Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 232 The Story of the Elves

The entire clan was contaminated at the same time?

Thor suddenly felt a chill, as if goosebumps rose all over his body.

But that's impossible; his skin has been modified to be tough and dull, so it's impossible for him to get goosebumps.

"Do all the elves live together? Didn't any of them escape?"

"That's the scary part," Gorsa said solemnly. "Although elves like to live in groups, their territories are scattered across various continents, and some even roam the world. Moreover, the elven race is divided into sun elves, night elves, and water elves from the ocean."

"But regardless of their type, whether they were hunting among their tribes, trading with wizards, or fighting against the dwarves... they all vanished simultaneously, in an instant!"

The entire clan, regardless of spatial distance or blood ties, simply vanished?

Saul felt goosebumps had spread to his cerebral cortex.

What kind of power, what level, is this? How can it target so many beings simultaneously, leaving no one alive?

What if one day, this power chooses humanity again?

The more I think about it, the more afraid I become.

He clenched his fists, afraid that the trembling of his hands would be too obvious.

"What if...what if...what if one day this force chooses...a person?" Thor uttered the question hesitantly.

The powerful elf race, whose spiritual strength rivaled that of a formal wizard even in their childhood, disappeared without warning.

This made Thor worry about his own future and that of the wizarding world.

Will they one day also be collectively contaminated and then disappear?

Just like the find and replace function in a document, select all and replace!

There were no warning signs, no means of resistance, and no one even knew why.

This utterly irresistible force even made Thor doubt his own efforts all along.

does it worth?

That kind of desperate, life-or-death struggle?

does it worth?

Sleeping only once or twice a month in natural sleep, and then spending all your time studying, researching, and adventuring?

does it worth?

To become stronger, one is willing to change both their body and soul?

does it worth?

Could it be that on its next journey in search of knowledge, it will be completely reduced to an unknown beast?

Thor let out a long breath.

He felt a profound sense of powerlessness and insignificance, and his spine involuntarily bent.

Gorsa sat opposite Thor, quietly watching him.

He knew Saul was going through a fierce internal struggle, but he didn't interfere.

The disappearance of the elves is indeed chilling to think about.

But what's even more terrifying is that the disappearance of the elves is just one of the world's greatest horrors.

If Thor can't get through this on his own, even if he temporarily appeases Thor with words, a deep-seated psychological problem will be planted in Thor's mind, and it's unknown when it will erupt again.

When that time comes, Gorza... won't save him.

Cognitive issues are difficult to change.

At this moment, Thor exhaled again and bent down to bury his face in his palms.

At this moment, he didn't want to see anyone or anything.

Because no matter what he sees, all he can think of is the helplessness that everything will eventually disappear.

But sometimes the human brain works like this: the more you don't want to see something, the more likely those related images will appear in your mind.

In the darkness, he saw the dead Sid and Brown, his mentor Rum hiding himself in the shadows, Angela crying with her knees drawn up, who could turn her servants into dead flowers in the blink of an eye, Nick who always suppressed his emotional fluctuations but occasionally broke down crying and laughing, Byron who repeatedly emphasized equivalent exchange but came back to save him in times of crisis, the proud yet straightforward little genius Clare, and the sexy, mysterious, powerful, and terrifying Consa…

He watched as these figures struggling in the wizarding world gradually turned into blank areas, with nothing left to prove their existence.

Finally, Thor thought of himself, and of his past life.

I thought of myself, exhausted every day, going to work and coming home at night, seemingly fulfilled, yet it felt like nothing had changed!

Thor's shoulders began to tremble, and muffled sobs escaped from between his fingers.

Gorsar narrowed his eyes as he looked at Thor. His fingertips twitched, as if he hesitated, wondering whether he should intervene if Thor truly broke down.

To save lives, or to kill.

Just as Gorsa hesitated, Thor suddenly sat up straight, put his hands down, and instead of tears, he was smiling.

"I'm sorry, sir. I got a little stuck on one point just now, but I'm fine now. Please continue."

Thor had a relaxed smile on his face, showing no sign of the near collapse he had just experienced.

He was indeed terrified by that powerful, incomparable, mysterious, and terrifying force.

But then I thought, in his peaceful past life, could his life have been guaranteed?

Sometimes, one second they're laughing and joking, and the next they're tragically passing away due to an accident, illness, or natural disaster.

Like unknown dangers, probability is something that is uncontrollable.

If he were truly preoccupied with the mere probability of death for all of humanity, he wouldn't even need to wait until he time-traveled to go to the rooftop.

"Not bad." Gorsa's silver eyes narrowed, as if he were smiling, or perhaps scrutinizing her.

He continued, "The reason we say the elves were corrupted is because after their disappearance, all the items made by the elves underwent a mutation. Many people who possessed elf items reported being trapped in some kind of illusion, especially when activating their spiritual bodies, they were more likely to fall into illusions. And the higher the level of the elf item, the more dangerous it is."

"Some kind of illusion?" The more Thor listened, the more it sounded like Kismet's ability.

However, the tower master denied that Kismet was an elf... But Kismet may not be an elf, or he may be related to elves.

"Those who have used elven products will hear a vague sound, and some even say they have seen elven beings in their lives. However, apart from themselves, no one else can detect any trace of elven beings, whether with the naked eye or with their spiritual power."

"Moreover, the degree of this influence will increase with the depth of use, and may even make them unable to distinguish which side is reality. And the vast majority of people will be completely corrupted because of their firm belief in the existence of elves."

"After a third-tier wizard was corrupted and went berserk, slaughtering two small countries, the wizarding world launched a call to clean up elven artifacts. But as you know..." Gorsa suddenly raised his hand, and a material on the shelf automatically flew towards the two of them.

Thor turned to look and was shocked to find that it was the Elven Whisper that Kongsa had once secretly used.

"The more forbidden something is, the more alluring it becomes," Gorsa said softly. "Whether it's the power of the elves or the mysterious force that caused their sudden disappearance, both are things that wizards yearn for."

Gorsa twirled the bottle in his hand with his long, slender fingers, but the liquid inside remained completely still.

However, the branches inside have changed somewhat.

As Gorsa's fingers turned, the two remaining tender green leaves on the branch began to slowly turn yellow. The edges of the leaves even turned from yellow to brown, and began to dry and become brittle.

When Gorsa stops turning, the once vibrant branches will soon wither.

"Have you used or mental power to contact the whispers of the elves?"

Thor opened his mouth, then nodded silently.

Gorsa wasn't angry. He had never been one to follow rules, otherwise he wouldn't have left his family and appeared alone on the western continent.

"In the second warehouse, there's only this one item related to elves. You see, although it's trying to disguise itself, it's actually running out of energy and about to perish. You just underwent a transformation of your body, which has had a huge impact on your spiritual body. It's also the moment when your soul is most vulnerable and most easily exposed. So rather than saying that you saw elves because you were influenced by Kismet, it's more accurate to say that you paid the price for using elf items without permission."

After Gorsa finished speaking, he handed the bottle to Saul.

The moment Saul took the bottle, he suddenly heard the sound again.

"I'm going to die."

Thor looked up in surprise, about to say something, but was interrupted by Gorsa, "Don't tell anyone what you saw or heard. That will only make you more certain that you have indeed formed a connection with the elves. And the most terrifying thing is a conscious admission."

"...Because, no one but yourself can convince yourself," Gorza emphasized.

Thor quickly shut his mouth and looked down at the elf in his hand, whispering something.

In just a few seconds, the leaves inside turned yellow again.

One of the pieces, under the joint gaze of Thor and Gorsa, floated down into the solution below and instantly dissolved and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)