Diary of the Death Wizard

The giant turning the machine looked up and said slowly, You, forgot to pick out the head.

Another giant put down the big box with a puzzled expression, It's strange, I picked it up.

He reached out and took the head out, holding it in both hands, I'll go, put it away.

The giant who turned the machine suddenly licked his tongue, his eyes fixed on the human head, and the desire in his eyes was extremely obvious.

But in the end he didn't say anything, just nodded and continued to turn the machine.

The headless machine continued to run, crushing what was left inside.

Out of curiosity to know how the giants would deal with the heads, Sol followed to have a look.

But just as he leaned over, a weeping translucent human face suddenly emerged from the head in the giant's hand, and it flew straight towards Sol while breaking down and crying silently.

Just as Sol took a step to the left, the mournful face deftly turned in the air and opened its mouth to bite Sol.

Thor quickly reached out to block it, but he couldn't release his magic power at all at this time, and could only rely on his spirit body to resist.

The crying face Hang Chi bit on Sol's arm, and a trance and piercing pain spread to Sol's consciousness.

Sol endured the pain, and tore off the face that bit his fingers, tearing his hands to both sides.

The crying face let out a ghostly cry, which sounded more and more pitiful.

Sol didn't move at all, and tried again, tearing the crying face in half. Not only that, but he also stacked the two halves together and continued to tear.

He didn't stop with lingering fear until he tore the crying face into dozens of pieces.

The crying face has long been unable to make any sound.

Thor let go of his hand, and the fragments turned into green smoke and dissipated.

It's so dangerous! Sol put down his hand and touched his face where there was no cold sweat. It's really easy to get into trouble when the soul is out of the body, it's better to go back quickly.

Sol lowered his head and saw that his right ring finger was shortened. He was afraid that the crying face would bite his finger and swallow it.

But at this time Sol wanted to get his finger back, but it was too late.

The crying face had already turned into green smoke, and his fingers might have disappeared along with it.

At the same time that the crying face disappeared, the head in the giant's hand suddenly split open, and it was still broken into more than a dozen pieces that could never be put together again.

Red and white flowed from the shards, trickling down the giant's fingers.

Ah, it's broken. The giant stood there blankly.

The other giant who was still turning the machine immediately put down the handle in his hand and ran over bang bang, It's broken, it's ok, eat it.

As soon as he finished speaking, he buried his head in the palm of another giant and devoured it.

Only then did the other giant come to his senses, quickly retracted his hand, and brought his mouth closer.

The two giants just grabbed the shattered head, almost fighting.

Looking at the chaos over there, Thor looked away disgustedly, Are these giants cannibals? But they don't seem to respond to other corpse fragments, maybe they are brain eaters.

Sol looked at his right hand again distressedly, I don't know if there will be other effects, it's better to go back quickly.

He looked up and stepped towards the roof, preparing to go straight through the ceiling of the floor.

Still walking into the air like buying steps, until his head sank into the ceiling a little bit.

But when he got out of the upper floor, he found that he did not come to the first floor of the East Tower, but entered a dark mezzanine.

His head seemed to be pierced with a layer of foam-like membrane, and countless eyes met.

Those eyes are densely packed, one next to the other, and the pupils are as small as the eyes of a needle.

As soon as Sol showed his head, those eyes moved their pupils instantly, and all looked at Sol.

Thorton's scalp was numb, Isn't this the mysterious space that the tower owner took me to enter the second floor of the East Tower more than ten days ago? Could it be that the room just now was not the basement?

He couldn't judge his position for a while, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to walk up against the sight of those eyes.

But just after he got into this space, he instantly felt hot all over his body, as if he had been doused in hot oil.

The diary also flew to him in sync with the same pain.

[Suo lunar calendar 316 years, June 12,

You fell into the habit of sleepwalking, fell from the sky to the ground,

Because the first fall was beyond the expectations of those monsters,

You got away with it,

May when your steaming delicacy reappears,

they decide,

Even if it offends the master,

Start by enjoying food delivered to your door, too.

Look down, is your body bubbling?

That is the gluttonous scene of the fresh and thick creamy clam soup boiling! 】

As soon as Sol saw the diary appear, he was ready to run away, and when he saw the contents of the diary clearly, he turned around and ran away.

This time he finally knew what it means to be anxious about burning your butt.

Under the threat of death, he finally learned to fly and move like a ghost without a teacher.

The whole person slid back down.

When he returned to the basement, Sol was still shaking all over.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's hot.

He seemed to be able to see the heat steaming from his body.

If I stay there for a while longer, I'm afraid I'm really going to boil over.

After a while, Thor recovered.

He looked at the gate through which the giant came in, and decided to go back through the normal passage.

The east tower is indeed much more dangerous than the west tower, and you almost die if you pass through the wall casually.

He walked over, passed through the door of the giant's room smoothly, and carefully peeked at the corridor outside.

The corridor is the kind of ramp that is common in the east and west towers, which is gentle but has a certain friction.

Sol walked up this ramp, and after a short walk, he came to the end of the road.

Here is a wall.

I didn't see any other exits along the way. The giant should have come in from here. Could there be a mechanism here? Sol continued walking in doubt.

Anyway, no matter whether there is a mechanism or not, the current physical partition has no effect on him.

It's just that when passing through the wall, he will be more cautious, so as not to enter the space full of eyes again.

But this time, Sol passed through the wall smoothly and came to a dark corridor.

There are also candle lights in the corridor, but they are dim and unable to illuminate all areas, forming a halo of light.

At this point, Saul is familiar with it.

This is the dark corridor leading to the first floor from the second floor of the East Tower, which can blur people's sense of direction.

Finally, I'm back, and my soul can go out of my body while sleeping. Should I order a...coffin that can trap my soul when I go back?

Although Sol still has the burning pain of being burned just now, he can feel that his mental body is very stable, and he can recover quickly as long as he takes some medicine or recuperates after returning home.

So he gradually relaxed.

This is also because of his strong spiritual talent. For those with slightly weaker mental strength, the experience just now was enough to drive them crazy.

Sol turned right and soon came to the first bronze door into the warehouse.

Now that I don't have a body, how do I open the door? He suddenly thought of this question again.

Before Sol could think of a way, the door in front of him was suddenly pushed open a small crack.

Did someone come out?

But before he had time to sigh his luck, he was surprised to find that two bronze doors were opening at the same time.

If two gates open at the same time, immediately stand still until the gates are closed!

Although Sol was extremely shocked, he still stood still and did not dare to move according to the request of Katz's mentor at the time.

A strip of slender white arms protruding from it, like a blind man, kept rubbing the air, the ground, and the wall, as if looking for something.