Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 848

Chapter 835 Black Tide Meeting (I)

Alfonso saw that Sol really didn’t want to join in the fun here, but today’s meeting was ordered by Lord Flim himself, and Sol must attend.

“Today’s meeting is related to the upcoming Black Tide, and the Lord has specifically asked you to attend.”

Sol was unmoved.

It would be impossible to entrust him with important tasks if he came to attend. At most, he would be a scout.

As for whether he would be used as cannon fodder, it depends on whether his own strength can impress the people of the Judgment Court.

Although he was reluctant, Sol had to put down the experiment in his hand and follow Alfonso through the Eternal Night Palace.

Finally, the figures of the two appeared outside the palace.

“Huh? The meeting is not held in the Eternal Night Palace?” Sol saw the soldiers and wizards outside and found that the scale of this meeting might be much larger than he imagined.

Outside the Eternal Night Palace, a huge sunken parliament hall appeared at some point.

Like a lecture hall, the center of the conference hall is the lowest, and the surrounding seats are raised in rows.

Because it was dark at this time, each row of passages was illuminated by burning torches.

As for why torches were used instead of more energy-saving and convenient fluorite, Thor had no idea.

He found that people on the Nephrite continent were very accustomed to using flames for lighting. Even high-level wizards would use fireproof lamps instead of witchcraft to illuminate.

Following Alfonso, he sat in the first row. Thor waited quietly.

Not long after, Thor saw a man in a simple black suit and a golden crown of thorns striding into the parliament hall.

Behind this man with a strong aura, there was a short man who was timid and looked inconspicuous.

But when Thor looked over, this man pretended to look at Thor casually.

While thinking about the data he had obtained in the laboratory before, Thor looked up to watch the excitement and happened to look at the other person.

When he looked at each other, he suddenly saw that the scene in front of him seemed to have been added with a special filter, and the sky began to rain petals. Before

the surprise was fully revealed, the petals that had already covered the ground suddenly disappeared, as if it was a dream.

Thor looked around, and except for him, no one seemed to have seen the rain of petals.

Even Alfonso, who was sitting next to him, looked indifferent.

Thor turned his head and asked Alfonso, “Alfonso, did you see…”

“What?”

“Petals?”

Alfonso was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, “You just made eye contact with Stuart of Black Flame?”

Thor nodded, “If the Stuart you are talking about is the little guy just now. Yes, he happened to look over here.”

Alfonso looked at Thor again, as if he was back to the first day Thor came to Evernight.

“Stuart is a third-level wizard, majoring in poison witchcraft. But the poisons he developed are very special and are generally not used in direct combat. It is said that one of them can test the spirit of others through illusions and mark them. All those who have been marked by him will be discovered by him once they appear near him.”

“Aren’t you afraid of angering others by marking so strongly?” Thor said with a little dissatisfaction.

He has begun to use his mental power to scan his entire body, trying to see where the other party has marked him.

Alfonso shook his head slowly, “It’s useless, Stuart won’t attack a fourth-level wizard. But none of the other marked people have found where they were marked. The marking process is very short. I heard that when being marked, if the spirit is stronger than Stuart, it is possible to see the marking process, just like a rain of petals.” “

And people whose spirits are not strong enough will not even realize that they are hallucinating for a moment. But whether they can see it or not, the marked people can’t find the mark on their bodies.”

Thor raised his eyebrows and glanced at Alfonso, “Have you been marked too?”

“…Yeah.”

“No one goes to settle accounts with him for doing this?”

“Stuart is the confidant of the Black Flame Emperor. It is said that he has been his bodyguard since the Black Flame Emperor was a child. If anyone makes trouble for him, the Black Flame Emperor will protect him unconditionally. Moreover, the opponent’s mark does not have any ability to harm, it just allows Stuart to find the marked person approaching, and it is said that it is also to protect the Black Flame Emperor.”

“Does a fourth-level wizard really need the protection of a third-level wizard?” Thor sneered, holding his chin, and stopped asking.

He could see that the Court of Arbitration probably couldn’t do anything to Stuart.

Soon, more than two-thirds of the people in the parliament hall were present. A wizard that Thor didn’t know walked to the podium at the bottom and began to preside over the meeting.

Although it was a wizard conference, since they represented two empires, it was inevitable that there would be some complicated and tedious formalities to say.

Although Thor sat in the first row, he didn’t need to speak or be introduced. He leaned back on the comfortable chair filled with cotton, closed his eyes and began to take a nap.

It looked like he was taking a nap, but in fact he had entered his own consciousness platform.

In the deep starry sky, the gray-white round platform looked more simple and thick. The patterns on the ground became more complex and clear.

The diary of the dead wizard above his head floated quietly in the air.

Thor walked along the round platform, and when he reached the edge, he stepped directly under the round platform.

He was looking for the mark that wizard Stuart had placed on him.

Since it was a mark placed by illusion, it was probably also placed on his spiritual body.

Thor’s spiritual body had completely merged with his consciousness space. Nothing can escape the fate of being watched by the stars.

Unless its level has exceeded that of a sixth-level wizard.

The eye of the storm was hidden on the back of the truncated platform last time, so Thor went to the back to check this time.

But he didn’t find anything unusual.

After going around and returning to the front, Thor looked up at the diary.

“It’s not on the truncated platform, it can’t be in the starry sky, could it be in the diary?”

Thor raised his hand, and the huge diary above his head automatically shrank and fell into his palm.

The pages of the diary automatically rolled according to Thor’s consciousness.

But when the back cover of the last page closed, Thor didn’t find anything unusual.

“This Stuart has something, no wonder no one has ever found his mark.”

Although Thor didn’t find the mark in two attempts, he was not in a hurry.

Up to now, he still has at least three methods to try.

The most brutal one is to become the thread of fate.

Let the eyes help him find the mark.

But doing so is too dependent on the fantasy world.

And the more he contacts with the guy who claims to be the death demon, the more he fears them.

“Compared to the Death-Reporting Demon, a diary is more convenient.”

Thor’s mental power trembled slightly, and the diary was opened again. Many black lines were constructed on the white pages.

These lines extended in all directions, and soon the entire consciousness space was outlined into a world composed of pure black lines. It

was as if it had become a three-dimensional sketch.

Thor’s mental fluctuations carefully scanned every inch of the world’s lines.

There was no feedback at first.

“Huh? Can’t even the diary detect it? It shouldn’t be?”

Thor scanned the entire consciousness space again.

Suddenly, he discovered something and couldn’t help laughing.

“Sure enough, the most familiar stranger is myself.”

(End of this chapter)