Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 644 A First Glimpse of the Fate Line

Thor carried Kismet out of the mushroom forest, then summoned the giant bird and tied the man to one of its long whiskers.

"This isn't..." a weak Kismet protested, "this is the treatment the wounded deserve."

"I'm being kind by not throwing you out." Thor tugged at his long beard, and the giant bird, sensing this, immediately took the two of them into the air.

Kismet, flying high in the sky, seemed unable to withstand the strong wind pressure; his eyes rolled back and he fainted again.

Thor turned to look at him, his heart sinking slightly.

He understood that perhaps only Ophelia had the ability to injure Kismet so severely.

Thor took Kismet down from the top of the tower and handed him over to the butler Hope.

Initial examination revealed that Kismet was severely anemic and dehydrated.

"It really was Ophelia. This fourth-tier wizard must have done something using Kismet's blood and fluids. Could it be that Kismet's so-called 'eliminating Clark completely' was actually something he asked Ophelia to do?"

Ophelia is a fourth-tier wizard. To maintain the balance of the No Man's Land, even if she descends in an avatar, she cannot use too much power.

That's why Kismet's blood was used to cast the spell.

In this way, the effect of the spell will be controlled to the level of a second-tier to third-tier wizard.

It's just a pity for Kismet; those who are merely tools for others never have a good ending.

……

three days later.

Because Kismet had not woken up, Thor, feeling sorry for him, left him at the Spirit Cleansing Wizard Tower, where he was looked after by Agu and the butler, Mr. Hope.

Thor himself continued his research after advancing to the second tier.

That day, he had memorized the precautions for the advanced stage and completely stabilized his mental energy, which had been restless ever since he entered the second stage.

Now that he had a better grasp of self-control, he returned to the fourth floor of the Wizard Tower, closed the room, and began deep meditation.

The purpose of this meditation was to clarify the core of his spellcasting, the ability he had gleaned from his locator.

Thor has named it "Fate Line".

When Thor closed his eyes, the surroundings became completely silent due to the magic seal, and only the sounds of his heartbeat and breathing could be heard.

But as his meditation deepened, Thor gradually heard another voice.

That was the soft rustling of pages turning. It was as if I were sitting in a quiet, spacious library, quietly reading the book in front of me.

If he continues deeper, Thor will see the Death Wizard's Diary, located deep within his spiritual and conscious body.

But this time his purpose was not the diary.

Thor gradually turned his attention to himself, starting from the nerve endings, then moving on to the important organs in his body, and finally focusing on his brain and then on his brow.

Gradually, he finally saw again a semi-transparent white thread emerging from between his eyebrows.

Last time, he grasped this thread and saw his possible future.

But this time, Thor didn't rush to observe his future. Instead, he followed the threads and slowly pulled his attention back to his own body.

Then, to his astonishment, he discovered that, from the perspective of deep meditation, he had become a circle of light that was intertwined yet had enough gaps between them.

The ball of yarn twisted and spun, tangling together, but it wasn't actually tied into a knot.

"Tangled, glowing threads?"

Thor immediately recalled the meditation chart he was currently using, one of which featured intertwined glowing lines.

"Does the fourth pattern on the evolutionary chart represent the fate line?"

There aren't many wizards who can see the Fate Line, but Thor isn't the only one.

Thor knew that some wizards were very good at prophecy.

Because of his prolonged distraction, Thor suddenly snapped out of his deep meditation, and the tangled ball of yarn in front of him naturally disappeared.

All Thor could see was his own chest.

"Hmm, I'm not able to consistently engage in deep meditation yet. Let's observe one more time, then rest for a few days to avoid cognitive confusion."

Thor entered a deep meditation again, but he couldn't help but think, "Second-tier wizards all gain extended abilities from their locators. The ability I received isn't related to increasing combat power. That's fine, but is its only function to observe my future?"

Although this effect is very powerful, Thor always felt that the fate line wouldn't be that simple.

Upon seeing the white fate line again, Thor tried to suppress his emotions and stopped overthinking. Instead, he continued to analyze his condition by following his fate line.

Although the fate line visible between his eyebrows represents the future, the fate line hidden inside his body does not allow Thor to see his past.

It seems to complement the abilities of the Nightmare Butterfly.

However, when he looked back at the fate lines in his body, Thor felt that his mental and magical powers were more in harmony, and the tangled fate lines in his body also shifted slightly and became more regular.

However, after only a few minutes of combing, Saul felt tired.

Moreover, his mental body's feedback told him that if he continued, he might even become so tired that he wouldn't be able to lift a single finger.

Thor stopped abruptly and prepared to recover from his deep meditation.

But when he turned his attention from inside his body back to outside, he discovered that there were two more translucent thin lines around his body.

Both thin lines extended from the floor beneath Thor's feet, encircling him without actually touching him.

One of the thin lines is also white, but it is intermittent and looks like a hand-drawn dotted line.

The other thin line is grayish-white, with a grainy texture that seems to contain ice crystals.

Thor had seen other people's fate lines before, but none were as special as the two in front of him.

"There are only a few people with independent consciousness in the Wizarding Tower right now. Senior Byron, Kismet, and Camus."

But if you calculate it this way, then there's one less line of fate.

"Does the fact that these two lines of fate extend to me mean that their future destinies will also intersect with mine in many ways?"

Thor was curious about which two people these two lines of fate connected, but his current state was not suitable for touching other people's lines of fate.

Thor decided to take a break and try again tomorrow.

Then, as his fatigue deepened, Thor exited the state of deep meditation.

He opened his eyes. The room was unchanged, and there was no sign that the sealing spell had been disturbed.

Thor dispelled the spell and sat back down on his perfectly firm mushroom-shaped bed.

"The abilities gained from the Death Wizard's Diary lean towards fate. Isn't that closer to the realm of light-attribute witchcraft?"

Looking back on his path to advancement, Thor realized that he seemed to have gradually transformed from a wizard who primarily focused on dark attributes into one who leaned more towards soul and fate.

These types of wizards often specialize in the light attribute.

【Owner.】

Morton, who had remained in his diary without undergoing any spiritual transformation, left his mark on it.

You don't need to worry about majoring in any particular element.

[The purpose of specializing in a particular element is to help apprentices and lower-level wizards better define their research direction, preventing them from gradually losing their way in the vast ocean of magical knowledge and becoming corrupted.]

Although you are currently only a second-tier wizard, your research direction has stabilized. As long as you stay focused on this goal, you can certainly delve into earth or metal-based magical knowledge without any problems.

"My goal?" Thor didn't actually have a specific area he wanted to study; he just wanted to use the Death Wizard's Diary to become stronger quickly and safely.

Security is a fundamental requirement.

And speed... is often a necessity driven by circumstances.

Like now!

(End of this chapter)