Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 252

Chapter 252 Diary in Hand

After Yula left, Thor returned to the long table and wrote a few more words with the communication pen.

He told the story of Wright asking for help and going to Yula alone.

He put down the pen and his eyes flashed.

That night, because he didn’t know if Yula would come back suddenly, Thor did not activate the magic circle of the consciousness platform, but chose to study witchcraft more safely.

But until two days later, he didn’t hear that Wright had any abnormalities, nor did he see the tower master come to him specifically.

Everything was calm, as if nothing had happened.

These days, another thing began to involve Thor’s mind.

The seed of evil thought has sprouted.

Once it starts to sprout, the result will be a matter of two days.

The hatching process is much faster than Kujin said.

Now I don’t know what type of curse will be hatched and what its function is.

But since the diary has taken a fancy to this seed of evil thought, the fruit that is hatched should also be annotated.

Xiaozao is very interested in the seed of evil thought. Even though Thor has repeatedly emphasized to him that it cannot be eaten, he still likes to circle around the seed of evil thought.

After making sure that Wright’s matter would not affect him for the time being, Thor finally restarted the consciousness platform array that he had put aside for a few days.

He specially prepared the most favorable witchcraft pigment for drawing the dark attribute witchcraft array, and copied the entire array from the decomposition diagrams to the floor of the warehouse.

It took Thor most of the day just to copy and draw, and then he placed the magic crystals one by one on the magic transmission points.

Now he just had to stand on it to start the array.

Because it was his first attempt, Thor did not modify the array to avoid affecting the presentation of the consciousness platform.

The basic preparations have been completed, and Thor just had to stand in the array and use himself as energy to start it.

Before starting, Thor drank the juice extracted from the grinding sound fruit. At the same time, he swallowed a dose of heart protection with pain.

Before officially starting, Thor looked at the diary on his left shoulder.

Today’s diary fluctuated up and down a little bit, and the frequency was a little fast, which seemed to be the same as Thor’s nervous heart pounding.

“Are you excited too?” Thor licked his cracked lips and took a deep breath.

Then he closed his eyes and calmed his mind.

His spirit body began to vibrate, and the magic power spread from his hands and feet to the magic circle below.

One by one, the magic crystals were lit up, and countless undercurrents flowed along the lines, until the entire witchcraft magic circle was awakened.

Suddenly, the walls around him turned white, and the candlelight suddenly soared. The flames flickered the walls and left black marks.

Behind the heavy shelves, the corpses slowly turned, and the stiff necks made a crackling sound.

When the head turned 90 degrees, the eyelids opened, revealing a pair of bottomless black holes.

At this time, Thor had no time to pay attention to the changes around him. In his cognition, the space began to tremble, the ground cracked, the roof collapsed, and cracks appeared in the space.

Prying eyes came from the top of his head, under his feet, and the cracks in the space around him.

Although he closed his eyes, Thor also felt uneasy about being peeped, as if he was stripped n*ked on the stage under the attention of everyone.

Suddenly, time was stopped.

After a sigh, the sound of mirrors breaking came from all around.

Thor opened his eyes, and the earth-shattering scene in front of him kept cracking and falling, revealing a gloomy darkness behind.

He blinked, and the mirror fragments around him suddenly shattered again, turning into droplets, flying in all directions, and disappeared into the darkness.

He lowered his head slightly and saw that he was standing on a huge circular stone platform. The surface of the stone platform was painted with the magic circle of the consciousness platform.

He successfully entered the consciousness platform.

Thor’s first reaction was to look at his left shoulder.

However, the diary was no longer there!

His thoughts were a little flustered, causing the stone platform to tremble.

“Don’t worry, calm down.” Thor warned himself in his heart.

Perhaps it was the effect of the grinding sound fruit, or perhaps it was the effect of his self-comfort, the space finally stabilized again and stopped shaking.

Looking around, Thor did not find any trace of the diary. Even when he used his spiritual body to check and peek inside, he did not find any trace of the diary.

“This is different from the last time I entered the consciousness platform.”

Thor did not panic this time, but tried hard to analyze the differences between the two times.

“Last time, there was not only my consciousness on the platform, but also Morton and the consciousness of countless souls absorbed by him.”

“Now the platform is clean, at least it means that there is no one else peeping inside me. This is a good thing.”

Thor lowered his head and began to observe himself, and then he found that his current appearance was the same as his external body.

In other words, his current consciousness is covered with light gray skin, and it looks like a second transformation.

“Last time in danger, I connected to the diary and successfully made it appear in my hand, but I couldn’t open it and could only use the diary as a brick.”

“So last time I didn’t really master the diary, so I couldn’t connect to the diary and make it my locator.”

“Then what’s missing?”

Although Thor could imitate the last experience this time and get the diary in his hand first.

But he always felt that if he really did that, he would only have an extra brick in his hand.

“Anyway, there’s no rush to fight now, I’ll try a few more times.”

He began to change his mind.

“Obviously, I can drive the diary to open in the outside world, turn to any black page, and even check the unknown golden page. It doesn’t make sense that I can’t open the diary after entering consciousness.”

“The diary was originally controlled by my consciousness, so now… the diary doesn’t recognize my consciousness?”

Thor felt that he had grasped something. He looked at his hands, and the tide of thoughts kept surging.

“The space of consciousness is determined by consciousness. The appearance of things I see is what I know. But my knowledge is not 100% correct. So…”

Thor raised his head and looked straight ahead. After a few breaths, his body shape began to change! His

hands and feet kept getting longer, his bones grew, and his muscles bulged.

The wizard apprentice robe and boots on his body changed into a white short-sleeved shirt, gray trousers, and a pair of not-so-shiny black leather shoes.

Thor’s mind moved, and a half-body appeared in front of him, reflecting his current appearance.

It was indeed his true appearance. He

was still the young man who had just graduated, full of vigor, waiting for a promotion and salary increase, and becoming a winner in life.

“So the self I really recognize is the self in his twenties.” Looking at the appearance in the mirror, Thor smiled bitterly, “not the social animal who has struggled for more than ten years but is still mediocre, and is still a salted fish after turning over a salted fish.”

“So when I appeared on the evil spirit’s bookshelf, it was not myself who represented my fear, but the ordinary me who had accomplished nothing.”

But it’s not the case now.

Thor reached out his hand and grasped a dark red hardcover book in the seemingly empty space.

On the cover of the book were six characters of the same color: “Diary of a Dead Wizard”. He

retracted his arm, supported the spine of the book with his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger, and gently opened the cover with his thumb.

It was as easy as casually opening a girl’s hair.

“Since I can now access the diary in my current form and cognition, it means… Diary of a Dead Wizard is not a legacy I got from this body. It is the body that chose me!”

If you ignore the twitching corners of Thor’s mouth, he now holds the diary and stands upright, with an unfathomable and confident demeanor of a master.

(End of this chapter)