After Yora left, Thor returned to the long table and wrote a few more words with a telecommunications pen.

The story of Wright's call for help and the time when Yula went alone is fully recounted.

He put down his pen, his eyes flashing.

That night, not knowing if Yura would suddenly return, Thor did not activate the magic circle of the consciousness platform, but chose to study witchcraft more securely.

But until two days passed, he hadn't heard of anything unusual in Wright, and he hadn't seen the tower master come to look for him.

Everything was calm and it was as if nothing had happened.

These days, it's something else that's starting to tug at Thor's mind.

The seeds of evil thoughts have sprouted.

Once germination starts, the result is a matter of two days.

The incubation process was much faster than Cook said.

Now I just don't know what type of spell will be hatched and what it will do.

However, since the diary has taken a fancy to this seed of evil thoughts, the fruit that hatches should also be annotated.

Algae is very interested in the seeds of evil thoughts, and even though Thor has repeatedly stressed to him that he can't eat them, he still likes to circle around them.

Sure that Wright's affairs would not affect him for the time being, Thor finally reactivated the Consciousness Platform Circle that he had put on hold for a few days.

He deliberately concocted the sorcery paint that was most conducive to drawing dark attribute witchcraft circles, and copied the entire circle from the exploded map to the floor of the storehouse.

It took Thor more than half a day just to copy and draw, and then he placed the magic crystals one by one on the mana transmission point.

Now it's just a matter of waiting for him to stand up and activate the circle.

Because it was the first attempt, Thor did not modify the circle so as not to affect the presentation of the consciousness platform.

The basic preparations have been completed, and it is only necessary for Thor to stand in the circle and activate it with his own energy.

Before starting, Thor poured himself the juice extracted from the grinding fruit. At the same time, he swallowed a dose of heart protection painfully.

Before the official start began, Thor looked at the diary on his left shoulder.

Today's diary fluctuates a little more and more quickly, and it looks like Thor's nervous pounding heart.

"Are you excited?" Thor licked his chapped lips and took a deep breath.

Then he closed his eyes and calmed himself.

The spirit body began to vibrate, and the magic spread along his hands and feet to the magic circle below.

One by one, the magic crystals were lit up, and countless undercurrents followed the lines, surging and staggering, until the entire witchcraft circle was awakened.

Suddenly, the walls around were white, and the candles were suddenly rising. Tongues of fire stirred the walls, leaving black marks.

Behind the heavy shelves, the corpses slowly turned, their stiff necks rattling.

When the head is turned ninety degrees, the eyelids open, revealing a pair of bottomless black holes.

At this time, Thor had no time to pay attention to the changes around him, and in his cognition, the space began to tremble, the earth cracked, the roof collapsed, and the space cracked.

Prying eyes came from overhead, underfoot, and through the cracks in the space around them.

Despite his eyes closed, Thor also had the uneasiness of being watched, as if he had been stripped naked on a stage in full view.

Suddenly, time stood still.

After a sigh, there was a sound of mirrors shattering.

Thor opened his eyes, and the image of the sky cracking in front of him continued to crack and fall, revealing a gloomy darkness behind him.

He blinked, and the shards of the mirror around him shattered again, turning into droplets that flew in all directions, disappearing into the darkness.

He looked down slightly and saw himself standing on a large circular stone platform. The surface of the stone platform is painted with a circle of consciousness platforms.

He has successfully entered the platform of consciousness.

Saul's first instinct was to look over his left shoulder.

However, the Japanese are no longer there!

The slight panic of his thoughts caused a tremor on the stone platform.

"Don't be in a hurry, calm down." Thor admonished himself in his heart.

Maybe it was the effect of grinding the sound fruit, or maybe it was his self-soothing effect, and the space finally stabilized again and no longer swayed.

Looking around, Thor found no trace of the diary. Even when he peeked inside with a mental examination, he found no trace of the diary.

"It's not the same as the last time I entered the consciousness platform."

Thor didn't panic this time, but worked hard to analyze the difference between the two times.

"Last time, there was not only my consciousness on the platform, but also the consciousness of Morton and the countless souls he absorbed."

"Now that the platform is clean, at least it means that no one else is prying inside me. That's a good thing. ”

Thor lowered his head and began to observe himself, and then he realized that he was the same as the outside world.

In other words, his current ideology is full of light gray skin, and he looks like a second transformation.

"The last time I was in crisis, I connected to the diary and managed to get it in my hands, but I couldn't open it and could only use it as a brick."

"So last time I didn't really have a grasp of the diary, so I couldn't connect to the diary and make it my locator."

"So what's missing?"

Although it is said that Thor can also imitate the experience of the last time this time, and take the diary in his hand first.

But in the dark, he always felt that if he really did this, he would only have one more brick in his hand.

"Anyway, I'm not in a hurry to fight now, I'll try a few more times."

He began to change his mind.

"Obviously, I can drive the diary to unfold from the outside world, turn to any black page, and even look at the golden page of unknown origin. It didn't make sense, I couldn't open the diary when I got into consciousness. ”

"The diary was originally controlled by me through my consciousness, so now it is...... The diary doesn't recognize my consciousness? ”

Thor vaguely felt that he had grasped something, and he looked at his hand, and the tide of thought kept churning.

"The space of consciousness is determined by consciousness, and the appearance of things I see is what I perceive. But my perception is not 100% correct. So ......"

Thor raised his head and looked straight ahead, and after a few breaths, his form began to change!

Hands and feet are getting longer, bones are growing, and muscles are bulging.

The Wizard's apprentice's robes and boots changed to a white short-sleeved shirt, gray trousers, and a pair of black leather shoes that were not shiny.

Thor's mind moved, and a half of his body appeared in front of him, reflecting his current appearance.

Sure enough, that's what he really looks like.

is still the young man who has just graduated, is full of spirit, waiting for a promotion and a salary increase, and becomes a winner in life.

"So what I really recognize is my twenties." Looking at his face in the mirror, Thor smiled bitterly, "It's not the social animal who has struggled for more than ten years, still doing nothing, and the salted fish turned over and is still a salted fish." ”

"So what appeared on the evil spirit bookshelf at that time, it was not me who was afraid, but the ordinary me who had achieved nothing."

But not anymore.

Thor reached out and grasped a dark red hardcover book in what seemed to be a space.

On the cover of the book is intaglio the words "Diary of a Dead Wizard" with six characters of the same color.

Retract your arm, hold the spine with your index, middle, and ring fingers, and gently remove the cover with your thumb.

It's easy, like casually brushing aside the girl's green silk.

"Since I can only get into contact with the diary itself in my form and cognition now, it means that it ...... The Death Wizard Diary is not my legacy from this body. It's it, and it's me who chooses it! ”

If you ignore the corners of Thor's mouth that twitched with excitement, now he is holding the diary and standing upright, but he has an unfathomable and well-established master demeanor.