Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 541 Trapped

Noticing that Thor was staring at his shirt, the man shifted his arms uncomfortably.

"Heh, it seems you've already figured it out." The other person wasn't angry, but instead tugged at the collar, and the pattern on the front of the clothes suddenly changed, forming a wolf head pattern.

Then the wolf-headed creature spoke, its voice hoarse and deep: "You are more powerful than I imagined. It seems you can definitely help me with this."

"I'm sorry, I don't see any serious pollution on you. Would you mind if I took a closer look?" Thor didn't rule out the possibility of a definitive answer.

"No, you misunderstand." Although it was the wolf head on the clothes that was speaking, the man wearing the clothes was still moving.

He reached out and pulled open his collar.

There was a large hole below the collar, and inside the hole, there was no flesh or blood, but only a gold pearl bracelet.

"This is an ancient artifact I recently acquired during my adventures. However, it's tainted with some harmful contamination. I don't know how to remove the contamination myself without damaging this magical artifact. But if I don't remove the contamination, it could be completely corroded by it at any moment."

"I just overheard Jiajia mentioning you. I was wondering, since you can absorb pollution from the human body, could you also remove pollution attached to the inside of props?"

Before Saul could speak, he heard Penny speak.

"Brother Thor, don't go over there! That sorcery item isn't polluted, it's cursed!"

"curse?"

"Yes, although I don't know much about these things, I've seen this golden pearl bracelet before. It's called Halima's Love Letter. But it actually carries an extremely powerful curse. Anyone who receives this love letter will eventually die a violent death."

A pearl bracelet, yet it's called Halima's Love Letter?

There must be a winding, bizarre, and poignant love story behind this bracelet.

The communication within the mental body was swift and precise; to the other party, it was only a blink of an eye, and Thor smiled and shook his head.

"The contamination of magical artifacts is beyond my capabilities. I am a wizard specializing in dark magic, so I would be more confident in finding a wizard with the corresponding attribute to deal with artifacts like these."

Thor's straightforward refusal seemed to displease the wolf head on the man's clothes, which closed its eyes.

Without giving the other party another chance to negotiate, Thor continued, "If I were to force myself to do so, the greater chance would be that I would neither be able to remove the contamination nor destroy this rare and countless artifacts."

Thor then changed the subject: "Of course, if you can handle the consequences, I can give it a try. I haven't yet figured out how to clean up contaminated items."

After saying that, Thor snapped his fingers, conjuring up a simple control panel between the two of them.

He then gestured to the male wizard opposite him, saying that if he was willing to take the risk, he could place the bracelet on the control panel.

But not everyone has the courage to gamble with their life, especially since such an adventure could very well result in losing everything.

The man hesitated for a long time, but ultimately did not dare to take out the pearl bracelet.

He fastened the top button of his collar, covering the large hole in his throat, and shook his head apologetically.

"You're right. Since you're a wizard specializing in dark magic, you should have more confidence in dealing with corpses and souls. It would be unreasonable for me to present this item to you so rashly. I'll think of another way myself."

After the wolf head finished speaking, the stripes that made up him dispersed and transformed back into the exquisite patterns on his clothes.

The man in the clothes gave Thor a wizard's salute with his hands on his chest, then flew back into the sky and quickly disappeared behind the distant hillside.

So she just watched him quietly and didn't stop him from leaving.

"That sorcery artifact looks quite good; it must have been passed down from ancient times. If you're sticking to your own ideas and unwilling to take action, then I'll just go and snatch it from you."

The old witch's voice came from the mist, and soon she boarded another small algae-shaped raft and set foot on the lakeshore.

Seeing Thor turn his head to look at her, the old witch waved her hand.

"Don't worry, I waited until now to come out so that he would stay away from us and steal the treasure without arousing suspicion."

Thor hesitated for a moment, then asked just as the old witch was about to take off, "Old witch, have you heard of Halima's love letters?"

The old witch's short legs, which were just about to take off, trembled, and she almost fell flat on her face.

She stared at Thor with her big, round eyes, her chin almost touching his chest.

"You're saying that bracelet is Halima's love letter? But rumors say Halima's love letter was clearly a woven metal bracelet!"

The old witch frowned again, shrank her neck, and looked at Thor suspiciously. "Could it be just some excuse I made up to stop you?"

Thor smiled and pointed the way.

"Then please go ahead."

……

The wizard, dressed in a blue suit, flew over a small hill before landing.

He turned and looked in the direction of Lake Rhine, a calculating glint in his eyes.

"His strength is decent; he quickly dealt with the probing attacks that came his way. However, his personality is a bit hard to figure out. Is he genuinely cautious, or just pretending?"

His clothes began to transform, changing from an exquisite blue tuxedo into a black half-armor. The breastplate of this half-armor featured a lifelike, relief-carved wolf head with its mouth half-open, seemingly ready to devour a person at any moment.

He carefully adjusted his armor, preparing to continue flying.

However, after taking just one step, he suddenly leaned forward.

"Bang!"

He fell to the ground, kicking up a little dust.

The armor on his chest merely swayed slightly before remaining still, just like the rest of him.

After a while, a colorful butterfly about the size of a thumb flew by high in the sky.

Wherever it passed, there was complete tranquility.

It was as if the sky and the earth had fallen into a deep sleep.

The butterfly had just flown past the man on the ground when, as if noticing something, it landed on him.

A moment later, it flew away from the man again and continued eastward.

After the butterfly flew away, a gust of wind blew by, and the man turned into white powder, drifting away with the wind.

The black half-armor was left in place, but its luster had dimmed, and it no longer possessed its former splendor.

Inside the half-body armor, a string of golden pearls still radiates a warm glow.

It seems to be waiting for its next owner.

……

The old witch naturally didn't chase after them.

She was already used to Saul's way of speaking.

Whenever he gives her a wicked grin and asks her to do something, he's definitely saying the opposite of what he means.

Just as the two were rowing the small algae raft back onto the island in the middle of the lake, they both felt a wave of dizziness.

It's more like drowsiness than dizziness.

That extreme drowsiness was almost irresistible.

The old witch immediately knelt down, supporting herself with her hands on the ground.

Fear flashed in her eyes, and she glanced at Thor with a complicated expression.

However, Thor, who was also battling drowsiness, did not notice her gaze.

Immediately afterwards, the old witch closed her eyes, succumbed to the irresistible drowsiness, and collapsed to the ground.

Thor then realized that the old witch's resistance lasted even less than his own.

He hasn't fallen yet.

He needed to get back to the wizard's tower as soon as possible.

In his extreme exhaustion, he couldn't even tell which foot would be his next step.

The waters of Lake Rhine surged with waves, and even the mist swirled like clouds.

Someone is outside, using overwhelming power to directly suppress the rules of the entire Lake Rhine region.

Only a third-tier wizard can do this!

"Tier 3... Sleepy... Dream Weaver Clark has arrived!"

Thor desperately tried to make his mental body vibrate, and then in turn stimulate his brain, in order to barely stay awake.

Thor's mental strength is powerful. If the Dream Weaver Clark is only at the second level, he can definitely withstand this drowsiness, and may even feign weakness to seize the opportunity to counterattack.

However, the Dream Weaver is only at the third level, and if Thor relaxes even slightly, he will fall into a deep sleep like an old witch.

He doesn't want to fight on someone else's home turf.

Thor's outstretched hand finally touched the door of the wizard's tower.

The door opened, and a hand reached out to support Saul's unsteady body.

Chapter two

(End of this chapter)