Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 733 Go Die First

The white-bearded wizard lay collapsed beneath the dilapidated building, his back against the crumbling walls, so exhausted that he could barely stay conscious.

At this time, he had a very deep and horrific wound on his chin. It looked like a fish's mouth growing on his chin.

The skin split open and then drooped, revealing white, rotting flesh inside the wound.

The surroundings were dark, but this time the darkness was not caused by the black figures.

"I never imagined that I, Wilde, would fall to such a state." The white-bearded man, or rather Wilde, carefully touched the wound on his chin.

"It took so much effort to recover, but once we get out, I'll probably have to hide for a while again. The wound left by that half-elf is really troublesome."

This Wilde was the former president and captain of the Land Sailing Merchants' Guild.

The original plan was to dismount the powerful Gorsara, and then divide the Wizard Tower's legacy among the three families. This way, Wilde could use Gorsara's corpse and legacy to attempt to advance to the third rank.

But his plan failed.

There is absolutely no possibility of success.

Because from the very beginning, the information he received was inaccurate.

This led him to underestimate Gorsa's capabilities.

This also turned the captain, who was living a good life, into a wanted criminal in the Principality of Kema.

If Gorza hadn't suddenly been promoted and left the western continent, Wilde's life would probably have been even more difficult.

Of course, he's not doing well right now either.

The wounds he sustained while being hunted by the half-elf have never healed. The half-elf's combat strength isn't top-tier; what's truly terrifying is the corruption he carries with him.

The wounds inflicted by the opponent would regenerate on their own, and if not properly managed, they would continue to worsen until Wilde was reduced to a pile of rotten flesh.

But as the injury dragged on, Wilde also found a way to convert the contamination within his wounds into his offensive power.

However, this method is harmful to both the user and the other person, and he needs to suppress the wound again after each use.

Wilde was still unable to leave the city filled with eerie shadows, so naturally he dared not immediately heal his wounds.

He had been leaning against the ruins for a while now, and had not been attacked again.

Although he was relieved, he also found it strange. "Did those shadowy figures think they couldn't kill me and retreat? Otherwise, why haven't they appeared for so long? Should I find a chance to leave?"

When it came to leaving, Wilde hesitated again.

He had not yet found the method for Dean Bai Dong to open the gate within his body, and at the same time, he did not know if the method was here, so he wanted to leave, yet he did not want to leave.

Suddenly, a voice rang out from behind Wilde.

"You are special."

It was a woman's voice.

His voice was somewhat hoarse and lacked variation.

Like a doll.

Oscar Wilde's face turned pale, and he turned around abruptly to see a branch about the thickness of a forearm sticking out from a crack in the wall, with two brown leaves emerging from its tip.

The two leaves opened and closed.

The woman's voice comes from inside.

While Wilde was still in shock and doubt, the woman spoke again.

"If you're looking for a method to advance to the third tier, I have it here."

Oscar Wilde's eyes welled up with tears.

Even knowing that what lay ahead might be a trap or an illusion, he couldn't help but get excited when the clue he had been searching for for years finally appeared.

Of course, he remained outwardly vigilant.

"Who are you?"

"Beth".

Wilde was somewhat puzzled, but soon he remembered a name long buried in the earth: "Bestana? You're Bestana of the No Man's Land?"

Oscar Wilde used to frequently trade in no man's land.

Those familiar with the history of that place will arrive at the name Bestana simply by combining the Bydon Academy, the No Man's Land, and the powerful wizards.

A ruthless individual who lost the battle for control of the unclaimed lands and led most of his followers out of the Valley of Fallen Hands.

A ruthless and powerful third-tier wizard.

The main reason for her defeat was probably that she was up against Clark, who had connections to the Stargate Council.

Otherwise, it's still uncertain who will win and who will lose!

Moreover, even if she lost, she preserved her foundation of power and a powerful, demonic creature with the potential to grow.

Thinking about this, Wilde finally realized that the root wall, the tree stump, the eerie night world, and the branches in front of him that he had seen earlier were probably the demonic creatures cultivated by Bestana.

"So it turns out that there has always been a third-tier wizard in charge of Bydon Academy." Wilde felt a little panicked. "The rumors outside are not true. The fact that the dean lost control and mutated because of pushing open the door is probably just bait to lure us wild second-tier wizards here."

If he had known that there were third-tier wizards inside Baidong Academy, he would never have broken into Baidong Academy again.

However, Wilde was not yet in despair, after all, Bestana was still communicating with him.

The existence of communication indicates a need.

In other words, he still has value to be used.

Thinking of this, the air of the former Chamber of Commerce president returned to Wilde.

"Witch Bestana, please forgive me for unintentionally trespassing on your territory."

"No need for nonsense."

The leaves on the opposite side of the tree had no intention of listening to Wilde.

"Your spiritual power is unique; it allows you to enter the Tree Heart Space. I need you to come in and capture a spirit. If you can do that, I will tell you the method for advancing to the third tier of the Opening Gate and also provide you with the spiritual power needed for your advancement."

"But if you can't do it and can't satisfy me, then you'll become my nourishment."

This time, the voice still lacked pitch and intonation, but it brought a chilling sensation that made Wilde's hair stand on end.

"What are your instructions? What do you need me to do?" Wilde asked, forcing a smile despite the pain in his jaw.

There was nothing we could do; our strength was too low, and we didn't even have the opportunity to make the right choice.

"Go die first."

A cold voice rang out, and the tree branches, which had just been exchanging words calmly, suddenly moved.

Before Wilde could react, the tree branch pierced his skull.

Then, the branches stained with red and white sap slowly emerged, while the brown leaves continued to speak in their calm, unhurried tone.

"You're not completely dead yet. If you complete my tasks, I'll send you back and help you get promoted. If you can't, you don't need to come back."

The branches slowly retreated into the cracks in the wall.

"Now, let's go to the Tree Heart Space."

……

Thor's tentacles emerged from the gap between Char's brow bones.

Kate, the orange cat standing nearby, watched as her eyes and whiskers twitched.

"Damn it, I'd rather die than have someone stick tentacles into my head to treat me," Kate muttered to herself.

In stark contrast to Kate's shock, neither the therapist nor the patient felt uncomfortable with this treatment method.

Even when Char touched the round hole between his eyebrows, he curiously stuck his finger inside.

"Amazing! So you really are a doctor!" Xia's face was filled with a peaceful smile, completely different from his previous extremely tense demeanor. "How did you do that? Not only did you suppress Beth's control over me, but you also..."

Halfway through his sentence, Char seemed to realize something and shut his mouth again.

Thor lowered his eyes. "I knew there was something else amiss with you besides Beth's control. Perhaps it's because of this anomaly that you were able to temporarily break free from the Upside-Down Tree's control. Is this your biggest secret?"

Seeing that Thor tacitly avoided mentioning the other contamination within his body, Char breathed a slight sigh of relief and gradually developed some goodwill towards Thor.

This is actually the effect of another kind of pollution in his body being suppressed.

The perceptive Thor naturally noticed Char's change. "By the way, I'll lend you this. You should be able to use it when you go to the Tree Heart Space to steal tree seeds."

He stepped forward, blocking Kate's view with his body, and handed a small object to Char.

At the same time, he also blocked Char's face, preventing Kate behind him from seeing the eye with a colored pupil that suddenly popped out from the round hole between Char's eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)