Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 669 Submitting the Paper Early

"Waaaaah!!!"

The first-tier wizard Luke brought was mouthless, but when he discovered that Luke had been swept away by a strange vortex, he still rushed forward in terror.

He walked past Kismet, who was squinting, and past Lucy, who had only managed to prop herself up, and ran straight toward Luke, who was already twisted into a ball.

But before he could even reach the manor gate, his entire body, like the manor itself, began to twist.

This first-tier wizard was like paint on a canvas, directly twisted into a ball by an invisible but powerful force.

Kismet, who was watching the show, stepped back again when he saw this scene. He retreated another three meters and found that Lucy was lying on the ground, motionless.

He chuckled to himself, then threw out a rope, grabbed Lucy by the waist, and pulled her up.

"Scared stiff?" Kismet was about to make a mocking remark when he saw Lucy, who was airborne, suddenly turn around.

The smile on his face vanished abruptly, and a bead of cold sweat slid down his temple.

Lucy's face looked like a painting with wet paint, as if someone had smeared it with their hand in a circular motion.

"Base...corpse..."

The other person's mouth was also contorted into several lines, making it difficult for them to speak clearly.

Kismet, who was about to pull Lucy to his side and mock her, immediately and without hesitation threw her away.

Of course, Lucy still had a use for him, so she didn't heartlessly throw him back to the old manor, but instead tossed him aside.

At the same time, he took a few steps back.

Lucy heard her own voice too.

Rough and blurry.

She also saw the disgust and fear in Kismet's eyes.

Upon landing again, Lucy ignored the pain in her body and immediately pressed her hands against her face.

The sensation from her palm was like a lump of mud. When she pulled her hand off her face, flesh-colored threads stretched, connecting her hand to the skin on her face.

"ah!!!!!"

Lucy could no longer remain calm and screamed in terror.

"Shut up! Calm down!" Kismet didn't mince words, shouting sternly, "You're already corrupted. Why aren't you calming down? Do you really want to be completely transformed?"

Kismet's voice made Lucy realize her current state, and she quickly shut her mouth.

Even so, she saw a lump of flesh fall "plop" from her face onto the grass, and then slide down the tender green leaves little by little.

"Ugh..." she sobbed and quickly stopped.

Lucy then realized that the closer she got to the old manor, the greater the impact she would be. So, she struggled to her feet and ran frantically in the direction of the old manor.

But after running only a few steps, she felt her legs give way, and her whole body involuntarily spun around, as if pulled by some force. Her mind became muddled, and she could no longer muster any strength.

In a moment of danger, Kismet suddenly flicked a string from his palm, wrapping it around Lucy's waist and pulling her close.

However, Kismet didn't have time to check on Lucy's condition; he was still keeping a close eye on the development of the old manor.

The distortion caused by the recent tremors has spread from inside the manor to a radius of 100 meters outside.

At the very center of the distortion is a black, empty void, the contents of which are not visible.

Fortunately, the twisting expansion temporarily stopped, and Kismet stood on the edge of the distortion, looking at the unrecognizable paint that had become a murky mess.

"The eye of the storm..." Kismet stared at the central black hole, as if standing on the very edge of an abyss, and murmured, "...It has appeared."

An hour later, Thor arrived at the old manor aboard the giant bird Diudiu.

He was truly astonished when he saw the current state of the former manor.

The vast, dilapidated manor has vanished from this world, leaving only a whirlwind-like pattern on the ground.

By this time, small groups of people were already standing in the grove of trees near the manor, watching from a distance.

At the edge of the twisted earth, two people stood there recklessly.

Looking down, I saw that the two reckless people were none other than Kismet and Lucy.

Thor patted Diudiu's head, letting it land near Kismet, and then jumped directly off the bird's back.

As soon as he landed, Thor sensed an extremely strong polluted aura.

The aura didn't come from the shapeless old manor, but from Lucy, who was lying motionless on the ground beside Kismet.

"Lucy has been corrupted, and has already been mutated."

The contamination on Lucy's body was also familiar; it was the terrifying aura that Thor had encountered in the past six months with every patient severely contaminated by the Black Tide.

"What happened?" Thor walked over to Lucy, reached out to help her, and asked Kismet who was standing to the side.

"The eye of the storm has appeared." Kismet turned his head and revealed a strange smile.

It was as if he was standing on the edge of a "cliff" just to watch the show.

"The eye of the storm." Thor's fingers tightened upon hearing Kismet's words.

He thought of how Pei'er had run away in fear just now. Could that also be related to the eye of the storm?

But Pei'er was more afraid because of him. Could there be a connection between the eye of the storm and the stars?

Unable to figure out why, Thor exhaled and looked down to check on Lucy's condition.

When he saw Lucy's face, he couldn't help but gasp.

Lucy's features were still there, but they had clearly been rotated clockwise several times. Both their shape and position were different from before.

At this moment, Lucy's eyes were closed, and she seemed to be not very conscious.

Thor knew that the other party was on the verge of a crisis and could enter a state of alienation and collapse at any moment if he was not careful.

Thor's ten fingers instantly transformed into soft tentacles, burrowing into Lucy's forehead and temples.

Over time, a small amount of black substance was drawn from Lucy's skull into Thor's fingertips.

After Thor absorbed a layer of black mist between each of his fingers, Lucy finally opened her eyes.

For a moment, her eyes were filled with confusion, but then she slowly recognized Thor. "It's you? What are you doing here?"

Thor helped Lucy sit up. "I was originally at the Wizard's Tower, but I was drawn here by the tremors. When I got here, I saw you lying on the ground, with Kismet right next to you. He said the eye of the storm has appeared."

Upon hearing Kismet's name, Lucy's pupils constricted for a moment before returning to normal, whereas she didn't react as strongly when the Eye of the Wind appeared.

Saul noticed Lucy's change, but said nothing, pretending he hadn't seen it.

Seeing that Lucy's face hadn't returned to normal, Kismet said with some regret, "It seems there's some contamination; even you can't do anything about it."

Lucy was startled and raised her hand to press it against her face.

However, to Saul and Kismet's surprise, this time she didn't scream or sob; instead, she calmly accepted the change in her appearance.

For a moment, Thor wondered if Lucy's mind had been corrupted, but when his mental energy probed into Lucy's body, her response was normal.

The spiritual body did not collapse.

She seemed to have grown from a child into an adult overnight, becoming calm and composed.

Before long, a pumpkin carriage gradually transformed from transparent to solid, appearing before everyone's eyes.

Then a dense swarm of fireflies flew in from the sky.

Herbert, the Firefly Lord, also appeared.

However, the Wind Demon has yet to make an appearance.

As the most powerful wizard in the area, Herbert glanced at Lucy briefly before speaking, "The eye of the storm has appeared and needs to be sealed immediately. It seems your mission as candidates needs to be changed; there's no time to wait for you to study the magic circle."

"Then... let's seal it directly using the magic circle I designed."

Corey's emotionless voice rang out from inside the pumpkin carriage.

The car door opened, and a girl in a babydoll lace dress floated out.

"Although I'm only 50% confident, since the exam started early, I have no choice but to hand in my paper early."

I forgot to mention last night, I wish all my readers a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

(End of this chapter)