Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 345 New Discovery

Byron pulled Thor ashore and found that Thor's mental state and magic were unstable, so he took the initiative to help Thor heal.

"Um?"

"I saw the shipwreck. And those strange, glowing fragments of souls."

"Hmm." Byron stretched out his hand, and a transparent, slender-necked bottle appeared in his palm.

The narrow-necked bottle was filled with white mist, and two orbs of light were floating up and down.

Thor looked at Byron's bottle and silently stretched out his hand. His arm was still grayish-white and had not become a source of light.

"I also collected some, but that's what wasted my time."

"Hmm!" Byron nodded, this time with a slightly stronger "hmm," as if warning Thor not to be greedy next time.

Thor actually found it strange.

Each time he absorbed a soul fragment, he was never contaminated by the impure thoughts within it. This time, however, he was trapped for a very long time before emerging, as if the diary had deliberately not allowed him to immediately absorb the impure thoughts from the soul fragment.

Is it because there are too many soul fragments this time?

The diary didn't give any advance warning, simply because Saul could pull through.

"I think I saw a line at the time, but before I touched it, the diary suddenly absorbed all my distracting thoughts. Was that intentional?"

What is that line? Is the diary another way of intentionally preventing him from accessing it?

"I have a feeling that if I really touch that line, something terrible will happen... Well, at least I won't move around recklessly now that I'm sober."

"Hmm?" Byron didn't know what Thor was thinking. Another bottle appeared in his hand, containing a gray stone about the size of a thumb.

"I've noticed that too."

Thor snapped his fingers, and the little algae instantly darted over, opening its large mouth to reveal a mess inside.

Thor reached into the algae's mouth and pulled out two gray stones, just like the ones Byron had in his hand.

Once he got his hands on it, Thor realized that although the stone looked just like an ordinary stone, it was difficult to spot the difference with the naked eye when it was mixed in with the seabed.

But when Thor held it in his hand, he found that it was soft, like a piece of rubber.

With a slight exertion, the gray stone at Thor's fingertip cracked in two, but before he could examine the cross-section, the two broken stones deformed and wriggled, transforming back into two irregular, spherical shapes.

"It's neither stone nor metal; it's likely a synthetic material. There are signs of human intervention."

Byron, sitting opposite him, nodded; he had come to the same conclusion.

But Byron appears to have made other discoveries.

He opened the narrow-necked bottle, poured out a gray granule and placed it on the reef, then took out a bottle of red solution and dripped a drop onto it.

The unusual magical fluctuations emanating from the gray substance suddenly disappeared, and then it began to emit a spiritual energy fluctuation.

Thor was exceptionally sensitive to mental energy, so he couldn't help but lean closer to take a look.

However, the gray color itself did not change much.

At that moment, Byron shrugged Saul on the shoulder and gestured for him to look out to sea.

Thor turned around and was astonished to see the black sea glowing.

First there were one or two hazy light sources, then five or six, and finally a small patch of them.

Although not as much as near the shipwreck, it was enough to illuminate a ten-square-meter area of ​​sea around Thor.

As if drawn by something, they drifted over little by little and gathered near the reef.

"This is the first time I've seen something that can attract soul fragments." Thor exclaimed at first, then a thought struck him.

Since gray matter can attract fragments of souls, does that mean it can be accepted by souls?

If we use it as a container, or use it to improve a container, can we solve the problem that spirits cannot stay in the container for a long time?

Byron did not participate in the resurrection experiment, but he also valued the properties exhibited by the gray substance.

When Thor looked up, he saw Byron staring at the sea, his eyes shining.

Thor rested his chin on his hand. "Byron isn't planning to fuse this into his skin, is he?"

So that night, the two research fanatics began to dive frantically, collecting the gray substance, surfacing to breathe, and then diving back down.

They have completely forgotten their original purpose for coming here...

Unfortunately, this peculiar gray substance was scarce, and even after searching all night until their magic power dropped to a warning level, they hadn't collected much.

As the dark clouds gradually dispersed, the sunlight shone softly on the sea.

After a night of darkness, the sea finally revealed its true color.

However, the azure blue was mixed with gray, making it look somewhat oppressive.

Byron was planning to go back; he couldn't wait to return and study the newly discovered gray substance.

Thor came here to replenish the depleted soul fragments within his body using the Soul Tide. Although he wouldn't witness the bizarre Soul Tide this time, he wasn't disappointed.

Anyway, the sea at Blue Water Bay is right here, it can't be moved.

After a short rest, the two replenished their magic and restored their mental strength, preparing to head back.

Thor had no idea how Byron, who hadn't even learned to fly, had managed to get by.

But he didn't really want to know, feeling that knowing would just lower his SAN value. So he simply flew himself and used Little Algae to take Byron back with him.

It just consumes a bit more magic power.

When Thor saw the coastline, he also paid special attention to the cliff where Parker and Andy were.

But to his surprise, the cliff had collapsed. The spot where the two had been hiding had become a high mound of earth.

There was only a faint smell of blood in the mound of earth; they may have been injured, but they left alive.

"They've left?"

"Hmm." Byron also looked at the collapsed cliff with a serious expression, analyzing the method and intensity of the attack through the cracks in the cliff.

Thor surveyed his surroundings, his eyes scanning every possible ambush spot.

"Hehehe~" The little girl's voice rang in my mind.

Thor instantly realized that Andy and Parker had probably been tricked by the Nightmare Butterfly's little trick.

It was a pretty bad experience!

"Senior, the enemy may have already left. Let's get out of here quickly."

Byron nodded, agreeing to Saul's proposal.

Shortly after the two concealed themselves and left, it was broad daylight.

Blue Water Bay has also become less dangerous.

Occasionally, fishermen will take advantage of this time to go out to sea or collect seaweed and shellfish on the beach and reefs.

However, such rare food as black sea snails does not appear in broad daylight, otherwise the lives of snail collectors would not have become consumables.

The coastline of Blue Water Bay is starting to become a little more lively.

Of course, this so-called liveliness was nothing more than the number of people changing from empty to just three or four.

At that moment, a middle-aged man carrying a huge suitcase and wearing a wrinkled suitcase stepped onto the beach.

Sander stared blankly at the desolate sea under the dark clouds, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

Since his sister died at Bluewater Bay Harbour, he has been filled with guilt and has never returned to the place.

But when he learned from the wizard that his sister had not actually died of suffocation, but that her soul had been swept away by the tide of souls here, he rushed here without stopping.

By the time he arrived at Blue Water Bay, he had almost run out of money.

Sander patted the wicker trunk. "Don't worry, sister, I will definitely find your soul!"

However, before that, Sander must find suitable work in Bluewater Bay to make a living.

He made a vow on the beach and then turned and headed into the city.

On his way back, Sander saw a group of children, about five or six, walking towards the sea.

The weather had turned cool, and the children were dressed very lightly. They huddled together, their hands tucked in, and as they walked, you could hear the younger ones chattering away.

The sea breeze carries fragments of words.

"...Wizard...be good...remember..."

Perhaps the older brother inside was telling them stories about wizards, threatening them that they would be taken away if they didn't obey.

Sander looked at his brothers and sisters with some envy, his hand unconsciously stroking the box.

"Perhaps we'll meet again, Midor."

(End of this chapter)