Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 631 Desperate Counterattack

The scene before Thor changed again; the yellow sand, the grassland, the dark clouds, and the sunlight all disappeared.

All around was darkness.

Gradually, twinkling points of light and a hazy glow appeared in the darkness.

But the main area remains dark.

It was silent and still, yet it seemed to contain an extremely powerful force.

He felt himself floating in mid-air, feeling no force from any direction.

But at the same time, he was moving slowly, toward one of the dim halos of light.

Thor felt as if he had been in this state of immobility, unable to even think properly, for hundreds or thousands of years.

He desperately wanted to move, to see something else, and to hear sounds other than silence.

So, after this thought came to mind, Thor felt his speed change.

He was rapidly approaching the dim halo that was already drawing closer.

And it's getting faster and faster.

"Oh, I've suddenly gained a power."

This force gave him an acceleration, causing the specks of light in front of him to quickly turn into thin lines, then into streams of light, and finally even the streams of light disappeared.

"Aa ...

A sharp, piercing sound suddenly rang out, jolting Thor awake as he struggled to get closer to the halo.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw that Clark, who had been standing opposite him, was now curled up on the ground, covering his face with his hands.

Red water gushed out from between his fingers.

Its size is so large that it doesn't seem like the blood volume a human could have.

Thor rubbed his forehead, but in reality, he was secretly pulling Penny out of her dream.

The little butterfly hiding in Saul's past dreams had long since shut down its five senses. But even so, it was trembling as soon as it returned to the diary.

It seems like it will take a long time to calm down.

Thor lowered his arm, still looking like he hadn't woken up yet.

At the same time, Pei'er, who hadn't moved at all, suddenly woke up.

Her face was deathly pale, as if she had not yet recovered from the endless dream.

But when she saw Clark lying on the ground, she rushed over and pulled Thor away. "What happened? Is it Ophelia?"

"It wasn't me," Ophelia, hidden inside Perle's body, spoke up. "It was your little lover who did it."

Saul shook his head. "I don't know what terrible thing he saw in my dream."

He wasn't lying.

The dream I just had wasn't scary at all.

Lucy, sitting in the corner, was completely dumbfounded.

She glanced at Clark, who was still groaning in pain on the ground, and then at Thor, who was still sleepy and seemed to have just woken up. She felt that her worldview had been turned upside down.

But Lucy was a witch who had seen it all. She tried to calm herself down and minimize her presence, while praying again in her heart to her great-grandfather, Lord Alec.

Although praying twice in a short period of time would have some negative impact on her mind, the fact that a second-tier wizard had managed to kill a third-tier wizard with the potential to advance was truly terrifying.

She had to tell her great-grandfather about this as soon as possible.

However, Lucy had only uttered the first word of her prayer.

Her head suddenly fell off and rolled down to Thor's feet.

Perle, who was still questioning Ophelia about why she wasn't making a move, and Thor, who was silently recovering his mental strength, both looked over at the same time.

Behind Lucy, a silver-haired man clicked his tongue and said, "The No Man's Land is already chaotic enough, let's not summon another fourth-tier wizard."

After Kismet finished speaking, he looked up and smiled at Thor.

He only glanced at Thor, then turned to the wary Pell with a flourish, bowing slightly, "Master, please forgive me for taking the liberty of making this decision, but it's best not to let the other fourth-tier wizards know about this."

Perle was taken aback, but then realized that Kismet wasn't talking to her, but to Ophelia inside her.

Pei'er's right hand involuntarily rose, a small crack appeared in her palm, and a drop of red blood flowed out, which then quickly swelled up to form a blood-red human face.

This face should be beautiful, but at this moment it only inspires fear.

It felt as if all the blood in my body was twisting and wriggling along the blood vessels.

"When will it be strange of me if you behave?" Ophelia's voice was devoid of any emotion, then she turned her face to look at Thor.

"You possess terrifying power within you; perhaps I should kill you right here and now."

Kismet, who was bowing, suddenly raised his eyelids.

"Ophelia!" Perle called out immediately.

Thor glanced at the diary, shrugged casually, and said, "If you want to become the next dream weaver."

"Hehe." Ophelia's indifferent laughter rang out. "You should be glad that it was me who discovered all this, and not some other fourth-tier wizard. To me, this world is already riddled with holes and beyond saving. I don't care about adding one more person like you."

Is this world riddled with holes?

Thor immediately thought of the abyss on the other side of the continent and the huge waves surging in all directions.

"Have the Tribunal and the Stargate Council truly lost the ability to stop the Abyss from corrupting the world?"

"Or is it that Ophelia is the only Tier 4, and they're pessimistic about the future?"

Ophelia stopped looking at Thor and turned to Clark, who had stopped screaming on the ground.

The blood flowing from the latter's face had pooled on the ground, forming a large bloodstain.

"He finally realized he should delete his own memories, but it seems he paid the price of losing his sight forever."

Seeing that Ophelia was no longer paying attention to Thor, Per breathed a sigh of relief. Not wanting Thor to attract her attention again, she quickly stepped forward and raised her left hand to Clark, who was lying motionless on the ground.

Although the process was completely out of her control, the outcome was good. She would take this opportunity to kill Clark completely.

But Ophelia spoke up to stop her.

"No, you can't kill him."

Pei'er sneered, "Why didn't you care when he attacked me, but now that I'm going to kill him, you're trying to stop me? What benefits did they give you that made you willingly accept the punishment for breaking the contract?"

Fourth-tier wizards who sign contracts must also bear the same consequences for violating the contract.

Just like a spring, the greater the force you apply, the greater the rebound force it will have.

Ophelia said in a deep voice, "I have already helped you several times. If you still die at their hands, then you are simply too incompetent. As for Clark, he certainly cannot die now."

Kismet stepped forward to speak on behalf of his current master, "I suppose Clark must have just told you something very important, Master?"

Ophelia glanced at Kismet with a smile in her eyes.

"Heh, it won't hurt to tell you."

"The second most powerful figure in the Stargate Council, the Radiant Family, is nearing the end of its fourth rank."

Perhaps it was a sense of shared sorrow, but Ophelia's voice also sounded somewhat heavy.

"The Stargate Council only has two fourth-tier wizards. If one of them dies, even if the remaining Alec is strong, he will inevitably be at a disadvantage against the Tribunal, which has two fourth-tier wizards. The Tribunal will definitely take this opportunity to expand its power, and then Sky City will no longer be able to maintain its neutrality."

Ophelia's words sent a shockwave through everyone.

Thor looked at Clark on the ground and finally understood why the three-way power struggle in the No Man's Lands had suddenly changed.

"The Stargate Council wants to promote Clark, making him the new fourth-tier opponent of the Tribunal after Radiant's death at the fourth tier." Kismet also realized this, resting his chin on his hands, pouting as he looked at the unconscious Clark on the ground, "Envious~"

(End of this chapter)