Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 281

Chapter 280 This is Death

“No… no upper limit…” Kismet said like a sleepwalker, “That’s not a real page.”

“Is that so?” Thor smiled, “That’s great! I couldn’t be sure of this before, so I was very cautious in using it.”

Kismet stared at Thor in a daze, and unconsciously uttered: “The wizard tower… is it so dangerous?”

Before Thor could answer, Kismet suddenly kicked the ground with both feet and retreated three meters.

“Boom–“

The next second, a silver broadsword almost touched his nose and pierced into the ground under his feet.

“It’s you again, silver-haired! Don’t run away if you have the guts, fight me properly!”

Then came Kira’s majestic figure and the speech that was not at all ladylike.

Kismet held the harp in his arms and smiled at Kira, the female war god who was inserted between him and Thor.

“Fighting is so ungraceful. How about this, Miss Kira? Let me play a song for you?”

The only response he got was Kira’s heroic figure who pulled out the greatsword from the ground and swung it at Kismet again.

When Kira drew his sword and slashed forward, Kismet’s figure suddenly retreated. Kira didn’t waste a moment, and swung the greatsword in the air in a circle and attacked again.

But Kismet never fought back, just kept retreating.

The two of them fought and fled until their figures almost disappeared in the sky, and Thor could hardly see where they had run to.

At this time, a huge ball of light suddenly burst out in the distance, making him close his eyes and turn his head.

Even so, the light still made Thor’s eyes black for a while.

“Very powerful light attribute witchcraft, but it doesn’t seem to be very aggressive.” When Thor recovered, he found that he could no longer see Kismet and Kira in the distance.

I don’t know where they went to fight again.

Inexplicably, there was nothing for him to do.

Thor turned his head and looked at the old madman who was still lying unconscious on the ground in the distance, and suddenly sighed.

In any case, the old madman would probably continue to be crazy in the future.

Perhaps in his memory, his sister was still lying on his back, fleeing with him to a distant place.

Thor performed a magician’s hand, palm up, and held the unconscious old madman in his hand.

Just like that, two figures, one horizontal and one vertical, appeared in the desert, walking towards the bloody Mofan Town.

As Thor walked, he turned his head to look at the Diary of the Dead Wizard.

As he watched, the diary flew from his left shoulder to his front.

Since the last time the consciousness platform was built, the diary seemed to have become more obedient.

Now there was only Thor and an ordinary person around. He recalled the conversation with Kismet just now, and his heart was ready to move.

“Get the past? If I understand correctly, Kismet wants me to use the magical power of ‘observing the past’ on the diary, which will affect my connection with the diary.”

The diary did not reject Thor’s idea.

This gave him more confidence.

Although Kismet’s purpose was unclear, Thor judged that most of his words were credible.

Especially the diary. If Thor could understand the past of the diary, would it mean that he could unlock more information about the diary and strengthen the connection between the two?

Thor raised his left hand, and a little silver light began to condense in his palm. The light gradually condensed and finally turned into a silver mirror.

He looked at himself in the mirror and did not find any changes in his eyes.

But when he let his mental power flow in his eyes, a trace of coolness came out of his pupils, and he saw a little silver light suddenly appear in his eyes.

Unlike Penny’s eyes that were as bright as the Milky Way, the little light in Thor’s dark pupils was like the North Star at night. Although it was only a little, it was extremely eye-catching.

Since he had made a decision, Thor no longer wasted time and immediately turned his head to look at the diary.

But as soon as his eyes fell on the diary, he felt a “boom” and it seemed that something exploded in his mind.

A burst of intense and piercing pain directly made his legs weak and he almost fell to the ground.

But when he really couldn’t hold on any longer and stopped using his mental power, the pain suddenly disappeared.

Then, the world alternated between light and darkness, the climate and environment around him were also constantly changing, and time was moving forward or backward at a very fast speed.

Grass grew in the desert, and spring water was added, turning into a dense forest; the forest withered and withered, the water level sank, and finally returned to the dry land.

Just as Thor was gradually lost in the cycle of time, the world in front of him changed again.

He seemed to have suddenly changed his perspective and form, from the original person to an unknown existence.

But in front of him was still the Diary of the Dead Wizard, but it was very close to him. It was like a severely myopic patient without glasses, who could only get less than ten centimeters away from the paper to see the words on it clearly.

At this time, a beautiful silver feather pen suddenly fell on the side of his face, and he could vaguely see that the pen was loosely held by a hand.

As his fingers exerted force, the tip of the feather pen wrote lines of words on the diary.

Thor didn’t recognize any of the words that fell on the diary, but when the first word fell, Thor noticed that the picture in front of the diary had changed.

At first, a few nesting birds in the forest suddenly fell from the branches to the ground.

Then, a deer strolling in the forest suddenly fell to the ground with weak knees, then fell sideways, staring at the air with lifeless eyes.

Another line of words fell.

Thor saw that the town, which was once bustling, suddenly became quiet. People walking on the road, cooking at home, and working in the shops all fell to the ground.

Their eyes were still open, looking in the direction they were looking when they fell to the ground, and the expressions on their faces a second ago had not disappeared.

Whether they were happy or sad, or indifferent before, they all became portraits at this moment.

The feather pen did not stop, it continued to write.

Then the perspective changed again, the mountain collapsed, and the floods flowed back. Sometimes the land was barren, and sometimes the roads were frozen. Finally, the continent split and corpses were everywhere.

The diary took Thor’s perspective and suddenly flew into the sky.

He saw the world was silent.

Whether it was living or non-living, it finally returned to silence.

The light disappeared little by little, and the darkness actually no longer existed.

Thor was so fascinated that he couldn’t help asking, “What is this?”

Suddenly, a voice without ups and downs sounded from within his body.

“This is death.”

Thor trembled all over, and then stumbled to the ground.

“Bang! Bang!”

The first sound was that he didn’t react at all and fell directly to the ground. Fortunately, Thor’s skin had been modified and was very tough, so he wouldn’t get hurt.

The second sound was that he couldn’t continue to maintain the output of magic power, the wizard’s hand disappeared, and the old madman floating in the air also fell to the ground.

Thor hadn’t fully recovered yet, so he simply turned over and lay on the ground for a while in a comfortable position.

As for the old madman, I think he was used to sleeping on the ground.

“I just saw the death of a world. Is that the past witnessed by the diary?”

But when he thought of the picture, the silver feather pen fell first and the world died later, he felt a sense of fear.

It seemed that the death of the world was caused by the diary.

“The diary can’t be that powerful, right? If the diary really has such a terrifying power, how could its owner only stop at the fourth level?”

“Oh, this information is speculated by Ralph, and he was probably misled by Kismet.”

“What level of existence is the diary, and why did it choose me as its owner?”

Thor thought of this and subconsciously looked over his left shoulder.

In an instant, he climbed up and finally showed a look of panic on his face.

“Where’s my diary?!”

(End of this chapter)