Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 214 The Mezzanine (Part Two)

Thor didn't dare to move, but his eyes never left those slender, soft, noodle-like arms opposite him.

The fingers on his arm twisted slightly, as if in excitement or twitching.

Gradually, they reached Thor.

Solton immediately tensed up.

Because these arms really touched his spirit, stroking his feet, his hands, his face, over and over again.

Thor wasn't surprised that these white arms could touch him. Judging from their appearance, they weren't ordinary monsters; they were more like vengeful spirits composed of spirits.

These arms once ensnared Ferguson, a third-level wizard apprentice, and their terrifying strength rivals that of a full-fledged wizard.

Thor is currently in a spirit state, without magic or sorcery to rely on. The mental power he just used to tear apart the crying face may not be enough to cut through these "noodles" in front of him.

He planned to wait until the arms disappeared before looking for a way to enter the warehouse.

But the more these grotesque arms touched him, the more enthusiastic they became, and they clung to him and refused to leave. Even the arms and fingers that had touched him in the wrong direction came over and wrapped themselves around Thor, almost turning him into a mummy.

Moreover, as time went on, a cold, tingling numbness began to spread down his skin, gradually penetrating his bones and internal organs.

Thor could only be thankful that he was currently in a soul state, where there was no such thing as skin and bones; otherwise, his body would have been severely damaged and he would not have been able to maintain a still state.

Saul endured the discomfort, waiting for the arm to recede and the door to close, but what he encountered first was the diary flying right in front of him.

The hardcover book unfolded, its white pages rustling as they turned, revealing a new page.

[May 12th, 316th year of the lunar calendar]

You who don't sleep well,

They encountered others who were equally restless.

At first, it was just a cautious probe.

But greed gradually overcame reason.

Perhaps there was no reason to begin with.

They pulled you along.

We cordially invite you to join the midnight revelry!

After tonight,

I hope your body remains in this world.

It can be discovered before it rots!

Thor's eyes widened suddenly.

Reminded by the diary, he realized that the arms that were touching him were beginning to tentatively pull him toward the door.

"Greed has overcome reason! They're going to disregard the rules and drag me inside?"

Having long been accustomed to the diary's style of speaking, Saul instantly extracted truly useful information from it.

He no longer cared about the rules his mentor had told him and immediately began to struggle.

He kept tearing at the arms and fingers wrapped around his body.

If something keeps pestering you, just tear it off!

Sure enough, the arms hadn't yet made up their minds to pull Thor inside. Thor struggled fiercely and immediately broke free from most of the arms surrounding him.

He broke free and turned to run away.

But his act of fleeing instantly spurred those arms that were still hesitating.

Greed momentarily overwhelmed fear!

The arms gradually swelled and thickened, and the five fingers became strong and powerful.

The corridor was instantly filled with countless white arms, and the skin rubbed together in a sticky, rough sound.

An arm that was still resting on Thor's face suddenly swelled up, its fingers twisting and gripping Thor's face, blocking his view, as if trying to keep him there.

As Thor floated, he forcefully tore at the fingers on his face.

However, the other person was very strong. Although they couldn't stop Thor from running away, they clung to him tightly and refused to get off.

Thor's escape speed was slowed down by the arm, and he no longer cared about being cautious. He grabbed the other's fingers with both hands and even used his teeth to bite them hard.

He vaguely heard a scream.

The fingers that were covering his face retreated instantly, snapping back like a broken rubber band and disappearing into the gaps between the other huge arms.

Only then could Thor continue to accelerate.

But the friction sound behind him grew closer and closer, and he couldn't help but turn around, only to see several fingers about to touch his back.

The diary was still lying open on his chest, meaning he had not yet escaped the life-or-death crisis.

Thor gritted his teeth, wanting to continue accelerating, when he suddenly heard a "crunch" in his mouth and realized that he had just bitten off a piece of flesh from the arm covering his face.

"Pah!" He spat out the chunk of meat of unknown composition, yelling at the approaching arm as he ran, "If you fucking follow me again, I'll bite you all to death!"

Surprisingly, this casual threat actually had some effect.

The arm closest to him stopped instinctively.

But that was about all it did; the other arms continued to surge and extend wildly, trying to pull Thor back into the deep darkness.

Thor's ankle was hooked by a finger again, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"This won't do!" He quickly adjusted his center of gravity. "I have no magic right now and can't cast spells. If I really stop and try to tear it apart with my hands and teeth, I'll definitely get entangled and taken back in the end."

Wizard apprentices have weak mental strength and few means of attack. The only time Thor used his spirit form in battle was with the help of the consciousness platform that Byron built for him.

Then, I added brick-moving to my bare hands.

"We can't stop, or we'll definitely be taken back. I remember that spiritual entities also have ways to attack, but wizard apprentices basically can't access them..."

The image of Victor using the harp to control people's minds flashed through Thor's mind.

"Victor doesn't have any magical fluctuations, so when he plays the harp, he doesn't arouse suspicion in others. This is also the premise for his ability to control others covertly."

After all, a mental entity with defensive awareness and a relaxed mental entity are two completely different forms.

Even if Victor is a second-tier wizard, it would be very difficult for him to control the minds of so many people at the same time.

That would violate the basic knowledge Thor had learned in the Wizard's Tower.

The fingers behind him were getting closer and closer, and Thor felt something trying to touch his back more than once.

"Let's take a gamble!"

With no new clues in the diary, Thor made up his mind and immediately began to circulate his mental energy.

This time, however, he had no magic to power his sorcery, but Thor still didn't stop. He was using his mental power instead!

As his mental energy began to move like magic, he felt as if he had become a twisted vortex, constantly changing shape with the operation of his mental energy.

This always left him disoriented and unable to stay focused. But whenever he was about to forget what he was doing, he would glance down at his diary.

My mind instantly returned to normal!

Finally, a simple magical model was constructed within the spirit body, and spiritual power flowed within it.

It's now!

Thor's head instantly turned 180 degrees, and like a real evil spirit, he stared wide-eyed at the arms that were so close at hand!

Tier 0 sorcery, the Despairing Gaze!

Swish!

It was as if someone had pressed the pause button; all the twisted arms instantly stopped moving and stood stiffly in place.

Thor didn't continue to admire the shock effect of his risking his life; the two quickly straightened their heads and continued running.

His choice was correct, because three seconds later, those frozen arms began to grow wildly again in a fit of rage!

Thor felt his mental energy was greatly depleted, and he didn't know if he had the strength to launch another attack.

The next second, he suddenly entered a brightly lit area.

Immediately after he entered the light, his pale arms began to smoke, and they all recoiled as if they had been branded with a hot iron.

At the same time, the diary finally came to an end and floated back to Thor's left shoulder.

"Ah..." Thor's entire spirit body was almost exhausted. He slowly fell back to the ground and muttered to himself, "...I survived."

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