Chapter 203: Master

"Hundreds of magic crystals, it only took a few days."

Saul's flesh hurts.

Although Thor used all the materials he already had to make this temporary locator and didn't consume the real magic crystal, it was still painful to destroy it like this.

Patting the shards on his body, Thor decided to get out of here first. However, as soon as he took a step, he suddenly saw himself fall headlong to the ground.

Yes, it's seeing, not feeling.

The moment he saw his back, Thor's heart stopped beating half a beat, but he reacted immediately.

"As soon as the temporary locator broke, my soul went out of my body?" Thor was faintly worried.

His soul is always restless in his body, and as a visitor from another world, he is a little worried about his body to pick on him.

The algae didn't know what was going on yet, it just suddenly found its owner falling to the ground.

It groped Thor's forehead with its black tentacles, finding nothing out of the ordinary, and seemed to be asleep.

This kind of thing happened in the Wizard's Tower.

But they haven't left Ralph Manor yet, isn't it a bit big to sleep now?

Xiaozao, who couldn't wake Thor at all, panicked.

The castle continued to crumble, even spreading to the garden, and every now and then a stone flew in and landed beside Thor .

Algae can easily whip a stone away, but he doesn't know how to wake up his master.

Just when the simple-minded algae was overwhelmed, Thor was preparing to return to his body in the same way as before, mimicking the erosion map.

But he had barely taken a step when he suddenly saw a shadow spreading and expanding beneath his feet.

The shadows quickly engulfed the lawn, the garden, and his own body......

Did something incomparably gigantic appear behind him?

Thor turned his head as if uncontrollably, and he saw the nature of the shadows.

It turned out to be the basement, the foam-like twisted soul.

It now stands like a skyscraper,

"What the hell is this......" Thor couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, relying on the diary without hints, he stopped and observed for a moment.

Strangely, when he faced the anomalous spirit in front of him, which had expanded hundreds of times in front of him, he didn't hear anyone's murmur again.

Just as Thor was considering whether to run now, or wait for the diary's prompts, the spirit that stood up to the sky suddenly shattered into countless powders, and then was pulled by an unknown force...... Start spinning!

It looks familiar.

Thor gasped, he saw a huge soul storm on the surface!

The soul storm turned faster and faster, turning into a tornado, whistling and circling, with a ferocious momentum that wanted to stir the heavens and the earth into it.

It's just that this majestic soul storm seems to be visible only to Thor, and its ferocious momentum can't affect reality.

Even the branches of the trees a few meters away from the storm only trembled slightly with the raindrops.

While the earth is shaking, the years are quiet.

The two are like a dimensional wall.

Soul fragments tumbled and swirled, occasionally flying out of the range of the storm and being pulled back into the storm by the force.

In Saul's eyes, the pieces that were thrown out but had to be pulled back were like drowning people.

They struggled desperately, constantly sticking their heads out of the water, but in the end they could only remain silent.

Thor only glanced at it, and felt his scalp tingle. It's still in the state of the soul, but it's already felt the cold of deep winter.

"No matter how this soul storm was formed, don't be curious." Although he was really attracted to the mysterious soul storm, Thor still managed to keep his sanity.

Reason tells him that curiosity kills cats.

No longer hesitating, abandoning curiosity, Thor began to walk.

One step, two steps, three steps......

Just as Thor was about to step back into his body, a huge suction force instantly pulled Thor out of place.

He could only watch as his body grew farther and farther away from him.

The spirit body was pulled, rising higher and higher, and the flowers and trees under its feet became small.

Thor looked at the Death Wizard's Diary in shock, but the Diary still didn't say anything.

"The diary is out of order?" Thor only had time for the thought to pass through his mind.

In the next second, he was swept into a huge soul storm.

The human voice that I had just heard once again in the basement resounded in my head.

These voices are accompanied by images......

It was as if Thor had crossed hundreds of people at the same time!

Birth, Growth, Love, Hatred, Family, War, Money, Death......

In a few breaths, Thor experienced all the joys of their lives and the horrors of death.

Such a huge influx of consciousness and emotions instantly made Thor lose consciousness.

……

Victor stood at the center of the storm with his harp in his hands, looking up at the spectacular and terrifying scenery above him in the quietest eye of the storm.

"After all these years, a new page has finally been formed." He had a smile on his face, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

"The wizard's world is always full of death, but how much better can it be anywhere else?"

Victor raised his harp and played it gently.

"Who can guess that this fate is impermanent, the living and the dead will be ...... tonight"

No one heard the song in the wind and rain, but someone still noticed the strangeness of Ralph Manor.

An eagle's roar pierced the sky.

The clouds in the distant sky were split in two!

Victor felt the change in the outside world and slowly put down the harp, "Someone is coming?" The movement was too much. Thankfully, it was time. ”

He spread his arms outstretched, his hands outstretched.

Tiny white crystals flew out of his palms and flew above his head to form a brilliant nebula.

At the moment when the nebula formed, the tyrannical storm around it came to an abrupt end.

Time and space seemed to stand still at this moment, and the giant storm that was hundreds of meters high that was originally gradually expanding began to compress rapidly.

The huge soul storm was collected into the nebula above Victor's head in the blink of an eye.

The nebula began to spin at an accelerated pace, constantly changing shapes.

It all happened so fast, like a picture that had been played hundreds of times faster.

It is in stark contrast to Victor, who is quietly observing below.

Eventually, the nebula stopped moving, and in an instant it compressed again.

When the light faded, Victor appeared in front of a golden page.

The page was only the size of two palms, and although it was golden, it did not have the cold and hard feeling of metal, but was as delicate and soft as a baby's skin.

Seeing the golden pages, Victor finally smiled happily.

He stretched out his hands, waiting with great respect and anticipation for the golden page to fall into his palms.

However, the golden pages that were slowly falling suddenly trembled, and then—in the blink of an eye, they vanished!

This was completely unexpected by Victor.

The golden pages are so plain and unnoticed......

Gone!

His handsome face was instantly distorted and hideous.

A huge spiritual force suddenly enveloped the entire Ralph Manor and its surroundings.

The originally gorgeous manor seemed to have gone through hundreds of years of rain, snow, wind and frost, and it was instantly dilapidated.

The nearby plants also withered and withered in an instant, as if they had come to the end of the world.

But this extremely destructive spiritual force comes and goes faster.

The anger on Victor's face turned to consternation.

"It's strange, the creatures around here feel weak, not like they can shake the pages?"

No anomalous magic or psychic power was found, but this is the most anomalous part!

"It is impossible for a page to disappear for no reason. It suddenly got out of my control, could it be...... No, it has to be ......"

Victor's mouth was wide open, his eyes were round, his expression was ridiculous, and he no longer had his original melancholy temperament.

But he couldn't care about the slightest demeanor at this time.

“…… It must be ......" His voice was trembling, no, his whole body was trembling.

"It must be the master who has appeared!"

(End of chapter)