Rocky was sent by him into a large box containing the corpse.

Next up is Duke.

Duke also has a curse on him.

The bursting flint he held contained the most dangerous shadow curse of the triple stacking curse.

And Duke's death is the last step in awakening the curse worm.

"Sid probably thinks that even if Duke doesn't kill you, he can use his death to activate the curse, and he can also kill you."

Speaking of which, Byron strangely touched his Adam's apple.

"I'm not surprised that you can dodge the Burst Flint, and I'm just a little surprised that you dodge the Curse Worm. But why can you even impersonate the reaction of spitting black blood? ”

"Ugh." Thor went to his cupboard and pulled out a small dark red potion.

"This is a product that came with my witch body transformation. I named it plasma concentrate, and once it was provoked, it turned into a large amount of blood. And you can also add pigments to change into different colors as needed. ”

Non-toxic and harmless, it is necessary to escape from death.

It is commonly known as a blood pack in TV dramas.

"As for why it's a black-blooded ......," Thor couldn't say what the diary told him, "Rocky's dagger is poisonous, and I think pretending to be poisoned can make the subsequent enemies let their guard down." ”

In fact, Thor took fake death pills that slowed his breathing and lowered his heartbeat.

Mainly just in case.

Saul takes Duke's purse and sends his body into a large box to keep Rocky company.

Byron tells Saul that both Rocky and Duke's bodies are contaminated by the triple stacking curse.

This is the same as Jenna before it.

Their deaths are all directed at Thor, and when they are all dead, the Shadow Curse Worm hidden in the Burst Flint will appear and attempt to burrow into Thor's body and consume his flesh.

This was something that neither Byron nor Khonsa could have anticipated.

Because they were missing a crucial precondition, which was that West Germany could not directly do anything to Saul, the owner of the diary.

Unless West Germany abandons the Death Wizard's Diary.

Therefore, the most powerful attack that Byron and Khonsa have ever thought of is that West Germany will personally kill Thor despite the danger of being punished.

But the reality is that West Germany chose a costly and extremely troublesome method to kill Saul.

Probably because of this, Khonsa became curious about the entanglement between West Germany and Saul.

If it weren't for Thor also guarding against Khonsha and letting Byron, who was already a third-level apprentice, be another hole card for himself, today's matter would really be over.

Ever since the diary learned that Kongsha was using him with complete disregard for his life, Thor didn't think about keeping Kongsha his backer.

Now it's good, it's a quid pro quo.

Thinking about it, Khonsa had already guessed that Thor didn't take the medicine she gave at all.

After dealing with the follow-up, Byron took out a pamphlet to write and draw, deducting the cost of his knowledge of the curse and the examination of the morgue.

After confirming that there was no other threat in the morgue, Byron said goodbye to Thor and went back to sort out what he had learned for the day.

In the third corpse, Thor was finally left alone.

Thor walked over to Sid's mangled corpse and carried his body to the teleportation table.

He turned around and picked up a few sharp knives from the messy operating table, and said in a respectful tone to the two corpses, "Hello, senior." ”

After a pause, he showed a pale smile, "Goodbye, senior." ”

……

Thor shuddered.

He opened his eyes, and the cold touch around his body made him realize that he was in a state of red fruit all over his body.

Overhead is a ceiling illuminated by a miserable white candlelight.

Unknown symbols swirled and danced in front of his eyes, and the cold breath accompanied by a faint cry burrowed into Thor's skin like a small bug.

"Da, da, da......"

There were footsteps approaching.

For some reason, Thor suddenly felt an inexplicable fear.

He sat up jerkily and found himself lying on the portal table in the morgue.

The black leather beneath him felt tough to the touch, and he was treated the same way as the guests of the morgue.

"Da, da, da......"

The sound of footsteps became clearer.

Thor swallowed.

But his throat was so dry that it ached.

Looking sideways, the scarlet door of the morgue was not completely closed.

Behind the palm-wide gap was a deep darkness.

And after the darkness, there is a growing awareness of fear.

"Da, da, da......"

Footsteps are coming in through the crack in the door!

Thor was so excited that he couldn't think about why he was lying on the portal, and immediately jumped barefoot to the ground.

He had a hunch at this time that if he was discovered by the owner of the footsteps, the consequences would be very terrible!

"Hide!"

He looked around the room.

No corpses, no blood, no messy tools.

In the afterglow, there seemed to be a miserable white hand pressed against the scarlet door.

Thor didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately got into the large box under the workbench.

The door should have been silently pushed open.

Because Thor heard the footsteps already ringing in the room.

"He's coming for me!"

Thor couldn't have been more sure, though he couldn't figure out who was looking for him.

"The lid should be closed." Looking at the bottom of the dark workbench overhead, Thor thought uneasily, "But I don't have time. ”

Footsteps lingered around the room, and now reaching for the lid would instead be found.

"This big box is right under the console, and there are four walls to block it, as long as you don't stick your head in, you shouldn't be able to see me."

Thor lay close to the ground, not daring to move, breathing at a minimum.

Suddenly, footsteps were getting closer.

Getting closer.

Stop by Thor's side.

There was a murmur from the overhead console, which quickly faded away.

"Why is there no movement?" Thor wanted to look out.

But I didn't dare.

"Why is there no footsteps outside? Wait, did he find me? ”

"Is he bending over?"

"Was he about to squeeze his head into the gap under the worktop and above the big box?"

"He ......"

……

"Whew!"

Thor sat up suddenly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"I'm dreaming again." He frowned, got out of bed and changed into his pajamas, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with the clothes on his body.

"I've been having the same nightmare for two days in a row, but I don't realize what's wrong with it, I don't know I'm dreaming. In my dreams, I didn't even have the courage to resist, I was left with fear, as if I had just returned to the time when I had just crossed over to become a servant. ”

The fear of waiting for the unknown to appear is clear.

Even if Thor wakes up now, he can recall his helplessness in his dreams.

Faintly, he felt that the things in the dream were not simple.

If he was really discovered by the person looking for him in his dream, it seemed that something terrible would happen.

For two days in a row, I had almost the same dream. And today, the dream has made a new progress, and the owner of the footsteps seems to have discovered him.

If Thor hadn't woken up in time, maybe there would have been a human face above him!

"In today's dream, the owner of the footsteps is about to discover me. If I had the same dream again tomorrow, would I be discovered? ”

It was just a dream, but it had already made Thor feel uneasy.

He turned his head to look at the journal on his left shoulder.

Diary slept soundly.

"If you encounter danger in your dreams, will the diary come out as a warning?"

"Let's go to Senior Byron this afternoon to check it out for me."

Why Afternoon?

Because Saul couldn't skip class this morning.

This morning was the first test of their batch of Level 1 apprentices.