Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 959

Chapter 945 That’s You

“How did I get here?” Thor was at a loss. He looked down and found that he was still a ball of thread.

“Of course, fate sent you here.” The slow voice of the Death Demon sounded.

Could it be that he had gathered too much power of fate in a short period of time, causing his consciousness to be transferred to the fantasy world?

Thor came to the platform that the Death Demon had helped him to organize, and found that his fantasy channel had indeed added a new line of fate.

But that new line of fate was unusually thick. Others were cotton threads for sewing clothes, but it was a rope for pulling a boat.

At the same time, there was no clear consciousness on this thick line of fate. If Thor tried to connect, he could only hear small and messy murmurs.

It was as if the teacher was giving a lecture in the classroom and there were 10,000 students whispering below.

At the same time, Thor also found that because he had previously distributed too much power of fate to the other three people, the four targets now seemed to have generated two-to-two connections with each other. Through the current magic structure, he could actually choose to be promoted to the fourth level!

For a time, Thor’s spirit body was excited and a little hot.

But he soon calmed down again, “Although I can choose to directly upgrade to a fourth-level wizard now, it

is better to achieve the fifth goal according to the plan and then upgrade to a stable level.” Thor shrank his linear body, “What I want is the power to continue to fight against death and doomsday, not to be promoted to an ordinary fourth-level wizard.”

He let go of the fate lines of the four goals and gradually calmed down.

It’s time to go back.

But before leaving, Thor happened to have something to ask the Death Teller, but he didn’t know if it was willing to tell him now.

“Hello. There are many eye-like stars in my current consciousness space, or star-like eyes. They also have pupils of the same color as this space, and can even fight against some of the power of the Eye of the Abyss.”

Thor said, and he already had an answer in his heart.

“Those eyes, do they have anything to do with you?”

Thor thought the other party would not say, or would admit it very straightforwardly.

But he heard a laugh.

It was not a laugh in the traditional sense, but he just understood the current mood of the Death Teller.

The lines floating in the air were surging and undulating like a sea of clouds in a strong wind.

Thor finally heard the Death Teller speak.

“Aren’t those your eyes?”

“What?” The small ball of thread was stretched straight.

“Don’t forget, you are one of us. Although you don’t want to return to your essence, it doesn’t mean you can get rid of it.”

Thor was a little shocked. So, was it always himself who was watching him in the consciousness space?

He still couldn’t connect those eyes with himself. In the past, he always thought that he borrowed the power of the eyes. He couldn’t use it often because it might be polluted by the eyes if he used it too much.

Now it seems that the reason why he couldn’t use it often was because he was afraid that he would be forced to return to the so-called essence?

The line of fate finally softened slowly. Thor sighed in his heart and had to start changing his inherent concept.

If he had listened to the advice of the Death Demon, he might have really become a sixth-level in an instant. Those eyes would also completely return to himself.

But Thor was afraid.

Would he still be himself in that state?

Thor sighed, “Why does a ball of fate need so many eyes?”

“If you can’t observe fate, how can fate become a line?”

Suddenly it made sense. If Thor merged all the star eyes, would he be able to observe the complete fate?

Hey, why does this statement seem familiar?

He suddenly thought of the diary.

“You know…” Thor hesitated for a moment, but felt that since the other party could see the eyes in the space clearly, he should also know what was in the space. “Do you know the diary of the dead wizard? Why do I feel that the operating principle of the diary is similar to the fate line? Does it also come from the power of the death demon?”

“No, that diary was made by another sixth-level existence outside. It borrowed some principles from the power of fate, but its essence is not observation, but rehearsal and deduction.”

“The diary was actually made by the sixth level, but I remember that its previous owner was only a fifth-level wizard when he had the diary. He wanted to use the diary to advance to the sixth level but failed. In other words, its previous owner was not the one who made the diary. The diary does not feel incredibly powerful in my hands. Is it because although it was made by the sixth level, it is not equivalent to a sixth-level witchcraft prop?”

But it is true. The equivalent of a sixth-level witchcraft prop is terrifying to think about.

“Although your diary is not comparable to the sixth level, it is actually the fifth level.” The Death Teller said, “But it is not complete and is missing something important.”

“You are right.” Thor remembered the golden page he received from the Tribunal. Its state was completely different from the other golden pages in the diary. “It’s just that I am not sure what is missing from the diary.”

“You will know.” The Death Teller said slowly, “I have seen the direction of your destiny.”

…

Thor opened his eyes and found himself standing in front of a huge crystal wall.

He quickly recognized that this was the place where Maria had brought him to sign, but due to the prevention of the wizard Murphy, he did not leave his name on the crystal wall.

But at this time, the names on the crystal wall changed. The names originally engraved on the surface were transferred to the inside of the crystal at some point.

There was no trace of interlayer in the middle, as if they grew naturally inside.

These changes should also be related to Murphy’s operation.

“You finally woke up.”

Thor turned his head and found that Keli was sitting next to him, holding her chin and looking at him.

“How long do you think I have been unconscious?”

“Three days!” Keli stretched out three fingers. “Three days ago, all the cracks in the Wall of Sighs were closed, and the wall turned into black crystal. But you disappeared. I almost thought you sacrificed yourself to repair the Wall of Sighs.”

“I’m not that noble.” Thor shrugged. “You know, it’s a win-win situation.”

“Tsk, after you disappeared, I looked for you for a long time, only to find that you actually ran to the crystal wall. Later, Maria dispersed the irrelevant personnel, and I waited for you here.”

Keli stretched, which showed that she was really waiting seriously during this time and did not do anything to entertain herself.

“I’ve never seen you unconscious for such a long time. If it weren’t for your active spirit, I would have thought you became a god right here.”

Thor didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “I’m a wizard, how can I become a god?”

“Why not?” Keli asked back, “Aren’t you the Judge of Death?”

Thor waved his hands quickly, “Don’t say that term, it’s social death.”

Keli held back her laughter. After a few days of tension, she finally relaxed completely.

At this time, Thor felt something moving his pants. He looked down and found that it was Xiaozao crawling on the ground.

Seeing that Thor ignored it for a long time, Xiaozao used its sharp little mouth to bite eight holes in Thor’s trouser legs.

Thor leaned over and lifted up Xiaozao, who was like a thin hemp rope, “I’m sorry for making you worry. Well, it’s done, let’s go home.”

(End of this chapter)