Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 572 Chain Reaction

The dream architect Clark opened his eyes.

It was just getting light outside.

However, the rising sun that pierced through the clouds could not dispel the gloom in his heart.

Clark stared blankly out the window, unsure whether he was dreaming or awake.

Suddenly, a tiny firefly appeared in the air. In the bright world, the tiny glow at its tail was almost invisible.

Fireflies landed on the window, and a mature man's voice came from inside.

"Clark, was this your doing?"

Clark seemed to wake from a dream, blinking his eyes.

"If you're referring to the dream you had last night, I can assure you, it wasn't caused by me."

The firefly flapped its wings rapidly, looking very uneasy. "Is it really not you?"

"You know I don't have time right now." Clark raised his arm and drew a circle in the air.

Tiny, colorful scales fell from his skin and disappeared before hitting the ground.

Suddenly, a scene appeared inside the circle drawn by Clark: a vast land, giants walking in the mountains, burning plains, and a flying shadow falling into the deep sky.

"This...you had the same dream too?" The firefly's voice was tinged with unease.

"If the wind demon also had the same dream, then we can confirm that this is not a dream."

"...It's an omen." The firefly's voice trailed off.

A moment later, the glow from the firefly's tail disappeared, the little insect lost its life and fell straight to the ground, quickly turning back into a ball of fire and disappearing again.

"Herbert will definitely inform the Tribunal... If the Tribunal knows but the Stargate Council doesn't, it will be detrimental to me."

"Ah~~" Clark yawned. "But the Stargate Council is here, which is not good for me to close the net."

"After all, we've already reached... the final hurdle."

Clark slowly closed his eyes and soon entered a new dream.

Unlike Clark, who doesn't care much about the power of his subordinates, Herbert, the Firefly Lord, is a very possessive person.

He doesn't like things to appear that are beyond his control.

Suddenly, a large patch of shimmering yellow light rose from the vast forest. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a magnificent sight composed of fireflies.

Fireflies gathered in the sky and gradually formed a giant ten meters tall.

The wizards and ordinary people living near the forest all knelt down.

However, while wizards can kneel on one knee, ordinary people must press their faces firmly to the ground.

The giant bowed his head and gave a command into the forest, then transformed into a large halo of light and quickly disappeared into the horizon.

As the halo receded, a single point of light fell, drifting gently, and landed on an ordinary person who had just gotten up.

Before he could even react to what was happening, he saw the people around him moving away from him in terror.

Next, this unfortunate guy was engulfed in huge flames, and in just a few dozen seconds, he was burned to ashes.

Finally, only a little grayish-white dust fell and blended into the grayish-white soil.

……

Inside a deep cave high on a towering cliff.

The wind demon was hugging its knees and trembling.

She hadn't been this scared in a long time.

At that moment, a maid stood outside the door and announced, "Lord Wind Demon, Lord Firefly, Lord Firefly..."

The wind demon looked up and saw a humanoid figure made of fireflies appear in front of him.

"Go outside, I saw him."

Those outside breathed a sigh of relief and quickly withdrew.

"Omens have appeared in the No Man's Lands, and you, me, and Clark have all been corrupted and mutated in these omens."

The wind demon gritted its teeth, "I saw it."

"I have informed the tribunal of the signs, and they will send someone over."

The wind demon asked in confusion, "Didn't the Tribunal have an agreement with the Stargate Council that they are not allowed to enter the No Man's Land?"

"Clark also dreamt of the omens, and you know he has the support of the Stargate Council. As long as both the Stargate Council and the Tribunal enter the No Man's Land, it won't be a breach of the agreement, but rather its termination."

The Wind Demon gritted his teeth, "The No Man's Land probably can't withstand this; the power of its rules will be completely thrown into chaos."

"They understand this better than you or I do," Herbert, the Firefly Lord, said with a hint of disdain. "The problem now is that we can't do nothing."

The wind demon's beautiful eyes flickered for a moment, "What do you want me to do?"

"Stop the confrontation and start cooperating. The appearance of signs must mean that something significant has happened somewhere here, and we need to investigate every inch of the land, especially areas where the rules have recently changed."

"This requires far too many people. Moreover, areas where the rules have changed are extremely dangerous, and those who go to investigate may not come back alive."

"Hmph..." Herbert scoffed, "Let those ordinary people who are kept in captivity go, with wizards recording their actions. If there aren't enough people, then force-feed them immediately."

The Wind Demon didn't have many ordinary people under her command, and she wasn't interested in watching humans struggle and die.

Now is not the time to worry too much.

"Sure, I'll send people to gather ordinary people from the surrounding area and have them investigate."

Herbert, the Firefly Lord, nodded in satisfaction.

The face, composed of fireflies, was expressionless, yet the wind demon could sense a hint of contempt emanating from it.

Once the uninvited fireflies had dispersed and disappeared into the darkness, the wind demon summoned her maid.

"How's the person we sent last time doing?"

"He hasn't sent any messages yet."

The wind demon leaned against the bench, looking light and airy, as if it might float away at any moment.

Her voice was also erratic, like the murmur of a dream.

"Then give him a little more time. The tribunal is coming. If he doesn't want to be taken back, he'd better listen to me."

……

Having had a good night's sleep and feeling refreshed, Thor was unaware that the entire No Man's Land was about to be thrown into chaos because of his dream.

He now understands what his dream is supposed to mean, but he is still unsure of its true meaning.

Of course, he had his own guesses, but he couldn't discuss this with anyone else.

Thor felt a sense of urgency after having this dream.

He knew he had to do everything he could to advance to the second tier as soon as possible.

If his dreams, as in the past, represent some kind of omens, then his environment will likely undergo a major change soon.

With Camus's cooperation and the brainstorming of others, Saul devised a treatment plan for Justin on the third day.

He planned to design a magic circle to distribute the damage, temporarily reducing the impact of the injury on Justin, and then take the opportunity to absorb some of the contamination as quickly as possible.

The main goal is to achieve a new balance for Justin's injuries and contamination at a lower level.

This would give him more time for treatment.

If all goes well, several more treatments could reduce the contamination and injury to a level Justin can tolerate.

At that time, Thor can directly absorb all the pollution, and Justin will not die from the outbreak of his injuries.

After reviewing Saul's plan, Justin agreed to cooperate without hesitation.

The treatment plan is not complicated, but it hides the most crucial step – how will Thor absorb the pollution from his body?

(End of this chapter)