Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 595 Full of Questions

Thor had always suspected that the wind demons would attack him, so his main plan was to prepare to escape to the chaotic realm with the consciousness entities. The other spirits belonging to the Wizard Tower were all tucked back into the black iron box.

Anyway, he buried the black iron box deep underground, so even if the upper wizard tower collapsed, he wouldn't be afraid and could start over.

Marsh disguised himself as a mushroom and hid in the soil. As long as he didn't make a move, even if the wind demon discovered him, it probably wouldn't bother with him.

Of course, if he is not there when the wind demons attack, the soul of the wizard tower will still hide in the black iron box. Other consciousnesses can step onto Lake Rhine and hide inside as popsicles when there is no hope of escape, until Thor uses the diary to rescue them.

Just then, the wind demons launched a surprise attack, and Thor happened to be heading to the Chaotic Realm, not expected to return for at least half a day. Several consciousnesses were already prepared to become popsicles at the bottom of the lake.

Unexpectedly, the first thing the Wind Demon did upon arriving was not to look for Thor, but to move the magic-accumulating pool they had placed on the round platform!

The magic storage pool needs to be built in an open area; otherwise, the waste it emits may turn the indoor area into a toxic landfill.

The consciousnesses had guessed that since the wind demon had come to ambush them, it might steal Thor's things. But when they actually saw a third-tier being shamelessly stealing the magic storage pool they had just built, they were all so angry that they jumped up and down.

What's even more infuriating is that, according to the butler Hope's observation, they really did just grab the magic pool and run away!

The pale yellow giant bird released its long whiskers, binding them to the outer edge of the mana-accumulating pool. With the help of another second-tier wizard, they quickly took Thor's mana-accumulating pool away.

Baron was overjoyed to have finally completed Lord Wind Demon's mission and was preparing to continue plundering the Wizard Tower with Lord Wind Demon's support.

However, to his surprise, the Wind Demon took the Demon-Gathering Pool and left!

Barron stood on the edge of the pedestal, dumbfounded.

The wind demon left directly. Could he take all those souls with him by himself?

However, after thinking about it, he realized that those soul entities were only around the first tier in strength. As long as he wasn't hit by those magic-suppressing crossbow bolts again, he wouldn't be afraid of them.

Just then, Anne, who had been hiding inside the wizard tower, suddenly popped out, but retreated again when Baron saw her.

Baron's heart skipped a beat. "These guys are elusive, and those anti-magic arrows can ignore at least level two of the defense. I'm too passive on my own. I should go back and call the other two over."

The arrival and departure of their biggest foreign aid left Baron, who had originally intended to plunder and pillage, feeling uncertain.

His chest wound was still healing. After some thought, he reassured himself that there was still some time, and the wizard tower was right there and he couldn't run away. It would be safer to call the other wizards along.

However, just as he was about to go back to find his companions, he found the mushroom forest eerily quiet.

"Are you looking for her?" The old witch emerged from the mushroom forest, carrying a dried-up corpse in her hand.

The body was almost completely dried out, but Baron could still tell from the clothes that it was the witch who had come with him.

"Maggie?" Barron's expression changed. "Where's Carter?"

"You mean this guy who plays with puppet control?" Another person emerged from the mushroom forest, riding a giant magical beast that was a meter taller than a demonic wolf.

The monster has the head of a lion, the body of a horse, and a pair of huge wings.

However, this monster was outside of Baron's understanding; it seemed more like a monster synthesized by artificial witchcraft.

Baron didn't recognize the monster, but he recognized the person riding it.

Although he was wearing a helmet, his outfit was still too conspicuous.

Apart from Brando, Baron had never seen any other wizards wear armor.

"Brando..." Baron couldn't help but take a step back.

This guy is very troublesome. As long as you can't kill him, he can come back to bother you every day in different bodies.

Moreover, these bodies have different focuses in terms of combat power; some are pure physical berserkers, while others are extremely agile knights.

If he has done in-depth research on you and designed a body that completely counters yours, fighting him will be extremely frustrating.

At this moment, a wizard was still hanging from the spear in Brando's hand.

The wizard's limbs were still twitching; he wasn't completely dead yet, but he was also unable to break free.

That was Baron's third companion, the wizard in charge of controlling the blue cloak.

Because he was bad at close combat, he had been hiding in the mushroom forest, but unexpectedly, Brando, who came again, took advantage of him.

Barron glanced at Brando, then at the old witch who had also killed one of his companions, and felt incredibly frustrated.

"Why is Lady Wind Demon running... no, walking so fast? Otherwise, she could easily have dealt with these two troublesome people."

But it's too late to say anything now.

Barron knew that if he stayed any longer, he would only be handing himself a free kill.

He glared fiercely at Brando, who had inexplicably appeared there, and jumped off the platform from the other side.

The wind demon's attack was powerful, but it ended abruptly.

Most importantly, although the third-tier wizard Wind Demon came in person, he only showed his face, stole Thor's latest research results, and ran away.

They didn't even bother to casually cast a spell to destroy the wizard's tower.

Thor, who had returned alone from the Chaotic Realm, was somewhat puzzled.

He thought that with the arrival of the Wind Demon, his foundation would be destroyed, and he would either have to seek help from Mentor Gorsa or find a way to take revenge himself.

"All talk and no action." Thor was huddled in the basement with the others.

Looking at the group of people who were equally puzzled, Thor stroked his chin, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Is there something wrong with this wind spirit?"

He looked up and asked the butler, Hope, again, "Hope, are you sure the wind demon didn't come down at all when it moved my magic pool?"

The butler nodded firmly.

Thor leaned back, tapping his index finger lightly. "I suspect..."

Everyone looked at Thor.

"The Wind Demon is indeed in trouble, and it's a serious problem. Her current strength might not even be at the third tier anymore!"

Upon hearing this, the others exchanged glances, their first reaction being that Thor was overthinking things.

"After all, he's a third-tier wizard. He shouldn't have such a big problem, right?" Herman still remembered the terrifying pressure when the wind demon descended on its giant bird.

On the contrary, the old witch gradually became excited. She clapped her hands and said, "That's it, that's it, that wind demon must be in trouble, hahaha, she's even stooped to stealing from a first-tier wizard... although normally a first-tier wizard shouldn't be able to possess something like a magic pool."

She stood up. "When I went to steal from her hideout last time, I felt something was off about her. It's amazing she only noticed something was wrong so long after I ran away. I think she was already having problems then. Hahaha, that's great!"

The old witch had been chased around like a madwoman for the past two years, and now that she thought the wind demon's physical abilities might be malfunctioning, she couldn't stop laughing.

"You... stole something from the Wind Demon? What thing?" Thor finally understood why the old witch was wanted by the Wind Demons throughout the land.

Did she also steal things from the Firefly Lord?

For a second-tier being to simultaneously provoke two third-tier beings, one wonders if it's a display of commendable courage or a sign of questionable intelligence.

"Alright, actually it's no big deal to tell you. Anyway, none of you can use it except me." The old witch tossed her head, raising her hand to grasp the severed finger that had fallen to her face. "This is it. Actually, it's not exactly stealing; this finger was originally mine!"

(End of this chapter)