Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 381 Half-Crazy (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Thor had just come to his senses when he found himself pinned to the ground.

He didn't even need to look up to know who had released the icicles.

The next second, another whooshing sound came, and Thor waved his right hand, the black torture touch wrapped with the translucent soul hook directly meeting the second ice shard.

In mid-air, the icicles collided with the black tentacles. The icicles shattered instantly, but the black tentacles were also cut into several pieces by the fragments.

However, although the black tentacles were blocked, Thor's hidden soul fishing was completely unaffected by the ice shards and went straight towards Kongsa.

Suddenly, Kongsha's eyes widened, her eyeballs teetering on the edge, her pupils as thin as pinpoints, as she stared fiercely at Thor's tentacles.

Immediately afterwards, Thor's soul fishing was as if bound by an invisible hand, hovering between Kongsa's eyebrows, unable to move for a moment.

During the stalemate, Thor noticed that the Ancient Soul Devouring Swamp, which had been following behind Kong Sha, had retreated to the hall a hundred meters away at some point.

Moreover, it was covered with a thick layer of frost. Although the frost would be shattered and fall off when it moved, a new layer of frost would quickly condense.

The frost seemed to be trying to freeze the tentacles in place.

"Frost... that must be those white figures in the forest. It seems that the pure white throne wasn't entirely idle. They were just a bit slow in their actions."

With the Pure White Throne holding back the ancient Soul Devouring Swamp, Thor is more confident in dealing with Kongsa.

Of course, Kongsha's current mental and magical abilities far exceed those of her normal self.

Clearly, the head of the Elf King that she was wearing provided her with considerable assistance.

Otherwise, Kongsa would have had no chance of stopping Thor's soul fishing.

Even a regular, formal wizard couldn't stop it.

Saul endured the pain and pulled his left hand out of the icicle with all his might.

He then multitasked, controlling the Soul Fishing to retreat and launch another attack while secretly gathering magic power in his hands.

Faced with the powerful head of the Elf King, Thor had no choice but to use his still-developing trump card—the Battlefield of Consciousness!

Kongsa used her mind to create a wall to block the attack of the gray, translucent tentacles, but at the same time, her other eye also turned to Thor.

Seeing the other person's subtle movements, Kong Sha narrowed her eyes.

She felt threatened.

Although the opponent's witchcraft was not yet fully formed, Kongsha's intuition told her that she absolutely could not allow the opponent's magic to condense!

The next second, Kongsha's left eye suddenly popped out of its socket and she hopped and skipped toward Thor.

As soon as Thor looked up, he saw an eyeball approaching him. Their eyes met, and instantly tons of eyeballs appeared before him, falling from above with eerie gazes, rolling or leaping closer and closer.

He seemed about to be swallowed up by a sea of ​​eyeballs.

"A hallucination?" Thor immediately squinted and used meditation to re-observe the world, while continuing his hand movements.

The magical arrays engraved on his palms were already glowing faintly, and the construction of magic and the binding of spiritual power were about to be completed.

But even under Thor's semi-immersive meditative gaze, he could still see countless eyeballs jumping toward him.

One of them rolled to a stop at his feet. He could even feel something hitting his foot.

In order to activate the battlefield of consciousness, Thor could not move for the time being; his palms moved inwards, about to overlap.

However, in an instant, the eyeballs that rolled around him exploded all at once, and the explosion of each eyeball shattered a small ball of Thor's mental energy!

An unbearable pain instantly coursed through Thor's body, and his skin burst open like fish scales. The magic that was coursing through his body and converging in his palms was immediately disrupted, unable to take shape.

Thor strained to open his eyes wide; his eyelids had split open, and drops of blood dripped onto his clothes.

"Are you... out of your mind?" he asked Kong Sha in a hoarse voice.

What Kong Sha just detonated was none other than her own mental energy.

In order to stop Thor from using the Mind Battlefield, she was willing to self-destruct her mental power.

"It doesn't matter." Kong Sha's voice had become incredibly hoarse, like that of a ninety-year-old woman. "Anyway, I haven't wanted those eyeballs for a long time!"

Despite having just detonated her mental energy, Kong Sha acted as if nothing had happened.

Thor on the other side couldn't possibly be as calm as she was.

He was covered in blood. His skin had undergone witchcraft modifications and was also the vessel for his spiritual power. Therefore, the wounds he suffered in his spiritual body were fully displayed on his skin.

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

With a wave of her hand, Kong Sha conjured two even more translucent and sharper ice shards that instantly approached Thor and pierced his still immobile hands.

Not only that, the cold air attached to the icicles quickly spread to Thor's arms, making his upper body almost unable to move.

Although Thor's forehead twitched with pain, he kept a straight face and sneered, "Self-destructing your mental energy, and then borrowing the spirit energy of an elf—you've been corrupted, Kongsha!"

Kongsa was also under a lot of pressure, but when she saw Thor sitting on the ground unable to move, she still laughed happily.

She waved her hand again, and two more ice shards flew through the air, piercing Thor's calves and pinning his lower body to the ground, where a thick layer of ice quickly spread.

She swayed her hips as she walked over unhurriedly. When she reached Saul, she suddenly kicked him to the ground.

Thor fell to the ground with a muffled groan.

But when Kongsha lifted her foot, Thor realized that she wasn't wearing shoes. As her robes billowed, long, shapely legs were revealed. It seemed that beneath the large wizard's robes, Kongsha's body was completely naked.

Kongsa stepped on Thor's chest, and blood instantly soaked through her robes, seeping out from between her toes.

She didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill the disadvantaged Thor, and even seemed to be showing off her beauty to him.

She placed one arm on the knee of the leg that was stepping on Thor, leaned down, and wore a twisted smile.

Am I beautiful?

"Cough." Thor coughed up blood as soon as he opened his mouth, but he still said, "The Elf King is quite beautiful."

Kongsha's smile vanished for a moment, but she quickly broke into an even more hearty laugh.

"Hahaha, you don't actually think that elves look like humans, do you? The beauty you see is just your own perception of beauty. So you don't need to be so stubborn." Kongsha touched her face again. In the reflection of Thor's pupils, she also saw a very beautiful face, the kind of face she had always dreamed of.

She was somewhat lost in thought. "Actually, I'm very beautiful. If Gorsa hadn't insisted on transforming me into that disgusting appearance, I would never have ended up like this."

She laughed softly, a laugh that, though not loud, carried a sense of hysterical madness.

"Who wants that glass head full of eyeballs? So what if it makes my mental body extremely stable? The modifications made to me are just props used by Gorza to complete his resurrection experiments."

"The experiment failed, and he abandoned me... Heh heh heh, I can't accept this positioning device, so I'll never be able to advance to level three. They all know this, but nobody cares!"

Kongsa's body began to tremble, but she kept smiling even as she trembled.

"Once an apprentice was no longer of use, Gorsa would immediately discard him. Later, because of those eyes, I would occasionally see terrifying things, but Gorsa completely ignored me. He actually told me to figure out how to overcome it myself?"

"Hahaha, he forced everything on me."

Kongsa lowered her head, and one of her eyes suddenly turned to Saul's left hand.

The left hand was secretly struggling, trying to pull itself out of the icicle.

Kongsa waved her hand again, and another icicle slammed heavily into Thor's wrist.

"You think I'd let you put your palms together?" Her smile was icy cold. "My eyes can easily see through the disguise you've created in your palms; it looks like a rather powerful witchcraft spell."

Third update!

(End of this chapter)