Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 200: Luring Insects into the House

The antidote has been prepared.

The diary contains no objections.

Saul gripped the glass bottle tightly in his hand.

He paid a heavy price for this medicine.

The black pages representing Bill's consciousness were completely pulverized and disappeared after the experiment was completed.

In the final moments, Bill, unaware of Saul's identity, thanked Saul in faint, fine white handwriting.

It's been a long time since I've been so focused on my research. Perhaps... after advancing to the third-level apprentice, I inadvertently lost my true self... I... will never be as good as my brother... even if I'm willing to be used by others for it...

After writing those words, the black pages shattered into dust and disappeared into the air.

Saul knew that Bill had an older brother named Billy.

Ferguson, who once wanted Saul to steal candles to threaten him, had mentioned this man.

But Billy never showed up to cause trouble for Saul, as if he didn't have a brother at all.

Indifferent, but this also saved Saul one less problem.

But at this moment, seeing Bill mention his brother in his last moments before disappearing, Thor felt a mix of emotions.

In this wizarding world, reason always trumps emotion, and kinship is an equivalent that can be exchanged at any time.

Saul's hands were stained with blood, but he believed he still had humanity.

Besides the warm memories from his past life that sustained him, it was the friends he had here that kept him from despair.

The bookish Cleo, the fair and upright Byron... and perhaps others in the future.

Saul collected his thoughts and turned to the heavy-eyed butler, asking, "The potion is ready. Now we need to lure Ralph over. Do you have any suggestions?"

"You can use me as bait," Hunter said without hesitation. "My brain contains a potion given to me by Victor, which my master secretly stored away for research. And my master, after getting lost, is obsessed with the smell of this potion. As long as you open the basement door, I can crush the potion bottle. As long as my master is still in the castle, he will definitely follow the scent here."

"Could the 'holy oil' that Victor gave me before be a distorted version of Ralph's potion?" Thor wondered to himself.

"Okay, I..."

Thor had just finished speaking when he suddenly stopped.

Because when he was planning his scheme, the diary suddenly appeared, giving him a veto.

According to the diary, Saul lured Ralph over as he had planned, and while Ralph was distracted by the butler, he sprinkled the antidote on him.

However, even though Ralph's skin began to dissolve rapidly, he still had the power to kill Thor before he perished.

The ending was that Thor and Ralph died together.

"The drug has a very long lethal effect time!"

After several simulations failed to buy enough time for Ralph to die, Saul finally understood.

Is Hunter unaware of such a long effective period, or is he deliberately omitting it?

This butler, Hunter, probably never intended for Saul to leave the castle alive.

The wool that seems to be gradually being used up is all to make Thor willingly submit to his will.

If it weren't for the diary reminding him, Thor might still be smugly pleased with himself for uncovering the Bloodthorn family's biggest secret.

However, he did not immediately show any wariness on his face. Instead, he began to draw a magic circle on the ground as planned.

This magic circle isn't difficult; even a wandering first-level wizard apprentice could complete it, so Thor would have no problem with it.

"Alright." Thor turned around and took Hunter's head out of the cubicle, placing it in the very center of the magic circle.

"What is this?" Hunter stared at the magic circle on the ground, somewhat bewildered.

"A binding array can trap you and Ralph here," Thor said casually.

Hunter is not a wizard after all; at best, he is a magical tool with his own thoughts. Although he has seen a lot, he still cannot grasp the core of knowledge.

He lowered his heavy eyelids, seemingly lost in thought.

After Thor put down Hunter's head, he moved outside the magic circle.

"Little Algae," Thor whispered, "could you put this potion into the mouth of that giant worm?"

Black tentacles emerged, their tips splitting open, and a long black tongue snatched the crystal bottle from Thor's hand, hiding it in its mouth.

Thor trusted Little Algae quite a bit.

This little guy, who actively parasitizes himself, has consistently performed exceptionally well.

Of course, it's also because the diary didn't deny Xiaozao's loyalty.

Although the diary did not deny Xiaozao, it did deny Saul's plan.

[May 20th, 316th year of the lunar calendar]

You have a good friend.

It can help you complete many dangerous tasks.

But even if you plan to defeat the enemy from within...

They also underestimated the opponent's resilience.

All are subcutaneous tissue.

Buttocks can be turned into faces

Who is more vulnerable than whom?

You were still eaten.

The body was sealed in wax within melted grease.

maybe one day,

It will be displayed in someone's collection.

This serves as a warning and lesson for future generations.

"Can't we break through from within? The solution still requires buying enough time," Thor pondered.

"Hant, does this laboratory have any other exits?"

"No, sir... This is the master's most important and secret place... To strengthen its defenses..."

Before Hunter could finish speaking, Saul already understood.

For defense purposes, the fewer the number of entrances and exits, the better.

"Then I must escape from the basement immediately after throwing out the antidote. The diary has confirmed that I can use the basement's seal to trap Ralph inside. If Ralph isn't completely dead before the door fails, I can give up capturing the spirit and escape from here beforehand."

Saul made a specific decision, and when he looked at the diary again, the diary tacitly approved of his choice.

Thor smiled.

However, at that moment, the butler who had been staring at Thor suddenly opened his mouth, revealing a small, transparent bottle between his teeth.

Thor immediately noticed his movement. "Is that 'Holy Oil'?"

"Yes, sir, my...time is running out..."

Saul took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling. "I understand. When I get to the door and open it, you bite the bottle off your mouth."

Hunter blinked.

Thor took a few steps to the steps made of the girl's arms, opened the door, and then jumped down, holding hands with a girl, hanging in mid-air, in the blind spot of the basement entrance.

Almost simultaneously, Hunter bit open the bottle in his mouth, and the door above Thor's head also sprang open, completely revealing the one-meter square passage.

Thor didn't smell anything, but he seemed to hear the sound of skin rubbing against the ground, with a slight slipping sound.

"Ralph's here." Thor, focused and holding his breath, waited intently. "There's no other footsteps. Victor might have already left... better yet, dead!"

Very fast, incredibly fast!

Through the gap in the arms above his head, Thor saw a huge, white, swollen face appear at the entrance.

This face is bigger than the entrance, stuck in the passage, protruding as a square meaty bun.

But after the other person twitched their nostrils twice, they started burrowing down without a care.

"Chirp chirp chirp..."

An annoying scraping sound rang out, and Saul regretted curing his ears as soon as he came in.

Under the relentless squeezing of the human-faced worm, the passageway transformed into a noodle machine.

A square strip of meat slowly squeezed in, drooping onto the steps formed by arms, and because of its large size, it rolled down the side without walls.

Drawn to the potion, Ralph paid no attention to Thor hanging on the stairs and went straight for Hunter's head.

He slammed his head to the ground and sucked Hunter's entire head into his body through his nostrils.

Thor saw that Hunter on the ground showed no fear, looking at his former master with both sorrow and relief in his eyes.

But in the last moment before being swallowed up, Hunter looked at Thor, his eyes revealing a sinister glint that had been hidden for a long time.

Thor's heart tightened, and Little Algae immediately launched an attack.

The black tentacles flew toward the enormous creature on the ground at an extremely fast speed, but the human-faced worm seemed to sense something and suddenly stretched out countless human hands from its white fat.

Those arms were of varying lengths, some dark, some light, some women, some burly men…

It seems that these are the people who have been swallowed up during this period.

These arms waved and grasped in the void, trying to grab the approaching black tentacles.

This prevented the small algae containing the antidote from getting close for a while.

(End of this chapter)