Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 793 Kiss

"A support magic circle?" Ophelia's tone didn't entirely convey her belief.

However, after observing it carefully for a while, she couldn't find anything unusual about the auxiliary magic circle; it seemed to be just an ordinary magic circle that provided energy.

Thor didn't explain anything further; explaining too much would only arouse the other party's suspicion.

Ophelia ultimately failed to detect anything unusual from the altered auxiliary magic circle. Furthermore, as a fourth-tier wizard, she had a natural confidence in facing Thor, a third-tier wizard.

Even though she knew that Thor was unwilling, she wasn't worried that he would resist her.

Anyway, it's not like it's going to kill him.

The other side isn't going to fight to the death.

Thinking about this, Ophelia even felt a bit mischievous.

She wanted to see just how special the man chosen by the Death Wizard's Diary really was.

"Then let's begin," Ophelia said softly, without the slightest hint of shyness.

Thor tilted his head to look at the vase in front of him. "But Lady Ophelia, didn't you say you could simulate any form? If it looks like this, frankly, it doesn't really interest me."

"It seems you're ready. So, what kind of look do you like?"

Thor wasn't in the mood for modeling; "Just use your own likeness."

The transparent vase began to swell and surge, slowly squeezing out from its opening.

But when that disgusting flesh emerged from the bottle, it transformed into a beautiful and familiar face... Ophelia.

Her head emerged from the bottle opening, followed by her normal-length neck, and then, with a series of creaking sounds, her snow-white shoulders and shapely body also squeezed out of the bottle opening.

Finally, she sat on the edge of the bottle, pulled out her long legs, and naturally crossed her left leg over her right, her round toes still twitching.

If Thor hadn't witnessed the transformation of this lump of flesh into a beautiful woman, he might have enjoyed admiring the naked beauty before him even more.

Yes, Ophelia, with her clear purpose, simply didn't wear any clothes this time.

Come here.

Her slender fingers gently beckoned to Thor, and her face wore a perfectly charming smile.

She was really very dedicated to tempting Thor.

Thor took a deep breath and walked forward.

"You won't take it off..."

Ophelia had only spoken halfway when Thor suddenly reached out and grabbed her by the back of the neck, pulling her into his arms.

Ophelia, who was originally sitting at the mouth of the vase and slightly taller than Thor, was obediently pressed down on her waist, and then Thor fiercely kissed her slightly purple lips.

Perhaps no one had ever treated her so boldly before. Ophelia's eyes widened slightly, then quickly turned into a cold smile.

"So you prefer to be a bit assertive? No problem."

Thor paused slightly.

He was clearly occupying Ophelia's lips, yet a familiar voice came from her chest and abdomen.

The voice was not transmitted into his mind through cryptic spells.

"What is this? Ventriloquism?" Thor lowered his eyes, distracted.

Ophelia seemed to know what he was thinking. "Aren't you worried about Ona? It's okay, I can have her come with me to keep you company."

Thor paused for a moment, then resumed his more intense assault.

At the same time, he used a secret language to tell Ophelia: "I prefer beautiful women lying side by side rather than nested one inside the other."

Ophelia laughed again, this time the sound came from the other person's throat.

Thor scooped the witch, whose fat was trembling from laughing, off the vase and then pinned her to the ground.

Throughout the entire process, their lips remained pressed together.

After the two lay intertwined in the center of the magic circle, the entire circle lit up with a gray-black light, making Thor's face appear as if it had turned into a translucent gray as well.

Ophelia slipped her hands inside Thor's collar, continuing to tease him with cryptic spells.

"Little one, is kissing all you do? Was it always Pei'er who initiated things before?"

No wonder Ophelia teased him; Thor kissed her for a long time, but kept his hands firmly on the ground, not even freeing one hand to touch Ophelia's naked body.

Seeing that Thor didn't speak, Ophelia thought she had guessed correctly.

The little guy in front of me is really quite green.

She stopped her downward-exploring hands and prepared to turn over to be on top of him, but at that moment, the magic circle that had been operating peacefully suddenly emitted a bright red light.

In an instant, the entire room changed from gray to dark red, as if it had been stained with blood.

Ophelia's gaze instantly shifted from dreamy to cold. Just as she was about to get up, she discovered that she was being bound by an unfamiliar force.

Her gaze swept over him, and she saw that Thor, who was pressing down on her, only retained a human-like head; the rest of his limbs had turned into gray tentacles, tightly wrapped around her body and constantly twisting.

Ophelia sneered inwardly, just as she was about to teach this restless little wizard what the power of a fourth-tier wizard was, when she suddenly felt a powerful surge of magical energy erupt from his mouth.

In an instant, the little wizard in front of her, the magic circle that had been activated beneath her, and the glass around her that had been turned red all disappeared.

Ophelia slowly sat up and found herself on a huge circular platform. All around her was boundless darkness, with only a few twinkling, star-like figures dotting the deep space in the far distance.

She slowly propped herself up to sit up, her posture still elegant yet alluring.

"This is... his world of consciousness?" Ophelia covered her mouth and chuckled. "What a bold child, daring to pull me into his world of consciousness, isn't he afraid I'll destroy this place?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ophelia heard the sound of pages turning above her head.

She looked up and saw a huge, dark red hardcover book floating silently more than ten meters above her head.

The smile on her face slowly faded.

"The Death Wizard's Diary... Is he trying to buy time with this?"

On the other side, Thor stumbled and instantly traveled from the highest tower of White Glass Castle to another room.

The room has a complex network of pipes above it, and a huge, quietly burning furnace on the side.

Inside the furnace were charred wizard corpses, which, despite burning for so long, were still not completely destroyed.

This is the heart of Sky City... the fuel furnace!

Thor swayed, but ultimately couldn't stand, and ended up kneeling on the ground, supporting himself with one hand.

"Hey! You're not dead, are you?" The white doll jumped out from the corner of the room.

Thor looked up; his lips had turned a deep purple. He coughed twice and stuck out a piece of his tongue, which was now almost black with purple.

The moment the auxiliary magic circle was activated, Ophelia reacted. In order to hold her down and buy time to pull her into the consciousness platform, Thor immediately transformed into the octopus Thor and entangled her tightly.

Although the time he managed to buy him in the end allowed him to pull Ophelia into the consciousness platform, her counterattack in that brief moment still directly injured Thor's mental body, and his mouth felt like it was burning, as if he had drunk a can of sulfuric acid.

Even though he looked a little disheveled, Thor still managed a smile when he looked up.

"Ha, I knew you'd be here!"

The newly grown tongue was somewhat unresponsive, and the injuries inflicted by Ophelia continued to spread.

But Saul is still very satisfied.

He teleported to the combined form of Pelle and Nereira, gambling that Ophelia would place them at the fuel furnace!

According to the plan, the two of them will immediately begin a new round of connection experiments after they unite. The experiment requires Pelle's presence and a fuel furnace, and Ophelia will likely put these two together in advance.

Just like last time.

And now, Thor has won his gamble!

There shouldn't be any problem, right?

(End of this chapter)