Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 561

Chapter 556 The Abandoned Boy

Is the disadvantage that it is expensive?

Thor sneered in his heart and continued to transmit: “Will I die if I take too much?”

Kismet raised his eyebrows, “Why do you think so?”

“Will it be addictive?”

“Although the state of clear consciousness and extremely clear mind is indeed fascinating, if you are talking about drug addiction, then there is no side effect.”

There is no side effect at all?

Why does Thor find it unbelievable?

Especially when this comes from the mouth of a conspirator and a big liar.

Kismet saw that Thor was doubting again, and said helplessly: “The formic acid of the bow-backed termite has been filtered out of all toxicity by ordinary people before extraction. The formic acid used by the wizards outside is non-toxic and diluted many times.”

He took the candle that the girl had held for a long time, gave it to the magic crystal, and then stuffed it directly into Thor’s pocket.

“Try it, don’t you know if you will die?”

He said this directly.

The girl next to him shrank her neck in fear.

Thor and Kismet stood at the entrance of the hall until the next guest came in, then they followed the girl to find a table and sat down.

Kismet whispered something to the girl, who was a little surprised, but nodded and ran away.

When there was no one around, Thor stretched out his hand to Kismet and said bluntly: “You said there was a golden page in the Borderless Land. Now we are all in the Borderless Land. Can you give it to me?”

Kismet spread his hands, “I don’t have it with me, but don’t worry, I put it in a very safe place.”

Thor took his hand back, wondering if Kismet didn’t want to give him the golden page immediately.

Since the golden page was not here, Thor didn’t bother to pay attention to him.

He observed the surroundings in secret.

Observing the wizards absorbing the spirit reading candles.

He squinted his eyes and didn’t see anything unusual on the candles.

It seemed to be just a special energy.

“What are you doing here?” After a while, Thor saw that Kismet was just sitting there and didn’t light a spirit reading candle for himself, so he asked casually.

“Meet someone.” Kismet leaned lazily on the chair, one foot on the chair, “Send something.”

Five minutes later, Thor saw Kismet’s eyes fixed on the back of the hall, and he turned his head to look.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a woman in a red dress with a bulging belly coming out from behind the layers of gauze.

She had a careless smile on her face, looking at the people in the hall as if she was looking at an ant on the ground.

But when her eyes fell on Kismet, a light suddenly appeared in her eyes.

She walked through the crowd, ignoring the apprentices and wizards who bowed their heads to greet her, and walked towards this side.

Kismet stood up slowly, and just after taking two steps, the woman in the red dress came to him with a bulging belly.

“Long time no see, Kismet, I thought you had been caught and eaten by the Lord of the Sky.”

“Dolly.” Kismet tapped the other person with his finger.

Then, the two hugged each other gently.

Thor was on the side and noticed that Kismet did not touch the other person’s belly.

The hugging action was very awkward.

The two separated quickly.

Kismet reached out his hand through the air, pretending to stroke it twice, and sighed, “It’s almost out.”

Dolly lowered her head, looked at her belly and smiled, “Thanks to you.”

Thor: “?”

Dolly invited Kismet to go behind the veil, and the two left without even saying hello.

However, when Kismet lifted the veil, he looked back at Thor and suddenly showed a strange smile.

Thor: “!”

“This guy!”

After Kismet left, Thor got up and left.

If he continued to stay in this courtyard, he always felt that something bad would happen.

Crossing the path, Thor returned to the exit of the settlement.

There should be more than one exit here, but it was obviously the only one that outsiders were informed of.

Thor was thinking that even if the quicksand termites in the survivors’ ancient forest were a scam, he would still want to go and take a look.

After all, the person who told him this was also a liar.

Just as Thor walked to the gate, he suddenly saw a man holding a twitching, pale boy, walking to the wall and throwing him on the ground.

Behind him followed a bearded man.

“He didn’t make it.” The man who threw the boy away was full of impatience, “Give me back the food.”

The bearded man walked to the corner of the wall, looked down at the boy who had just stopped twitching, touched his neck, and then turned back and said with a playful smile: “I ate it all.”

The other man cursed and slapped the man in the face. Seeing that the other party did not dodge or evade, but just smiled, he left cursing.

When the others saw this scene, they all stepped aside carefully, fearing that the man would take his anger out on them.

After the others walked away, the bearded man picked up the boy.

At this time, an old woman seemed to be unable to bear it and whispered, “Find a good place to bury the child. If he stays here

, he will die.” Unexpectedly, the bearded man shook his head and said, “I have agreed with the mountain climber that if he doesn’t make it, I will sell his body to him and get some food.”

The old woman looked reluctant, but she knew that she couldn’t change anything, so she simply turned her back and left.

Although Thor was standing far away, he could still see everything that happened over there with his excellent eyesight.

The bearded man held the boy and walked into the gate under the wall and disappeared into the shadows.

Thor’s eyes followed the boy in his arms into the darkness.

With his ability, he could naturally see that the boy was not dead, but just temporarily stopped breathing.

However, if he was not treated in time, this short period of holding his breath would turn into real death.

Thor thought of the new wound on the boy’s foot and followed him.

When passing through the passage under the wall, the old man with the flower pot guarding the gate had closed his eyes to rest.

After sensing the fluctuation of Thor’s magic power, he immediately opened his eyes and stared at him.

The old man with the flower pot did not express any doubts about Thor’s behavior of leaving as soon as he came in, but seemed a little… nervous?

However, Thor said nothing, pretending that he was just a passerby, and he was not interested in the man who walked out of the passage in front of him. It was not

until Thor walked out of the city gate and left the passage that the old man with the flower pot slowly closed his eyes.

After leaving the settlement, Thor saw that the bearded man holding the boy in front of him had stood under the wall on his left.

There was a small donkey cart parked there.

The back of the cart was covered with a huge piece of black leather, which was high and bulged.

There was a faint smell of corpse.

The moment Thor left the gate, his figure immediately entered a vague and illusory state. Even though he had slowly approached the bearded man and the driver, neither of them noticed it at all.

So Thor watched the bearded man hand the boy to the driver, but he also gave the driver a small package.

The driver said nothing, and stuffed the small package into his arms without changing his expression. Then he lifted the black leather behind him, revealing the pile of corpses more than one meter high.

The bearded man turned his head immediately, but couldn’t help turning back to look.

There was a thin layer of soil on the corpses, but it could be seen that most of them were black and red, and some of the skin was carbonized. The death was not bloody, but still very scary.

The bearded man shrank, but the driver moved very neatly, grabbed the boy’s waistband, lifted him up, and then threw him on the top of the pile of corpses.

He pushed away the bearded man who wanted to say something, got on the donkey cart, and left quickly.

“Is this the mountain climber? He is just an ordinary person without magic.” Thor touched his chin, glanced at the bearded man who had turned around and ran towards the gate, and chose to continue to follow the donkey cart.

The mountain climber is strong, and from the action of lifting people up just now, it seems that he has some martial arts skills.

If he were outside, he might also be a high-level warrior, but here, he can only be a driver who transports corpses.

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(End of this chapter)