Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 551 Double-crossing

Thor tossed the wizard's corpse to Anne to play with.

I had promised her before that I would take her out to play when I had time.

Ann's eight spider legs hadn't been used since they were refurbished, and now she couldn't bear to destroy the wizard's corpse immediately. Just like Thor in the morgue, she happily picked out useful materials.

Hermann handed the top to Sol.

Thor took it and discovered the mental imprint left by the witch on it. He used his powerful mental strength to forcefully sweep it away.

But instead of attaching his mental energy to it, he first tossed it into the storage device.

He then walked step by step to the witch who had been thrown five meters away, watching as the last bit of color in her face disappeared.

"Since I've accepted your payment, let me see the filth on you."

He said this out of the blue, but it made the witch's eyes widen.

"So you really did see through it." The witch said blankly, blood still trickling from the corner of her mouth.

Thor crouched down, grabbed the witch by the collar, and pulled her face close to his.

"Although I haven't been working part-time for very long, I have a lot of experience." He raised his other hand and traced along the witch's face, gently touching her left eye.

"Your eye is corrupted," Thor said, his thumb suddenly transforming into a tiny tentacle that burrowed into the gap between his eyeball and eyelid.

The witch stared in terror, trying to escape, but found herself unable to move at all.

A short while later, the witch's left eye suddenly shrank like a dead tadpole.

When he lowered his head, his eyeballs, which were connected to nerves, fell out of their sockets.

Thor then retracted his tentacles, which turned back into thumbs.

The witch raised her hand blankly to touch her eyes, but suddenly a surprised smile appeared on her face. "Really...it's all gone!"

She looked at Saul, both grateful and remorseful. "I'm sorry, Dr. Saul. Actually, someone ordered us to test you. In order to treat the contamination, I had no choice but to agree to their demands. I'm so sorry, I hope you can forgive me."

The witch's other eye was already brimming with tears, and it seemed that if her eyelashes trembled even slightly, the tears would slide down her cheeks.

If you ignore her shriveled eye, this witch is actually quite pretty.

It has a delicate, fragile quality.

Thor looked into the witch's other eye. "Pale...beautiful..."

The witch's pupils dilated slightly, and her small, bloodless lips parted little by little.

"……Fragile."

"Click!"

As soon as Thor finished speaking, he tightened his grip on the woman's neck.

He snapped her neck.

The witch convulsed, and tears mingled with blood.

Thor released his grip, letting the corpse fall to the ground. He then waited a while to make sure there was no possibility of it coming back to life before letting Anne tie up the witch as well, preparing to bring her back to the wizard's tower without wasting a single piece of her.

Herman seemed a little disappointed. "Master, aren't you going to ask who sent them to test you?"

"Most of the information these low-level henchmen know is false."

An hung the body behind the wolf cart.

Previously, in order to transport the materials provided by the Gaga Drum, Thor added a cargo bed to the back of the wolf wagon.

It's perfect for storing enemy corpses now.

The two consciousnesses must return to the diary, otherwise, if they pass by the frozen Lake Rhine, they will be sucked to the bottom of the lake by the powerful force.

Thor still needs to use small algae to lift it out and thaw it.

Before going back, Ann smiled mischievously, "I just thought Master was going to take that witch away."

Herman laughed: "Although she was forced to come here to test her master, she didn't hold back. If anyone else had been tested like that, they would probably be dead by now."

Thor put away his two consciousnesses, turned around and got into the wolf carriage. Before shaking the reins, he suddenly muttered something to himself.

"Yes, although it's a test, it's ruthless. If I die, it means I'm weak, worthless, and pose no threat. If I survive, I'll most likely kill them both. So... there will be a third party to verify the results of the test."

"Who would dare to test me in such a roundabout way, even going so far as to use a powerful magical artifact as a sacrifice?"

As the wolf-drawn carriage moved forward, Thor opened his hand, and a red spinning top appeared in his palm.

"Thunderstorm Spinning Top, that's too straightforward. We should just call it Red Alert."

……

Someone was standing on a small hill far from Lake Rhine, having just put away their binoculars.

This telescope is different from the telescopes used by ordinary navigators.

It had no lenses, only a single eyeball at the very front of the cylinder. The eyeball was bloodshot, as if it might explode at any moment.

"Very vigilant, and ruthless, showing no mercy." The man twirled the binoculars in his hand. "However, he can tell at a glance who is contaminated, which shows he has some real skill. But it's a bit troublesome that he's backed by Gorsa... We still need to sneak them away."

The man decided to go back first and then launch a second operation.

"In the meantime, to prevent him from becoming powerful in this way, we should first spread the word that he will kill those who come to him for help at will. That way, ordinary people won't dare to go to him immediately."

"That won't do!"

A hoarse female voice suddenly appeared behind the man.

The man's heart tightened, and without turning around, he was launched into the air like a rocket.

He then released a giant burning net behind him.

But before he could turn around to check the results, the air around him suddenly froze, and the man who was about to fly away was frozen in mid-air like a specimen.

At that moment, a short wizard with a huge mask on his face appeared before him.

"Saul once said that cutting off money is like killing someone. How dare you, a mere first-level wizard, try to kill me?" the old witch, who had covered her face, said viciously.

The man was dumbfounded. How come he had never heard of a second-tier wizard inside the Spirit Cleansing Wizard Tower?

"Who sent you to test Er?"

The man felt the air that had been confining his head loosen slightly, clearly because the old witch was asking him to answer.

But the man said nothing.

"Hmph, what's there to hide? Your master sent you to test a nobody first-tier wizard. He's obviously corrupted and about to die. I advise you to surrender as soon as possible, lest you risk your life in vain."

But the man remained unmoved.

Looking at his slightly trembling eyes, it seemed he was still searching for a way to escape.

"Hmph! Troublesome!" The old witch prepared to take the person back and hand them over to Thor to deal with.

Anyway, besides skinning people, she's not good at interrogation.

But just as the old witch was about to pack the man up and take him away, the man's head suddenly exploded with a bang.

The old witch quickly stepped back to avoid the impact of the explosion.

She immediately looked around alertly, but could not sense any magical or mental energy fluctuations.

"There doesn't seem to be anyone else around. Could it be some kind of witchcraft that can kill people at set times?"

Regardless, the old witch still felt somewhat ashamed that her former captives had been blown to pieces before her very eyes.

Thor instructed her to look around the neighborhood for any observers or followers while they were receiving treatment. If any were found, she was to capture them alive and bring them back to the Wizard's Tower.

If she only brings back a corpse, she can only take half of the reward of three hundred magic crystals.

"What bad luck."

With things having come to this, the old witch could only grumble and curse as she led the corpse back home.

(End of this chapter)