Chapter 252 Diary in Hand



Chapter 252: Diary in Hand

After Yula left, Sol returned to the long table and wrote a few more words with the communication pen.

He recounted the entire story of Light asking for help and going to Youla alone.

He put down his pen and his eyes flickered.

That night, because he didn't know whether Yula would come back suddenly, Thor did not activate the magic circle of the consciousness platform, but chose to learn witchcraft more safely.

But after two days, he still hadn't heard of anything unusual happening with Wright, nor had he seen the tower master come to see him.

Everything was calm, as if nothing had happened.

These days, another thing began to occupy Thor's mind.

The seeds of evil thoughts sprouted.

Once they start to sprout, the fruit will appear in two days.

The hatching process was much faster than Ku Jin said.

Now I don’t know what type of spell will be hatched and what its function will be.

However, since the diary has taken a fancy to this seed of evil thought, the fruit that hatches should also be annotated.

Xiaozao was very interested in the Seed of Evil Thoughts. Even though Thor had repeatedly emphasized to him that he could not eat it, he still liked to circle around the Seed of Evil Thoughts.

After making sure that Wright's affairs would not affect him for the time being, Thor finally restarted the consciousness platform array that he had put aside for a few days.

He specially prepared the most advantageous witchcraft pigment for drawing dark attribute witchcraft arrays, and copied the entire array from the decomposition diagrams onto the floor of the warehouse.

It took Thor most of the day just to copy and draw, and then he placed the magic crystals one by one on the magic transmission points.

Now we just have to wait for him to stand on it and activate the magic circle.

Because it was the first attempt, Thor did not modify the magic circle so as not to affect the presentation of the consciousness platform.

The basic preparations have been completed, and all Thor needs to do is stand in the magic circle and use himself as the energy to activate it.

Before starting, Thor drank the juice extracted from the grinding sound fruit and swallowed a dose of Heart Guardian with great pain.

Before officially starting, Thor looked at the diary on his left shoulder.

The amplitude of today's diary fluctuations was quite large and the frequency was quite fast, just like Thor's heart beating nervously.

"Are you excited too?" Thor licked his cracked lips and took a deep breath.

Then he closed his eyes and calmed himself down.

The spiritual body began to vibrate, and the magic power spread along the hands and feet to the magic circle below.

Magic crystals were lit up one by one, and countless undercurrents flowed and intertwined along the patterns until the entire witchcraft formation was awakened.

Suddenly, the walls around me turned white, and the candle flames suddenly shot up, leaving black marks on the walls.

Behind the numerous shelves, corpses turned slowly, and their stiff necks made crackling sounds.

When the head turned 90 degrees and the eyelids opened, a pair of bottomless black holes were revealed.

At this time, Thor had no time to pay attention to the changes around him. In his cognition, the space began to tremble, the ground cracked, the roof collapsed, and cracks appeared in space.

Prying eyes came from above, underfoot, and from the cracks in space all around.

Even with his eyes closed, Saul felt uneasy as if he was being watched, as if he had been stripped naked on a stage in the spotlight of everyone.

Suddenly, time stood still.

After a sigh, the sound of mirrors shattering was heard all around.

Thor opened his eyes, and the scene of the sky collapsing and the earth breaking before him kept cracking and falling, revealing a gloomy darkness behind it.

He blinked, and the mirror fragments surrounding him suddenly shattered again, turning into droplets that flew in all directions and disappeared into the darkness.

He lowered his head slightly and saw that he was standing on a huge circular stone platform. The surface of the stone platform was painted with the magic array of the consciousness platform.

He successfully entered the consciousness platform.

Thor's first reaction was to look over his left shoulder.

However, the diary was no longer there!

His thoughts became a little flustered, causing the stone platform to tremble.

"Don't be anxious, calm down." Thor warned himself in his heart.

Perhaps it was the effect of the grinding sound fruit, or perhaps it was the effect of his self-comfort, the space finally became stable again and no longer shook.

Looking around, Thor found no trace of the diary. Even when he used his spiritual body to check and peer inside, he found no trace of the diary.

"This is different from the last time I entered the consciousness platform."

Thor did not panic this time, but tried hard to analyze the differences between the two times.

"Last time, not only was my consciousness on the platform, but also Morton and the consciousness of the countless souls he absorbed."

"Now the platform is clean, which at least means that there is no one else spying on me. This is a good thing."

Thor lowered his head and began to observe himself, and then he found that his current appearance was the same as his physical body in the outside world.

In other words, his current ideology is covered with light gray skin, which is the appearance after the second transformation.

"Last time in distress, I connected to the diary and managed to make it appear in my hands, but I couldn't open it and had to use the diary as a brick."

"So last time I didn't really master the diary, so I couldn't connect to it and make it my locator."

"So what's missing?"

Although this time Thor could also imitate his last experience and get the diary first.

But somehow he felt that if he really did that, he would just have an extra brick in his hand.

"There's no rush to fight now anyway, I'll try a few more times."

He began to change his mindset.

"I can open the diary in the outside world, turn to any black page, and even check the golden page of unknown origin. It doesn't make sense that I can't open the diary after entering consciousness."

"The diary was originally controlled by me through my consciousness, so now... the diary does not recognize my consciousness?"

Thor vaguely felt that he had grasped something. He looked at his hands, and the tide of thoughts kept surging.

"The space of consciousness is determined by consciousness. The appearance of things I see are what I know. But my knowledge is not 100% correct. So..."

Thor raised his head and looked straight ahead. After a few breaths, his body shape began to change! His arms and legs kept getting longer, his bones grew, and his muscles bulged.

The wizard apprentice robe and boots on his body changed into a white short-sleeved shirt, gray trousers and a pair of dull black leather shoes.

Thor's mind moved, and a half-body scene appeared in front of him, reflecting his current appearance.

It turned out to be his true appearance.

He is still the young man who has just graduated, full of energy and energy, waiting for promotion and salary increase to become a winner in life.

"So the self I really recognize is the self in my twenties." Looking at the appearance in the mirror, Thor smiled bitterly, "Not the office animal who has struggled for more than ten years but is still mediocre, and is still a salted fish after turning over a new leaf."

"So what appeared on the evil spirit's bookshelf at that time was not myself, but the ordinary me who had accomplished nothing, representing my fear."

But not now.

Thor reached out his hand and grasped a dark red hardcover book in the seemingly empty space.

On the cover of the book are embossed six characters of the same color: "Diary of a Dead Wizard".

Pull your arm back, hold the spine of the book with your index finger, middle finger, and ring finger, and gently open the cover with your thumb.

It was so easy, just like casually brushing aside a girl's long black hair.

"Since I can access the diary in my current form and with my current cognition, it means... the Diary of the Dead Wizard is not a legacy I got from this body. Instead, it is the one that chose me!"

If we ignore the corners of Thor's mouth twitching with excitement, he now stands upright with the diary in his hand, looking like a master who is mysterious and confident.

(End of this chapter)

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