Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 523 The Magic Mirror of Bysek

Thor obtained the complete spirit body he needed, and the old witch had new material for her experiments.

But the death was not over yet.

"We need to speed things up a bit." The old witch put the remaining dwarves in a basin and placed it on the lab table as well.

"Now, my perfect body modification method only requires the final fusion step, right?"

Ochili dared not speak anymore.

"Yes, but this step may take longer than ever before."

"Then let's shorten the time." For some reason, the old witch suddenly seemed very anxious. "I'll give you... three chances. The first is for that useless wizard who's still locked up in the cage. The second is for Ochiri..."

Ochiri suddenly raised his head and looked at the old witch in disbelief, but the old witch did not look at him.

"The third time will be yourself."

Thor stared at the old witch's face, wondering what had happened to her.

"it is good."

Thor looked down at the dwarf who had been transformed from a living person into material in a short time, making his face appear paler, and then silently took the basin.

"I understand. I'll begin the fusion experiment now."

The old witch was not happy that her threats had worked.

She remained frowning, sitting in the corner of the lab, seemingly not intending to clean herself up, and simply began watching Thor conduct his experiments.

Ochiri came over to help Thor with the materials, but when the two were handing them over, he deliberately paused for a moment, his eyes fixed on Thor.

Thor knew what the other person meant.

The old witch suddenly set an almost impossible deadline for the experiment. To survive, Thor must start cooperating with Ochiri now, constantly testing each other to strengthen their positioning devices, and finally raise their strength to the peak of the first tier, close to the second tier.

This would give them a chance to create an accident and escape from the old witch's captivity.

Immediately, Thor began to cooperate with Ochri, tampering with the experimental materials in front of the old witch.

Ochiri made only minor changes, and the old witch wouldn't notice anything amiss for the time being.

Then he suddenly spoke up, asking the old witch for a prop because the experimental reaction was not good enough.

"At this rate, the reaction is too slow. We might not be able to add all the materials before the fusion liquid cools down. I think we need the Bysek Magic Mirror."

The old witch sitting beside the construction workers didn't immediately agree. Instead, she turned to Thor and asked, "Oh? Is that so?"

Thor held up a set of materials that had just been destroyed. "Although I don't know what the Bysek Magic Mirror is, as Ochiri said, when we combine the body tissues of dwarves and giants, the fusion is extremely slow. The fusion liquid often evaporates before the third material is added."

Thor naturally has other solutions to this problem, but he needs to pretend he hasn't thought of any yet to cooperate with Ochiri.

"I'll go get it." The old witch glanced at Thor and Ochli again before slowly getting up.

Ochiri deliberately explained loudly to Thor, "The Bysek Mirror is a very dangerous magical artifact. But it is also a very powerful artifact. Its only function is to accelerate the reaction speed of elemental particles."

At this moment, the old witch had already entered the next room.

Ochri immediately whispered to Thor, "But its greater utility is distortion and replication. I will use its distortion function, so be careful not to let the old witch find out that the experiment has not been accelerated."

Thor nodded silently.

"How long have you been in Level One?"

"Less than a year."

"..." Ochiri didn't expect that Thor would enter the first stage in a shorter time than he thought. In that case, it would be very dangerous to use his method to strengthen the locator.

But he didn't need to tell Saul.

"Although it's a bit short, I believe your abilities are not a problem. The effectiveness of locators varies from person to person."

Just then, the two heard the old witch's footsteps as she returned.

Ochili's voice returned to normal, "I know you're not very good at using it, so I'll demonstrate for you first."

Thor saw Ochiri wink at him and knew that his so-called demonstration was probably a demonstration of the enhanced positioning device.

"it is good."

Just as Thor uttered those words, the old witch walked in, holding a mirror.

"This mirror is extremely precious and dangerous. Do not presume to explore its other uses, or you may lose your lives," the old witch warned coldly. "Don't let curiosity delay my experiments."

After saying that, she removed the seal from the mirror.

The Magic Mirror of Bessack is a mirror that is the same height as Thor, even a little taller.

The mirror is framed with gold and inlaid with rare gemstones, making it look like a dressing mirror in the home of a noble lady.

However, when the old witch broke the seal on the mirror, the faces of dozens of girls were instantly reflected inside.

They frantically pounded on the mirror in their own eyes, their mouths agape as they screamed silently, trying to escape, but forever trapped inside.

The old witch reached out and drew a symbol on the mirror, and the girl inside instantly disappeared, replaced by her own shadow.

At first, the old witch in the mirror maintained the same movements as the real old witch, but soon her expressions and movements began to stagnate, and she gradually began to move spontaneously.

Unlike the girl before, the old witch in the mirror was not terrified; instead, she angrily pounded on the mirror.

Seeing this, the old witch moved the mirror away, facing away from where no one was.

"When looking at people, you shouldn't spend more than a minute looking at them. Even when not looking at people, you should completely change the direction of the mirror every ten minutes."

The old witch didn't say what would happen if she didn't do as she was told.

But even if she spoke, it wouldn't make a difference.

Ochiri has made up his mind to strengthen himself.

After all, he'll be the next one lying on the lab table.

Thor poured out the original materials and dug out some new "dwarves" from the basin.

The two quickly began a new round of experiments.

However, this time, with the addition of the Bisek Magic Mirror, the two had to stop from time to time to adjust the mirror's position.

However, the old witch behind them watched the two of them operate for a while and found that they were very careful, clearly taking her warning to heart. So she stopped watching them so intently.

Her eyes would occasionally drift off, as if she were pondering something important.

It was at this moment that Ochili's movements began to change.

He would deliberately adjust the angle when moving the mirror so that his arm or shoulder remained within the mirror's reflective range.

Sol was responsible for using his body or other instruments to shield Ochiri from his subtle movements.

Soon, Ochili had been exposed to the light for more than a minute. Beads of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead.

If he hadn't kept his back to the old witch, she probably would have already noticed something amiss.

When the time was about three minutes, Thor suddenly adjusted the mirror to a different position.

Ochili immediately glared at him sideways.

Thor then subtly pointed to his throat.

Oqili subconsciously touched it, and his expression immediately changed drastically.

A lump was faintly bulging on his neck, as if a fist-sized tumor was about to grow.

If it is allowed to grow unchecked, the old witch will soon notice something amiss.

Ochiri looked at Thor with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

But Thor didn't look at him.

He looked in the mirror.

Although the mirror wasn't directly facing him, he could still see the old witch sitting in the corner of the room through its reflection.

When he subconsciously squinted at the old witch, the figure of this incredibly ugly old witch flickered every now and then, as if the signal was bad.

Thor stared at the figure and finally seized an opportunity to see the most unusual frame in the flashing animation.

In that extremely brief moment, he saw in the mirror a young woman who was disheveled but had an exceptionally alluring face.

(End of this chapter)