Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 538 Do you need me to examine your body?

Thor wrapped his mental energy around Dreambell, but Dreambell did not change.

He closed his eyes, practiced meditation, and then slightly opened them a crack.

This time, he finally saw something different.

"The new meditation method has increased the ability to observe other non-spiritual entities compared to the erosion diagram. It's just that we haven't yet analyzed whether the ability corresponding to the monster or the distorted light was used when observing Mengling."

Morton: [Judging from Penny's reaction, I'm more inclined to believe it's the distorted light.]

Thor nodded.

Through meditation, he saw tiny flashes of light on the seashell.

At first he thought it was a pearlescent substance, but after careful examination he realized it was actually scale powder.

"Could it be butterfly phosphorus?"

Morton agreed with this, but he still had questions.

Morton: [But Master, your Nightmare Butterfly doesn't have phosphorus powder on it.]

Penny finally chimed in at this point, "Actually, I did, but my form changed a bit after I entered the diary."

Penny said shyly, "It's like I've become a bookmark in a diary."

Bookmarks?

This is indeed the case.

Ever since Penny attempted to peek at Thor's lost memories and was rescued by the diary, her appearance has become completely different from that of ordinary Nightmare Butterflies.

"Penny, why are you afraid of this dream bell?"

"I can't really explain it. I just feel annoyed when I see it and panicked when I hear it make a sound."

Herman; [Do you have a heart?]

Penny retorted angrily, "I have a heart!"

Thor put the Dream Bell into the storage device. "How about this?"

This time, Penny finally flew out of her diary.

"I'm feeling a bit better, but I still feel a little uneasy."

At this moment, Thor also felt that the Dream Bell in the storage device was somewhat unstable, as if it sensed Penny's presence.

"Could the Dodge Wizard have also discovered Penny's presence? He didn't say anything at the time, he just left in a hurry... But that kind of reaction is suspicious."

"Penny, go back to your diary. Don't come out until I've figured out Mengling's secret."

"Hey!" Penny crawled back in without any hesitation.

Normally it loves to come out and fly, but now it's so scared that it immediately shrinks back, which further highlights Mengling's special nature.

An: [The owner of the Dream Bell is the third-tier wizard Clark, whose title here is the Dream Weaver. Perhaps the word "dream" in his name also refers to the dream of the Nightmare Butterfly.]

Herman: [This is troublesome! Could the reinforcements Dodge went to get be Clark?]

For a moment, Thor and the consciousness in the diary all fell silent.

If it really is a third-tier wizard who has come...

"Knock knock knock!"

Just then, someone knocked on the door from outside.

With such a steady and rhythmic voice, Saul knew without guessing that it belonged to the butler, Hope.

"Please come in."

With Saul's permission, Hope came in carrying a tray.

"Master Tower, it's time for your meal. This is a dinner I prepared based on your physical condition."

The tableware on the tray was exquisite, but the food on it didn't look appetizing.

Or it's more like a culinary disaster.

Seeing that Thor was staring at the dinner but hadn't picked up his cutlery, Hope smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Master, I'm not very good at cooking, but I'll find you a qualified chef as soon as possible."

"Never mind." Thor picked up the bowl and plate, and shoved all the food into his mouth in two gulps. The taste was indeed very strange.

He placed the empty plate back on the tray, cleared his throat to let the food go straight into his stomach, "No need to bother starting a fire, just extract the nutrients and energy directly. I'm not picky."

Noticing Thor's somewhat reluctant expression, the butler bowed slightly. "I'm very sorry, but if it were made into a nutritional potion, what flavor would you prefer?"

Thor opened his mouth, paused for two seconds, and then said, "It would be best if it were like plain water."

Hope looked serious, as if he had been given a difficult and important task, and nodded and patted his chest.

"I will do my best."

"I brought the food, but where did you get these utensils?" Thor looked at the bowls and tray in front of him with interest.

He had previously wandered around the wizard's tower but had not found any such miscellaneous items.

Hope bowed slightly again. "These are surplus materials that were produced during the growth of the Wizard Tower. I did some simple processing."

After saying that, he glanced at the empty room and said, "If you don't mind, Tower Master, please let me tidy up the room for you."

Saul stood up.

His room is completely empty, how is he supposed to clean it?

Before Thor could even ask, he suddenly sensed a surge of mental energy emanating from the distant mist.

Was someone outside Lake Rhine sending him a signal requesting a meeting?

Could it be that Dodge is back?

No, the fluctuations in mental energy are very stable, and it must be that the signal was deliberately transmitted using witchcraft.

"I can't sense any malice from this spiritual entity... Could it be a customer of Dodge's visiting?"

Saul has been in charge of Lake Rhine for less than a day. Even if Dodge deliberately spread the news after leaving, probably not many people would know about the changes here.

The night is dark.

The originally gray fog appeared much whiter under the night sky.

Thor donned a wide cloak, stepped onto the black raft, and sailed through the stillness.

The deep lake water occasionally submerged the surface of the bamboo raft, bringing a bone-chilling coolness.

As the lakeside gradually came into view, a short man, probably less than 1.2 meters tall, stood on the shore.

He was carrying a huge suitcase on his back.

The luggage was twice the height of a man and three meters wide.

The luggage consisted of several packages and wooden crates, tightly bound together with hemp ropes as thick as a forearm. It looked precarious, as if it might fall apart at any moment.

The other person was smiling as they looked at the lake, but their expression changed when they saw that the newcomer had changed from Dodge to someone else.

But this change of expression happened in the blink of an eye.

The next second he put on a warm smile.

"Although I don't know your name yet, I think we'll definitely become good friends in the future." The short man tightened the straps on his shoulders, causing the huge bundle of luggage on his back to sway.

"My name is Thor, and I just bought the entire Lake Rhine from the Dodge Wizard. If you're looking for the Dodge Wizard, you're probably making a wasted trip."

The short man gripped the straps of his suspenders tightly, grinning as he said, "Whoever owns Lake Rhine, that's who I'll be dealing with. I haven't introduced myself yet, but my name is Gaga Drum, the most famous traveling merchant in the No Man's Land. I've come to Lake Rhine to buy several complete spirits. I wonder if Lord Thor would be willing to sell the vengeful spirits of the lake, just like the wizard Dodge?"

Although Jiajia asked this question, he felt in his heart that Thor couldn't possibly disagree.

The wizards who occupy Lake Rhine are all after the vengeful spirits in the lake and other materials that may be obtained in exchange for them.

Otherwise, how could Lake Rhine, lacking other resources and located in a remote area, continue to attract wizards?

However, Saul's answer surprised Gaja.

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you'll have to make a wasted trip. I don't intend to sell the vengeful spirits from Lake Rhine."

Jiajia gave a somewhat forced smile. "Are you really not going to sell it? But what can you do if you don't sell it? Even if you're a wizard specializing in dark magic, you can't possibly use that many vengeful spirits, can you? The accumulated pollution caused by using a large number of vengeful spirits is not easy to resolve."

If a wizard is nearing the end of his life, he may have to use a large number of vengeful spirits to quickly enhance his spiritual power and magic, praying for a temporary breakthrough to extend his lifespan.

Adding a drumbeat might help to understand the other party's behavior a little better.

But the wizard Thor before him was clearly a young wizard with abundant vitality and few signs of corruption on his appearance. What use was he to guard such a treasure trove?

Does he gain strength by looking at vengeful spirits every day?

Although Jiajia still had a smile on his face, he was already thinking: should he incite other dark attribute wizards to seize Lake Rhine and reopen this closed market?

Just as Gaja was deciding to sentence Saul to death, he suddenly heard the person opposite him speak again.

"Although we cannot sell vengeful spirits, now that you've arrived at the Spirit Purification Wizard's Tower, would you like me to check your body for any contamination?"

With a smile, Saul began the first marketing campaign for the new store opening.

Saul: Never miss a marketing opportunity!

(End of this chapter)