelled up like a balloon, looking as if it could burst at any moment.

Thor wanted to find his weakness, so he focused on the cut where his lower body was missing.

Having finally gotten close, Thor immediately clasped his hands together, like a dagger, and thrust them in.

However, the soul is not the body.

When Thor thrust his palms in, it felt as if he had struck a sponge; he could only dent it but could not pierce it.

Morton's hands and tail swept over, and Thor pulled his hands back and quickly dodged.

However, Morton's sharp claws still managed to cut Thor's cheek.

Thor managed to dodge, touched his wound, and seemed to touch his own teeth.

Without a doubt, he must look quite disheveled right now.

"Fighting unarmed is too disadvantageous," Thor muttered, trying to keep his mind stable.

"Regarding the cause of the soul's transformation, I have temporarily ruled out witchcraft and meditation; now only the locator remains."

"Bill and Herman, as some of the most skilled Level 3 apprentices, certainly have different locators than ordinary apprentices. Perhaps, in addition to maintaining mental stability, they can also alter the form of the spiritual body. And the evil spirit was once a Level 2 wizard; what Bill and the others can do, he can naturally do as well."

"If it's a GPS tracker... I have one too!"

Although the diary was not on Thor's shoulder at this moment, he could sense that the diary was always inside him and that the connection between him had never been broken.

Let's see if he can get the diary over here!

Two updates today too.

(End of this chapter)