Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 913 Counterattack

Gorza laughed as if he had gone mad, even though his voice was as harsh as metal scraping and very indistinct, he still laughed wildly.

He kept laughing and laughing, his mouth stretching wider and wider until it tilted back 270 degrees, and even the back of his head seemed to have shrunk to the size of a walnut.

His body was shrinking, but his head was expanding dramatically, and his mouth took up 90% of his body.

It seems to have been completely alienated.

But seeing Gorsa like this, Frim's spirit body suddenly jumped! His mind was adrift, unable to settle down.

"wrong!"

Just as he realized this, he saw Gorsa, who seemed to have already undergone mutation, suddenly rush forward and advance ten meters in the blink of an eye, directly arriving near the light source that he had been unable to get close to before.

A mouth that had expanded to the size of a table revealed a sharp edge, twisted to resemble teeth, and then...

He took a bite!

Like a crocodile that has been lurking for a long time, it bites at its bison.

"Buzz!!!"

The distraction that Frim had descended upon convulsed violently. Although he did not cry out in pain, it caused all the low-level wizards nearby who sensed the fluctuation to twist and fall to the ground.

Gorsa took a bite, not immediately biting off a piece of the distraction. But he kept twisting his head, trying to tear off a piece of Frim's soul.

"You're not Tier 3!"

Flim finally noticed something was wrong, and his voice trembled slightly.

"The changes in you... are all a disguise?!"

Gorza gripped Frim, fighting like a rabid beast in a primal struggle. He couldn't speak, but his constantly writhing head conveyed his excitement and agitation!

Frim realized he had been ambushed. Although he had teleported half of his soul, he still couldn't kill the newly level four Gorza.

The other party had already set up a trap and was just waiting for him to come to them!

He had no time to feel regret; he just wanted to leave immediately.

It wasn't that he couldn't stay and fight Gorsa to the death; after all, Gorsa had just been promoted and was no match for him. But Gorsa had clearly come prepared, and he needed to be wary of this madman having other tricks up his sleeve.

Since the plan to kill Gorza is no longer feasible, there's no need to waste any more time.

However, just as Frim was about to sever his connection with Yura and return to the Lost Corridor... he discovered that the passage back had been distorted by other forces!

Even if he transferred half of his power, he still left the other half in the Lost Corridor. No one else could bypass him and distort the connection, preventing that half of his soul from returning!

That means it must be a fourth-tier fighter!

Flim immediately thought of someone.

"Norton! How dare he?"

Flim's voice was filled with anger and disbelief.

"Creak—"

Just as Frim was in shock, Gorsa finally tore off a wisp of Frim's soul and swallowed it.

The soul, containing extremely pure light attribute energy, was as hot as a piece of red-hot charcoal, but Gorsa swallowed it without changing his expression.

Then his hoarse voice rang out.

"So you're not crazy enough. You can secretly violate the covenant between the two continents for your own goals, but I'm different."

"I'll be straightforward."

Gorsa kindly offered an explanation, then opened his mouth, which had swelled even larger, and bit down again!

……

When Thor and Airo entered the Lost Corridor, which had only one level left, and met Frim, they were both taken aback.

The once arrogant and autocratic Freym, who was once the most arrogant person in the entire Neflet and even the entire wizarding world, was now sitting dejectedly on the ground, his back leaning against the corridor wall.

He still retained a hint of arrogance in his eyes, but his expression was extremely dejected.

Flim looked up and glanced at Thor first, before finally settling his gaze on Elo.

"Stuart is with me." He actually admitted it.

Airo wanted to be angry, but he knew this wasn't the time. After Leah told him about Stuart, he quickly verified the information. However, since Stuart was still in the enemy's hands and he wasn't sure of Frim's intentions, he held back for the time being, intending to use other methods to force Frim to hand over Stuart.

Ero's reaction made Frim realize that he wasn't surprised and seemed to have known about it all along.

Flim narrowed his eyes. "You knew about this all along, so you teamed up with Norton against me?"

"I won't do anything to harm Nefert," Airo said simply, not bothering to waste words on explanations.

And he believed that Frim could understand.

"Yes, ha." Frim also figured it out. "It seems something has changed at the Stargate Council, which is why Norton disregarded everything and went straight into Neflet. The area behind the Stargate is indeed not simple."

"Airo, I will return Stuart to you, and the Tribunal will be yours from now on. Only you would never harm Neflet's interests for the sake of other continents."

Many people in the Black Flame Empire, where Airo resides, are related to him by blood. Airo protects his country and, more importantly, his home.

If you don't know Ai Luo well, you would never imagine that he is someone who values ​​family so much.

They don't look like a wizard at all.

But it was precisely this kind of person who reached the fourth level.

Airo glanced at Thor before asking Flim, "Were you ambushed when you went to Stath?"

Elo is still unclear about the specifics. Norton is here. Could it be that the person who ambushed Flim on the continent of State was Alec?

But Flim gave a completely unexpected yet perfectly reasonable answer.

"Gorsa has advanced to the fourth tier."

Airo was taken aback at first, then sighed, "He's already at the fourth tier. But will a fourth-tier Gorsa really bring about a devastating catastrophe to the world, as you believe?"

Thor, who was listening to the conversation between the two, frowned. Why would Flim think that Mentor Gorsa would bring disaster?

Or a devastating disaster?

But Frim had no intention of explaining this.

"I'd like to discuss the rest with Saul alone."

Airo glanced at Thor again but did not object.

If it were before, he certainly wouldn't have cared about a third-tier wizard from another faction, but now, just recalling Thor's form, which was covered in eyes, makes his mental body tremble uncontrollably.

So he didn't ask any more questions out of curiosity, but instead took the soul that floated from Frim's hand and quickly left the Lost Corridor.

Flim thought he would have to use a lot of persuasion to get Elo to leave, but he didn't expect the other party to be so decisive.

He seemed to be wary of... Thor?

Flim looked at Thor with a complicated expression. "You're more complex than I thought. Perhaps it's because of your Death Wizard's Journal. Maybe I should still kill you. Even if I couldn't get the journal, I shouldn't have let something so powerful fall into the hands of the enemy."

Saul remained silent. Even if he said that everything that happened today had little to do with the diary, the other party might not believe him, so he didn't explain further.

"I just don't understand why your name hasn't appeared yet?" Flim said in a low voice.

Saul was now stumped by the question.

"My name? Where does it appear?"

(End of this chapter)