Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 661 Dialogue

Thor did not choose to enter the consciousness space from his mushroom bed.

Because what he was going to do in the consciousness space this time was somewhat dangerous, he lay down on the experimental table where Ed had just been lying for convenience.

The hard, cold lab table jolted Thor awake, and the uncomfortable position also made him more clear-headed, knowing what he should do next.

He glanced at Byron and several other consciousnesses who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion. "Well then, I'm about to begin."

Agu frowned.

Anze crawled to Thor's side. "Master, let me accompany you inside."

Thor disagreed. "If Morton hadn't failed to develop a consciousness, I would have wanted him to come out too. The stars won't hold back against you. I'll go check first, and if there's no danger, then I'll let you in."

After saying that, Thor closed his eyes without giving them a chance to ask.

Byron, standing to the side, was completely confused, but since Thor didn't explain, he didn't ask. He simply prepared all the potions and magic scrolls that would help people regain their senses.

Thor wanted to talk to the stars in his consciousness.

This was his first attempt at communication.

He wasn't sure if he could succeed, but thankfully, the diary didn't issue a death warning when he had the idea.

When he opened his eyes again, Thor had successfully entered the consciousness platform.

The diary lay open above his head, like a giant roof ridge, shrouding Thor in darkness.

And in the distant, dark places above, below, in front, behind, and to the sides of the platform, countless stars twinkled.

It felt like being in the universe.

"When I first came in, I thought you were a product of my imagination. Later, I gradually discovered your special nature. You can make first-tier wizards die mysteriously, and you can easily corrupt second-tier wizards without them noticing."

Thor tilted his head back, trying to communicate with the stars around him.

"Although I don't know what power you represent, since you've been helping me, I haven't investigated. Or rather, I subconsciously assumed you were harmless to me, like assuming my own hands wouldn't strangle me."

The stars around him were still twinkling, their frequency slightly increasing, just as Thor could vaguely sense the slightly faster heartbeat within his body.

"But you seem dissatisfied with staying within my consciousness space. Do you want to leave, or do you simply want to go out and stretch your muscles?"

The stars around him continued to twinkle, but Thor couldn't discern any pattern in their changes, nor could he tell whether the stars were responding to him.

"This isn't working." He slowly walked forward until he reached the edge of the circular platform.

Through conscious observation, he could see that the size of the surrounding stars had not changed, indicating that they were obviously very far away from him.

"To advance to the third tier, I must open the gate within my body. But if I open the gate, does that mean external forces can directly interact with the forces within my body?"

"Will the existence of these stars have other effects on me and the outside world?"

Saul wasn't sure if he opened the door and those restless stars would try to slip out through the crack.

Or perhaps they don't go out, but spread their contamination through the door to the people and things around Saul?

That's not what Thor wants to see.

He looked down at his feet.

His shoe toes are now protruding off the platform.

Below was also pitch black, with only occasional twinkling stars visible.

When Thor first encountered the Kuroshio pollution, the diary displayed its power, repelling the black tide that nearly engulfed Thor.

But now that I think about it, perhaps it wasn't just the diary that contributed back then.

"The wizard Kent died instantly after jumping down, corrupted by the stars. But he was unharmed on the platform. Does this mean that jumping down would bring us closer to you?"

Thor's left foot moves forward, hovering in the air.

"Then I'll jump too, and we can have a proper talk, shall we?"

Of course, Thor didn't just jump whenever he wanted; he paused intentionally.

Then, not unexpectedly, he saw a string of words appear in the diary above.

September 27th, 319th year of the lunar calendar

You choose to be impulsive.

Getting closer to the truth.

But you lack the ability to accept the truth.

But the truth is still that you love me.

Even if your consciousness has been extinguished,

They will also boss around your best friend.

Take care of your restless soul and your capricious body.

"Tsk!"

Thor clicked his tongue, then immediately withdrew his left foot and took three steps back.

He looked at the stars around him, but did not give up.

"Since I'll die if I go there, could you come over so we can have a proper talk?"

Suddenly remembering something, Thor quickly added, "Oh, right, when you come over, please control your power well, don't end up like I did, 'annihilated' again!"

The surrounding stars remained unresponsive.

"Still unable to communicate?" Thor frowned.

This is his consciousness space; no other force can enter, only mental power can influence this place.

That's why Thor chose the seemingly silly direct dialogue.

This is actually him trying to communicate with the stars using his spirit and consciousness.

But now, for some reason, Xingxing hasn't responded to him.

Thor wasn't in a hurry. He simply sat down on the ground, one hand resting on his knee, the other on his chin. "Do the stars not understand me, or do they just not want to talk to me? Or did they simply not hear me?"

Although the first attempt at communication failed, Saul did not intend to give up.

After advancing to the second tier, he was able to stay in the consciousness space for longer than before. Now, feeling his mental fatigue, he should be able to stay for a while longer.

"It shouldn't be that I can't understand, after all, this is my consciousness space, and the meaning of my words should be directly transmitted without any language interference."

"Could it be that they simply don't want to talk to me?"

But thinking about the cheerful twinkling stars all around, and the colorful eyes that looked around behind Jiajia and the others, it didn't seem like these stars were anything aloof.

"Could it simply be that the distance is too great? The mental fluctuations I emitted weren't accurately transmitted to those stars?"

"That's really troublesome!"

Going directly to the other side would be fatal, but I can't shout loud enough to call someone over.

As he pondered, Thor slowly straightened up, his gaze falling on his hands resting on his knees.

"How about... we take a gamble? I've already had quite a few limbs amputated lately anyway."

Without thinking, Thor's left hand automatically detached from his wrist.

There was no pain, but a feeling of emptiness, as if my soul was missing a leg, immediately welled up in my heart.

"Did you use too much?"

Thor felt a wave of dizziness washing over him, as if he might be kicked out of his own consciousness at any moment.

Although he could directly replenish his spiritual body and spirit body by absorbing soul fragments, the large number of spirit bodies that split off this time was still too much for Thor to handle.

But too little won't work either.

After all, the stars are too far away from him, and they are inherently destructive.

If the fragments are divided too fewly, Thor fears that his soul fragments will be crushed by the pressure of the stars before they can even convey his meaning.

Looking at his left hand floating above his right, Thor could still feel a faint connection between himself and the severed hand.

He can reattach his severed hand if he so desires.

But Thor resisted the temptation to take back his severed hand and instead inscribed his spiritual power upon it.

He then tossed the severed hand away without hesitation.

Suddenly, the thrown hand transformed into a translucent gray bird, flapping its wings and flying into the dark distance.

Thor looked anxiously into the distance, wondering if he would receive a response this time.

If that still doesn't work, he can only leave the consciousness space first, wait for his body to recover, and then re-enter the consciousness space to try to resolve the star's hidden dangers.

Just as Thor looked around and his gaze returned to the stars overhead for the third time, he suddenly saw a shooting star.

It was swooping down right towards him!

(End of this chapter)