Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 140

Chapter 140 Knowledge Changes Destiny

Morton knew that his state was actually chaotic.

When he was in the soul storm, it was difficult for him to maintain his sanity for a short time. He was constantly shattered, then fused, shattered, and fused again.

It was not until he unconsciously swallowed many soul fragments that he slowly regained his consciousness and remembered who he was.

Even so, Morton, who had lost part of his soul, would often fall into confusion and would compete with other consciousnesses for control of the spirit from time to time.

Until he accidentally entered the boy’s body, the interference of other consciousnesses was suddenly weakened, which allowed him to stay awake for a long time.

If he really couldn’t find his missing soul, it meant that he would never find his sanity again.

When this body rotted due to death, Morton would return to chaos and never wake up again!

“Humph, in the underground, any tricks you use are useless. But if I find out that you lied to me, I will make you die miserably!”

After saying that, Morton looked at Wright, who was lying on the ground and dared not move, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Byron noticed and stopped him immediately: “Lord Morton, this man is also an apprentice of our wizard tower. You can let him come with us. We also need help to draw the magic circle.”

Wright immediately looked at Byron’s phantom with tears in his eyes. He didn’t expect that the other party would save his life at this time.

Morton heard it and snorted coldly, but he didn’t really do it.

Seeing that Morton had agreed to come, Byron extinguished the phantom stone in his hand.

The blue stone immediately dimmed and shattered, and could no longer be used.

Byron touched his throat. He felt that he had never spoken so much in his life, and his throat was very uncomfortable.

Nick, who had been standing next to Byron, hesitated and said, “Senior Byron, what mission you just said… is it true?”

Byron glanced at him and said, “It’s made up.”

Nick was shocked. He tried to calm his emotions. He couldn’t be too excited now.

But he couldn’t help but admire Byron.

Byron was so brave that he made up a lie and tricked the evil spirits.

The evil spirits were confused and indeed not very smart, but they were experienced and would not be easily fooled.

But Byron’s words were so logical that even Nick almost believed them.

What about the Kerma family, Mrs. Euler, the marriage and the Western Treaty.

Byron actually said it as if it were true!

“Only the mission is made up, everything else is true. Before coming here, I studied the history of Chuishu Valley many times, just in case. I just didn’t expect to use it here.” With a sigh, Byron stopped explaining, “Get to work, act according to the plan.”

Nick looked down at the instrument in his hands, “Can we really save Thor by doing this? He has been possessed for so long, will his consciousness have disappeared?”

Byron paused and whispered, “Do your best. If not, he will die and we will escape.”

Nick didn’t know if Byron really thought so, but he knew that when Morton was merging his souls, he would concentrate all his energy and could not pay attention to the outside world.

Once the plan changed, they could take the opportunity to escape.

This is also the reason why Nick participated in this plan.

Under the premise that there is a high probability of getting out of this unscathed, Nick is also willing to do his part for Thor.

While Byron and Nick were making preparations, Morton was walking quickly towards the underground soul storm.

Behind him was the staggering Wright.

Thor sat on the diary, watching the evil spirit’s steps getting bigger and faster, and he knew that the evil spirit was not as calm as he appeared.

It seems that Morton is very clear about the consequences of a broken soul.

I just don’t know what kind of trap Byron has set there to give him the confidence to confront the evil spirit head-

on? Thor was almost fooled by Byron just now, but he finally realized that there was no Lady Euler in the tower. Even if there was a hidden mission, it should have been issued by the tower master.

And if Byron had such a deep relationship with the tower master Gorza, he would not have been almost kicked out of the wizard tower at the age of thirty.

But Thor still didn’t quite understand why Byron gave up the opportunity to escape quietly and instead showed up to lead the evil spirit over.

“Does Senior Byron know that I’m still alive?”

Thor sat on the diary, stroking his chin, thinking about Byron’s intention.

“This cannot be inferred for the time being, but if Byron really helps Morton merge the missing soul, it will definitely be disadvantageous to me. Should I take back the body now?” Thor looked at the hands of his body, which were already filled with spirits, and the various consciousnesses absorbed by Morton were also struggling in Thor’s spiritual body.

Although it was a pity that he could not absorb Wright’s consciousness again, if Thor launched a battle for consciousness now, the undead killed by Morton should also cause him a lot of trouble. Unfortunately,

just when he thought of this, words immediately appeared in the diary, warning Thor that the time was not yet ripe.

“Is it not ripe, or too early? Or is there something I haven’t considered?”

Although warned by the diary, Thor in the spiritual state was not too scared.

While the evil spirit was on the way, he lowered his head and re-deduce the precautions and success rate of the battle for consciousness.

And because he was controlling Thor’s body, the evil spirit did not move very fast.

Although he could completely abandon Thor’s body and run back, it was obvious that this body that allowed him to walk in the sun made the evil spirit reluctant to give up.

With a lot of questions in his mind, Thor followed the evil spirit and finally approached the cave where the soul storm was.

Two ghosts and one person passed through an extremely narrow passage and entered a wide space.

To say it was wide would be an understatement.

In the center of the ground of this cave, there was a bottomless crack, and at the bottom was a darkness that could not be illuminated by fire.

A small whirlwind with a diameter of only one meter hung between the cracks.

The whirlwind was grayish white, with no stones or soil in it. Although it looked very strong, it did not move a small piece of gravel on the ground.

The wind was whistling, and from time to time there were strange whispers and wails, which made people tinnitus and dizzy.

Occasionally, a human face or a hand would be seen, which tried to break free from the storm, but were quickly pulled back.

Morton stopped near the crack and looked at the soul storm, with fear in his eyes.

This small soul storm trapped the consciousness and spirits of countless people.

Morton was also tortured in it for a long time.

If it were not for his incomplete soul, he would not want to return to this place.

After stopping to look at the soul storm for a few times, Morton was sure that Byron had not lied to him about the soul storm.

The current soul storm was indeed unstable, and some broken souls were gradually escaping from the storm’s suction.

If the soul storm really collapsed, then some of Morton’s lost souls would also enter the unknown underground due to the final explosion of the storm.

He turned his attention to Byron who was standing aside.

Byron was no longer an illusion now. Seeing Morton looking at him, he immediately bowed and saluted, with an increasingly respectful expression on his face.

There was also a man standing next to Byron, who saluted with Byron expressionlessly.

Sol recognized that it was Nick who had been unconscious for a long time.

At this time, Wright, who had finally crawled here, moved to Nick’s side with difficulty.

Seeing Wright’s embarrassed look, Nick’s eyes flashed, but he didn’t say anything else.

In front of Nick, there were also some experimental props.

Sol noticed that the small inductor that Nick brought was also inside.

It only had some of the functions of the inductor chair, but it was very easy to carry.

Morton looked around and walked over to the pile of props. “Is this how you’re going to help me find a missing soul? With this pile of junk?”

(End of this chapter)