Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 405 Escape and Trap

We finally found them.

Thor finally relaxed.

"I discovered you were in trouble, but I couldn't find any signs of your spirit splitting and dissipating. I guess you might still be alive." The ribbonfish swam around the little black lump of coal, pondering how to get him out of there.

"Senior, how did you get in? And who attacked you?"

Byron's cleavage revealed the truth to Thor without hesitation, "It was Lady Yura! By the way, you didn't take the Ash Potion, did you?"

"Yura... I saw the words you left on the pen, so although I prepared the potion, I didn't take it."

However, the diary did not issue any warnings about taking the drug. Thor always felt that even if the gray drug was problematic, it was probably targeted at a specific individual, and other people might not experience any problems after taking it.

"That's great." Byron breathed a sigh of relief and quickly recounted his experience.

"You probably already know about my GPS device. It's very flexible; it can extend and retract."

Thor nodded to himself; he had never seen such a flexible locator. When inflated, it could turn a person into a ball; when contracted, it resembled a dangling human skin.

Human skin?

Thor suddenly realized how Byron had managed to escape with his life.

That human skin probably also serves to confuse the enemy. After all, it's just a locator, not Byron's real skin!

So, by all accounts, Byron managed to slip away right under the nose of Yura, who was once a second-tier wizard?

Byron then said almost exactly what Thor had thought: "But my locator has a very special ability—to feign death and escape. When I suffer a fatal attack, the locator will send me to a nearby crevice, and it will pretend to be dead to delay the enemy from discovering me."

"Seeing you like this, I've guessed something," Thor said. "I'll take you away now; it's too dangerous here, we can't stay any longer."

Although Byron has been here for several days, it doesn't mean the mezzanine is a safe place.

Those eyes could turn on you at any moment.

"I'm afraid that won't work," Byron said with a wry smile. "My skin is gone, and my original skin hasn't grown back yet. If I leave now, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist external pollution at all."

"No wonder you've been hiding here and haven't come out to look for me." The ribbonfish swam around anxiously.

But this isn't a solution either. Entrusting one's life to those eyes that might go mad is not Thor's style.

He circled Byron again, without responding to Byron's words urging him to leave as soon as possible—Byron clearly understood that it was not safe there, but had no other choice.

"That's right, I have a magical artifact!" Thor had a sudden inspiration. Although Byron's current size seemed to be several sizes larger than that artifact, Thor believed that both Byron's body and the artifact had excellent flexibility.

"What?"

"It's not appropriate to discuss this here. Come with me."

"Okay." Byron agreed without hesitation this time.

Thor was initially thinking about how to get the person out, but then he discovered that although Byron was in a terrible state, he still had the ability to move.

If he's lucky, he might stay here for two or three years, grow new "skin," and perhaps even be able to leave on his own.

However, it's hard to say what will happen in the next two or three years.

The two began to move slowly.

Although I was a little worried about being watched, I still couldn't make too much of a commotion.

Thor left a mental mark at the entrance to the mezzanine, and now they are carefully heading toward that mark.

As soon as the two of them started moving, eyes began to cast their gazes from all around.

Although they usually lose interest and droop their eyelids after seeing a ribbonfish and a lump of black charcoal, there are always one or two that continue to stare at them for some reason.

As the process progresses, more and more eyes are beginning to focus on them.

Thor felt the fish meat on his body becoming more and more delicious.

If he weren't a physical being, he probably would have swallowed hard.

"Is it because the two of them are making too much noise moving together?" Thor kept glancing around at the eyes of those around him.

Byron, standing nearby, was also vigilant. He didn't speak up to warn Thor to be careful. Firstly, he trusted Thor's alertness, and secondly, speaking up would easily reveal more of his mental power.

At first, it was fine if the two of them stayed still, but if they moved, they would attract too much attention, so it was best to expose as little of their spiritual power as possible.

Despite this, more and more eyes were watching the two of them.

After they had been swimming for about ten minutes, most of the eyes around them turned to them.

These gazes, when cast upon you, feel like someone is poking your skin with tiny nails.

It doesn't hurt, but it's very uncomfortable, making you irritable and restless, and you feel like screaming at any moment.

Thor could sense that Byron behind him was also uncomfortable. His mental energy was dissipating by twice as much as before, and there was a very unsettling emotional fluctuation emanating from him.

This unease was also affecting Thor, making him increasingly irritable and wanting nothing more than to attack those eyes without restraint!

"No! They're not watching us; they're waiting too!"

Thor suddenly realized something was wrong.

With so many eyes watching, it's impossible that they hadn't noticed them. But instead of attacking, the eyes kept staring at Thor and Byron, seemingly waiting for them to break down and expose themselves.

"What are they waiting for? Are they waiting for all eyes to turn before they act? Or...?"

"Or are they waiting for us to lose our temper and launch an attack?"

Thor recalled that his spirit had gone mad after being dragged into the candle tube, and if it hadn't been thrown out by the mouths in time, he didn't know what would have happened to it.

At that time, his mental strength was still very weak and he was easily influenced. Now his mental strength has surpassed that of a typical first-tier formal wizard, so he is naturally not so easily driven mad.

But the feeling of irritability persisted, making him feel as if he could hear the sound of his blood flowing through his body.

But he is clearly in a spirit state now, so where did the blood come from?

Thor controlled the ribbonfish to suddenly turn around and use its head to push against Byron's body.

He carefully passed through with a vibration that only the two of them could clearly feel. "Senior, don't move, I'll push you along."

Byron struggled for a moment, but quickly calmed his increasingly agitated mood.

He suppressed his speech and simply nodded.

"Byron is definitely on the verge of exploding!" Thor felt a chill run down his spine. "The diary didn't give any hints because if Byron explodes, I can escape, but he can't!"

The fact that these eyes didn't move at first didn't necessarily mean they hadn't noticed Byron.

They are likely waiting for Byron to recover.

After all, unripe fruit is often bitter.

With that in mind, Thor immediately sped up, trying to minimize Byron's energy expenditure.

As long as Byron stays still and tries his best to control his mind, they can hold out until they leave.

But Saul's actions clearly revealed that he had already discovered the trap set by the eyes.

Those eyes immediately widened, and an almost tangible feeling of being watched pressed down on Thor and Byron!

Since that's the case, Thor stopped pretending and simply used his mental power to cast a "Spirit Armor" spell, which instantly relieved the discomfort in his body!

At the same time, Byron, the senior in front of him, was also clearly much more relaxed because of the "spirit armor technique" constructed by his mental energy.

Not only that, Thor swam forward with all his might.

Without the pressure of being watched, he swam even faster.

The mere use of mental power to cast a spell created a commotion like a cannon shot, instantly drawing the attention of everyone present.

Solton immediately felt his mental energy being depleted more rapidly.

Fortunately, his mental strength was sufficient.

The journey, which originally took more than ten minutes, was compressed into five minutes, and the coordinates left by Thor when he came in were already right in front of us.

Those eyes clearly knew that the two were about to run away.

Some of them blinked, and suddenly a beam of black light shot out from their pupils!

The exit is within reach, and the other eyes are starting to blink.

Thor could only charge forward blindly, while simultaneously increasing his mental output once again.

"boom--"

Several beams of black light struck the Spirit Armor spell, and the spell shattered after only three to five seconds!

Fortunately, Saul grabbed Byron, who was wrapped in coal, and dashed out of the marked exit!

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