Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 404 Found

Heywood touched his lips more quickly, his lips, which had been somewhat bloody, shifting between pale and dark red.

Suddenly, Haywood spoke up: "I need the formula."

"Go wash up and go to bed," Thor said with a smile.

Haywood immediately replied, "I can offer more in exchange."

Thor lowered his hands and tucked them back into his cloak. "Then we'll talk about the cost of the formula another time. Anyway, how about the potion in exchange for Heidi?"

Heywood gripped his chin as if he wanted to crush it.

"I want the potion, but Heidi can't give it to you." Haywood pulled a... ribbonfish from his sleeve!

"I don't care what you're looking for in the mezzanine, I'm not letting Heidi take the risk. Besides, I think if you're looking for something, it's best to go yourself."

Thor frowned. "But that place can only be entered through spirits or cursed beings like Heidi."

"Yes, I know. Spirits that enter will be intensely burned. But if you hide inside this fish, you can avoid the burning sensation for a short time. Of course, you still need to be careful to stay hidden. If you are chased, there will still be danger, and you will need to leave immediately."

After saying that, Haywood smiled at Thor, resting his chin on his hand. "Spiritual movement consumes a lot of energy. If you get hungry inside, you can eat some fish. It's very delicious."

As soon as Haywood uttered those words, the ribbonfish in his hand suddenly twisted its body, raised its head, and opened its sharp, pointed mouth towards Thor.

"You can eat me if you're hungry, I'm very delicious."

I don't know if it was a coincidence or if Heywood's words triggered some kind of switch.

Not only was the fish in Haywood's hand talking, but a dozen white mushrooms with long, thin legs suddenly ran past him with a "tap tap tap tap" sound.

From the first warehouse, which was blocked by Haywood's tall figure, came rustling sounds.

It was as if the world behind him had suddenly come to life.

Sol took the ribbonfish, picked it up and looked at it. He looked at it from left to right, and it was just an ordinary ribbonfish.

It can talk, and it even boasts about its delicious meat.

Thor's finger gradually became transparent, then slowly penetrated into the ribbonfish.

Although he knew Heywood wouldn't lie about something like this, he still needed to figure out how the fish worked and whether there were any hidden dangers inside.

Somewhat to Thor's surprise, this fish could not only store spirits, but also had a large internal space with a very stable spatial structure.

Heywood noticed Thor's surprise and couldn't help but offer a somewhat proud explanation.

"Although I myself cannot achieve astral projection, I am very interested in these things. Including the information I gave you before about the Nightmare Butterfly, it is the result of my years of research, deduction, and experimentation."

After reviewing the document several times, Saul had to raise his opinion of Haywood again.

Those who are chosen by Gorsa are indeed not simple.

Heywood didn't examine the potion Saul gave him in person, intending to analyze it thoroughly when he got back.

If he could decipher the formula for the potion, he would make a fortune.

Thor wasn't worried, since his soul power was acting as a stirring rod.

How could Heywood possibly solve a formula that even he himself didn't have?

The two completed the transaction and each took their spoils back home.

Back in the second warehouse, Thor drew a protective magic circle on the ground and had Little Algae guard his body.

Thor didn't delay. After confirming the itinerary with the diary, his soul left his body and detached from it.

After Thor entered his spirit form, the ribbonfish that had been lying quietly to his right suddenly floated in the air and swam around as if it were in water.

Thor first changed his appearance back to his physical form so that if he found a living person, they wouldn't not recognize him.

Based on the information obtained from the mouth vengeful spirit, the living person hiding in the candle tube was likely Byron.

The senior student didn't recognize what he used to look like.

Thor stretched out his arm, his spirit arm deforming wildly and extending more than two meters, pulling the ribbonfish that had wandered far away back with a swipe.

Then Thor let out a breathless sigh, and his entire spirit burrowed into the ribbonfish!

Suddenly, the fish, which had been swimming around, seemed to have found a clear target and plunged headfirst into the floor.

This ribbonfish, which could clearly be touched by hand, easily passed through the solid wall and entered a space full of eyes.

Unlike the last time Thor was burned as soon as he entered, this time his spirit was hiding inside the ribbonfish.

Then I smelled the aroma of grilled fish.

Although he couldn't see it, Thor vaguely sensed that the fish skin he was wearing was slowly turning yellow and carbonizing.

But it was definitely not as badly damaged as when his spirit faced those eyes directly.

"Now we need to find the survivors hiding here."

Thor extended his mental energy, searching his surroundings while keeping an eye on whether the eyes outside were changing.

The silver ribbonfish with slightly charred skin swam in the dim light, its eyes on either side of its head constantly moving back and forth and up and down.

Although it can't see anything at all.

Countless eyes around me were half-open, half-closed, like someone who was extremely tired and had fallen into a state of confusion.

Those eyes didn't notice the ribbonfish below; they seemed completely uninterested in it.

Occasionally, an eye would sense the spiritual fluctuations emanating from the ribbonfish and immediately become more alert, its pupils shifting. But once it realized it was just a fish swimming by, it would immediately lose interest.

There's no sense of time flowing here; Thor can only rely on counting silently in his mind to determine roughly how much time has passed.

Since there was no response from the distance, Thor could only wander aimlessly in the mezzanine.

About half an hour later, Thor finally sensed a strange presence after releasing his mental energy for what seemed like the umpteenth time.

Judging from the fluctuations in the feedback, it seemed to be... a three-headed child.

However, Thor did indeed sense the energy of a living person emanating from him.

He immediately directed the ribbonfish to swim over and reach the man.

When they arrived, Thor realized even more clearly that this person's appearance was indeed abnormal.

His body surface resembled an inflated loaf of bread. Although the outline looked like a human child, no external organs such as eyes or mouth could be found.

It's like a person whose body is covered with a layer of foam.

Thor did not sense any familiar mental energy fluctuations on the bubble.

He frowned slightly: "Could this person not be Senior Byron?"

He then directed the fish to circle around the man, but the latter did not react at all, like a lifeless object that could still breathe.

"If this person really isn't my senior, then I've really lost out on this exchange." Thor felt a little anxious. If he couldn't find the person this time, even if he could still travel through the dream world, his chances of finding them would be very low.

After all, the longer a spirit is missing, the less hope there is of finding it.

"Sigh." Thor couldn't help but sigh.

Unexpectedly, after that sound, the little black figure moved slightly, and a small opening appeared around its neck, revealing tender, white flesh underneath.

"Sol?"

Upon hearing that unfamiliar voice, yet familiar tone, the ribbonfish swelled up completely.

"Senior Byron, is that you?" Thor immediately followed the crack and transmitted his words through his mental power.

"It's me... How did you end up in such a dangerous place?" Byron's voice was filled with both confusion and surprise.

(End of this chapter)