Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 632

Thor and Kismet, both second-tier, could only feel "envy," but for Peer, who was also a third-tier, it was a deep-seated jealousy.

"He's already beyond advancing, so why are you still protecting him?"

"Whether or not someone can advance is not up to you or me to decide; it's up to Alec to give up on his own," Ophelia said with a smile.

Seeing that Pei'er was still unwilling to give up and wanted to kill Clark here, Thor grabbed her hand.

"This matter does indeed require the Stargate Council to determine that Clark has no possibility of advancing."

"If Clark dies like this, the Stargate Council might conclude that Lady Ophelia intervened to prevent them from promoting a new fourth-tier wizard."

Pelle glared at Thor. "Are you stupid? Are you going to leave them alive so they'll know you're the one who ruined Clark like this?"

Understanding that Pelle was concerned about him, Thor smiled. "Right now, only the four of us know about this. You and I won't tell anyone, but if Lady Ophelia does, the Stargate Council will know that she once stood by someone in distress and will probably suspect her. That would be no different from killing Clark now."

Thor turned to look at Kismet, "Now there's only this one outsider left..."

Kismet's lips twitched, and he bowed slightly, saying meaningfully, "I am my master's most loyal servant, and I would never reveal my master's secrets."

Pei'er gritted her teeth, which was a way of acknowledging the decision of the group.

Thor went over to check on Clark and, when he took his hands off, was shocked to find that Clark's eyes were gone.

It's not that the eyes have disappeared from their sockets, but rather that the parts of the face that were originally for the eyes are now empty.

It was as if Clark had never had eyes.

"He has truly lost his sight this time. Even healing magic cannot restore it."

Thor remembered the blindfolded giant he had seen in his dream.

It now appears that it refers to Clark.

That great bird soaring into the starry sky...

Thor turned around and looked at Pere, just in time to find Ophelia also staring at Pere thoughtfully.

"On the day I had my precognitive dream, several Tier 3s in the No Man's Land had the same dream at the same time. It's just that I didn't seem to exist in their dreams."

The fake wind demon, who also had precognitive dreams, is still mentioned in Thor's diary, and because of its great power, it has not yet disappeared.

"By the way, where is Herbert, the Firefly Lord?" Thor suddenly remembered that there should have been another Tier 3 here.

Pei'er hates the Dream Weaver and has no liking for the Firefly Lord either.

"He's up there, treating that red-bearded guy from the tribunal."

Thor recalled the chaotic aura and radiation that had just emanated from above, and then realized that the oppressive effects had disappeared sometime during the night.

"You all went upstairs when you came in. What happened there? Did you find the eye of the storm?"

Ophelia seemed to find it boring and had already withdrawn back into Perle's palm.

Pell stepped forward and kicked Clark, then pulled Thor away.

"Our intelligence is wrong," Pelle whispered to Thor. "Although it looks similar, the anomaly in the manor is not the eye of the storm."

Thor was puzzled. "Don't you have an eye of the storm that can test it?"

"The testing equipment can detect fluctuations similar to the eye of the storm, but manual confirmation is still needed. Clark and Herbert originally planned to wait outside for your initial confirmation before entering the manor to seal the eye of the storm, but just now, something suddenly happened inside the manor..."

Peier lowered her voice even further.

"We sensed the aura of the abyss. We fear that you may have accidentally triggered the eye of the storm, causing it to reach the critical point prematurely, so we rushed in."

"But who would have thought that there was no breakthrough or eye of the storm there? The anomaly there seems to be man-made pollution, and I suspect that someone deliberately created the abyss pollution to lure us into the old manor."

"Fake?" Thor frowned deeply. "Who would know you were searching for the Eye of the Storm, and how could you possibly obtain contaminants imbued with the abyss's aura?"

"Has that pollutant been dealt with by you?" Thor wanted to go and take a look.

This person almost simultaneously plotted against the three third-tier wizards of the No Man's Land, and also caused the deaths of people from the Tribunal and the Stargate Council.

This was a very big move.

If it gets discovered in the future, wouldn't that be tantamount to making an enemy of the whole world?

They had already left the basement, and Thor glanced back inside.

Kismet didn't immediately follow them out, but instead...

He actually picked up Lucy's head, which had rolled off the ground, and was trying to put it back on.

A bizarre scene unfolded: as Kismet held Lucy's head close to her body, dense silver metallic lines began to grow from the severed ends of her neck.

The metal wires intertwined and merged, then generated a strong suction that connected Lucy's upper and lower necks with a "bang".

Then, Lucy opened her eyes with a soft "ooh".

"I fainted?" Lucy opened her eyes blankly, and what she saw was Kismet's smiling face.

"Ah!" Lucy abruptly broke free from Kismet's embrace, staring at him with terrified eyes. "You, you?"

Kismet smiled like a gentleman, "Don't be afraid, Miss Lucy. The three third-tier wizards from the No Man's Land just came in and dealt with the maddening radiation fluctuations. I have now regained my senses and will not harm you again."

Unfortunately, Lucy already had a bad impression of Kismet, and now she didn't believe him at all.

"Hmph!" she snorted, but this time she didn't say anything sarcastic, because after the chase, she realized the gap between herself and Kismet.

She looked around, hoping to find something to lean on, and then she saw someone lying on the ground, with only smooth skin where her eyes used to be.

"Ah!" Even though Lucy tried her best to calm herself down, she still screamed in fright when she saw Clark, who had just been so arrogant, in this state.

"Clark, what happened to Clark? Why are his eyes gone?"

Kismet immediately showed a regretful expression, "I'm sorry, he was already like this when I came looking for him after I regained consciousness. It seems he was seriously injured in the battle with the Wind Demon."

Clark was the one who initiated the attack on the Wind Demon, and he was injured in the counterattack. Even the Star Gate Council behind him couldn't say anything about it.

And since the Wind Demon is also Ophelia's sister, nothing should happen under normal circumstances.

Kismet smiled kindly and gently comforted Lucy.

"Miss Lucy, don't worry. Although the Wind Demon severely injured Lord Clark, she is, after all, a member of your Stargate Council. She won't kill us all; she's just leaving us here to fend for ourselves. Lord Clark's condition is still unstable; let's go out first."

This was the first time Lucy had had so much contact with Kismet.

She had harbored a grudge against Kismet ever since she learned that her friends had died in his conspiracy.

However, Kismet doesn't seem to be as bad as she thought.

"Um, Miss Lucy, may I ask why you disliked me so much before?"

Kismet helped Lucy up, being careful to keep his distance, just like a true gentleman.

Lucy bit her lip and after a moment whispered, "You killed two of my friends."

"Really? I'm so sorry."

From an angle Lucy couldn't see, Kismet's smile slowly spread.

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