Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 658 Free Labor

As soon as Lucy finished speaking, Thor put away his previous imposing manner.

He never believed that the powerful second-tier members selected by the Stargate Council were meant to kill each other.

That's a stupid waste.

However, Thor didn't ignore Luke's repeated provocations.

If it really came down to killing, he would definitely be the last one standing.

No matter what tricks these people have up their sleeves, once Thor's consciousness battlefield is activated, none of them will be able to escape.

Moreover, he is now a second-tier wizard. Although he is not confident in using the Battlefield of Consciousness to imprison a third-tier wizard, dealing with wizards of the same tier is no problem for him.

Corey's eyes returned to their dull state, while Luke still looked somewhat stiff.

Lucy was quite pleased with the effect of her warning words, and the icy look on her face softened a bit.

She raised her hand, and three floating magic scrolls suddenly appeared in her palm.

Each roll has an exquisite seal with gold patterns.

"This is a magical array, the Ice Lock, that the Star Gate Council just designed to suppress the eye of the storm. However, it has not yet been completed due to various reasons."

If any of you can complete the design of the magic circle and improve your strength to the point where you can loosen the gates within your body on your own, you will win the selection.

The Star Gate will provide all the manpower and resources needed for advancement, helping you to completely open the gates within your body.

None of the three candidates reacted much to Lucy's words. Clearly, not only Thor, but the others also knew about the rewards for a successful selection before they arrived.

I never expected that the selection criteria would be to study witchcraft arrays.

Luke gave himself a new mouth and casually tossed the old one to Kafka, who was standing nearby.

Kafka took the mouth and swallowed it with a "cool" sound, like a wild beast that had been starving for a long time.

"Luke's resurrection has serious side effects." Thor shook his head inwardly as he watched this scene. "He's no match for his mentor at all."

"The design and improvement of magic circles are measured in years. Isn't it inappropriate to use that as a selection criterion?" Luke, now with a new mouth, said.

Lucy turned to look at him. "If you don't think you can complete the design and modification of the Ice Locking Array within a year, then you can withdraw from the selection."

Luke immediately narrowed his eyes, clearly displeased with Lucy's words and attitude.

Corey remained completely emotionless.

Thor stroked his chin, seemingly pondering how to complete the task quickly, but inwardly he wondered, "It's not my imagination, Lucy really doesn't like this selection. Is she unhappy with the selection of the third tier, or with us candidates?"

A hint of a smile flashed in Thor's eyes. He hadn't overlooked the fact that Lucy was also a second-tier wizard, and had been hovering at the second tier for quite some time.

If she really were the eldest daughter of the Star Gate Council, perhaps she wouldn't care about this opportunity to advance to the third tier at all.

But she is just an artificial human, and Stargate Speaker Alec may not be willing to give her so many resources for promotion.

As for her own abilities... Thor really didn't see how powerful this young lady's talent was.

"If any of us can simultaneously loosen the doors within our bodies and complete the design of the ice-locking magic circle, what would that count as?" Thor asked.

Since we're going to have a competition, we need to understand the rules first.

"If both of them come to hand in their magic arrays at the same time, or if they arrive at the Old Manor within a day, then we will compare the merits of their magic array designs. The one with the tighter containment of the pollution will be the winner," Lu answered without hesitation, clearly having already thought of this answer.

"From what I'm saying," Luke had regained his composure, "we don't need to conduct our research in the same place? How can you guarantee that the candidates won't cheat and ask others for help?"

Thor thought to himself, "Even if I'm locked up with you, you won't know I'm asking for help."

"I never said you couldn't ask for help from others," Lucy said, giving an unexpected answer. "Your knowledge and connections are also a test for you. After all, we don't want new third-tier wizards to have to fight alone when needed."

"What we need is not a powerful third-tier wizard. We need someone who can step up quickly and solve problems when they arise in the No Man's Lands."

"If any of you can invite a fifth-tier wizard, the Stargate Council will promote you directly to elders, let alone third-tier wizards."

None of them had any other questions to ask.

Lucy handed the three scrolls in her hand to the three people respectively.

After Thor put the scroll away, he was still glancing at Lucy out of the corner of his eye when he saw that her gaze was also fixed on the scroll.

"Sure enough, she really wanted to be one of the candidates." Thor silently packed up the scroll, called Byron, and the two of them flew away together on the giant bird Diudiu.

Standing on the bird's back, Byron was the first to unfurl the ice lock scroll.

Although this was a question set by the Stargate Council for several second-tier wizards, Byron had sufficient basic knowledge to understand the question.

"The solution to this ice-locking magic array is the same as the inerting formula we are currently studying."

Thor glanced at it, then nodded. "We're both trying to reduce the activity of the Kuroshio pollution. But they're aiming to freeze it, while we're trying to deactivate it, so the effect is somewhat less pronounced."

Byron was not proud of this, saying, "If we didn't have deactivated anti-fans in our hands, we probably wouldn't have thought of this, and even if we had, we wouldn't have had any clue."

"This magic array is said to be incomplete, but it only has a general framework in mind." Thor chuckled, no longer looking at the scroll. "The Stargate Council has found three free laborers to help them find a new way to seal the eye of the storm. Even if we all fail in the end, it's not a problem. They can temporarily send a Tier 3 to guard the unclaimed land until the eye of the storm is resolved."

Byron slowly rolled up the scroll of the magic circle, saying in a calm voice, "But they don't know that we are also researching similar problems. Although this magic circle only has a framework, it has given us a new way to solve the problem."

"I have a new solution to a problem that I was stuck on."

Thor laughed, raised his hand and patted Diudiu beneath him, "Then let's speed up and go back."

The pale yellow giant bird drew a graceful arc across the sky.

The shuttle arrived on time to pick up its owner.

The pumpkin carriage disappeared from the road.

Lucy was left standing quietly in front of the old manor gate.

Her beautiful eyes were slightly lowered as she looked at the ground diagonally in front of her, lost in thought.

About ten minutes later, the three candidates had walked to a place out of sight, and then another person slowly walked out of the old manor.

He had a smile on his face, walked with a casual gait, and hooked a small silver harp between his middle and ring fingers.

"It doesn't feel good to hand over an opportunity yourself, does it?"

Lucy turned around abruptly, and the coldness on her face disappeared, gradually turning into a stubborn expression of grievance that she couldn't show.

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know the situation."

In the past, Lucy might have attacked directly, but now that she's gotten to know Kismet, she's found that although he's frivolous and sometimes talks nonsense, he's also considerate and always takes care of her feelings without her even realizing it.

In addition, he had been taught a lesson by Ophelia last time, and if Lucy hadn't seen him, he might have been lying in this dangerous manor until he died.

This made Lucy reluctant to hit him.

"I'm not making this up. I've seen it clearly these past few days: after you got the scroll, you waited a whole day before calling everyone over, because you didn't want to give up this opportunity to advance to the third tier, right?"

Kismet's index finger glided lightly across the strings, producing a delicate and lingering sound.

"Actually, you really want to be a candidate, right? That's easy, I can help you eliminate one of them. That way, a candidate position will be open, won't it?"

Kismet continued to approach, his breath already hitting the woman's forehead.

"Who do you want to die?"

"Luke?"

"Curry?"

"...Or Thor?"

(End of this chapter)