Chapter 536: Souls in the Wizard Tower
The interior of the wizard tower was still dim, and no light was turned on because of the arrival of its owner.
Thor raised his hand, and an orange fireball appeared in his palm.
Although there was no light, he could sense the structure inside the tower through the fluctuations of his mental power.
But visual cognition is also indispensable.
Especially in the former Gorza Wizard Tower, fire once meant safety.
The first floor of the White Wizard's Tower.
Nothing at all.
It didn't even have stairs leading to the second floor.
But when Thor realized this, he saw an arched doorway right opposite him.
Behind the doorway, in the area barely illuminated by the flames, you can see several winding stairs going up.
Thor came to the arch holding the fireball and found that the staircase had an upward passage and a downward passage.
The upward passage can be easily illuminated by the fireball, while the downward passage is immersed in thick darkness a few meters away.
The light seemed out of reach.
Thor immediately thought of the dark and spatially depriving corridor between the second and first floors of the wizard tower.
"Should we go to the bedroom first or to the warehouse first?" Thor stopped at the stairs.
He still doesn't know where the black iron coffin that gave birth to the entire wizard tower is. Only by finding the black iron coffin can he truly control this wizard tower.
Just as Thor was about to take the next step...
“Tick…tick…tick…”
A steady sound of footsteps came from below.
Thor turned his head and saw a face with sunken cheeks emerging from the darkness.
The thin face appeared, followed by a long thin neck and an equally long tall but slender torso.
When he first appeared, he was nearly two meters tall and his body proportions were extremely disproportionate.
But as his eyes fell on Thor and continued to move upward, his height began to shrink little by little.
This shrinkage was very strange, and Thor clearly saw his arms and legs folding inward like a machine, accompanied by a slight "clicking" sound.
By the time the man was five steps below Thor, his height had shrunk to just slightly taller than Thor.
Thor is not very tall now. Perhaps the premature witchcraft transformation has overdrawn his bones. He is only about 1.7 meters tall.
The man in front of him was estimated to be about 1.74 meters tall.
When his height began to shrink from two meters, Thor finally recognized the other person.
"Butler?" He was a little surprised, and then he understood.
It turns out that the manager of the wizard tower, like the librarian and the gardener outside, are not real people.
When the Gorza Wizard Tower collapsed, the gardener was taken away by Mentor Kaz. After all, Thor was traveling alone and didn't need someone to take care of the garden for him.
The head of the wizard tower never showed up, and Thor thought he had left during the chaos or died somewhere.
I didn't expect that the other party had been staying in the black iron coffin.
"Long time no see, Lord Thor. Please allow me to address you as 'Lord Tower Master.'" The steward performed an elegant chest-touching gesture, and only after getting Thor's consent did he stand up again.
"There are no other stewards in the wizard tower at the moment. You can just call me Hope, or give me a new name."
Asking the master to give a new name means that Thor has absolute control over him.
Hope is nominally the steward of the Wizard Tower, but in reality, he is still a slave of the Wizard Tower.
Thor laughed cheerfully, "So your name is Hope. I've been calling you that before and didn't know your name. This name is pretty good. I think you've gotten used to it."
He had no interest in giving people names, and after confirming Hope's identity, he looked again into the darkness leading to the lower level.
"It looks like the black iron coffin is down there. There should be other people inside, right?"
"Yes, Master of the Tower." Butler Hope slightly moved sideways to make way for the not-so-wide staircase.
Hope's action was like opening a channel.
Two more faces appeared in the darkness.
Thor was very familiar with these two faces.
It is the middle-aged librarian and the elderly librarian.
"Master Tower Master..." The middle-aged man was still timid and did not dare to look up at Thor.
"Master Tower Master." The old man's eyes were full of complexity and his attitude was respectful.
At the same time, a third voice "sounded" in Thor's mind.
Agu: [Lord Tower Master. 】
Thor sighed, "Now that the wizard tower has reappeared, it's time to make you whole again."
He stretched his hands forward, with two translucent gray tentacles extending from each palm.
The elderly accepted it calmly, and although the middle-aged were very scared, they did not avoid it at all.
As the other two parts of Agu's soul were sucked into the diary, the black page belonging to him changed again.
The originally rough edges became neat and smooth, and the rough paper became as soft as silk.
However, Agu, or the Faceless Man Gustav, who had merged his split soul again, stopped talking. He even closed the pages and stayed quietly in the diary.
"It seems that Agu still needs some time to complete the fusion of souls. Well, after a long period of separation, it may take some time to merge again to complete the integration of consciousness and memory."
Thor ignored the diary and continued to look into the darkness.
"Ahem," Butler Hope coughed twice, "What's left are some scattered soul fragments. Master Tower Master, you are also familiar with them."
Soul fragments?
Thor crossed his arms, "I see. Then don't let them out for now."
What else could the soul fragments in the wizard tower be other than those eyes, mouths, and noodle arms?
These guys are really not suitable to come out.
Let him go in and take a look.
Thor lowered his folded arms and stepped into the darkness.
Butler Hope was one step behind him, following closely behind him.
While Thor was exploring the new wizard tower, the old witch waiting outside was becoming impatient.
"What is this kid doing in there? Is he going to go in and sleep and leave me outside?"
Mash was still growing mushrooms nearby. He was about to pull out all the mushrooms growing on his body. Only the most cheerful mushroom swaying above his head did not move.
The old witch, who had nothing to do and nowhere to move, wanted to go for a walk outside, but when she walked to the lake, she found that the vine raft that was originally on the water had disappeared at some point.
"Thor said that we need to take a boat to get to the island, but he didn't say that we need to take a boat to leave the island. I might as well give it a try. I can't just listen to him. What if he's wrong?"
In short, the old witch did not completely believe in Thor, and she was also quite confident in her own strength. She believed that even if she encountered a rule-based danger, there were ways to avoid it.
"Tell your master I'm going to the lake to take a look."
Without waiting for Marsh to answer, the old witch stood up and flew into the thick fog.
Another hour passed, and the sky above the gray fog darkened.
As night fell, Thor finally came out of the wizard tower.
After he came out, he only vaguely saw Mash through the mist, but did not feel the old witch's spiritual fluctuations.
He walked over to Mash, who immediately stood up and bowed.
"Where's the old witch?"
"Sir, she said she would go out and take a look."
Thor was not very happy to hear that the old witch had gone out without permission. He walked to the lake, but the fog was too thick and he could not see where the old witch was.
Thor narrowed his eyes and started a semi-immersive meditation method.
The world before my eyes immediately became much clearer.
Thor saw a tiny figure circling in the sky not far from the island in the middle of the lake.
"It seems that my initial speculation was correct. So far, two rules have been discovered. One is that you cannot look directly at things in the water when you are on the lake, and the other is that you need to take a boat to enter and exit the island in the middle of the lake."
Looking at the old witch who couldn't get out of the fog like a headless fly, Thor curled his lips and said, "Xiao Zao, you put the raft together again and go over there to bring back that trouble."
"Don't be too anxious. Wait until she calls for help before setting off again."
Thor took one last look at the old witch, then turned and took Marsh back to the wizard tower.
(End of this chapter)
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