Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 257 Seam

Thor didn't know how Gorza had divided the souls of so many people.

Although he could collect people's consciousness and soul energy through the diary, he was only responsible for the operation and did not understand the underlying principles at all.

Moreover, judging from Morton's behavior, he didn't seem to be in pain, as evidenced by his diary entries.

At least they don't cry for help, they are conscious, and they can communicate.

From this perspective, the diary's methods are far superior to those of the tower master.

Seeing the horde of corpses soothed by the red candle, Thor finally felt relieved.

But he later realized that he probably couldn't build a platform for awareness in the warehouse in the future.

What if he stays on the discussion platform a little longer next time? Will these corpses become restless and pounce on him?

At that time, will Red Candle still be able to calm the erupting horde of zombies?

Once the red candles had burned out, the horde of corpses returned to their original positions, the crisis was over, and Thor continued to clean up the things on the ground.

"Next, I need to find some time to go to Mofan Town. The secret behind the Mofan Fruit is a bit sensitive, so I'll try to avoid other people as much as possible."

Thor shook his head again. "We still need to bring a driver. I can't drive, and most importantly, I don't know the way."

Suddenly, a person came to Saul's mind: a coachman with a white mushroom growing on his head.

"Once I solidify the Spirit Armor Technique into my spiritual body... I'll go to Mofan Town."

However, by the time Thor left the Wizard's Tower and embarked on his journey, a month had already passed.

He was supposed to leave half a month ago, but the day before he was to leave the tower, he suddenly discovered that the seed of evil he had planted had borne red fruit overnight.

According to the nurturing method taught to him by Kujin, this means that the curse has matured.

By simply peeling the fruit and activating it with magic and heart's blood, one can obtain a controllable spell.

This is the advantage of using the seed of evil to hatch a spell: it's less dangerous, but the chance of obtaining a powerful spell is also reduced.

However, since the Seed of Evil before him was described in the diary as "a glimpse into a new world," Thor naturally had to postpone his trip.

But after spending several days catalyzing the fruit, he obtained something... strange from it.

It's so strange that even the diary only has one sentence of explanation.

[October 11, 316th year of the lunar calendar, sunny]

This is a crack.

You can hide inside and secretly observe the outside;

You can also lie on the outside and secretly observe what's inside.

Actually, there's no need for the diary to explain it, because through Thor's mental marking, the curse also transmits some vague information to Thor at the moment of its birth.

Curses are different from witchcraft; they are a more dangerous way of circulating energy.

Although the safety of a curse nurtured by a seed of evil will be greatly enhanced.

However, if its master engages in extreme behavior or violates the rules of the curse, it will suffer a backlash.

The message this spell conveyed to Thor was: Seam—a defensive spell that allows one to hide or spy.

Thor looked down at the two thin pieces, no more than ten centimeters long, stuck together in his hand, lost in thought.

Like a pair of thin lips pressed tightly together. It looks the same from both the front and the back.

It was completely different from the bloody or terrifying curses that Thor had in mind.

Saul held it, played with it in his hand for a moment, and then suddenly slammed it against the warehouse wall.

The "crack" landed on the wall and immediately stuck to it, without falling off.

Its appearance has also changed, transforming from lips into the shape of ordinary wall cracks.

"It's really well hidden! Unless someone specifically investigates, they won't notice anything unusual about this crack."

Thor stretched out his hands and forcefully pulled open the gap.

The gap parted slightly to both sides with his strength, revealing darkness inside.

Thor approached, but couldn't see anything through the gap.

"Do I need to activate it specially? Or..." Thor pondered for a moment, then mimicked the posture of a spy, placing his hands on the walls on either side of the gap, slowly bringing his head closer to the gap, and pressing his right eye against it.

"Isn't this what you call spying?"

Sure enough, when Thor pressed his eyes against the slit, the black curtain in the gap suddenly lit up, just like the opening scene of a movie.

Thor had originally thought that through this gap he might be able to see his senior classmate Haywood next door, or perhaps the eyes hidden in the mezzanine of the wizard tower.

Unexpectedly, what appeared before him was a lush green meadow.

Thor paused for a moment, then stepped back slightly, and the gap immediately returned to complete darkness.

He quickly leaned closer to look, and what he saw was still that patch of grass.

There were still dewdrops on the grass, reflecting the sunlight, creating a warm and gentle scene.

"So what this peeping Tom saw wasn't the next room, but a strange, unknown place."

Saul observed continuously for an hour, and then observed for a few minutes every hour.

After that, he observed for a few minutes at the same time each day.

But after a few days, all he saw was that meadow, and the world where the meadow was located was always bathed in sunshine.

The world on the other side is not still; Thor can see the dewdrops falling and the grass bending in the wind.

After several days, no new discoveries were made.

Thor paused his research on the seam's peeping function and instead tried to explore its hiding function.

"It's such a small gap, peeping is understandable, but how can one hide?"

Thor still pried open the gap and tried to put whatever he could grab into it.

However, the quill pen in his hand was blocked by the dark curtain in the gap, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't insert it.

"Can't we hide foreign objects inside? Then we can't use it as a portable storage bag." Thor clicked his tongue, then let Little Algae out again to see if he could stick the tip of his tentacle inside.

However, Xiaozao was also turned away.

It had no idea where Thor had made it crawl, but it slammed into the ground and got a big bump.

It felt like I had really hit a wall.

It pulled its head back and looked at Thor. Although it had no eyes, the downturned corners of its mouth still showed a lot of grievance.

Thor raised his hand and touched the spot where Xiaozao had bumped into something. "Sorry, sorry, I didn't explain it clearly. You just need to crawl in, you don't need to bump into it so hard."

However, Thor did not let the little algae try again, but instead sent it back first.

"Bumping" and "drilling" are the same for that gap; there's no need to try again.

"Once someone is marked by my mental energy, does that mean I'm the only one who can try it?"

But the gap in front of him was too small; Thor couldn't even squeeze his head through. How could he hide?

I glanced at the diary, but the latter didn't react.

Thor took a deep breath and tried to put his right hand in first.

His fingertips touched the darkness without encountering any resistance, as if they were inserted into butter, sinking in smoothly.

"I can get in after all, ah—"

Just as Thor thought of this, he suddenly felt a tremendous pulling force.

Then came a dizzying sensation, as if he had returned to the night he was pulled into the narrow pipe by countless molten waxes.

"But I was in a spirit state back then, but I am a real person now."

The dizziness came on quickly and went away even faster.

Thor did not lose consciousness or go mad. He moved his body and found himself in a huge box.

The box was extremely narrow and cramped on all sides, allowing him to only crouch inside with his knees drawn up to his chest.

"I thought I'd be drawn into the world of voyeurism. It seems that's not the case. The two functions are completely separate; voyeurism is voyeurism, and hiding is hiding."

Thor touched himself in all directions. The feedback from his fingertips told him that the large box containing him was made of some kind of stone.

If you touch it carefully, you can feel some kind of texture between the stones.

"Is it a rune? Or a magic circle?" Thor tried to ignite a small flame with magic, but found that the magic here was stagnant.

The magic here is like water frozen into ice; it can't be activated at all.

"But if I can't use magic, what power did it use to hide me in this place?" After thinking for a while, Thor shook his head with difficulty. "Let's see how effective it is to spy on the outside while hiding."

The only source of light in front of Thor was the light coming in from outside the crack.

The light was extremely weak, not even enough to illuminate the surrounding boxes.

He stretched his head over and continued to mimic the act of peeping, his right eye pressed against the gap.

Unsurprisingly, he saw the second warehouse where he worked.

And in the warehouse, there were figures made of mist scattered throughout every corner of the room...

(End of this chapter)