I saw blood burrowing into the inside of the woman's skull along the gap in the center of her eyebrows.

In an instant, a powerful third-order coercion erupted, just like the old witch had felt last time in the Soul Purifying Wizard Tower.

This turned out to be the coercion of the wind demon!

Who the hell is this woman?

Could it be that she is the Wind Demon?

But if she's a wind demon, why is she in my magic mirror?

The old witch felt that she was confused.

A thought gradually rose in her mind.

"Why doesn't I react every time I look at the magic mirror when I see the faces inside? Why do I just take it for granted as the spiritual pollution of the magic mirror? But never thought of another possibility of it? ”

The old witch only felt that something had cleared her mind from the fog that she had been ignoring.

It's just that there is still a part left, so that she can't figure out the truth of the matter.

In the old witch's astonishment, the wind demon had already waved his hand, controlling the woman who was covered with cracks like a porcelain doll to stand up.

And the woman just got up, and walked forward with her eyes closed as if she were sleepwalking.

As she got closer, the air around her began to explode.

It was as if the air had been compressed and suddenly released.

At the same time, the stones, dirt, and other debris mixed in the feet and around them floated into the air little by little, and were crushed into powder by the inexplicable force.

The Wind Demon struggled to control the sleeping woman, but luckily she didn't need to do it for long.

The old witch is at most a very powerful second-order, and she is nothing in front of the third-order.

With just a little bit of aftermath, you can squeeze her into a meatloaf.

As soon as the old witch died, she would immediately reseal the woman, and then go out and kill the little wizard who was still wandering in the dream.

This is just the completion of Master Clark's explanation.

Killing a little wizard who dares to trespass on his own territory is a normal reaction, and the forces behind that little wizard can't say anything if they know about it.

Thinking of this, the wind demon was quite happy. Originally, she had never found the right opportunity to do something to Thor. I didn't expect the other party to be so uncontrollable, and he dared to kill for a demon storage pool that couldn't be made public.

The wind demon didn't know whether to praise the other party's courage or be helpless about his intelligence.

On this side, the wind demon had already imagined the scene of entering the third order through the demon storage pool and completely securing his position, but the old witch on the other side had not turned into a pulp for a long time.

"What's going on?" The Wind Demon looked in amazement, only to see that the woman had already walked up to the old witch, and the stones of the earth around them had turned to powder.

Even the sturdy stone walls above their heads, protected by a witchcraft circle, showed cracks.

"The coercion is still there, but why didn't you kill the old witch?"

The wind demon's gaze finally fell on the severed finger that shook behind the old witch's head.

"Is it because of the severed finger that the old witch stole from? How could she have tamed a severed finger so quickly? ”

However, the wind demon didn't know that the old witch's brain was also in chaos at this time.

She looked at the woman in front of her, as if something was about to rush out of her brain, as if something had been covering her eyes was about to be dispelled.

But it's always a little bit off.

It's just a little bit worse.

She never could figure out what the question she was questioning was, who was the person in front of her, who was the person in the mirror?

She...... And who?

At the same time, Thor's entire body was completely immersed in the demon pool.

Although it is said to be soaked, there is no liquid in the magic pond at all.

A large amount of pure magic power was channeled into the forbidden demon pool through the bodies of the four second-order wizards. The concentration of magic in the pool reached dozens of times that of the outside world in a short period of time.

And Thor also cooperated with the mental power and magic power of his whole body, without any resistance, and let these pure magic power enter his body little by little.

The demon storage pool prepared by the wind demon himself, in terms of the choice of materials such as magic crystals to supply magic power, is much more advanced than the one prepared by Bisol himself.

This greatly speeds up the speed at which Thor absorbs mana.

Slowly, Thor felt the magic in his body reach saturation.

But saturation is actually the beginning of progress.

He continued to absorb the mana, and then slowly, carefully, mobilized the Death Wizard Diary in his mental body.

By the time the journal began to respond to his call, Thor slowly closed his eyes.

He voluntarily entered a state of half-dreaming and half-awake.

But this is not the same as Penny's dream parade, he enters into his own dream.

In a trance, Thor saw a thin line floating in the air.

The thin line twisted and wented, one end out of sight above his head, and the other end disappeared into the dark corner after a few circles around Thor.

Thin lines like this have been seen by Thor before.

Once at the bottom of the deep sea of Bluewater Bay, when he was absorbing those glowing soul fragments, he had seen the threads that connected these soul fragments together.

He tried to touch the lines, but was stopped by the diary.

The other time was in Archaeological Ste, where he had seen similar thin lines on the heads of many strange ordinary people and wizards.

But the thin line in front of him was different from what he had seen before.

Saul knew that this was his line.

The thread that surrounds him without touching him.

Thor stretched out his hands in consciousness, ignoring the various alarms from his body due to mana overload.

This time there was no warning in the diary.

This time he grabbed the thin line in front of him.

However, as soon as his fingertips touched the thin thread, it seemed to come to life suddenly, like a loach trying to escape, to break free from Thor's restraints.

Thor felt the pain in his fingers as if they had been cut by a thin thread, but his consciousness clearly told him that his hands were intact.

He endured the pain and the pain that seemed to explode all over his body, and pulled the thin thread closer to his forehead with all his might.

I don't know how long it was, but it seemed like a century.

Thor finally put the thin thread on his brow.

At this moment, the thin line, who was still trying to escape just now, suddenly changed his attitude.

It turned around and rushed into Thor's brain!

Rumble!!!

Suddenly, a myriad of moving images appeared in front of Thor's eyes, and these images were moving at high speed in front of Thor.

He looked to the left.

On the left is him discussing issues with Camus.

Further to the left.

It was him who had just been imprisoned by the old witch.

Looking into the distance, the image clearly appeared in his mind regardless of the distance, it was the battle of the Wizard Tower, and he killed Kukin.

Far away, he saw himself pushing a sweeper and walking in the wizard's tower at night.

……

"That's my past."

Thor withdrew his gaze and looked to the right.

However, the picture on the right is not as clear as the left side.

The characters and scenery inside are changing at a speed that is almost impossible to capture with the naked eye, sometimes changing and changing, and the picture disappears, turning into darkness, overshadowed by the picture behind it.

"That's my future?"

Thor's heart was lifted, and the physical pain seemed to be gone away from him.

He struggled to see his future.

However, most of the images changed too quickly, and no matter how much he tried to control the flow of them with his consciousness, it had no effect.

They evolve on their own, not caring what Thor thinks.

"No, I finally saw it once, and I can't just give up."

Thor tried to observe, looking for any image he could see.

But at the same time, he felt that the world in front of him was blurring.

He knew that he was about to finish his advancement.

It also means that he is going to get out of his dreams.

Thor took a quick look at the screen on the right.

Finally, when he was about to get out of this dream, he finally saw a clearer picture.

He saw himself riding a giant bird, swooping, and submerging in the rough black waves!

The black sea made a bigger storm because of his entry.

In the midst of the ups and downs of the wind and waves, countless white pages poured out of the bottom of the sea, and were thrown high into the air by the waves.

For a moment, it was as if the world was snowing......

The next moment, Thor opened his eyes.

After extreme compression, the magic power and spiritual power finally broke through the confinement under the guidance of the locator!

Feeling the surging magic power in his body and the tenacious mental power that seemed to have been tempered after a thousand tempers, Thor finally smiled.

Now, he's in the second order!

I'm very sorry, but I took one day off, but it was broken for two days.

It may be that the travel is too high, and I am accidentally tired.

When I got home, I got sick and slept for a long time.

I still have a low-grade fever, but I'm getting better. Change one first, and then put down another chapter in the evening.

(End of chapter)