Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 910 Below the Fourth Rank, none can rival him.

As soon as Thor finished speaking, his body suddenly began to deform. Twisted, swollen gray tentacles emerged from the cuffs, hem, and trouser legs of his black wizard's robe.

The changes didn't stop there, but just as they reached this point, the eerie blue flames collided with Thor's body.

However, Thor did not dodge at all.

The blue flames suddenly expanded and quickly spread over Thor's entire body.

Then, more attack spells landed in the ghostly blue flames.

The more offensive magic was injected, the larger the dark blue fireball grew, as if all the later magic had become its nourishment.

Royer was not pleased or let his guard down. He knew very well that Saul could not be defeated so easily.

So he immediately began to cast his second spell, Abyss Throw.

This is a Tier 5 spell, and even among Tier 5 spells, it is quite difficult to control.

The abyss here did not originally refer specifically to the Eye of the Abyss; it was a space rift that would open and throw enemies into an extremely dangerous place.

But after the wizarding world was sealed off, every time this spell was cast, the rift that opened led to the Eye of the Abyss.

The danger of this witchcraft lies in the fact that when the rift opens, a small amount of contamination will seep in from the other side, and unknown entities may even take the opportunity to sneak in.

Therefore, Royer must act quickly, making Thor fall in the moment the rift opens, and then immediately close it!

Just as Royer was chanting the incantation, Thor was still being attacked by numerous spells.

But the ball of eerie blue fire continued to expand...

"Oh no!" A wizard who was standing nearby suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly backed away.

Then everyone noticed that the eerie blue flames had changed shape at some point. The tongues of fire burned and twisted in the air, looking like a huge, tentacle-covered monster!

"Stop attacking!" someone finally reacted.

The more witchcraft, or magic, is poured in, the more intense the opponent's flames become, and the larger the terrifying body hidden beneath them grows.

Suddenly, a blue tongue of fire exploded and lashed out like a twisting tentacle, striking Royer violently.

A burning suit of armor instantly appeared on Royer's body, blocking the attack for him.

It only blocked the fire once before the armor shattered into pieces, and the flames turned into black smoke, drifting away helplessly.

"He turned my world-destroying fire into a weapon to attack me?!"

Royer was horrified; the Abyss Throwing spell he was preparing almost collapsed.

He couldn't understand how Thor could withstand such an intense fire attack, and how he could turn other people's attacks into fire fuel.

But he didn't have time to think, "Cover me!"

Royer roared.

Wizards immediately came to help Royer resist Thor's fiery tentacles.

These people were mainly Royer's subordinates and some third-tier wizards.

But if Royer were to look closely at this moment, he would notice that some wizards were not seriously attacking. In particular, several wizards who had been healed by Thor were simply standing in the crowd, not participating in the attack.

They stood there because of their status and power, but they were also troubled by Thor's rescue. At the same time, they were confused: was the Lord of the Flim Court truly resisting the Black Tide? Was it really as Thor said, that the Lord of the Court had forgotten his original intentions?

These doubts, confusions, and anxieties spread like a contagious disease among the wizards of the Tribunal, rendering their attacks weak and ineffective.

Of course, many others were completely unaffected by Thor and continued their frenzied attacks. To be able to so openly attack a renowned and high-ranking wizard meant they could later proudly declare, "That Thor was killed by my companions and me!"

A wizard with such thoughts was already sneaking closer, holding a scroll of the fourth-tier spell "Thunderous Might".

At this moment, Thor, who was engulfed in flames and whose body had undergone abnormal changes, was not going to last much longer in his eyes.

If he can use this impressive scroll to deliver the final blow, he will immediately become the most famous second-tier wizard on the continent of Neflet!

But just as his fingers touched the reel, before he could even start it, everything suddenly went black.

"Lightning attribute, stay away, little algae will bite him!"

These were the last words the second-tier wizard, who harbored beautiful dreams for the future, heard.

Thor naturally noticed the Nightmare Butterfly and the little algae's movements but did not stop them.

At this moment, most of his body had turned into translucent gray tentacles. The exterior was ignited by Royer's flames, but such powerful flames actually blocked the attacks of the others.

Before those low-level offensive spells could even touch Thor, they were destroyed by the flames on Thor's body.

When the structure is disrupted, witchcraft becomes scattered magical elemental particles.

Thor gritted his teeth and began absorbing the scattered elemental particles to replenish his magic and repair his body scorched by the blue flames.

The forces of burning and healing counteract each other, achieving a delicate balance.

However, this balance cannot last long, because directly absorbing scattered elemental particles puts immense pressure on the mental body. A single misstep could lead to mental body tremors turning into mental body alienation.

It can be described as a suicidal act of self-preservation.

Even if Thor's spiritual body is abnormally powerful and the locator is extremely terrifying, it is impossible for him to last long under such circumstances.

But he had to persevere!

If this plan to counter Frim fails, he, and everyone who helped him, will suffer a terrifying retaliation from Frim in the future.

Therefore, he must persevere and withstand all the attacks from the tribunal!

Thor suddenly opened his eyes!

He suddenly opened hundreds of eyes!

The enormous blue flame tentacled body, as large as a small mountain, suddenly opened tens of thousands of eyes!

"What..." Roye, who had just finished preparing the Abyss Throw spell, involuntarily raised his head and met the eyes of one of the blue flames.

The moment their eyes met, he knew something was wrong, but he couldn't look away.

The rift in the abyss has opened, but no one has been chosen as a target, so the rift gradually widens, attempting to find a target on its own.

Royer was still forced to look into the eyes in the blue flames, but he noticed the widening crack in his peripheral vision. He was immediately terrified, his face twitching, but he still couldn't move. It was as if looking into the eyes in front of him was more important than his life!

But in a deep rift without a clear target, the first target is naturally Roye, who is closest to him.

Sweat had gathered on Royer's forehead and trickled down in several streams. One drop fell to the edge of the abyss rift and let out a cry like that of an infant before being torn into the rift, whereupon the cry stopped abruptly.

The fissure seemed to have found its target, and suddenly accelerated its pace, extending towards Royer's hem.

But at that moment, a hand, a hand made of nothing but black bones, suddenly pressed down on the edge of the crack, then clenched its fist tightly, and the crack exploded like a balloon with a "bang".

The magic that was maintaining the rift dissipated instantly, the rift was closed directly, and the abyss's aura was cut off!

Royer felt himself move again. He was soaked in sweat and seemed to hear the beads of sweat crying out in relief at his survival. He couldn't even tell if it was a hallucination or if he really heard it.

He twisted his neck stiffly like a rusty machine, only to realize that everyone else present had fallen to the ground except for him.

But no matter what position or state they fell into, as long as they still had eyes, they all stared at the eyes in the huge blue flames.

It was as if that was more important than anything else.

(End of this chapter)