Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 142

Chapter 142 I’m sorry for my lack of ability

After these words came out, whether it was Thor, Nick, or Light, they all looked at Byron in astonishment.

Thor was surprised at how Byron knew the relationship between him and the tower master. Although he had never made it clear, Thor always believed that the tower master was teaching him secretly. He just didn’t know why he was so sneaky.

Did he think that a first-level apprentice was not good enough? But judging from the tower master’s performance, he should not be a person who cares about these things.

The shock in the hearts of the other two was even more difficult to describe, especially Light. After realizing what Byron was saying, his eyes were full of despair.

He felt that even if he could escape from here and return to the wizard tower, he probably wouldn’t live long.

After all, after Bill secretly harmed Thor, he did not choose to help Thor, but blocked his way out.

He actually regarded the tower master’s student as an abandoned child?

Wizards do value value and care about ability, but they also pay attention to relationships.

When he thought that Thor was actually the tower master’s student, Light suddenly felt that the evil spirit in front of him was not so scary.

Perhaps dying here is the easiest way to get rid of the problem.

Byron ignored the two people’s surprise and only waited for the evil spirit’s answer.

Unfortunately, the background that could make ordinary people afraid had no effect on the evil spirit.

Perhaps because of the nostalgia for the sun, the evil spirit was unwilling to give up Thor’s body.

“That’s just an apprentice.” After thinking about it, perhaps because of some concerns about Gorza’s identity as a second-level wizard, the evil spirit actually explained, “When I possessed this body, his consciousness dissipated. Just a low-level apprentice, how could you think he could survive? Get started quickly, if the storm is gone, I will eat your souls!”

“It’s all over now.”

Hearing the news of Thor’s death, Wright’s eyes began to empty, and his mind was already guessing how many pieces he would be divided into after returning? What experiments would they be used for?

Nick immediately looked at Byron, but found that Byron was still calm.

But Byron was not as calm as Nick thought.

It was just that Morton was finally tricked here, and he couldn’t give up at the last step.

The first plan failed, and Byron’s eyes were deep, but he still nodded to Nick.

Nick immediately said, “Lord Morton, please stand in the middle of the magic circle. I need to connect the inductor for you.”

The evil spirit couldn’t wait any longer. He walked quickly into the magic circle and let Nick insert a lot of thin needles connected to the wires on his head.

The other end of the wire was connected to the inductor that Nick had just assembled.

After confirming that the connection was correct, Nick fixed the inductor next to the crack, closest to the soul storm.

There was a huge speaker at the other end of the inductor.

Nick adjusted the angle of the speaker again, and then picked up a small operating panel.

“Lord Morton, please relax your consciousness. The introduction of soul fragments may bring you a certain degree of shock.”

Morton snorted coldly and closed his eyes nonchalantly.

As the instrument was turned on, a piercing sound came from the big speaker of the inductor.

For a moment, Nick, Byron and Wright all showed frowning and patient expressions.

Nick endured the headache and turned on the inductor to a specific frequency.

Suddenly, the gray-white storm in the crack began to rotate faster, and some small pieces were thrown out from it, falling to the surroundings and disappearing.

A few minutes later, several larger white shadows slowly separated from the storm and drilled into the speaker of the inductor.

The magic circle under Morton’s feet suddenly lit up with dazzling light.

“Now!” Byron shouted, as if he was instructing Morton to merge the soul fragments.

But Thor knew that Byron was talking to himself.

As early as when Nick was adjusting the instrument, Thor had climbed back on his head. When Byron sent a signal, he immediately drilled in. As

soon as he entered this time, he found that his spiritual body space was different.

The originally chaotic and blurred spiritual area turned into a small space with a physical body!

It was pitch black all around, and only a huge round stone platform was under Thor’s feet. The formation drawn on the stone platform was exactly the same as the one Byron drew in reality.

Suddenly, half a figure appeared in a circle in the center of the stone platform. It was Morton who had restored his original appearance.

At this time, he was just like the first time Thor saw him, with a purple face, an old face, and only the upper half of his body left.

“My consciousness space has been affected?” Thor squatted down and touched the ground.

The touch on his fingers was very clear, completely different from the previous time when he fought with the evil spirit for control of his body.

It was as if someone had assembled and reorganized his consciousness world into a more understandable form.

Some white fragments fell from the top of his head, flying like snowflakes.

Thor immediately recognized that it was the image of soul fragments here.

These soul fragments spontaneously flew towards Morton, but were blocked by invisible forces when approaching Morton.

The interaction between repulsion and attraction caused those soul fragments like flying snow to begin to rotate around Morton, and soon formed a miniature whirlwind.

“Is the soul storm also formed because of this principle?”

Thor took another step forward. Although it was the first time he saw this concrete scene. But his brain subconsciously understood that only by becoming the final survivor of the round platform could he take back control of his body.

At this moment, more than a dozen figures suddenly appeared on the four sides of the stone platform.

Some of them were complete, some were broken; some were awake, some were confused.

Thor recognized that they were the souls and thoughts that had just been devoured by Morton.

These figures, including Thor, were translucent, except for Morton in the middle, who was only half a body, but was opaque, like a solid body.

The moment the other souls in this body appeared, they noticed Morton in the middle, and the instinct for survival made these complete or incomplete consciousnesses actively approach Morton’s main consciousness.

Morton in the center was still trying to absorb the “snowflakes” spinning and floating in the air, and he only sneered at the spirits that appeared around him.

He opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath, and several soul fragments entered his body.

Then a sense of fullness lingered in his heart, but it would take time to completely merge these souls.

But Morton was too anxious. He couldn’t wait to take a deep breath again before he finished merging the soul fragments in his body.

More soul fragments entered Morton’s body, but this time he felt uncomfortable.

Some of these soul fragments were not his at all.

The soul fragments filled with impurities entered Morton’s body, causing him pain and even more chaotic regrets.

“How come there are soul fragments of others? Are you kidding me?” Morton opened his eyes in reality and angrily scolded Byron and others.

Byron explained: “Lord Morton, our inductor has limited effectiveness. We can only try our best to screen the soul fragments that belong to you. But during this period, other fragments will inevitably follow in. Please select them again to avoid being affected.”

“Humph!” The evil spirit felt that countless thoughts emerged and sank in his mind at this time.

Some thoughts were cursing that he was being fooled, some rationally thought that what Byron said was in line with common sense, and some were anxiously urging Morton, saying that he didn’t want to lose his lower body.

Morton felt that the violent and murderous emotions were agitated and trying to engulf his reason. But the boy whose spirit body he possessed was very strong and stable, which temporarily reduced this influence.

This also made Morton realize that if he really lost part of his soul forever, then he would never be able to regain his former reason and would always suffer the pain of a broken spirit body.

“Don’t let me find out you’re playing tricks.” After saying that, Morton slowly closed his eyes again.

Obviously he agreed with Byron’s words.

Wright on the side came back to his senses from imagining various death scenes, looked at Byron with a serious face, and Morton who was standing in the formation and was comforted, and showed an expression of shock.

Nick, who was standing at the edge of the crack and was responsible for operating the inductor, turned his back to everyone and quietly reached out to change the parameters of the inductor a little.

After doing all this in secret, Nick tilted his head slightly.

Receiving Nick’s signal, Byron pursed his lips.

We will try our best to prevent other soul fragments from the outside world from entering your body.

If there is, it is because we are third-level apprentices and our ability is insufficient.

I’m really… very sorry!

(End of this chapter)