Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 390 Two halves

"...Therefore, I have discovered that gray matter has a certain effect on strengthening the soul. However, I have not yet figured out the specific components of gray matter, but it can be filtered out to remove harmful substances that have been detected."

Byron explained his theory and verification results to the two of them. Of course, he didn't go into the more detailed aspects, as those required academic credits.

Well, even a mentor can't get something for nothing.

However, both Yora and Rum are quite powerful wizards, and even though Byron only explained the basics, they were able to understand the principles and rationale behind it.

"But..." Byron hesitated for a moment before expressing his concern, "After taking the potion made from ash, I seem to have discovered a hidden danger, but I'm not sure how serious it is yet."

Yora and Rum exchanged a glance, clearly more interested in Byron's research.

"What kind of hidden danger... Ah!" Yura had just asked with interest when she suddenly cried out in pain.

"Yura!" Rum immediately looked over with concern, his three slender arms reaching out to check on Yura's condition.

However, the pain did not end immediately.

"Ah—" Yura's voice filled with pain again, making her body slightly unsteady.

The edges of the black silhouette rolled down like wax, producing a sticky, oily substance.

Rum immediately stopped approaching and shouted sternly, "Your mental body has been attacked! Calm down!"

With exceptional skill, Yura crushed the Blue Water Soul in her left hand, and then a wisp of white smoke carrying a faint glow drifted out and entered Yura's head.

Byron, who was standing to the side, was stunned. He hadn't expected that Blue Water Soul was used in this way here.

He was still wondering about the principles and composition of the smoke and dust.

Yura's condition has improved significantly, but the shape of the edges is still not very clear.

Her consciousness seemed somewhat hazy; she even raised her hand and crushed the gray matter Byron had given her in her right hand, and then…

The same faintly glowing smoke drifted out from within, exactly the same as the smoke from Blue Water Soul just now.

This time, Byron lowered his head, withdrew his gaze, and tried to clear his mind.

After absorbing the smoke from the ash, Yura's condition improved again.

At least you can already tell it's a silhouette of a beautiful woman.

Rum breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this and turned to look at Byron.

Meanwhile, as Yura, now stable, turned her head to the side, her eyes seemed to reveal a pair of blank stares in the darkness.

The room suddenly fell into a terrifying silence.

Just before Byron's skin began to react to the stares of the two men, Mentor Rum finally spoke.

"You should go back first. I will report your research results to the Tower Master when he returns. Whether you can participate in the resurrection experiment ultimately depends on the Tower Master's approval."

"Um."

Byron nodded quietly and then obediently left.

As Byron walked out of his mentor Rum's room and gently closed the sliding door behind him, his steps became heavy for a moment.

But he quickly returned to his original pace and walked out calmly.

Back in the dorm, I closed the door, walked through the messy room, sat down at my desk, and gently took my hands out of my sleeves and placed them on the table in front of me…

His hands were trembling slightly.

If someone else had seen Yura absorbing the Blue Water Soul and Gray Matter, they might have just been a little confused.

But Byron was different; he spent almost the entire six months studying gray matter.

Yura uses the same methods as Gray Matter and Blue Water Spirit!

Most importantly, Byron suddenly realized what that smoke he had never seen before was.

That was an extremely terrifying evil thought, something that could drive an ordinary person's soul directly mad.

He seemed to have finally understood what the hidden danger he had been unable to grasp was.

But in Professor Rum's room, he didn't dare show it at all.

The two men's practiced movements and knowing expressions also startled him.

Can a substance harboring extreme malice in its deepest recesses truly become a remedy to stabilize the soul and bind the body and spirit together?

Does it...not pose any serious hidden dangers?

A headache, like a warning sign of danger, kept bothering Byron, making him want nothing more than to get away from those two strange people as quickly as possible.

After calming down for a while, Byron immediately pulled out paper and pen from a pile of materials.

He began to write quickly.

The quill pen left some messy writing on the slightly yellowed paper, but the content left behind was several complex three-dimensional coordinates.

"Tsk tsk tsk... You're really perceptive!"

Suddenly, a woman's voice rang out behind Byron.

Byron froze as he wrote.

He raised his head, his gaze slowly shifting to the side and behind him, and was shocked to find Yura sitting on the back of his chair. Her black silhouette obscured her head, only her neck, which stretched out more than a meter long, was visible.

From this angle, the head connected to the end of the shadowy figure's neck... should be right on top of his head.

"Yula, Mrs. Yora."

The black head slid slowly from Byron's head to his ear, the sound accompanied by a cold breath entering his ears.

"I don't know what you're writing, but writing these strange things as soon as you get back... are you sending a message?"

Byron was relieved that there was a barrier between them, and his fear was not so obvious.

So he tried his best to calm himself down and answered Yura's question as casually as possible.

"I just suddenly thought of a problem that I need to..."

"Whoosh—"

Byron was forced to stop speaking halfway through his sentence.

He seemed to see something suddenly slip through his eyes.

Then he saw Mrs. Yura move from behind him to the table in front of him.

He stared at the other person's thin, paper-like voice, unable to utter another word.

Yura sat at the long table in front of Byron, sighing softly.

"It's a pity that Billy is unwilling to come forward, and you know too much. A perfectly good Blue Water Soul modification formula can't be revealed through your mouth."

Yula reached out and gently stroked Byron's features. "It's hard to find an honest person like you in the Wizard Tower."

She withdrew her hand.

A strange sound rang out from Byron.

It looks a bit like peeling paint, and a bit like a rope about to snap.

Before Yura, Byron's body was slowly splitting in two.

The exposed cuts on his body were black and smooth as a mirror.

But it is also soft, and can soften like leather.

Byron slowly slid down from either side of the chair to the floor.

"Hmm~" Yura withdrew her hand and raised it to her own face, stroking her own features as she looked at the scene before her with great enjoyment.

"Knock knock knock".

Someone is knocking on the door.

Yura chuckled, jumped off the long table, and walked to the door in a good mood, opening it with her hand.