Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 431 Gorsa the Radiant

Two first-tier formal wizards are already the top figures in the Wizard Tower besides the Tower Master.

However, when they faced the restored Gorza, they were still powerless to resist.

The ink-black magic circle drained the life force of two powerful first-tier wizards in a short time.

Anze, already exhausted from the battle, was the first to die. In his dying moments, he stared at the wizard tower behind Gorsa.

Rum, covered in charred soot and the most severely injured, actually held on for longer.

As the magic circle continued to operate, his originally robust body gradually shrank and became smaller.

When the alternating black and white light disappeared, the burly man who was originally over two meters tall shrank to a crippled body less than one and a half meters tall.

But Rum, having lost all his muscles, regained a more normal appearance.

"Gorsa...I'm going to kill you..." he murmured.

Gorsa slowly walked out from the center of the magic circle and looked down at Rum.

A head of new, soft, platinum blonde hair hung down, dangling beside his ears.

"Do you hate me that much? I saved your life."

"You, you killed my entire clan..." Rum trembled as he reached out and loosely grasped Gorsa's neck in his own line of sight, as if he could strangle Gorsa to death with that.

Gorsa shook his head. "I already told you, I was just passing by and picking up corpses... Fine, hate me if you want."

He slowly squatted down and reached out to stroke Rum's mangled body, as if he were touching a piece of fine leather.

"Is this the pinnacle of your light-attribute sorcery? To materialize energy while maintaining both defensive and offensive capabilities against matter and energy. No wonder you've held out against me for so long."

Gorsa's eyes gradually brightened. "This is... really a suitable material for a container."

He suddenly turned around, looked towards the 20th floor of the Wizard Tower behind him, pondered for a moment, and then shook his head with a smile.

"Oh well, at least that kid saved me once."

Gorza moved his hand from Rum's back to the back of his head.

"Hmm, we need to remove the impurities first."

A faint light flashed, and Rum's head vanished instantly.

Only a few ashes remained on the ground; perhaps those were the last remains of Rum.

The rest was casually taken by Gorsa.

Not far away, Monica helped Kaz walk over.

Both of them were trembling, their faces were pale, and they looked like dead men.

Gorsa stood up. "Where's Gudo?"

Monica bit her lip; arcs of electricity crackled around her body, her skin a patchwork of black and white.

This is the price she pays for each large-scale consumption of magic power, and it is also a huge hidden danger.

"He escaped just now while you were being promoted..."

Gorsa raised his eyebrows.

Now you can see his eyebrows; they are a bit darker than his pupils.

"You let him get away on purpose?"

Kaz, standing to the side, clutched his neck—he had healed somewhat, but his injuries were still severe, and he needed Monica's support to walk over.

"Lord Tower Master," Kaz transmitted to Gorsa, "Gudo has Alpha radiation toxin in his possession, and we have no way to get close to him."

"Alpha?" Gorsa wasn't angry. "It's said to be a strange name Thor came up with. Now, the developers of Alpha Toxin have all fallen victim to its poison, and it's unknown whether they'll survive. It's understandable that you don't dare to pursue Gudo."

The others could more or less guess what had happened to Keli.

Gorza looked at Monica, who flinched.

Because Monica couldn't fight for long periods, she initially chose to stand by and watch.

Although she protected Thor at the last moment, it was tantamount to coercing him to treat her hidden danger in a critical moment. Therefore, when Gorsa suddenly advanced to level three, Monica was already terrified.

The only reason she still had the courage to come was that Gorza always kept his promises.

Although he was a big liar most of the time.

"Now that I've advanced three levels, I must return to my family to inherit my wizard tower. Come with me."

Monica suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and joy.

Although she didn't quite understand why Gorsa, who already had a wizard's tower, wanted to inherit another, hearing that Gorsa was going back to the family gave her even more confidence that Gorsa could heal her.

Gorsa's family, the Radiant Family, is a powerful family with fourth-tier wizards! It is said that they even produced a fifth-tier wizard in the past, but no one has appeared in the last hundred years, so it is unknown whether this is just a rumor.

If it weren't for the rumors that Gorsa had been exiled to the western region of the continent of Stata, Anze and his group wouldn't have dared to covet Gorsa's wizard tower.

After deciding to take Monica away, Gorza turned to look at Kaz.

The old man was already on the verge of collapse.

Gorsa raised his hand and pressed it on Kaz's wound, then released it, and the neck, which was only half intact, was restored to its original state.

"What is this?" Kaz touched his neck. He was surprised that it had healed so quickly.

"Inspired by Rum, it transforms energy into matter. However, it's rather fragile, so be careful to protect your cervical spine." With a smile, Gorsa then asked Kaz, "I'll hand this wizard tower over to Thor. Do you want to come with me to Radiance or stay here?"

Kaz hesitated visibly, but before he could make a decision, a sound suddenly emanated from within Gorsa…

"Kill me...kill me..."

"Is he awake already?" Gorsa pulled a dark shadow out of his cloak, within which some even darker black things were constantly twisting.

Gorsa frowned. "You've absorbed so much evil, and now you're even more polluted."

Monica straightened her back and first asked her boss, "Lord Tower Master, were you not contaminated just now?"

"It was indeed contaminated, otherwise it wouldn't have almost been corrupted by the riot in the interlayer... However, the legacy of Radiance still has a way of dealing with contamination. I've already returned it to Yura, so her condition is even worse now."

As the group talked, Yura's "Kill Me" echoed around them like background music, only growing sharper and sharper.

Kaz couldn't bear it any longer. He was from the Principality of Kema and knew the living Yura. Seeing that the resurrection experiment had failed and Gorza had advanced to level three, he tried to persuade her: "Lord Tower Master, why don't you... why don't you let Yura go... she's been suffering too much like this."

Gorza smiled, the curve of his eyes exactly the same as when he was wrapped in bandages.

"I can let her go, but only after the resurrection experiment is completed. Then I will personally and thoroughly kill her."

Kaz shuddered, feeling as if his breath was carrying icy shards.

Monica quickly tugged at Kaz's robe, trying to stop him from talking nonsense.

Kaz then came to his senses and slowly lowered his head.

"Alright, I'll go check on Thor's side..." Gorsa clearly didn't want to talk anymore, and hid Yura's condensed soul back under his cloak.

He had only spoken halfway when he suddenly saw cracks appearing on the wizard tower starting from the twentieth floor. These cracks extended all the way to the first floor and then disappeared underground.

The entire tower began to shake violently, and several more terrified screams came from inside.

The Wizard's Tower is about to collapse?!

But just then, long, thin white arms suddenly emerged from the cracks that pierced through the outer wall.

Some of them encircle the wizard's tower to prevent it from falling apart, while others extend all the way to the ground to support the tower and prevent it from collapsing.

Hundreds of slender white arms were holding up the wizard tower, barely maintaining its original shape.

Gorsa abruptly turned to Kaz and Monica, unusually flustered, "Look at this! He said he'd inherit the Wizard Tower? He's practically emptied my coffers!"

At that moment, Gorsa knew very well. After the mouth and eyes, the last remaining arms in the crypt had also changed flags!

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(End of this chapter)