Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 805

Chapter 794: Water God Released from Prison

“I can’t trap her for long, open the connection now!” Thor pointed to the magic circle that had been prepared long ago, and asked Pei’er to stand in the designated position.

“Only the two of us? Can it work?” Pei’er has been staying with Ophelia these days, and she is not clear about the situation on Thor’s side.

But she still obeyed Thor’s command honestly, and ran to her position with the short legs of the puppet.

However, just as Pei’er was about to move into the magic circle, the body of the white puppet suddenly turned to Thor uncontrollably, and its left arm instantly turned into a long whip and swung at Thor.

Although Thor was injured, he was still alert and immediately grabbed the end of the long whip.

However, he found that his fingers were sizzling and smoking.

The long whip actually had a very strong corrosive power.

“Ah!” Nerila’s panicked voice came, “Master, the bodies of Pei’er and I are out of control!”

Before the voice fell, the other arm of the white puppet swung again.

It was also a white long whip. This time, Thor did not use his hands to resist, but instantly activated the electric light protection.

However, the powerful electric grid began to emit black smoke when it caught the whip, and a gap was broken in a short time.

“Such a strong corrosive power, even the witchcraft constructed by magic can corrode!”

Thor was shocked and realized that this was also Ophelia’s method, but he could only bear it now.

“Master, what should we do? We can’t get through now, and we can’t get out of this body.” Nerella was very anxious. She didn’t know how long Thor could trap Ophelia.

Knowing that time was running out, Thor raised his hand without saying a word.

The Diary of the Dead Wizard appeared in his palm instantly.

At the same time, the white puppet was shocked and shrank back to its original appearance and collapsed to the ground.

The diary in Thor’s hand opened automatically, and a black page gradually formed inside.

Thor smiled.

Even if Ophelia trapped Pearl and Nerella with the white puppet, he gently pulled the diary and immediately pulled the black page back into the diary.

What surprised him even more was that the white puppet without a soul seemed to have lost its power and stopped attacking.

Thor did not waste time and tore off the black page again.

This time he threw the torn black page directly to the position designated by the magic circle.

The moment the page landed, it immediately turned into a consciousness with two heads.

Without a word of nonsense, Pei’er immediately closed her eyes and activated the magic circle.

Thor wiped the purple blood from the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, opened the connection!

…

The diary of the dead wizard above her head suddenly disappeared, and Ophelia knew that Thor must be doing something.

Without the suppression of the diary, she could easily leave Thor’s consciousness platform.

However, just as she was about to destroy this place, the sky above her head suddenly changed from a deep sky to a sky full of stars.

And those stars flashed a few times and actually opened their eyes.

Ophelia stood there for a moment, and then… she poked her own eyes with her backhand!

…

Sol, who used the power of the fantasy world to delay Ophelia again, shook for a while and almost fainted.

He used himself as a medium to transmit the power of the fantasy world’s death demon. Although the other party treated him kindly and he had been to the Fantasy World twice, he still exhausted almost all his mental power when transmitting power, and his mental body was also traumatized, and he almost lost consciousness.

Thor forced himself to command Pei’er, “You stay here and transform this part into an auxiliary magic circle as quickly as possible!” Pei’er

also opened her eyes, feeling uneasy, but she could only nod quickly, and immediately followed Thor’s instructions to slightly modify the small magic circle embedded in a corner of the magic circle, turning it into an auxiliary magic circle for the Symphony of Destiny.

Thor didn’t have time to stay here, and teleported again with a headache that made his skull split.

This time, he went directly to Mina who was playing alone in the room.

Mina was startled when she saw Thor suddenly appear, but she soon showed a sweet smile, “Brother Thor!”

The two wing-like palms on her head were also waving quickly.

However, Thor had no time to pay attention to Mina. He went directly to the wooden box that Mina was leaning on and smashed it to pieces with one palm.

The fragments exploded, revealing a beautiful white porcelain kitten inside the box.

The kitten’s eyes were as crystal clear as rubies.

Thor put one hand on the kitten’s head and said in a weak but firm voice: “Be careful, the tsunami is coming.”

Mina supported her small body and sat up, and saw that there was a sudden explosion inside the kitten in Thor’s hand.

The explosion blew a crack on the top of the white porcelain cat’s head.

And Thor’s hand kept pressing the white porcelain cat, and he didn’t let go even at the moment of the explosion.

When the explosion occurred, a ball of red light burst out from his palm at the same time, and it flashed away.

At the same time, in the lecture hall, the Institute of Knowledge, the Institute of Practice, the room where Thor rented, and the tallest tower of the White Glazed Castle, all shot a red beam of light into the sky.

The beam of light shot high into the sky, turned urgently at high altitude, and all turned to the center of the five luminous points to converge, and then disappeared in mid-air, as if something swallowed the light.

Mina sat on the bed, quietly looking at the white cat in Thor’s hand.

In her black pupils, the red light beams that shot into the room from five directions were reflected.

The light beams gathered on the exploding white porcelain cat and disappeared again.

Only Thor knew that the red light did not disappear, but entered the deep sea.

Thor slowly closed his eyes.

In his sight, several translucent lifelines stretched out from his fingertips, passed through the cracks of the white porcelain cat, and also entered the deep sea.

Under the extreme pull of the lifeline, Floco, who was originally trapped on the bottom of the sea and unable to move, suddenly jumped and rushed towards the direction of the light along the huge undercurrent raised by the seabed.

Floco did not hold back at all, releasing all his strength and attacking freedom.

He knew that this opportunity was very rare. If Thor had not promoted the cat’s gratitude during this period and used the power of the fate line to help him accumulate a lot of deep-sea curses, he would not have been able to wait for this “undercurrent”.

Floco tried his best to break through the deep sea water pressure that suppressed him. Although the undercurrent this time caused a powerful tsunami, it still took nine points of effort and one point of luck to bring him up from the bottom of the sea.

But luck seemed unwilling to favor this water god who provided luck.

When he gradually approached the sea surface, the curse of the deep sea seemed to react, and it actually raised a huge wave from the top of his head and hit him hard.

The pressure brought by it prevented Floco from escaping from the trap from top to bottom.

Even if he mobilized all the accumulated strength in his body to fight against the suppression of the deep sea, it seemed that it was always a little short!

Looking at the sunlight in front of him that seemed to be within reach, but could not be touched, Floco shouted: “What a joke, what a joke! Just a little bit, just a little bit! I want to get out, let me get out ah ah ah ah!!!”

However, this roar did not bring him strength, but made the resistance on his body heavier and heavier, just like the water current in the deep sea turned into heavy chains, binding him, vowing to bring him back to the bottom of the sea.

Finally, Floco exhausted all his strength, but stopped floating just a hair’s breadth away from the sea surface.

The momentum was gone, just like a lead ball thrown to the highest point, the huge gravity was about to make it fall back to the ground at an extremely terrifying speed.

Freedom, like flying, seemed to be just an unattainable dream.

Just when the light in Floco’s eyes was about to fade away, suddenly several translucent threads penetrated the sea surface and entangled Floco’s white cat body.

These thin threads looked fragile, but when they provided Floco with a slight pulling force, they injected him with new strength!

The next second, Floco’s eyes burst into light.

“Hua——”

The heavy water pressure could no longer restrain him, the sea surface was broken, and the body of the white cat broke out of the water!

“Hua La!”

At the same time, the white porcelain cat under Thor’s palm completely turned into a ball of transparent water, flew into the air, and turned from a ball of water beads into a palm-sized, slender water elf with a human body and a fish tail!

(End of this chapter)