Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 356 Many hands make light work

Fairy Valley, also known as the Forest of Four Seasons.

When Thor learned of its location, he immediately felt it was somewhat of a coincidence.

The entrance to Elf Valley is actually near Hanging Hand Valley, separated only by a cliff.

If Thor and Byron had climbed the other side of the cliff, they would have arrived at the Elf Valley.

Without the "key" to enter, they can only linger on the periphery.

Of course, few people wanted to get close to the elves. That's why the key to the Elf Valley was sold by a third-level apprentice to a second-level apprentice.

Kongsa, who bought the key, was already considered dead by many people at the time.

Saul also didn't think highly of Kongsa.

After hearing Gorsa's description of the elves, he avoided anything related to elves.

If the diary hadn't issued a long-term warning of death, Saul would have simply let Monroe swallow his other eyeball as well.

Of course, Monroe isn't having an easy time either.

Although Thor didn't make a point of asking, he knew that shortly after that day, Monroe never appeared in the basic knowledge class again.

This lucrative position was taken over by another learned second-level apprentice.

The spacious carriage turned from the flat ground onto a secluded path. However, thanks to the shock-absorbing magic array, Thor and his companions inside the carriage only felt a slight vibration.

Yes, a few people.

This time, Saul requested a two-horse carriage. It could comfortably seat six people.

Besides him, there were three other men and women in the carriage, all with expressionless faces and their eyes covered with black cloths. The driver wasn't a mushroom-faced coachman (Thor was afraid the coachman would just plant himself in the elven valley if he took a mushroom-faced coachman with him), but a person with the same expressionless face and a black cloth covering his eyes.

These four people were actually the four corpses that Saul brought out from the second warehouse.

Instructor Gorsa had said that nothing in the storeroom should be taken out without permission. However, Thor easily brought out five corpses after submitting a report.

Four of them were Hermann, Morton, Agu, and Ann.

The last body was kept as a spare, in case he damaged someone else's body, so there would be a replacement.

Thanks to Herman's selfless dedication, Saul has fully mastered the method of infusing spirits into the container. The only remaining challenge is how to delay the rejection reaction.

Therefore, before Thor set off for the dangerous Elf Valley, the first thing he did after leaving the tower was to go to the lakeside hut, bring out all four consciousnesses, and put them into his body.

Now, including the driver, there are two men and two women around Saul, a very even distribution.

This is because, apart from Herman, no one else needs to change their gender.

This was also one of Saul's discoveries.

He discovered that consciousnesses that once possessed the power of formal wizards could resist the repulsive force of corpses of the same sex, thus remaining in bodies that matched their gender identity.

Only Herman, after trying it once, obediently entered the corpse of a female who was a full-fledged wizard.

In fact, the other three consciousnesses can also enter corpses of different genders. For them, who are at the formal wizard level, those differences in perception are not obstacles to overcome.

This is something that apprentices who previously studied soul infusion probably didn't know, because they simply couldn't obtain a genuine wizard's soul that willingly entered the body of a low-level wizard apprentice.

Several mentors may know, but they have no way to conduct the experiment.

The principle is the same as above.

The carriage suddenly jolted, its height dropped abruptly, and then it began to slowly ascend again.

An turned her head, pushed open the car window, and saw several tree branches reaching out as if they were about to peek into the car.

"Master, the forest outside is getting denser. Should I turn on the protective shield?" Ann's voice was excited, a stark contrast to her stiff expression.

"Let's open it." Thor was still holding the notes Byron had given him.

He brought a lot of things with him on this trip.

There was a faint scar on his wrist, a curse that Thor himself had cultivated—the seam.

A doll with red eyes was tucked under his cloak.

In the cage next to his seat were two dying mice.

This is a live test subject prepared by Saul for his research on the toxins produced by Cornet.

In fact, he had prepared more than a dozen mice. But they were used up too quickly, and now only these two remain. They were barely saved, but they obviously won't live much longer.

Thor estimated that the two little ones would die before they reached the Elf Valley.

It must be said that the metallic toxins produced by Claire are quite potent, and Thor can only try to develop an antidote based on some knowledge from his previous life.

Although he had a clue, he had given up on the delusion of finding the antidote on the way back.

His attention now returned to the gray matter study notes Byron had given him.

At this moment, Agu leaned forward slightly. "Master, are you planning to create a potion to increase mental strength?"

Thor looked up from the book. Apart from Herman, the other three consciousnesses quickly took control of their new bodies. At least none of them called their "master" "pig" when they spoke.

"Yes, you've all seen Senior Byron's notes. Although the composition of the gray matter hasn't been fully analyzed yet, this potion does indeed have a significant effect on enhancing mental strength and the ability to sense dark-attribute particles. So far, no uncontrollable side effects have been found."

When Saul was preparing to develop the potion for his own consumption, his diary did not warn him of any danger.

Although Thor no longer uses the diary to create gadgets and potions through blindfolded means, he will not give up using the diary's warnings to give himself an extra layer of insurance.

The wizarding world is still very dangerous.

Agu nodded in agreement with Thor's idea, but then he offered his own opinion.

"Master, although we haven't found any problems with this potion, since you're going to a place related to elves, it's not appropriate to rashly increase your mental power. Before you can adapt to the excess mental power, the uncontrollable radiation of your peripheral mental power might attract some unnecessary trouble."

Solton immediately agreed with Agu's point and abandoned the idea of ​​making ash potion in the carriage.

In the realm of mental power, neither Morton nor Ann were as powerful as Agu, and their knowledge was even inferior to Thor's. At this moment, they could only sit aside and listen.

Including Herman, who was driving outside, several consciousnesses were trying to prove their worth.

"Then consider what kind of magic I should prepare for protection before going to the Elf Valley?"

In the six months that followed, Thor naturally allocated ample time for studying and practicing witchcraft. But now that he couldn't do the other two things, he decided to continue studying witchcraft.

When the three consciousnesses in the carriage saw Thor take out his sorcery notes, they all straightened up.

If Thor were to learn witchcraft, they would each have their own areas of expertise.

This will definitely help!

So for the next few days, Thor spent meditating and studying witchcraft.

This carriage, occasionally fluttering with butterflies, sped through the woods.

Following its predetermined course, it sometimes emerges from the woods and travels for a while on a dirt road where no one is in sight. Sometimes it also travels along the edge of a cliff, knocking clods of earth and stones off the cliff.

Finally, the carriage bypassed the desolate entrance to the Valley of Falling Hands and arrived at the high ground on the opposite side.

The cliff edge was still bare with no vegetation, but a few meters further west, the plants suddenly became lush.

Even carriages with protective shields could not get in.

Saul and his companions got out of the car.

From now on, you can only walk on foot.

"Xiao Zao, watch the car."

A black tentacle extended from behind Thor's neck, splitting in two. The slender segment fell onto the ground beside the carriage, instantly turning into black soil and sinking into the earth. The other segment, as usual, stuck out its tongue at the Nightmare Butterfly that leaped up, before retracting back.

Having many subordinates is always a good thing.

There are people who will do all kinds of work.

Herman and Morton led the way, clearing the path for Saul.

Although they were all once powerful wizards and wizard apprentices, as vessels, their bodies had limited capacity to store magic power. In order to conserve magic crystals, they all used physical means to clear the way.

Several containers surrounded Thor, whose body was not as agile as that of an ordinary person. Soon, his face and body were covered with red scratches from the branches.

However, they are not afraid of pain.

Suddenly, Hermann, who was at the front, whispered, "Who?"

Everyone turned to look, and under the dense foliage and deep shade of the trees, they could vaguely see a person standing there.

TAT is late.

(End of this chapter)