Chapter 945: That's you

"How did I get here?" Thor was at a loss. He looked down and found that he was still a small ball of thread.

"Of course it was fate that sent you here." The slow and leisurely voice of the Death Demon sounded.

Could it be that I have gathered too much power of destiny in a short period of time, causing my consciousness to be drawn to the colorful world?

Thor came to the platform that the Death Demon had helped him organize, and found that his Fantasy Color Channel indeed had a new destiny line.

But that new thread of destiny was unusually thick. It was the cotton thread for sewing clothes for others, but it was the tow rope for pulling a boat.

At the same time, there was no clear consciousness coming from this thick thread of destiny. If Thor tried to connect, he could only hear a small and chaotic murmur.

It was as if a teacher was giving a lecture in class and there were ten thousand students whispering below.

At the same time, Thor also discovered that because he had previously distributed too much power of destiny to the other three, the four targets now seemed to have formed a pairwise connection with each other. Through the current magic structure, he could actually choose to advance to the fourth level! For a moment, Thor's spirit body was excited and a little hot.

But he quickly calmed down and said, "Although I can choose to directly advance to the fourth-level wizard now, it is better to achieve the fifth goal according to the plan and then advance to a stable level."

Thor shrank his slender body and said, "I want the power to continue to fight against death and doomsday, not to be promoted to an ordinary fourth-level wizard."

He let go of the fate of the four targets and gradually calmed down.

It's time to go back.

But before leaving, Thor wanted to ask the Death Teller something, but he didn't know whether it was willing to tell him now.

"Hello. There are many eye-like stars in my current consciousness space, or rather, star-like eyes. They also have pupils of the same color as this space, and can even counteract some of the power of the Eye of the Abyss."

As Thor spoke, he already had an answer in his mind.

"Those eyes, do they have anything to do with you?"

Thor thought the other party would not say it, or would admit it directly.

But he heard a laugh.

It wasn't laughter in the traditional sense, but he understood the mood of the Death-Telling Demon right now.

The lines floating in the air surge and undulate like a sea of ​​clouds in a strong wind.

Thor finally heard the Death Demon speak.

"Aren't those your eyes?"

"What?" The little ball of thread was stretched straight.

"Don't forget, you are one of us. Even though you are unwilling to return to your essence, it doesn't mean you can escape from it."

Thor was somewhat shocked. So, was it himself who was watching him in the consciousness space? He still couldn't connect those eyes with himself. In the past, he always thought that he borrowed the power of the eyes. He couldn't use it often because if he used it too much, it might be contaminated by the eyes.

Now it seems that the reason why it cannot be used frequently is that he is afraid that he will be forced to return to his so-called essence? The line of fate finally softened slowly, and Thor sighed in his heart and had to start changing his inherent ideas.

If he had listened to the advice of the Death Demon, he might have been able to instantly become a level six. Those eyes would have completely returned to him.

But Thor was secretly afraid.

Is he still himself? Thor sighed, "Why does a thread of fate need so many eyes?"

"If you can't observe fate, how can you talk about fate being a thread?"

Suddenly it made sense. If Thor merged all the star eyes, would he be able to observe the complete destiny?

Hey, why does this statement sound familiar?

He suddenly thought of the diary.

"You know..." Thor hesitated for a moment, but felt that since the other party knew the eyes in the space clearly, he should also know what is in the space. "Do you know the diary of the dead wizard? Why do I feel that the operating principle of the diary is similar to the fate line? Does it also come from the power of the dead demon?"

"No, that diary was created by another sixth-order being outside. It borrowed some principles from the power of destiny, but its essence is not observation, but rehearsal and deduction."

"The diary was actually made by a sixth-level wizard, but I remember that its previous owner was only a fifth-level wizard when he got it. He wanted to use the diary to advance to the sixth-level but failed. In other words, its previous owner was not the one who made the diary. The diary doesn't feel incredibly powerful in my hands. Could it be that although it was made by a sixth-level wizard, it is not equivalent to a sixth-level witchcraft prop?"

But it is true that it is equivalent to a sixth-level witchcraft prop, which is terrifying to think about.

"Although your diary is not comparable to the sixth level, it can actually be considered the fifth level." The Death Told Devil said, "But it is incomplete and is missing something important."

"You're right." Thor thought of the golden page he received from the Tribunal. Its condition was completely different from the other golden pages in the diary. "But I'm not sure what's missing from the diary yet."

"You will know." The Death-Telling Demon said slowly, "I have seen the direction of your fate."

…

Thor opened his eyes and found himself standing in front of a huge crystal wall.

He quickly recognized that this was the place where Maria had brought him to sign, but due to the obstruction of Wizard Murphy, he did not leave his name on the crystal wall.

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But at this moment, the name on the crystal wall changed. The name originally engraved on the surface was transferred to the inside of the crystal at some point.

There is no trace of any layer in the middle, as if they were naturally grown in there.

These changes should also be related to Murphy's operations.

"You finally woke up."

Thor turned his head and found that Kelly was sitting next to him, looking at him with her chin in her hand.

"How long did I lose consciousness, in your opinion?"

"Three days!" Keli held up three fingers. "Three days ago, all the cracks in the Wall of Sighs closed and the wall turned into black crystal. But you disappeared. I almost thought you had sacrificed yourself to repair the Wall of Sighs."

"I'm not that noble." Thor shrugged. "You know, it's a win-win situation."

"Tsk, after you disappeared, I looked for you for a long time before I found you running to the crystal wall. Later, Maria dispersed the irrelevant people, and I waited for you here."

Keli stretched lazily, which showed that she was really waiting seriously during this period and did not do anything to entertain herself.

"I've never seen you unconscious for such a long time. If it weren't for your active spirit, I would have thought you had become a god right here."

Thor didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm a wizard, how can I become a god?"

"Why not?" Keli asked, "Aren't you the Judge of Death?"

Thor waved his hands quickly, "Don't mention this term, social death."

Keli held back her laughter and was nervous for a few days before finally relaxing completely.

At this time, Thor felt something moving in his pants. He looked down and found that it was Xiaozao crawling on the ground.

Seeing that Thor ignored it for a long time, Xiaozao used its sharp little mouth to bite eight holes in Thor's trouser legs.

Thor leaned over and lifted up the little algae that looked like a thin linen rope. "I'm sorry for making you worry. Now, it's done. Let's go home."

(End of this chapter)