Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 676 A Contingency Plan

Corey handed in the answers.

Corey presided over the sealing.

Corey was in control.

Corey... gave up.

This doll-like witch, born into the Radiant family, seems to possess the unique pride of the Radiant family.

When she believed that Thor's achievements in the Ice Locking Array far surpassed hers, even though she was the candidate who had submitted her paper according to the rules, she still chose to abstain.

Furthermore, Thor's familiarity with the magic circle during the sealing process and his effortless modification of it meant that no one would doubt his answer.

Therefore, when Corey withdrew, no one questioned the fact that Saul had won the challenge.

Pell and Herbert publicly announced that Thor would become a substitute Tier 3, and said they would contact the Stargate Council as soon as possible.

What Thor needs to do next is to find the door inside his body as quickly as possible and make an initial attempt to open it.

The Stargate Council and the third-tier organization of the No Man's Land will provide Thor with enough sorcery materials and magic crystals to saturate his magical power.

Only after Thor has completed the initial opening of the gate by increasing his magical power will the Stargate Council help Thor to fully complete the opening process.

After all, if the door were opened entirely by external force, Thor would be completely corrupted without any ability to resist.

Thor did not reveal that he had found the door, and that with the help of the star-eyed man, he had experienced what it meant to have the door wide open.

He had no need to reveal his trump card before his magic power was saturated.

And so, another eventful day came to an end.

Thor rode the giant bird Diudiu back to the Spirit Cleansing Wizard Tower.

He observed Lake Rhine for a moment but did not see Kismet's mysterious and neurotic figure.

"This guy was at the old manor when the eye of the storm appeared... It's hard not to suspect that he has some connection with the eye of the storm."

Thor landed at the top of the Wizard's Tower, where Byron and his companions, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately came out.

"Why won't you let us through?" Byron asked sullenly.

"If the eye of the storm suddenly erupts and our magic array can't suppress it, that will be the most dangerous place. Staying in the wizard tower will allow us to escape faster."

However, the others clearly disagreed with Thor's idea.

"Master, we can't possibly abandon you and run away." Ann pouted, and if you ignored the eight spider legs beneath her, she looked like an innocent young girl.

Although Byron was not a soul trapped in the diary, he nodded at the same frequency as Agu beside him.

Thor laughed, "Even if you don't want to run, you don't have to go and become cannon fodder."

He then said to Byron, "Now that the eye of the storm has been sealed, as long as nothing unexpected happens for a month, we shouldn't have to worry about a large-scale Kuroshio pollution outbreak for at least ten years. We don't need to rush our inerting formula. You should focus more on your original area of ​​knowledge."

Byron nodded, then shook his head. "I will. And the inerting formula actually suits me quite well. If I can fully master this formula, I'd like to apply it to corpses."

It seems that Byron always had a clear goal and did not lose sight of the proper direction by blindly helping himself.

Sol breathed a sigh of relief.

He underestimated his senior's abilities.

Thor then said to the other consciousnesses, "In a while, the Stargate Council will send me sorcery materials to help me enhance my magic. Then I won't need so many souls from Lake Rhine. Next, I will help you reinforce your soul armor again. You should also think about improvement paths that suit you."

Several consciousnesses became excited.

With their soul armor, they now possess strength approaching that of a second-tier fighter, but they are clearly no longer able to assist Thor in battle and can only play a supporting role in less important situations.

If they can strengthen their soul armor again with a large number of soul fragments, they can fight for Thor once more.

"Senior Morton, you can also take this opportunity to escape from the diary. With the Stargate Council, such a behemoth, as our guarantee, we will have more than enough soul fragments, so you don't need to save them for me."

To Saul's surprise, Morton still refused the opportunity.

"No need. I'm an old man, and I don't feel bored staying here. Let these young people go out and explore more."

Although Saul didn't quite understand Morton's mindset, he didn't want to force him, so he had to give up.

The butler, Hope, stepped forward and bowed.

"Lord Tower Master, you look rather tired. You should rest as soon as possible to recover your energy."

Hope had long noticed that Thor's mental state was not very stable.

Although he was not a wizard, the Wizard Tower was connected to Thor's mind, so he was still able to sense Thor's current state.

So seeing that the others had finished discussing important matters, he quickly stepped forward to persuade Thor to rest.

Reminded by the attentive butler, the others also noticed the weariness hidden beneath Thor's smile, and quickly shut up, urging Thor to go back to sleep.

Even if the eye of the storm is successfully sealed, Thor must have expended a lot of energy. At this point, a good night's sleep would be more effective than any form of meditation.

into the night.

Both the Wind Demon and the Firefly Lord have successively dispatched a large number of people to guard the old manor, which is already in a sealed state.

Among them were several second-tier wizards who hadn't been able to arrive in time during the day.

Having lost their credit for sealing the eye of the storm, they naturally want a share of the spoils in the subsequent missions.

The three layers of defenses there were enough to deter any second-tier wizard with ill intentions.

But it couldn't stop a third-tier wizard!

Especially Herbert, who personally arranged the defense tasks.

Fireflies, devoid of light, mingled with the wild mosquitoes that revived in spring, swirling among the grass.

Intentionally or unintentionally, some insects flew towards the direction of the old manor.

"Sizzle!"

But when these mosquitoes get close, they are immediately ignited by an invisible force and turn into ashes that fall to the ground.

The wizards on duty had seen this situation so often that they couldn't even be bothered to give it a second glance.

But this time was different. A firefly fell to the ground quickly after being lit, but instead of turning into ashes, it burrowed into the soil inside the defensive magic circle and crawled carefully.

It then slowly and discreetly arrived at the original site of the old manor.

Some residual twisted power still remains here, but this residual power cannot affect this powerful firefly.

It withstood the twisting pressure and finally arrived at a frozen land.

Then, the firefly's antennae glowed faintly.

At that moment, the nearest wizard was more than a hundred meters away, so naturally no one noticed the firefly hiding in the grass.

Moreover, the firefly is lighting up its antennae, not its normal light-emitting organs, so its function is naturally not just to provide light.

It nodded in a very human-like manner, trying to let its tentacles touch the ice on the ground.

Amazingly, this inconspicuous spot of light melted a fist-sized hole in the ice the instant it came into contact with it.

Just as the firefly was about to climb into the pit to continue melting the ice, a voice suddenly interrupted its actions.

"So all you wanted from the beginning was the anchor point. Are you already confident you can advance to the fourth tier and completely escape the no-man's-land?"

The firefly slowly turned its head to look outside, its voice colder than the ice beneath its feet.

"Kismet, I know the Ophelia clone within you has been transferred. Who gave you the courage to enter the sealed realm and ambush me?"

Kismet shrugged, showing no fear whatsoever. "Of course, he's my master."

"I'd like to see if your master can't save your life out of thin air!"

Just as the firefly was about to take flight, Kismet across from her placed his index finger on his lips.

"If you kill me, you won't be able to find the real eye of the storm."

It may be late, but it's here!

(End of this chapter)