Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 553 Demon Storage Pool

In a short time, Thor came up with several ways to increase his magic power.

None of them can be described as large-scale.

The last time Thor received a large amount of magic was in the Elf Valley, when he received the half-elf's final gift.

That pure magic saved him several years of accumulating magic power, allowing him to successfully advance to a formal wizard.

If he weren't a formal wizard, he probably wouldn't have survived the Wizard Tower rebellion.

But now, without the gifts from heaven, Thor can only rely on himself to find ways to increase his magic power.

Meditation alone is definitely not enough.

"The main way I can think of to increase my magic power right now is to collect various materials that are pure in magic, purify them, and then absorb them. However, the drawback of this method is that it cannot be completely purified, and impurities will accumulate in the body. Over time, I will have to find a special way to clean them up, otherwise there will be great hidden dangers."

"You can build a magic-storing pool," Camus suddenly said.

"A demon-storing pool? What's that?"

Thor had never heard of this name. Although the name was easy to understand, he felt that the method Camus specifically proposed couldn't be that simple.

"The magic pool is where highly magical materials are collected, and then purified through four steps: catalysis, refining, filtering, and collection."

At first glance, this method seems similar to the one Thor had previously considered.

However, Thor did not speak, but simply watched Camus quietly.

"Every step in building a mana sump is crucial, but the third step, filtration, determines the core of the mana sump. The choice of filtration material determines the level of contamination in the mana you extract, which some people also call distortion value."

Camus's voice was as flat and even as her emotions. Like an instruction manual.

"...The best filter material is a living wizard."

"I doubt this kind of knowledge would be allowed to spread, would it?"

Camus did not answer, but simply stared at Saul like a statue.

Saul leaned against the lab bench, slowly turning the beaker in his hand. "Tell me about it."

Thor built a magic pool at the top of the Wizard's Tower.

The entire pool was constructed using materials from the Wizard Tower itself. The pool is cylindrical, two meters high, and one meter in diameter.

Outside the magic-accumulating pool, a light-blocking shed and a spotlight were also erected. Different environments can be simulated depending on the experimental materials.

Thanks to witchcraft, the entire structure of the demon-accumulating pool was completed in less than half a month.

The next step is to prepare various materials, catalysts, and... suitable filter materials.

After the main facilities of the magic pool were completed, Thor left Herman in the wizard tower and went out with the others.

Currently, the Spirit Purification Wizard Tower has entered a state of stable growth, and with the magic-suppressing Rhine Lake outside, he can leave with peace of mind for a while.

On this trip, Thor is going to a place recommended by the old witch. She's heard that she once saw quicksand termites there.

The queen of the quicksand termite secretes a substance known in the wizarding world as obsidian amber. Obsidian amber is a highly effective catalyst with a wide catalytic range.

Previously, when Saul was the manager of the second warehouse, he had sold some of it.

After leaving the Wizard's Tower, he did not take the queen of the quicksand termites with him, because the queen was very fragile and had to live in a complex environmental simulation device.

The instruments were very precise and susceptible to damage from bumps, so Thor could not possibly take them on the road.

However, he still had some remaining obsidian amber on him, but for such a large-scale experimental project as the magic storage pool, that little bit of residue was simply not enough.

He needs more dark obsidian and sustainable harvesting channels.

So he planned to follow the clues provided by the old witch to find the termite colony in the quicksand, and then move the queen and her offspring to the outskirts of Lake Rhine.

The old witch would build an ant nest outside the wizard's tower in advance, so that when Thor returned, she could move the entire colony of quicksand termites inside.

This was her own suggestion. The condition was that she also had to receive a portion of the obsidian amber produced by the queen ant.

Thor naturally wouldn't refuse. He even planned to send someone to the vicinity of the anthill to guard it. The old witch would be the best choice.

The old witch had discovered that the quicksand termites were not in the desert, but rather in a strange forest adjacent to a settlement.

The forest area is not large, and it doesn't even cover half of the mountain, but the plants growing inside are exceptionally lush and tall.

People walking inside feel as small as ants.

Therefore, he was called the Survivor Gulin by the locals.

Most of the No Man's Lands are uninhabited. Some areas are inhabited only by a small number of powerful wizards or other strong individuals.

Few places will establish settlements.

Before entering the Survivors' Forest, Thor first went to a nearby settlement to gather information.

The settlement was not large, but it was surrounded by high walls.

The wall looks quite old. The bricks and stones are mottled, and even some of the magical arrays inscribed on it have become ineffective, merely hanging there to serve as a deterrent.

Here, the mountain is to the north, the ancient forest of survivors is to the south, and there are no obstructions on the east and west sides. Only one weathered road extends to the bottom of the wall and then forks around it.

The sunlight shone down relentlessly. Although it was already autumn, it still had the might of midsummer.

Thor walked to the fork in the road.

The path leading to the settlement was overgrown with weeds and didn't seem to be frequented by many people.

As Thor considered whether to go through the door or fly straight in, a series of chaotic metallic clanging sounds, approaching from afar, caught his attention.

Seven ordinary people, dressed in rags, walked out of the Survivor's Forest in a line.

They all wore shackles on their ankles.

Everyone's left foot was tied to one set of iron shackles, and everyone's right foot was tied to another set.

All seven people had their eyes covered with black cloth.

The first person was carrying a lantern.

The lantern's light was faint, almost invisible under the bright sun.

"A group of people tied together, blindfolded, yet still carrying lanterns?"

Thor stood there, watching them slowly emerge from the forest, their bare feet moving from the grass to the earth, and then past him.

These people's pants were rolled up to their knees, and their calves and toes were covered in mud.

After the last person passed by Thor, he followed behind.

The fork in the road is more than 100 meters away from the gate dug in the wall.

As the first blindfolded man approached the closed beechwood gate, the lantern he was holding suddenly went out with a "whoosh".

The first person stopped immediately.

The entire team then came to a stop with practiced ease.

At that moment, the door silently opened a crack.

It was very dark inside the gate, as if sunlight was forbidden to enter the settlement.

A giant hand gripped the door, widening the gap to allow someone to enter.

The lantern was lit again.

The seven people in front continued forward, and very tacitly stepped forward with their right foot first, followed by their left foot.

Thor remained at the very back, even keeping the same pace as the ordinary people in front of him.

He successfully entered through the crack in the door and looked up to see a large, almost triangular head peeking out from behind the door panel.

His eyes were orange-yellow and as big as a round table. He had one hand gripping the side of the door and the other resting on the top of the door panel.

He didn't look at Thor; his cloudy pupils followed the seven ordinary people slowly walking on the ground.

"Gurgle."

Thor seemed to hear the sound of swallowing.

The monster behind the door could no longer contain itself. It loosened its grip on the door and reached out to the last of the seven people.

He grabbed the man's upper body and tried to lift him up.

But as soon as he raised his arm, the shackles connecting the feet of the seven men began to rattle and clang.

The man who was caught was very flustered, but he opened his mouth without making a sound. He just kept shaking his still-movable legs, trying to make the shackles rattle louder.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a long whip emerged from the darkness and lashed fiercely at the monster's head.

"Don't touch my things!"

An angry old man's voice rang out.

(End of this chapter)