Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 603 Wind Demon Per

Although he successfully advanced this time, a dark cloud was also hanging over Thor's head.

The last thing he saw in his dream was not a good omen.

The white pages scattered across the ocean, in particular, seemed to represent a major change in the diary.

"If the left side represents the past, then the right side likely represents the future. But the future is constantly changing, and only a few scenes are clear. Does that mean that the scenes we can clearly see are most likely to become reality in the future?"

The magic pool was still operating, but the magic power inside was running low.

As the magic dissipated, Thor suddenly discovered a shimmering ball of light within the magic pool. This ball of light was confined to the very bottom of the pool, and would have been difficult to spot had Thor not absorbed the magical metal within.

Thor controlled his suspended body to slowly sink to the bottom of the magic pool.

Now he could see it more clearly; the ball of light looked like a small ball of thread, or a cocoon.

Thor couldn't discern its components, but he could sense the vibrant life emanating from it!

"This also seems to be a line of fate, but it is not smooth; instead, it is tangled up and sealed here."

"Fateline" is what Saul calls the thin thread he grasped in his dream. Otherwise, constantly referring to it as a thin thread would be too unrefined.

Thor has just developed his special abilities as a second-tier being based on the diary's power, but he hasn't done much research on the Fate Line yet.

However, we don't need to be as careful as before.

He bent down and touched the ball of light with his fingertips.

The instant they made contact, a bright yet somewhat sinister face appeared in Thor's mind.

The face looked somewhat familiar, but Thor hadn't yet been able to retrieve the corresponding information from his memory.

The woman's eyes were slightly upturned, and she smiled gently, as if she were talking to someone.

"This is a piece of the past, a thread of fate."

What's past is past.

Thor continues to explore the details of this fateful connection.

Next, the scene shifts, and the woman's face suddenly contorts with rage, her eyebrows almost furrowing together. Even with just the image, one can feel the immense power emanating from her. A powerful pressure, almost like a hurricane, washes over you.

However, the woman's anger did not last long; her eyelids began to droop uncontrollably, as if she might fall asleep at any moment.

The woman's forehead was throbbing, as if she was desperately resisting the power of her drowsiness.

However, her struggle ultimately failed.

The moment the woman closed her eyes completely, her entire body suddenly shattered into countless pieces like porcelain.

Immediately afterwards, an unknown force appeared and directly pieced the shattered woman back together.

However, at this moment, the woman's left hand was missing a finger.

Upon seeing this, Thor finally remembered where he had seen the woman's face before.

While he was being coerced by the old witch into researching the formula for perfect body modification, he saw the old witch in the Bisek Magic Mirror transform into a different person, and she was a beautiful woman.

However, Thor was unaware of the specific abilities of the Bysek Mirror and did not delve into it further.

The historical footage ends.

The light, which had been curled up, suddenly unfolded, flickered a few times, and then disappeared completely into Thor's palm.

"The Fate Line disappeared? No, it should have returned!"

Saul straightened up, already having some idea of ​​the woman's identity.

"An old witch?"

He leaped into the air, no longer caring about the remaining few bits of magic power, and jumped directly out of the magic-accumulating pool.

He was going to find the old witch, whose identity seemed to be more complicated than he had imagined!

However, just as Thor landed, he was shocked to find a person standing outside the magic pool.

Agu, who was originally on guard duty, fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Penny, on the other hand, was like a real butterfly, trapped inside the glass ball in that man's hand.

Upon seeing Thor emerge, the other man placed one hand on his chest and bowed gracefully.

"Congratulations, Master, you have advanced to the second-tier wizard level."

Thor looked at the other person with some surprise, then felt that it was normal to see him anywhere.

"Kissmet, is that old witch the real wind demon?"

Kismet looked up, and a few strands of silver hair fell in front of his eyes, blurring his expression.

"Yes, my master, you guessed it again."

……

In another hidden cave.

The old witch, who was confronting the broken woman, suddenly felt a cool sensation on the back of her head, and then it was as if a hand had wiped away the fog from a mirror, and everything became clear.

Her eyes widened slightly. "It's me? I'm the Wind Demon Pei'er? So I'm the Wind Demon Pei'er after all."

The sudden return of long-dormant knowledge left the old witch, or rather, Pei'er, somewhat confused.

Meanwhile, the fake wind demon on the other side finally realized the old witch's true identity.

She shook her head in disbelief. "Impossible? When did she escape Clark's clutches?"

The fake wind demon turned and ran, and her commotion finally awakened Pei'er, who was immersed in her past memories.

Pei'er turned her head and saw that the fake wind demon did not run out, but rushed towards a corner of the cave.

There were several glistening icicles hanging down from above.

Despite the high temperature inside the cave, the ice cones showed no signs of melting.

The old witch immediately noticed something was wrong with the ice crystals and raised her hand to stop the fake wind demon.

The two pillars of wind met in the air, but one of them was quickly shattered by the other.

The victorious wind pillar struck the fake wind demon forcefully, but was blocked by the protective spells on her body.

Although the fake wind demon was not injured, it staggered a few steps and slowed down.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old witch cast a spell again, releasing four or five wind walls near the ice spikes, which directly surrounded them.

"If I can't outrun you, then I'll just protect the target." The old witch grinned, "Nerella, so all this time, you've been impersonating me."

The fake wind demon, Nerella, stopped in her tracks. She knew she was no match for the old witch in her current state. Moreover, the old witch seemed to have awakened forbidden cognitive memories; even if her abilities hadn't changed, her strength had undoubtedly increased dramatically!

"Clark will soon discover that the Wind Demon has awakened, but as long as we inform the Dream Weaver before she fully recovers her strength, our plan can continue." Nerella glanced at the ice spike out of the corner of her eye.

That was Clark's dream left here. Whenever the wind demon's body stirred, Nerella would release the dream within, causing the wind demon, Pelle, to fall into a deep sleep once more.

However, the dream within the ice cone cannot be released for the time being. Even if the dream weaver can come and imprison the wind demon Pei'er's consciousness again later, she will definitely have been killed by the wind demon by then!

Having figured this out, Nerella wasn't in a hurry to notify Clark. She released the last of her third-tier pressure, causing the still-recovering Pei'er to stiffen.

Instead of taking the opportunity to kill Pelle—she knew that with her abilities, she certainly couldn't kill her in one blow—Nerella turned and ran back to the passage she had come from.

Nerella knew that if she wanted to survive, she had to activate the magic pool immediately and advance from the second tier to the third tier!

It seems that the traps and dream pitfalls left by Clark along the way will always be able to slow down Pelle's pace!

(End of this chapter)