Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 670 Corey's Abilities

"You've already completed the freezing array?" Herbert was slightly surprised, but the depth in his eyes was unfathomable, and there was a certain genuine surprise in his expression.

"Yes." Corey nodded almost imperceptibly, then stood next to Thor, glancing at him sideways. "If my plan works, and you and Luke can't produce a result within a day, then I win this contest."

Thor raised his eyebrows, but before he could say anything, he heard Kismet's amused voice from the side.

"Oh, then Wizard Corey can rest easy for a moment, because Wizard Luke has already died in the distortion caused by the eye of the storm and will not be able to come out and hand in the paper."

Herbert frowned. "Lucretius is dead? You saw it with your own eyes?"

"Yes." This time it was Lucy who answered. She finally stood up again, but her face was covered with a layer of white mist by witchcraft, making her face invisible.

"The old manor suddenly started to distort, and we all ran out, but Luke was a little slow."

Upon hearing Lucy's explanation, Thor remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he suspected there was more to it than met the eye.

Luke's strength may not be as good as Kismet's, but it is no less than Lucy's.

It's illogical that Lucy was able to escape, but Luke died inside.

However, Thor remained silent. He merely glanced at Kismet, noticing the relaxed smile on Kismet's face, which showed no sign of worry.

But Corey seemed to be a straightforward person; she noticed something was wrong and asked about it directly.

"Why is Luke here? Is he here to hand in his paper?"

"No." Lucy's voice had recovered somewhat, but it was still harsh and unpleasant. "He came to ask me for answers. But I don't have any answers, and even if I did, I wouldn't give them to him."

Lucy's equally frank confession left everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

If that's the case, then no one here will feel sorry for Luke's death.

Although it didn't exist originally.

However, this means Luke has been effectively eliminated.

Unless he can be resurrected within a year.

Having gotten his answer from Lucy, Corey stopped worrying and said to her, "Shall we begin now?"

Using the ice-locking magic array to seal the eye of the storm was originally their test, but it has now been changed from a theoretical test to a practical one.

Herbert agreed, but at the same time he also had to prepare for sealing the eye of the storm in his own way. If Corey failed, Thor would also have no way to complete the task, and that would be the time for him to step in and make amends.

But if even he can't seal the eye of the storm—after all, the wind demon hasn't appeared yet, and Clark died unexpectedly—then if this sealing fails, it will be another calamity for the no-man's-land.

If the eye of the storm cannot be avoided, Herbert must seize the anchor point as soon as possible.

Even if it means a slight deviation, it is worth it.

So Herbert floated behind the group, keeping a close eye on the movement of the eye of the storm.

Since Corey proposed the sealing first, and Thor showed no intention of handing over the scroll, everyone began to prepare for Corey's actions.

The crowd included several first-tier wizards who had come to join the fun, as well as dozens of people brought by Herbert.

Only Saul was among the competitors and was excluded.

Kismet clearly had no interest in lending a hand, and stood beside Saul with his harp in hand.

Neither of them strayed far from the eye of the storm; they were both observing its movements.

At the same time, Thor sent Diudiu back to deliver a message to everyone in the Wizard Tower.

Corey removed the bow from his collar, untied the silk ribbon on it, and with a gentle shake, the bow transformed into a circular piece of silk paper three meters in diameter.

The silk paper was covered with densely packed magic circles.

Layer upon layer, with several miniature magic arrays hidden in the gaps.

The complexity of the design and the ingenuity of the structure are breathtaking.

Although Thor couldn't see the magic circle on the silk paper, he could tell from the exclamations of the crowd that the other party must have designed a very excellent magic circle.

"Are you nervous?" Kismet suddenly asked with a smile.

"Why be nervous?" Thor asked rhetorically.

He didn't try to peek at Corey's answer, but just glanced at the sky every now and then, as if he was waiting for someone, or as if he was just looking at the scenery.

As Corey was setting up the magic array, the eye of the storm in the old manor erupted once again.

This time, however, the impact was not as widespread as before; it only caused the black hole in the center of the manor to grow slightly larger.

Even this small change made Corey speed up his preparations.

None of the first and second-tier wizards present had ever experienced the eye of the storm, but the terrifying experience that had been told countless times still instilled fear in them from the bottom of their hearts.

Even the fingers of one of the wizards assisting Corey began to tremble uncontrollably.

If the eye of the storm fully erupts, those who are staying here will definitely be the first to be mutated and the first to die.

Just as panic was spreading uncontrollably among the low-level wizards, a candy-like fragrance suddenly wafted out.

Everyone who caught a whiff of this scent unconsciously broke into a captivated smile, and their fingers, which had been trembling with tension and fear, calmed down.

Thor turned his head to look at Corey, who had just suddenly raised his hand to flick his golden curly hair and revealed a sweet smile.

"A remarkably precise ability to control emotions."

The ability to control emotions leans towards light-attribute magic. Thor had witnessed this before with an apprentice, but at that time the apprentice could only sense, not precisely control, the emotions of others.

"It's accurate, but it's cloyingly sweet."

Kismet was a little bored, so he plucked the strings of his harp. But he also understood the importance of the matter and didn't let the harp make any sound that might disturb the wizard not far away.

Just as Corey and the others were nervously preparing, another third-tier wizard from the No Man's Land arrived.

Wearing a high-necked black cloak that covered the lower half of her face, Pei'er looked like a giant black bat descending from the sky.

A wave of energy emanated from her and spread outwards, but it suddenly disappeared just as it was about to reach Corey and the others.

It was as if it had been sucked away by something.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the cloak that had billowed up during the descent had somehow fallen back down, completely covering her body and obscuring her slender, graceful figure.

Pei'er didn't say anything, but stood quietly behind everyone. She no longer seemed flustered and had completely calmed down.

Thor kept his eyes on Pelle after she appeared.

She just left behind a string of nonsensical words and suddenly ran away. Thor is still very worried about her mental state.

Not far from Belle was Lucy, who was also covering her face.

Thor looked down at his fingertips. The source of contamination he had just extracted from Lucy was still sealed in his fingertips and had not yet been severed.

Both Pelle and Lucy were healed by Thor, but neither of them developed star-shaped eyes.

For starry eyes to infect someone, besides having feelings for Thor, another person who already has starry eyes needs to act as a source of infection.

The level of goodwill here has nothing to do with romantic love; it simply refers to the degree of intimacy and friendliness between people.

If someone with starry eyes appeared here and now, would Pey and Lucy also have starry eyes?

Lucy may not have it.

Because when she woke up and looked at Thor, there was not a trace of gratitude in her eyes.

On the contrary, upon hearing Kismet's name, they immediately became unusually alert.

At this moment, Corey, who had been setting up the ice-locking magic array, finally stood up. She turned around and first glanced at Thor, who was standing far away to the side, before her gaze fell on Herbert and later, Peir.

"Ready to go, let's begin!"

Herbert stepped forward and stood not far behind the group, saying solemnly, "I look forward to you sealing the eye of the storm, then you will become the next third-tier wizard of the No Man's Land."

(End of this chapter)