Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 697 You're a fourth-tier being?!

"A third-tier wizard?" Corey looked at Kismet warily.

Even though Herbert will definitely be wanted by the Tribunal, the Wind Demon is still doing well and has a close relationship with Thor.

Kismet, however, smiled noncommittally, as if he knew something.

Brando felt uneasy all over as he looked at Kismet's smile.

But he couldn't explain why.

Just as Brando was thinking about keeping a close eye on Kismet for Thor, he suddenly heard two melodious string notes.

It was as if the world had suddenly frozen in time, and he knew nothing more.

Corey, who was standing next to him, was the same.

The two senior second-tier wizards seemed to turn into wax figures in an instant, standing still and speechless.

A drop of red liquid oozed from Kismet's chest, slowly expanding until it formed the outline of a woman in front of him.

The others present acted as if they hadn't seen the woman at all, focusing only on the advancement array and Thor above.

The two men stood still and began talking to each other.

"You really weren't telling the truth."

The crimson outline gradually revealed the appearance of Ophelia, the Lord of Sky City.

"Is this wizard named Thor the new owner of the Death Wizard's Diary?"

This time, Kismet didn't try to brush it off and readily admitted it.

"Yes, Thor is my new master."

Ophelia, seeing this, remained unperturbed, as if she had expected it, and said, "So you sided with me before just to find a backer so you could cause trouble on various continents, right? Why aren't you pretending now?"

"Not now." Kismet said to Ophelia, but his eyes were still fixed on the sky.

Ophelia followed Kismet's gaze, her bloodshot eyes revealing no emotion.

"It's just a new source of nourishment, yet you value it so much."

Kismet finally looked away, his smile exaggerated and enthusiastic. "It's not nourishment."

His voice was deep and powerful, "He has broken free from the shackles of the diary; now he is its true owner. And me..."

I am free now.

"How could a mere third-tier wizard break through the shackles of a legendary fifth-tier wizard?"

Ophelia crossed her arms in front of her chest, feeling that Kismet was talking nonsense again.

"He managed to break free from what was considered a dead end through his own strength. The moment he broke through the impasse, the fate that bound us was also broken at the same time."

Kismet was genuinely happy.

After the original owner left, the diary was also assigned to other people.

But it was as if there was a curse. Guided by the diaries, those people one by one headed towards an inevitable death.

Finally, it became part of the diary.

Kismet was also a slave controlled by the diary.

Whenever a new person becomes nourishment for the diary, the chains binding him are layered upon another.

Despite being bound for many years, with all her actions and pursuits predetermined by the Death Wizard's Diary, Kismet never gave up the struggle.

He will create just the right predicament for all those who possess diaries, watching them hasten their demise.

If someone can break the deadlock of the diary, then they will also break the leash that controls the diary to its new owner.

Only through this opportunity could Kismet possibly break free from the control the diary exerted over his will.

Become a true, independent consciousness!

He had been waiting for this moment for an unknown amount of time.

"If you're not lying, then the curse of the Death Wizard's Diary has been broken?" Upon hearing this, Ophelia's gaze towards Thor in the sky gradually turned cold.

The Death Wizard's Diary.

A former fifth-tier wizard, rumored to be a dimensional traveler who could freely break through world barriers.

Even the magical artifacts he left behind when he left this world were enough to excite a fourth-tier wizard.

If it weren't for the powerful curse that the new owner of the diary would never have a good end, how could Ophelia have allowed such a powerful item to remain unclaimed, only observing it and never taking possession of it?

And now, Kismet tells her that the fateful curse in the diary has actually been broken by Thor.

So, can she...?

Ophelia's plan was still just a thought in her mind when she suddenly felt a sense of crisis, like a sharp arrow, piercing through her consciousness. The idea of ​​killing and stealing the treasure was firmly nailed to her heart.

Crimson Ophelia turned her head in horror, "Kissmet!"

Although Kismet's sudden appearance behind Corey and Brando surprised the two, they simply thought Kismet was a very powerful second-tier wizard with superb skills, and did not think of anything else.

But Ophelia was different. Although only a part of her consciousness appeared here, she was still keenly aware of the difference when Kismet released his mental power.

"The curse is broken, and the restraints on you have disappeared?" Ophelia's blood-red eyes were fixed on the silver-haired man holding the harp. "Your current strength... is it third-tier?"

Kismet twirled the harp in his hands as if it were a toy. "Yes, the shackles are gone. I can finally do what I want. I no longer have to think every day about how to create pages of destiny, how to find new owners for each generation of diaries, and how to kill them at just the right moment while hoping they can overcome the curse of the diaries..."

He stopped and looked at Ophelia. "Are you trying to send this message back to your original body?"

Ophelia chuckled. "Yes, you're much more perceptive than before. Of course, you need to get this information back as soon as possible. With your frankness, you probably never intended to leave any trace of my alter ego, did you?"

Kismet gestured with his lips. "You're as meticulous as ever. But there's one thing..."

He raised his hand, and a wisp of mist appeared in his palm.

The wisp of mist darted left and right, but couldn't leave Kismet's palm.

"Although you reacted quickly, I was prepared!" Kismet suddenly pressed the cloud of mist onto his harp.

The strings began to play automatically even though no one plucked them.

The music was confined between the two of them, and no one else could notice what was happening.

It was as if the two of them actually lived in another world.

Crimson Ophelia chuckled softly again, "It seems your strength has once again exceeded my expectations... You're a fourth-tier being?"

Kismet has never denied it.

"Really, I can only say that he is indeed a powerful fifth-tier wizard who can ignore the barriers between worlds. Even his subordinates left behind in the original world have the strength of a fourth-tier wizard. Truly enviable. It seems that I will not be able to return alive today, and this astonishing news will not be able to be passed on to my main body."

Ophelia was not enraged by this; instead, she changed her attitude towards Kismet.

This is the principle of the strong ruling.

"Then, if we can meet formally next time," Ophelia said, extending her right hand to Kismet.

This is a sign of approval and respect.

"Perhaps we can try a different way of cooperating."

Kismet smiled gently and extended his right hand to block the crimson palm, but the next second, the crimson Ophelia opposite him was suddenly pulverized by an extremely subtle yet high-frequency shockwave.

With a "bang," it disappeared.

Kismet's smile widened. "We'll see when the time comes!"

But the smile on his face vanished the next second.

Thor finished healing everyone within the magic circle, then teleported to Kismet without first settling the others.

He glanced at the motionless Corey and Brando, their masked faces revealing no emotion.

"Kissmet, want to talk?"

(End of this chapter)