Chapter 697 You are a fourth-level wizard? !
"A third-level wizard?" Corey looked at Kismet warily.
Even though Herbert will definitely be wanted by the Arbitration Court, the Wind Demon is still fine now and has a close relationship with Thor.
Kismet, however, seemed to know something and smiled noncommittally.
Brando looked at Kismet's smile and felt uncomfortable all over.
But he couldn't tell why.
Just as Brando was thinking about helping Thor keep a close eye on Kismet, he suddenly heard two pleasant string sounds.
It was as if the world was suddenly frozen and he knew nothing.
The same was true for Corey next to him.
The two senior second-level wizards seemed to have turned into wax figures in an instant, standing still and not saying a word.
A drop of red liquid precipitated from Kismet's chest, then slowly expanded, and finally formed the outline of a woman in front of him.
The other people present seemed to have not noticed this woman at all. They were all focused on the promotion circle and Thor above.
The two men also stood there and talked to themselves.
"You really don't tell the truth."
The bloody outline gradually took on the appearance of Ophelia, the lord of the sky city.
"This wizard named Thor is the new owner of the Diary of the Dead Wizard, right?"
Kismet didn't hesitate this time and admitted it readily.
"Yes, Thor is my new master."
Ophelia was not angry when she saw this, and said as if she had expected it: "So you joined me before just to find a backer to make it easier for you to cause trouble on various continents, right? Why don't you pretend now?"
"Not now." Kismet was talking to Ophelia, but his eyes were still fixed on the sky.
Ophelia followed Kismet's gaze, her bloodshot eyes revealing no emotion.
"It's just a new nutrient. You rarely value it."
Kismet finally looked away, with an exaggerated and warm smile on his face, "It's not nourishment."
His voice was deep and powerful. "He has broken free from the shackles of the diary. Now he is the true owner of the diary. And I..."
I am free too.
"How can a mere third-level wizard break through the shackles of a rumored fifth-level wizard?"
Ophelia crossed her arms over her chest, feeling that Kismet was talking nonsense again.
“It was already a dead end, but he was able to break it through his own strength. The moment he broke through the dead end, the fate that bound us was also broken at the same time.”
Kismet was really happy.
After the original owner left, the diary also chose other people.
But as if there was a curse, those people, under the guidance of the diary, were heading towards an inevitable death.
Finally become a part of the diary.
Kismet is also a slave controlled by the diary.
Every time a new person becomes fodder for the diary, there is one more layer of chains binding him.
Even though he had been bound for many years, and all his actions and pursuits were predetermined choices by the Diary of a Dead Wizard, Kismet never gave up struggling.
He would create the perfect predicament for anyone who held the diary, and watch them accelerate toward death.
If someone could break the diary's deadlock, they would also be breaking the leash that controls the diary's new owner.
Only by taking this opportunity can Kismet escape the control of the diary over his will.
Becoming a real, independent conscious being! He didn't know how long he had been waiting for this moment.
"If you are not lying, then the curse of the dead wizard's diary has been broken?" Ophelia heard this and her eyes gradually turned colder as she looked at Thor in the sky.
Diary of a Dead Wizard.
A former fifth-level wizard, he was rumored to be a dimensional traveler who could break through the barriers of the world at will.
Even the witchcraft props he left behind when he left this world made the fourth-level wizard excited.
If Ophelia had not feared the powerful curse that the new owner of the diary would never have a good end, how could she have allowed such a powerful item to be left out in the open, only observing it but definitely not taking possession of it?
And now, Kismet actually told her that the fateful curse in the diary had been broken by Thor.
So now can she...
Ophelia's plan was just a thought in her mind when she suddenly felt a sense of crisis like a sharp arrow, piercing directly through her consciousness. The idea of killing people and stealing treasures was nailed to her heart.
Bloody Ophelia turned around in horror, "Kismet!"
Although Kismet's sudden appearance behind Corey and Brando surprised the two men, they just thought that Kismet was a very powerful second-level wizard with superb skills, and did not think about anything else.
But Ophelia was different. Although she only showed up here as part of her clone's consciousness, she could also keenly feel the difference when Kismet released his mental power.
"The curse has been broken, and the restraints on you have also disappeared?" Ophelia's bloodshot eyes were fixed on the silver-haired man holding the harp. "Your current strength... is the third level?"
Kismet twirled the harp in his hand like he was playing with a toy. "Yes, now that the constraints are gone, I can finally do things according to my own wishes. I don't have to think about how to create the pages of fate, how to find new owners of the diary generation after generation, and how to try to kill them again and again, while hoping that they can overcome the fate cursed by the diary..."
He paused and looked at Ophelia, "Are you trying to get this message back to the main body?"
Ophelia chuckled, "Yes, you are much more perceptive now than before. Of course, I have to pass this information back as soon as possible. You are so frank, but you actually don't want to leave my clone consciousness behind, right?"
Kismet pursed his lips. "You are still as careful as ever. But there is one thing..."
He raised his hand, and a cloud of mist appeared in his palm without him noticing.
The mist moved left and right, but could not leave Kismet's palm.
"Although you react quickly, I was also prepared!" Kismet suddenly pressed the mist onto his harp.
The strings began to play automatically without anyone plucking them.
The music was trapped between the two of them, and still no one else could notice what was happening here.
It was as if the two of them were actually in another world.
Bloody Ophelia laughed softly again, "It seems that your strength has once again exceeded my expectations... Are you at the fourth level?"
Kismet did not deny it.
"Really? As expected of a powerful fifth-level wizard who can ignore world barriers? Even the subordinates who were left behind in the original world have fourth-level strength. It's really enviable. It seems that I can't go back alive today, and I can't pass this amazing news to my original body."
Ophelia was not angry about this, but instead changed her attitude towards Kismet.
This is what it means to be strong.
"Then, if we can meet formally next time." Ophelia extended her right hand to Kismet.
This shows recognition and respect.
“Maybe we can try another way of working together.”
Kismet smiled gently and also stretched out his right hand to press against the bloody palm, but the next second, the bloody Ophelia on the opposite side was suddenly shaken into powder by an extremely subtle and high-frequency shock wave.
With a bang, it disappeared.
The smile on Kismet's face grew wider and wider. "Then we'll talk about it when the time comes!"
But the next second, the smile on his face disappeared.
Thor finished healing everyone in the circle, and teleported to Kismet without settling anyone else first.
He glanced at Corey and Brando, who were standing still. No emotion could be seen on their masked faces.
"Kismet, can we talk?"
(End of this chapter)
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