Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 57 An Unstoppable Enemy

7 PM.

It's time to leave work.

Sol rarely leaves work on time.

Despite acquiring some useful alienation materials today, it still couldn't reignite his excitement.

The bodies handled by Byron were all in high condition and safe, allowing Thor to work while his mind wandered.

His mentor Katz's words and his capricious attitude kept echoing in his mind.

Although he wanted to attribute everything to Kars' mental problems, Thor's intuition told him that there was probably another reason.

"Soul talent, the focus must be on soul talent. What does Master Kaz want me to do with this talent?" Thor thought as he walked, not paying any attention to the path beneath his feet.

Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have gone astray, after all, he had been walking this road for almost three months.

But today he found himself walking for what seemed like an eternity.

Why is the next turn on the next level so far away?

Saul realized something was wrong and looked around warily.

He had encountered this kind of "being trapped in a maze" situation before; the last time, the mushroom growing on his head was smashed by him.

Has he encountered a similar situation again?

But he didn't think there was anything unusual about the guests he received today.

At that moment, the candlelight by the wall suddenly dimmed.

The shadows in the corner seemed to come alive, scattering and fleeing.

Thor immediately narrowed his eyes, his right hand in his pocket and his left hand across his body.

A dejected gaze, scorching breath, and the striking of the dead.

The rune structures and incantations of the three Rank 0 spells quickly went through his mind.

The slope was unusually quiet.

It was as if even the sound of their voices was hidden away in fear.

Thor looked up abruptly and could sense someone standing around the bend ahead.

Is this a new tactic used by West Germany?

But if this person is West Germany's trump card, then Jenna and Rocky are just a useless move.

The person on the other side is too powerful, so powerful that Thor doesn't know who to compare himself to!

Could West Germany command such people?

Thor raised his head and shouted, "No matter who you are, no matter whose influence you've been given, I advise you not to make a move inside the Wizard's Tower."

The sense of danger hadn't disappeared; the man was still standing behind the corner wall.

"My mentor is Katz, and he thinks highly of me! If you want to be exiled like West Germany, you're welcome to try."

The person behind the wall remained silent.

How embarrassing.

But there's nothing we can do; admitting our mistake is just a matter of apologizing.

If this can make potential enemies even slightly wary, it's all worthwhile.

After breaking ties with West Germany, Saul had already begun planning his next move.

However, all plans are futile in the face of overwhelming power.

Thor was filled with a lot of thoughts.

Just as he was wondering whether to activate the distress signal now, the person behind the wall finally moved.

The pressure also increased as a result.

Without further hesitation, Saul immediately crushed the medicine bottle in his pocket.

A plume of white smoke instantly enveloped Thor, and then...

It hopped and skipped into a crack in the rocks at the corner of the wall and disappeared.

Thor's jaw nearly dropped; he stumbled backward, utterly astonished and uncertain.

The concealing white mist was a potion that Byron, his senior, sold him to help him escape and hide.

Thor even wasted a test sample beforehand.

Normally, this white mist would cover an area of ​​about ten meters around him.

In addition, the second dose of the drug he had prepared to mask the smell was enough to allow him to temporarily escape the enemy's lock on.

But today, before he could even crush the second potion, the white mist formed by the first potion actually ran away right in front of him!

Have you no shame?

But this also made Thor realize that the enemy that had appeared this time was probably beyond his ability to deal with.

Even if the diary appears at a crucial moment to warn of death, Thor probably wouldn't have the ability or time to escape the killing intent.

Thor immediately released the second vial from his pocket with his right hand and crushed the third one.

The third dose of medicine is for calling for help.

Senior Byron will arrive immediately upon receiving the signal.

If there's still time, save lives; if not, collect the bodies.

In any case, West Germany will never get the diary!

Having done all this, Thor calmed down, straightened his back, and waited for the enemy to appear.

Then a thin, extremely tall person, whose entire body was wrapped in pink bandages, walked out from around the corner.

Thor took a long breath, his heart seemingly stopping.

"I really didn't expect him to be able to get you to do this, just to kill me? Isn't that a huge waste of your talent?"

The man with the pink bandage tilted his head, a hint of doubt flashing in his silver eyes.

Seeing the other party's reaction, a glimmer of hope rose in Thor's heart, and his stiff heart began to pound wildly.

"You...you didn't come to kill me?"

The man with the pink bandages had a slight smile at the corners of his eyes.

"Like you said, who could possibly get me to do this?"

The other person's voice remained as gentle as ever.

Wasn't Pinkie Pie here to kill him?

Pinkie Pie didn't come to kill him!

Thor's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he finally exhaled the breath he had inhaled.

Only then did he realize that his hands and feet were trembling slightly.

He said with a wry smile, "That's good. If Fan Da were to make a move, I definitely wouldn't be able to escape, and my prepared backup plan would be meaningless."

Pinkie Pie slowly walked down.

It was only then that Saul had the energy to notice that the other man's toes were constantly pointed.

He walked with a light yet unsteady gait, as if he were about to fall at any moment, yet also as if he would never fall at all.

Like a reed bed swaying in the wind, the reeds will stand tall again after the wind has passed.

"Big pink?" The other person approached Thor and repeated in confusion.

"Ah!" Thor realized that, due to the illusion of having just escaped death, he had inadvertently called out the nickname "Pink Big".

"Um, I..." Thor tried to explain anxiously.

But to my surprise, the person opposite me smiled again.

He stretched out his hand in a strange posture, as if he didn't want to raise it.

"You think my pink color is pretty too, right?"

This development made Thor a little uneasy, but thankfully the other party didn't dwell on the topic.

"Then you can call me Pinky." Seeing Thor's slight fear, Pinky lowered her hand. "Are you still researching witch body modification lately?"

How could Pinky know about me and even follow me?

Thor never forgot that Pink had saved his life in the lab.

He felt that he probably wouldn't be a good person in the future, but he wouldn't be an ungrateful person either.

The girl saved him and asked for nothing in return.

Thor knew that Pink was incredibly powerful, but he always remembered Pink's instructions and never mentioned him to anyone.

I never intended to take advantage of Fan Da's influence, after all, we only met once.

But he never expected that Fan Da was paying attention to his every move.

Was he simply curious, or did he have ulterior motives like Kongsa?

"Yes." Thor raised his left hand, making no attempt to hide it. "My first attempt at modification was a lucky success."

Unlike Kaz, Powder didn't examine Thor's left hand closely.

He didn't even glance at it.

"But Thor, your talent shouldn't be wasted on body modification. Now that your magic power has reached the required level, you should focus on truly useful knowledge."

"Truly useful knowledge?" Thor didn't understand. Was something as valuable as body modification not considered useful?

What else is there?

Thor recalled the admonition from his mentor, Katz, earlier that day.

"Are you referring to my soul talent? But I don't even know how to use it."

"Was the book I gave you too basic? Or are you a little dumber than I thought?" Pink asked in a loud, laughing voice, without a hint of anger.

(End of this chapter)