Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 317 The Wizard Tower is now in your hands.

Byron told Thor, "After becoming a second-level apprentice, you need to find your own locator, because only by possessing the locator and acknowledging its interference with your own magic and mental power can you begin to integrate with it. Only in this way can you learn second-level sorcery."

Learning a second-order spell is the standard for becoming a third-order wizard apprentice.

The prerequisite for learning second-tier sorcery is that one must first integrate one's own locator.

This fusion is not as thorough as Saul's integration of the diary into his spiritual body; rather, it is merely an ideological and will-based recognition.

Byron told Saul that the reason he had been stuck at Level 2 for more than a decade was because he could never fully accept his locator.

He always felt that his GPS device was not aligned with his route.

Thor's first transformation of his body deeply moved him, leading him to think from a different perspective and finally acknowledge his relationship with the locator. He finally broke through that invisible barrier and stabilized the locator.

It was from that time on that he was finally able to control his skin freely and no longer needed to strain his voice with a knife.

"But advancing to a Level 3 formal wizard is even more difficult. In addition to extremely high requirements for magic power and mental strength, advancing to a formal wizard requires integrating your locator into your spiritual body. It's not a completely physical integration, but rather establishing a stable mental connection. Only in this way can the locator protect you from contamination when you come into contact with dangerous knowledge."

"I managed to accept my locator, albeit with some difficulty. But to merge the locator with my spiritual body... I really have no clue," Byron said.

Thor realized that Byron's choice to integrate the evil spirit into his body in an attempt to forcibly connect the locator and his spiritual body was merely a stubborn act of forcing his way through a dead end after all other options had failed.

But this path may not be impossible.

How many people in this world can find the right path by relying on their diaries, like Saul?

Just like that famous saying from a past life, "There was originally no road in this world, but as more people walk on it, it becomes a road."

Byron now had to break through the thorns and find a way.

When we were stuck at the second-level apprenticeship, everyone thought that as long as we took one more step forward, we could make sure that we wouldn't go crazy at any time after we turned thirty.

However, even after reaching level three, one still desires to advance to the rank of a formal wizard. After all, the level of life changes once one becomes a formal wizard. Lifespan can also be extended through various means.

Humans are inherently greedy, but greed is also one of the driving forces behind human progress.

"My locator is quite powerful among ordinary apprentices, but that makes advancement very difficult. Thor, I don't know what your locator is, but I'm sure it's very special. So it will be even more difficult for you to integrate your locator."

"Like Kongsha, the talent she displayed led everyone to believe that she would soon advance to the third level of apprenticeship and become one of the strong contenders for the next full wizard. But her locator is too powerful and too special, which means that she may not be able to advance before she turns thirty."

When Byron got to this point, a wistful expression returned to his face, just as he had when he mentioned Nick's death.

"She'll be 29 soon. If she can't advance to level three, her unique and powerful locator will become a source of danger, and even more dangerous than the other losers."

Seeing that Byron was somewhat downcast, Thor couldn't bring himself to say that he had already completed the fusion and that the rest was just a matter of time.

"Let's not talk about that anymore. You'll have to figure out your own path regarding the locator, and I can't help you with that. But I've gained some experience with spell selection, magic power enhancement, and mental training during this period, which you can refer to."

Thor nodded quickly; this was exactly the kind of advice he needed.

The two chatted for an entire afternoon, and Saul even took out a piece of paper and took quite a few notes.

Byron was not entirely a knowledge provider; he also benefited greatly from some of Saul's ingenious ideas and experiential feedback.

This is mainly because both of them specialize in the dark attribute and deal with evil spirits and vengeful spirits.

If other people are discussing this together, it could mislead the other party.

After that afternoon, Thor calmed down. He no longer anxiously awaited his mentor's reply, nor did he ponder who might be the mole within the Wizard Tower for the Land Ship.

He began to meditate more intently and analyze the new second-order sorcery.

Half a month later, he was suddenly brought back to the dark room on the 21st floor by Gorsa.

"Have a seat." Gorsa, as before, sat down first in the corner opposite the room.

This time, Saul didn't stand on ceremony. The two were already in a clear mentor-apprentice relationship, so it would be more appropriate for them to act closer.

He also sat down against the wall, but his movements weren't as relaxed.

As Thor sat down, he vaguely saw Gorza across from him extend his hand, and then a halo of light appeared at his fingertips.

Gorsa lightly tapped his finger, and the halo left his fingertip, slowly drifting into the air above the small room.

Thor instinctively looked up and then saw the top of his head.

His eyes widened immediately.

The ceiling of this room was completely covered with carvings of human faces. These faces had no eyes or mouths, only noses and ears.

They have different outlines and shapes. Some are half-hidden under other faces, while others have stretched their necks and protruded.

Because they had no eyes or mouths, Thor couldn't discern their expressions. Judging from their distribution and movements, they seemed like a group of people trapped at the bottom of a well, huddled together, looking up at the sky.

Just like Thor looking up at them.

"Those are the people who were devoured by the Wizard Tower." Seeing that Thor was looking up, Gorsa also looked up.

Thor struggled to look away, trying to focus his attention on his mentor, Gorsa.

Gorsa, however, remained calmly gazing upwards. "I think you've already guessed it to some extent: the Wizard Tower is also alive."

Thor was startled and quickly lowered his head, thinking, "No, I didn't think that way."

"It is a modified life form, one of the cornerstones upon which my family has made its name and occupied a side of the world. The modification was inspired by the rock giant, but of course, the specific material composition is not that of the rock giant—it is too fragile."

Yes, the rock giant is too weak. A rock giant that can kill a formal wizard with one punch is too weak.

Thor felt like his eyes were turning into equal signs.

He had heard that Gorsa came from a very powerful wizarding family on another continent, but he didn't expect them to be this powerful.

"Ah, let's not talk about that. Did you suddenly contact me because you've discovered something new? I'm sorry, I haven't been feeling well these past few days and haven't been able to see you."

"No, it's alright. Professor, are you feeling alright?"

"Things have been getting increasingly unstable lately." Gorsa didn't brush it off. He looked up from the ceiling and, still speaking gently, addressed his physical condition. "I think I might not be able to hold on much longer."

Thor was startled and nearly jumped up from the ground. "Mentor..."

Gorsa raised his hand, and an invisible force pressed Thor back down.

"Don't be nervous. Barring unforeseen circumstances, I should be able to hold on for another ten years," Gorsa said with a smile. "Until then, I hope you can help me complete the experiment. When I have to leave..."

He raised his hand and tapped on the wall.

A dull echo came from the wall.

"...This wizard tower will be passed on to you."

(End of this chapter)