Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 757 Sky City, Whispering Flowers

Thor was invited onto a small airship by the Sky City witch.

The technology of this small airship is significantly more advanced than that of the large airship.

Large airships still rely on light balloons for takeoff, with witchcraft primarily serving to guide direction, control speed, and maintain safety.

But the small airship Thor is currently riding in is powered entirely by magic.

If Sky City can keep a huge island afloat for a long time, then a tiny, miniature airship is even more likely.

"The locals call it the Flying Carriage." The witch had just finished introducing herself. Her name was Ona, Ophia's attendant, in charge of the internal affairs of Sky City.

In Saul's view, she was the same kind of person as the butler Hope.

"Ahead lies the most beautiful scenery of Sky City, Flower Sea Street." Ona didn't seem to be in a hurry to bring Thor to Ophelia, but instead introduced the layout and scenery of Sky City to Thor like a tour guide.

Looking out the window of the flying carriage, Thor saw the sea of ​​flowers he had seen from the airship.

When the wind picks up, pink and white petals swirl and fly onto the car window, only to be quickly blown away by the next gust of wind.

"This is the most abundant plant in the city, the Whispering Flower. Actually, we plant it mainly to strengthen the soil and conserve water," Ona introduced in a very professional manner. "By the way, from here onwards, you'll basically never see any ordinary people. The minimum requirement to work here is a level two apprentice."

Seemingly to complement the dreamlike beauty of the whispering flowers, the buildings here are also very exquisite.

The streets are mostly lined with two- or three-story buildings. Almost every building has magic circles inscribed on its roof and walls.

There weren't many pedestrians on the street, and those who were were hurrying along. Many people had flower petals stuck to their clothes.

Perhaps because they were in a hurry, no one brushed the petals off their clothes. It seemed that these passersby had also blended into the surrounding sea of ​​flowers.

To the left front of the flying carriage, a window on the second floor was pushed open.

A blond-haired, fair-skinned boy peeked out, seemingly admiring the beautiful scenery outside.

Then, Thor saw him raise his hand and push a... corpse out of the window.

The corpse's head and limbs were completely mutilated, as if it had been eaten by some kind of creature.

As it fell through the second-floor window, a large amount of blood sprayed onto the pinkish-white walls.

"Bang!"

The body fell onto the street soil covered with petals, scattering countless broken petals.

When the petals fell again, they buried the body once more.

Not long after.

The moment the flying carriage sped past, the corpse suddenly vanished.

Only the bloodstains on the wall can prove that what just happened was not an illusion.

Ona sat next to Thor and witnessed the scene of the body being disposed of, but her expression remained unchanged. It was as if the blond boy had thrown out a bunch of wildflowers, not a corpse.

"Alright." Thor chuckled to himself, "This is still the wizarding world, not some paradise."

The flying carriage continued on its way, the sea of ​​flowers gradually disappeared, and the exquisite landscaped buildings were transformed into rows of neat high-rise buildings and small squares with different functions.

"This is the Knowledge Institute, and that is the Practice Institute."

The Knowledge Academy wasn't particularly scenic, and most people stayed indoors. Occasionally, someone would be seen reading in the square, looking very diligent and assiduous.

But when the flying carriage passed by the Academy, Thor found that the small square there was much more lively.

In one of the small squares, a wizard appeared to be conducting some kind of experiment. The experiment failed, and the upper body of the wizard apprentice assisting him was blown to pieces.

Large amounts of blood spurted out along with chunks of flesh.

Meanwhile, the wizard, who seemed unaffected, was reviewing his notes, only concerned with why the experiment had failed.

In less than a few minutes, Saul witnessed two fatal accidents.

But no one seemed alarmed, either at the scene of the accident or on the flying carriage.

Only the pink petals seemed startled, swirling in the wind.

Thor rolled down the car window, reached out and pinched a petal. "These whispering petals weren't stained with human blood, were they?"

Ona covered her mouth in surprise, her words tinged with a hint of playfulness, "Don't tease us, human blood smells terrible."

The flying carriage passed through the Practice Institute and the Knowledge Institute, then crossed the densely packed residential area and a circular sea of ​​flowers, finally arriving at the tallest building in Sky City, a light blue castle that blends seamlessly with the sky.

Ona smiled, her eyes filled with pride, "That's the White Glazed Palace where the city lord resides."

The flying carriage slowly landed on an open-air platform.

Three people, two men and a woman, were standing at the edge of the platform, engrossed in a heated discussion, seemingly oblivious to the carriage's approach.

The two men were dressed in ordinary black wizard robes, while the woman wore a sea-blue dress, her long hair half-up and the rest hanging down her shoulders and chest, her skin even shimmering.

Standing there, it was both striking and dazzling.

After the flying carriage came to a stop, Ona was the first to jump off.

Saul saw her walk straight over and curtsy to the woman in the blue dress.

"Lord of the city, I have invited Lord Thor over."

That woman was actually Ophelia?

Is she waiting for me here?

Thor sensed almost no magical energy emanating from her; aside from her striking appearance, she seemed like an ordinary person.

Upon hearing Ona's words, Ophelia stopped her discussion, turned her head to look at Thor, nodded slightly, and then said to Ona, "Please come down to see me in the main hall, Lord Thor."

Ona curtsied again, then returned without allowing Thor to greet Ophelia.

Thor was somewhat puzzled, then heard Ona say, "Please come with me to the main hall to see the city lord."

After saying that, Ona walked ahead.

Thor followed, took two steps, and then looked back at Ophelia, who was still standing on the edge of the platform talking to the two wizards.

"Maybe she'll go to the main hall after she's finished talking?" Thor turned back and continued following Ona. "Looks like we'll have to wait there for a while. Maybe I can release Perle and Nereira. Since Ophelia could sense me coming to the island, she should be able to find her sister too."

But Thor had gone over his head and walked less than ten meters when he ran into Ophelia again!

At this moment, the witch in the blue dress was walking and discussing something with another wizard—different from the two male wizards before her—while clutching several sheets of snow-white paper in her hand.

His expression was calm and focused.

When Ona was less than three meters away from Ophelia, she knelt down again in a gesture of respect.

"Lord City Lord."

This time, Ophelia didn't even nod to her, walking past Ona and Thor as if she hadn't seen anything.

Thor's gaze followed Ophelia as she brushed past him, turning back little by little until he saw her walk to the platform as well.

At this moment, two identical Ophelias were standing on the platform, one on the left and one on the right!

Neither Ona nor the wizards who spoke with the two Ophelias raised any questions about it.

"Is this a clone spell?" Thor couldn't help but ask Ona beside him.

"Yes, Lady Thor." Ona nodded with a smile. "The city lord always says that time is finite, but knowledge is infinite. If she could, she would wish to incarnate in countless forms to pursue even more knowledge."

Thor couldn't help but exclaim, "Creating a clone isn't difficult, and splitting a soul is just a bit painful, but to also separate a portion of independent consciousness along with the soul... Lady Ophelia is truly amazing!"

He suddenly thought of Pei'er in his diary.

In fact, her consciousness was also actively separated from hers by the wind demon Pei'er.

These two sisters actually like to cut themselves off!

(End of this chapter)