Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 131
Chapter 131 Just to Hold Thighs
Wright was relieved to see that Byron did not do anything stupid, and immediately chased after him to ask about the key topic.
“The people from the Land Boat may be waiting for us outside. What are your plans? Do you want to charge in?”
The three of them were very fast, and the exit was already close at hand.
“After we get out, I will immediately release a fog that blurs our vision, and at the same time release a signal
from the Wizard Tower. If the people from the Land Boat do not want to fall out with the Wizard Tower, they should know to stop.” “What if they continue to attack us?” Wright clenched his fists. According to Thor’s description, there might be many enemies outside. “Fight out? There is a three-masted sailing ship from the Land Boat outside.”
“We can’t be held back.” Bill disagreed. “Although the evil spirits will not enter the sunlight, it is already late. We must leave the Chuishu Valley as soon as possible and cannot be blocked by the people outside. After we get out, take advantage of the fog I release and find a weak point to break through immediately.”
Wright clenched his fists. There are generally no formal wizards on a three-masted sailing ship. As long as they are careful of Herman, they still have a great chance to escape together. Byron,
who was running in the front, did not participate in the discussion.
He remained silent, as if he was still entangled in Thor’s affairs.
Wright felt that Thor would definitely not survive.
The evil spirit had been trying to devour their souls since it appeared. If he caught up with Thor…
his end was not difficult to imagine.
Soon, Byron and the other two could see the sunlight at the cave entrance.
Byron suddenly put a hand into his mouth and took out three test tubes.
Before stepping out of the cave, he threw the test tubes out.
The fragile glass test tubes immediately shattered when they hit the stone, and a large cloud of white smoke spread out, instantly covering the entire entrance to the cave.
Bill glanced at Byron and knew that he did not believe him.
Naturally, he would not completely believe Byron.
Bill stood at the entrance and opened his mouth. Similar white smoke poured out of his mouth.
However, just as his white mist overflowed, something suddenly hit the entrance.
“Boom–“
There was a tremor, the cave entrance collapsed, and rubble rolled down.
Sand, dust and smoke immediately engulfed everything.
The people on the land boat opened fire directly.
Wright suddenly squatted down behind the two men, pressed his hands on the ground, and a huge earth wall jumped out.
The entrance of the cave was collapsed by the shells, but most of the cave was exposed.
But as the ground continued to collapse, more smoke poured out from the ground.
The smoke covered a large area, making it impossible to see where the smoke came from.
Suddenly, a black shadow rushed into the sky, bursting in the blue sky, and a huge black rose bloomed.
After blooming, the rose petals fell one after another, and while rubbing against the air, they made a giggling sound.
It was the signal from the wizard tower.
However, the attack from the outside world did not stop because of this signal that indicated the identity, but became more fierce and urgent.
One by one, the shells fell from the cliff to the ground, and the strong impact quickly made the ground of this valley full of holes.
However, in the gap between the shells landing, three figures rushed out from a crack.
Bill was surrounded by white mist, and his figure was looming in the white mist, and soon changed from one figure to two, and then to more.
It was hard to tell which one was the real one.
Another shell flew over, and Bill’s eyes flashed with murderous intent.
The mist around him seemed to be nothingness, but it turned into soft foam the moment it touched the shell.
Although the shell sank into the foam, it also lost its destructive power.
When it pierced through the white mist and fell to the ground, it had become an ordinary iron lump, which could only make a small hole in the ground with a “bang”.
There were not as many people sailing on land as they thought.
In order to avoid the shells, they were far away from the exit and could not form an encirclement.
This made it easier for them to escape.
Bill glanced at the others.
Wright did not need to worry, his earth magic was very suitable for defense.
But to Bill’s surprise, Byron did not run out.
He left the team and ran to the passage where they first entered the underground.
The cave on the cliff pointed out by Thor.
“What is he going to do?” Bill’s pupils shrank, and an unbelievable guess came to his mind.
Byron ignored the thoughts of others at all. He carried Nick on his back and rushed into the cave on the cliff.
Byron walked a long way inside and randomly chose a fork in the road to put Nick down.
He took out a few small bottles from his mouth and put them next to Nick.
“Self-isolation cannot solve the fundamental problem.”
He left only this sentence, left Nick here, and entered the passage leading to the underground.
After Byron left, Nick, who had been unconscious, slowly opened his eyes.
Confusion, fear, pain, sadness… A series of negative emotions flashed in Nick’s eyes, making his face twisted like a demon.
But after a moment, Nick struggled to get up from the ground and looked at the passage in front of him.
“Is Byron going to save Thor?” He tried hard to suppress his fluctuating emotions. “What’s the point now? Does he think Thor can still survive?”
Nick pressed his palm on the rough stone and grabbed it hard, and blood instantly flowed from his fingertips.
The pain made Nick’s mind a little clearer, “Bill still attacked Thor. The game between mentors is not something I, a second-level apprentice, can participate in? Letting Thor go to Mofan Town is already a very dangerous choice.”
He was entangled in the cave, constantly telling himself to keep a low profile.
But Nick’s footsteps were lifted up involuntarily, and he actually followed Byron and walked into the downward passage.
“I just want to cling to the thigh of the tower master.”
Nick convinced himself by imitating the words Thor used before.
…
The bombardment has been going on for a while, but facing a group of third-level wizard apprentices, the effect of physical bombardment is really limited.
On the land boat side, an apprentice could no longer hold back, and approached Herman, who was dressed in silver, and said loudly: “Lord Herman, we have consumed a lot of shells. If this continues, our inventory will soon be exhausted. Do you want to stop the attack and send people to charge?”
Herman glanced at him coldly.
“Do you know that they are the third-level apprentices of the Wizard Tower? Charge up? With you trash? Keep bombarding and consume all their magic power and witchcraft props!”
Herman gently twisted his right hand, where there was a wound that had just healed.
Underground, he had a face-to-face encounter with two of the Wizard Tower’s side, leaving this wound.
Herman believed that his strength was not inferior to any of them, but it was still difficult to deal with multiple people at the same time. The only few third-level apprentices around him were basically trash who only knew how to obey orders.
It is still unclear how many people there are on the Wizard Tower side, and he must consume the opponent’s strength as much as possible.
In this case, it is natural to use long-range weapons and strike all over first.
“It’s just a pity for that boy…” Herman narrowed his eyes. “When he was escaping, he seemed to know which passage was safe and which was dangerous. Was he familiar with the situation here, or did he have a strong sense of crisis?”
Whatever the reason, Herman became interested in the boy.
Now he no longer wanted to kill the boy. If possible, Herman even wanted to take him back and study him carefully.
Cut every inch of his skin, dig out his brain, and see what gave him the ability to escape.
(End of this chapter)
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