Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 476 The Invisible

Thor was lying so comfortably because he was also going to dream.

Thor didn't care what Char on the other side thought.

The moment Char closed his eyes after a long period of not having natural sleep, he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Thor then closed his eyes as well.

Penny gently landed on Thor's head, and then a pair of silver, metallic-looking, openwork wings suddenly unfurled behind him.

With a gentle flap of his wings, Thor's consciousness seemed to traverse countless worlds. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself surrounded by complete darkness.

He has visited the dreams of many people, even the dreams of monsters, most of which are bizarre and fantastical, a collection of human hearts and desires.

But this dream was extremely dark, with no other objects around and no visible boundaries.

It was as if the owner of the dream had no desires or wants.

"Not here." Thor withdrew his gaze, not deliberately exploring the dream.

His silver, metallic wings flapped suddenly, completely changing the surrounding scenery.

This time, Thor arrived at a dark and cramped room, surrounded by a bustling crowd.

They squeezed into the room, pushing and shoving each other as they moved forward.

The room ended far, far away, where there was a small point of light, which seemed to be an exit leading to light.

Dreams are often illogical, but no one's dream is without reason or out of thin air.

Thor found Char, whose face was filled with terror, in the long, moving crowd. His face was full of resistance, but he was squeezed so tightly by the people around him that he could not stretch his limbs and could only move forward step by step with the crowd.

All the humanoids wanted to run towards the distant light, but Char seemed to have sensed something and only wanted to stay where he was or even go against the current.

The room was completely empty, with no decorations except for the walls, and no place to hide. The only possible hiding place for evil spirits was among the crowd at Thor's feet.

Thor carefully observed the people around Char whose faces he couldn't see.

In the dark room, the outlines of those human figures were also indistinct. They seemed to have no consciousness of their own, simply walking towards a point of light in the far distance of the room.

Char was like a fallen leaf in a flood; although he wouldn't sink, he could only helplessly be carried away by the current.

However, Thor searched the entire crowd but found nothing threatening. Where was the so-called evil spirit from the dream?

Or is it that there is no evil spirit, and it is just the delusion of Char, a paranoid patient?

Although Thor felt nothing, Char seemed to be growing increasingly frightened.

Thor heard his breathing become heavy, as if he was trying to break free from the dream.

The space within the dream became unstable; the once straight walls turned into wavy lines. The humanoid figures shoving around Char no longer resembled humans, but rather monsters of indescribable species.

"There's nothing special about the room. It's probably a space constructed based on Xia's own understanding. The humanoid figures are peculiar, but apart from being frightening in appearance, they didn't harm Xia's spirit."

Could it be that a dignified first-tier wizard has been so scared by nightmares that he hasn't slept for two years?

The space in the dream was shaking more and more violently, and it was clear that Char would wake up soon.

"If we wake up like this, then this effort will have been in vain. If Char is frightened again in his dream, he may not agree to go back to sleep after waking up."

"Why not just kill him as Char wishes and steal the evolution diagram?" Thor thought with amusement.

"Heh." Perhaps emotions are amplified in dreams, Thor heard himself laugh out loud.

"Oh."

Perhaps emotions are amplified in dreams, because Thor heard himself laugh out loud.

"Oh."

Maybe it's...

Thor lunged forward, realizing he had almost done the same thing three times.

"This dream is definitely not right. Even if there are no evil spirits, there is something special hiding in it." Despite the fact that the entire dream is about to collapse, Thor keeps moving around, not only to find out the terrifying existence, but also to avoid getting trapped in the loop without realizing it.

Thor came above Char and tried calling to him, "Char!"

But the latter continued to struggle, ignoring Thor in front of him.

"It's not that he ignores me, it's that he can't see me at all, he can't sense me!" Thor was certain of this.

He realized that Char couldn't see him right in front of him at that moment.

Then he might also be unable to see other things that are right next to him...

Thor closed his eyes, then opened them again, and his entire body underwent a dramatic change.

His muscles were like clay, pressed and deformed by an invisible hand, and in just a few breaths he transformed from a 15-year-old boy into a man in his early 30s.

In this state, Thor's mental body vibrated at an extremely high frequency.

Both body and mind underwent significant changes simultaneously, as if instantly becoming a different person.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of arms draped over his neck.

His arms were thin and pale, hanging limply like a patient's.

At the same time, he suddenly felt a cold breath on his ear, as if it entered his brain through his cochlea.

Thor slowly shifted his gaze to the right.

A pale-faced person was resting their head on their right shoulder at an angle.

The corners of the face were turned up, almost to the corners of the eyes.

It was only at this moment that Thor realized he had been carrying someone on his back the whole time.

This person looks exactly like the 15-year-old wizard Thor.

Thor felt a chill run down his spine, yet also found it somewhat amusing.

While he watched Char struggle in the humanoid form from mid-air, he himself was already entangled with another "humanoid form".

The reason he didn't realize someone was on him was because this "Sol" was in sync with his own frequency.

He considered "Sol" to be a part of himself.

Thor's hand suddenly reached for that familiar face, grabbing the other person's cheek and trying to pull them from behind to the front.

But just as he was about to exert force, the face exploded with a bang, splattering red blood and white fluid all over Thor's body and face.

But that wasn't all. Suddenly, Saul felt something and looked down, only to see another face protruding from between his arms, between his fingers, on his side, between his thighs, and behind his ankles—his own face.

They were smiling, their mouths almost reaching their eyes.

Thor kept his head down and remained motionless, as if he were frightened by these suddenly appearing "selves".

Those faces stared intently at all the hearts and mouths, their skin trembling slightly, and as time went on, they became more and more like Thor's current appearance.

"They are imitating me."

Thor suddenly laughed, a very happy laugh that stretched almost to the corners of his eyes.

"Then come and learn from me."

His body suddenly softened, like steel melting into molten steel in an instant. After losing its solid properties, his body began to reform, and tentacles with terrifying suckers grew out of his shapeless liquid body.

The faces attached to Thor's body panicked instantly; they lost their target and hesitated whether to become Thor's current appearance.

But Thor didn't give them a chance. He controlled the tentacles to curl up the human faces attached to him, allowing the mouths with sharp teeth beneath the suckers to devour them to their heart's content.

The sound of chewing rubber rang in my ears.

The next second, the entire dream world collapsed.

Thor opened his eyes and saw Char on the other side getting up as fast as he could.

He stared intently at Saul, his eyes filled with both surprise and joy.

"You succeeded on your first try? I feel the evil spirit hiding in my dream suddenly disappear!"

The next chapter will be in the evening.

(End of this chapter)