Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 675 You Win

For a fleeting moment, perhaps a few seconds, or maybe a few minutes, Kismet felt as if he had been sealed inside the eye of the storm.

There was no light from any direction, and no sound could be heard.

I have a vague feeling that there is someone ahead of me.

Perhaps it was Lucy who was sucked in earlier, or perhaps it was just his hallucination.

The corners of his mouth still held the upward curve they had just shown a second before he was frozen. It was as if he didn't care at all about being frozen in order to seal the eye of the storm.

But his fate did not end there.

Just before the ice lock was about to completely freeze Kismet's consciousness, cracks suddenly appeared on the rock-solid ice.

These cracks spread just around Kismet, without touching the central black hole in the slightest.

Then, white strands appeared on Kismet's hands, feet, torso, head, and other parts of his body.

These fine threads, like the strings of a marionette, are spread all over his body.

"What a pity for Miss Lucy." As the ice shattered, Kismet's lips curled up slightly again. "Without the diary's permission, you can't kill me. Just like I can't kill myself."

Then the thin threads wrapped around his body tightened suddenly, without leaving any marks on his skin, but pulling him out of the shattered ice bit by bit.

The fresh, cold air rushed into his lungs and also restarted Kismet's sluggish brain.

He found himself floating in the air, rapidly moving away from the old manor.

Then...

"Splat!"

The elegant Kismet fell rather inelegantly at Thor's feet.

After a two-second silence, he got up from the ground and saw Thor standing next to him.

Thor didn't look at Kismet, but said to Corey, "We can continue."

Corey stared at Thor's hands for a while before reactivating the ice-locking magic circle that had been interrupted for a few seconds.

Since Kismet had been rescued by Thor, the mirror he was holding was naturally removed from its original position.

However, the eye of the storm has been temporarily sealed, giving Corey a chance to catch his breath.

While Saul was rescuing people, she had the mirrors, originally placed at the center point, rearranged for reflection.

Although the original magic array was not powerful enough, it was still sufficient to reinforce the seal.

Kismet, his face still covered in dirt and grass seeds, sat on the ground without getting up.

Thor wasn't in the mood to care about him at that moment.

Just now, in order to save people, he used for the first time the witchcraft he had never used in front of outsiders—the Dawn Pull—based on his research of the Fate Line.

This witchcraft can currently only be used on himself and those closely related to him.

By pulling on each other's fate lines, they can slightly influence the surrounding environment and find a glimmer of hope for dawn in the darkness that represents death.

This magic is very abstract; it can only be applied to those closely related to Thor, and it only works in dangerous situations.

Therefore, after Thor developed this witchcraft, he never used it; it was all theoretical research.

This time, being able to find the weakness in the ice layer and rescue Kismet without affecting the eye of the storm was probably due to Kismet's incredible luck, which allowed him to seize that sliver of hope.

After casting this spell, Thor's mental strength almost immediately weakened, and now he could only stand still, unable to do anything.

It wasn't until Herbert and Per worked together to push the frozen eye of the storm back into the ground that Thor recovered somewhat and turned to Kismet, who was still sitting next to him.

"Were you sleepwalking?" Thor's voice sounded flat, yet carried a hint of reproach. "I finally created this brief respite, and you were just standing there daydreaming? Did you really want to be sealed away with Lucy?"

Kismet tilted his head back and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Hahahahahahaha..."

He laughed so hard he fell backward to the ground, like he was having a seizure.

Are you happy that you survived a disaster?

"Haha... Phew, I'm happy for all the surprises you've created." Kismet immediately sat up when he saw Perle and Herbert flying over out of the corner of his eye. "I thought you would use the power of the diary to save me, but now I find out it's not entirely like that. Of course I'm happy."

Thor blinked but didn't reply.

The diary gave no indication of when Kismet was in danger.

But the other party seemed certain that the diary or some other power could save him.

Saul had discovered early on that Kismet was connected to the diary, and now it seems that the connection is even closer than he thought.

"Could Kismet be some kind of diary spirit?"

While they were thinking, Perle and Herbert landed next to Thor at the same time.

Pelle looked at Kismet with a complicated expression, still somewhat surprised by his performance just now.

"Regardless, thank you for cooperating with us to seal the eye of the storm during the crisis."

Kismet still had a smile on his face, but it wasn't as exaggerated as before.

"I know perfectly well that only by sealing the eye of the storm can I possibly survive. Besides, I am also a representative of Sky City in this area."

"What were you laughing at just now?" Herbert's expression remained serious, his gaze shifting between Thor and Kismet, seemingly somewhat suspicious of their relationship.

"Isn't it worth having a good laugh to survive a situation where death is almost certain?" Kismet gave a completely different answer than before.

"Hmph." Herbert snorted, then turned to Thor and asked, "What kind of magic did you use when you shot the arrow and saved Kismet?"

Thor calmly replied, "A self-created sorcery based on the Ice Locking Array."

Herbert was clearly dissatisfied with the answer and wanted to ask more, when he heard Pelle say from the side, "Alright, now is not the time to relax. We can't be sure if the eye of the storm is really completely sealed. Everyone should go back and get some rest. I'll have a few wizards and apprentices stay behind to observe if there are any changes in the eye of the storm. If anything changes, we'll need to gather again."

Herbert was persuaded to stop by Pell, but the look in his eyes on Saul was still unsettling.

Despite the pressure of being a third-tier wizard, Thor tried his best to make his emotions show on his face.

"Alright." Herbert stepped back. "Then everyone go back and rest, but remember to stay alert. Assemble as quickly as possible once you receive the signal."

Afterwards, Herbert and Perl called a group of people to check on the condition of the eye of the storm.

Kismet secretly ran away during this time, saying he was afraid of being captured and sent to his death again.

Because he didn't have the chance to ask in detail, Thor still doesn't know why Kismet hesitated for a moment, which directly led to the loss of his chance to escape.

But now the most critical eye of the storm has been resolved.

After the eye of the storm formation was taken over, Corey took the initiative to come over.

"I will report Lucy's betrayal to the Stargate Council. If it weren't for your quick reaction, our Ice Locking Array would have failed."

Thor did not modestly decline, "It's not just about Lucy, but also Luke. Both of them have close ties with the Stargate Council, and if not handled properly, it could lead to big trouble."

Corey, being a member of the Glowing Family, wasn't worried about that.

"It's alright. Luc died in the eye of the storm, and Lucy nearly destroyed the seal because of personal grudges. These are facts. The Stargate Council will not make things difficult for you or me because of this."

After speaking, Corey lowered his head and remained silent for a moment.

Just as Thor was considering whether he could say goodbye and leave, she suddenly spoke with difficulty: "You...you can...you can tell me how you calculated the angle and multiplier of the magic circle so quickly back then?"

"It's nothing, just substitute it into a fixed formula. Of course, this formula is difficult to derive."

"Formula?" Corey's eyes widened, his round eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.

After a long while, she lowered her eyes, as if she had suffered a great blow.

"While I'm still basking in the glory of my mapping formula, you've already discovered the method of transformation and even developed a unified formula..."

"...Uh, actually, the formula..."

"You win."

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"I had a sliver of hope before, but now it seems you already figured out the Ice Locking Array. Don't worry, I'm not oblivious to my own abilities. This time, in the third-tier selection mission, you... won."

(End of this chapter)