Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 544 The Disappearing Crisis

"If we disregard the fact that her appearance has been altered, she does indeed look exactly like the previous generation wizard, Tower Master Takamü."

The butler, Hope, also jumped down to observe the unconscious vengeful spirit.

Hope's gaze was somewhat complicated. Although he had now acknowledged Thor as his master, he still felt conflicted when faced with the appearance of the previous Tower Master.

After all, Camus was the original founder of this wizard tower.

He quickly composed himself and stood up, suggesting, "Lord Tower Master, before leaving the Wizard Tower, Wizard Camus had already erased all traces of her within the tower. Even the characteristics of her mental energy fluctuations in our memories have been eliminated, so I have no way to make an accurate judgment."

Thor crossed his arms, looking somewhat embarrassed.

If this vengeful spirit is the former tower master Camus, then we need to be more careful in dealing with it.

If not, the problem is even bigger. The appearance of a soul that looks exactly like the former tower master makes it hard to guarantee that there isn't some conspiracy behind it.

He then looked at the small swamp that was originally Xiaozao's new home, but which was now being warned of death by the diary.

"The diary made no mention of when the wizard's tower was built, and it remained silent when I decided to continue living here. Therefore, it's safe to say that the danger beneath the swamp won't erupt anytime soon."

But having something like a time bomb under his feet made Thor unable to sleep peacefully.

"We should still go and see what's there."

But who to send down is a problem. He absolutely cannot bear to part with the four consciousnesses. Even the most useless Herman occasionally provides valuable advice.

"Oh right, I almost forgot, I still have a fifth page I haven't used."

Chapter 5 contains the book about Kent, a first-tier fire-attribute wizard whom he captured from Biden Academy.

Because Kent had a good understanding of fire magic, Thor used it as a reference book, so he didn't have much soul energy left.

If you want to summon him, you must activate the consciousness platform and inject energy into him.

"Previously, when I took the consciousness out of the diary, I always put it into a container so that it could move around in a body."

But in fact, the process of injecting into the container is also the process of extracting consciousness from my spiritual body. So, can I avoid injecting into the container and let it exist directly as a soul?

Thor glanced at Hope, the butler standing beside him, and continued to think.

"Like the butler, he exists in a peculiar way. He's clearly a soul, but he looks like a real person, and even the feel of him is similar. If he hadn't come out of the black iron coffin on his own, I might not have realized that he wasn't a living person, but one of the souls controlled by the Wizard Tower."

"Hope," Thor said.

"Lord Tower Master." The steward immediately bowed, appearing ready to obey any orders.

"I have some relatively complete soul forms, but they cannot exist stably in the outside world for long periods of time. Is there any way to make them like you, in a form similar to a living person, able to move around outside for extended periods, and also able to transform at any time, returning to the container I use to nurture souls?"

Hope did not disappoint Thor.

"There is a way, and it's not too difficult for you."

By covering the soul's body with a thin film made of light-attribute magic, the soul can have an appearance similar to a real body.

However, this membrane is merely a disguise; it doesn't grant us a physical body like a real living person, nor can it withstand strong attacks. It can only provide you with the simplest service.

"Light-attribute magic?"

"This spell is inscribed on the surface of the black iron coffin; I can point it out for you."

Thor never expected that the runes on the outside of the black iron coffin contained a hidden spell.

He nodded and said to the butler, "Let's go upstairs."

Saul had the little algae pick up Camus from the ground—that's what we'll call her for now—and leave with them.

The little algae failed to take root and seemed a little impatient, but it still obediently listened to Thor and left the second underground level.

Camus remained motionless, like a corpse.

But Thor would never forget how hard she had grabbed his hand just now!

"Actually, Camus's form of existence is somewhat similar to that of the butler, only the composition of the outer skin seems to be different, which is worth studying."

Back in the underground laboratory, Thor immediately drew a magical circle on the ground to imprison spirits and put Camus inside, in case she suddenly woke up and caused trouble.

Then, under the butler's guidance, he copied down the sorcery structure hidden on the surface of the black iron coffin.

This sorcery is called "Physical Body," and it's not too difficult; at least Thor can learn and master it on his own now.

With the help of the butler and Agu, Thor was able to cast the spell in just two days.

However, its effect is not as good as the light-attribute skin on the butler's body.

Thor then entered the consciousness platform, pulled the weakened Kent out, and replenished him with a little soul energy, just enough for him to move around—after all, he was likely to be destroyed by unknown dangers in the swamp.

Having spent nearly half a year hidden within the black pages, Kent no longer displayed the arrogance and hostility he once had when facing Saul.

Perhaps because he was influenced by the stars in the consciousness space after jumping off the platform, Kent seemed to have some mental problems when he returned to this world.

There's no problem with exchanging knowledge about witchcraft, but it's more like a robot that only knows how to execute simple instructions and provide feedback.

"Those stars within my consciousness are a big problem and very dangerous, but unfortunately I don't dare to make a move against them right now."

Self-research is the most dangerous.

One wrong move and there will be no second chance for the experiment.

Therefore, despite knowing that the stars within his consciousness might be a hidden danger, Thor currently has no way to deal with them.

Fortunately, the diary didn't warn of the existence of those stars. Thor was able to sleep soundly at night.

"Go, go down into the swamp and see what's inside."

Kent, now wearing the "body suit," moved stiffly, but still made his way step by step into the swamp on the second basement level.

Saul kept a close eye on the diary.

If the diary says that Kent going down there would also bring Saul to his death, then he would immediately call off this test.

The diary remained unresponsive until Kent was completely swallowed by the swamp.

Five minutes later, the anxious head popped up from the ground again, followed by the complete body and legs.

He walked up to Thor, a hint of fear hidden in his eyes as he looked at him.

"No, there's no danger."

His voice was completely flat.

"Is there nothing that is particularly different from the natural environment?"

"no."

Thor was somewhat puzzled. He looked at the swamp and wondered again whether he should go down and investigate himself.

This fleeting thought didn't even trigger a warning in the diary!

"What's going on? I can go down and check again now? Could it be that the danger from before has passed, and the force that sent Camus up has left?"

Several questions swirled in my mind.

But thinking about it won't get you anywhere, so Thor decided to go down and see for himself.

Just as he was about to leave his body, Xiao Zao suddenly tapped his shoulder and pointed with her little head to the mud on the ground.

"You want to go down and check it out for me?"

Little Algae nodded.

"It could be dangerous."

What poses no fatal danger to Thor may not be so for Little Algae.

The algae sprouted a branch right in front of Thor.

"Send the clone? Okay, be careful. If there's any danger, cut it off immediately without hesitation."

The algae nodded, and a black vine-like tentacle slid underground.

Ten minutes later, the tentacles emerged from the ground and swayed happily from side to side.

The danger has truly passed.

At the same time, the tip of the tentacle split open in front of Thor, spitting out a bit of brownish-black soil.

Thor casually took an empty petri dish from the storage container and caught a small pinch of soil.

"What is this? Do you think there's something wrong with it?"

Little Algae nodded.

Thor gently stirred the small clump of soil with a glass rod.

Soon, a black powder that was insoluble in other soils was found in the soil.

"This could very well be a trace left by the danger that prompted the diary to issue a crisis warning!"

Thor's eyes lit up, and he scratched Little Algae's chin.

"Xiaozao is awesome!"

I'm not sure if I can finish the third update, I'll give it a try.

(End of this chapter)