Chapter 393 Traces
"Not coming?" Seeing that Thor was taking a long time to come up, Jero shrugged, his face not so excited anymore, "We are in a hurry, let's go first."
Luo Kai didn't get in the car either and still stood behind Thor.
It seemed that he appeared here just to see the two of them off.
He waved goodbye to Jero and Byron with a smile. Jero waved his hand lacking interest, but Byron had already turned around and had no intention of greeting Luo Kai at all.
This move is consistent with Byron's character.
Thor's tense shoulders relaxed slightly, "Okay, then I'll go ask questions when Senior Byron comes back."
Byron, who was already hidden in the shadow of his cloak, nodded slightly.
The carriage gradually drove away under the gaze of Thor and Luo Kai.
"Thor, how come your strength increases so much every time you go out?"
At this moment, Luo Kai seemed to notice the changes in the magic fluctuations in Thor's body, and the smile on his face suddenly became much more bitter.
Thor was not in the mood to exchange pleasantries with Luo Kai. He just nodded and said, "Unexpected. I'll go back first, Senior Luo Kai."
Such a perfunctory answer made Luo Kai raise his right eyebrow.
But before he could say anything, Thor turned and walked away, his black apprentice robes rippling slightly in the air.
Luo Kai remained standing until Thor walked up the passage. He withdrew his gaze from Thor's back and turned to continue looking in the direction the carriage left.
When the carriage was covered by the woods and could no longer be seen clearly, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Thor hurried back to...the apprentice dormitory on the 12th floor of the West Tower.
Because he was lazy and because he didn't go back to the dormitory for a long time, Thor did not change his dormitory after being promoted to a third-level apprentice.
This time when he came back, he rarely went to the second warehouse to sort out his gains and experiences. Instead, after entering the door, he casually threw his compressed bag, outer robe and other things on the ground.
He himself plopped down on the high-backed wooden chair.
Then, without stopping for a moment, the soul left the body!
A spirit that cannot be seen by the naked eye emerges from the body.
The spirit on Thor's face trembled for a moment like water ripples, and then changed into the current appearance of his body.
The spirit's feet left the ground and flew upwards.
Since completing his second witch body transformation, Thor rarely takes the initiative to leave his body.
Firstly, there was the warning from the tower master, and secondly, he was afraid of the experiences of Yula and others.
He often reminded himself not to get carried away just because he could leave his body at will.
But today he had to go out! Because when he saw Byron in the carriage, he initially thought that there was nothing wrong with his behavior.
But Thor felt something was wrong with the action of acting with Jero and Luo Kai.
So Thor subconsciously activated his habitual action - semi-immersive meditation.
Because this action has become part of his muscle spiritual memory, when it is activated, even the people around him will not feel any difference in his condition.
But it was this look that frightened Thor so much that the blood in his body froze.
Under normal circumstances, the normal overflow of magic and mental power that he felt from Byron turned into black, thread-like worms that emerged from his pores from the perspective of semi-immersive meditation.
And on Byron's face, from the midpoint of his head to the neck covered by the collar... there was a thin black line running through it.
After seeing this line, all of Thor's uneasiness and doubts disappeared.
He didn't raise his fist, didn't frown, and even let his tense muscles relax slightly.
Beneath his calm appearance, the blood surging in his body was as quiet and invisible as a whirlpool under the deep sea.
He could even say goodbye to Luo Kai in a polite but distant manner as before.
But when he entered the dormitory and was out of sight of others, the suppressed tension in his body made him tremble from the inside out, and his movements became messy.
Despite this, he successfully completed the out-of-body experience in one go and quickly flew to the upper level.
Except for some special places, there are no partitions between the floors of the wizard tower to protect spirits.
Thor arrived at Byron's dormitory smoothly and saw a messy room.
There was nothing unusual about the mess; Thor had been to Byron's place several times, and his dormitory had always been this messy.
Even the debris dumped on the ground that he saw last time he came still maintained its original distribution pattern.
As Thor walked, his eyes scanned the room.
There was little change in the room.
"Senior Byron should not have left the Wizard Tower recently. He usually conducts experiments in the dormitory. The dormitory is protected by a defensive magic array, and ordinary apprentices should not be able to break through. Could it be that his accident did not happen here?"
But if Byron wasn't attacked in the dormitory, it would be difficult for Saul to find out where he was attacked.
"But no matter what, this is where he appears most often. If there are no clues here, look somewhere else." While thinking, Thor walked inside.
Then he saw Byron's long table and laboratory bench, which were messy all around but had a tidy area in the middle.
"There are some signs of damage in the center of the desk... He wouldn't do experiments on his desk."
Thor immediately realized that he had discovered something unusual.
He bent down, leveled his eyes with the tabletop, and carefully observed the uneven mark.
"It should be a kind of magic with corrosive properties." Thor stretched out a translucent finger and gently outlined an area along the traces of corrosion.
"This size should be within the range of a book." Thor stood up, looked down at the table, and laughed at himself again, "Aren't things on the table normally books?"
If it was the books or papers that Byron destroyed himself, there would be no need to corrode the tabletop as well.
Moreover, this power is also different from the witchcraft that Senior Byron usually uses.
Someone had destroyed something here, and even wiped the surface of the table to remove what was left on it, leaving traces behind.
"To penetrate the table...it should be a piece of paper. And it should be a piece of paper with words just written on it."
Thor stood there and closed his eyes.
Byron took out a piece of paper and wrote some words or symbols on it. Then something happened and the paper disappeared. The slight traces left under the paper due to the force were easily erased.
Thor opened his eyes.
"Did the senior find something? So the things were taken away or destroyed, and he..."
Saul was reluctant to think about it any further.
But when he recalled the Byron who was covered with black nematodes and had a black crack in the middle of his head, he had to face a reality - Senior Byron in that state could not be alive! Thor slammed his hands hard on the long table, hitting the slightly corroded tabletop.
But as a spirit, he could only let his fists pass through the wood and fall powerlessly into the air.
Just like the powerlessness he felt at this moment.
"Rokai! Jero!"
Senior Byron’s death must be related to the two of them!
They killed Byron and took his body away! Thor's translucent eyes were stained with gray bloodshot, and the skin around them gradually softened.
Long, slender octopus-like tentacles emerged from beneath his skin, entwining and twisting, as if trying to turn Thor into a horrible monster.
Despite his inhuman appearance, Thor's heart is not as twisted as it appears.
On the contrary, it was the outward release that made his mind clearer.
"They deliberately took him away to conceal his death. After all, if someone leaves the wizard tower and does not return for at least half a year, he will be considered dead. Senior Byron, did you discover some information, or... did you want to pass on some information to me, so you were silenced?"
The transparent hands, which still barely maintained their human form, slowly pulled out from the wood, while wiping a feather pen lying on the side.
There was some ink on the tip of the quill pen, and there were a few scattered drops on the table, as if the pen had splashed on the table when it fell.
Byron's dormitory was messy, but not dirty.
This ink must have come from the quill pen that fell when Byron had the accident.
Thor stared at the pen, sadness and anger stubbornly trying to break through the bottom line of his reason.
"After the quill fell, there was no sign of movement. The person who made the move almost instantly...killed Byron. This person must not be an apprentice! Is it a mentor, or Gorza?"
As he watched, Thor suddenly narrowed his eyes. He seemed to have seen something while standing on the pen. The tentacles on his body began to shrink, and Thor dropped to a height parallel to the table again.
The feather pen shaft is relatively thin and not very hard.
Where the thumb held the pen, Thor saw a character that seemed to have been carved with a fingernail.
No magic was used and the traces were very shallow. If it wasn't for someone carefully examining the items here, they would never notice it.
There is a word "gray" written on the pen.
Third update!
(End of this chapter)
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