Although he successfully advanced this time, a dark cloud was also shrouded over Thor's head.

The last thing he saw in his dreams didn't look like a good sign.

In particular, the white pages scattered throughout the ocean seem to represent a major change in the diary.

"If the left side represents the past, the right side is likely to represent the future. But the future is always changing, and only a few pictures can be seen. Does that mean that what can be seen is the easiest way to become real in the future? ”

At this time, the magic pond is still running, but the magic inside is running out.

When the magic was gone, Thor suddenly spotted a cloud of light in the pond. This ball of light was confined to the very bottom of the pool, and it would have been difficult to spot it if it hadn't been for Thor absorbing the mana metal inside.

Thor controlled his suspended body to slowly sink to the bottom of the pool.

Now he could see more clearly, the ball of light was like a small ball of thread, and it was like a cocoon.

Thor couldn't tell what it was made of, but he could feel the vitality emanating from it!

"It seems to be a line of fate, but it doesn't stretch, it's a ball, it's closed here."

The thread of fate is Thor's name for the thin thread he grasped in his dreams. Otherwise, it would be too unstylish to keep calling it with a thin line.

Thor has just developed his own second-order special ability based on the ability of the diary, but he has not studied much of the fate line.

But don't be as cautious as you used to.

He leaned over and tapped his fingertips on the light.

At the moment of contact, a bright and slightly evil face appeared in Thor's mind.

The face was somewhat familiar, but Thor hadn't yet extracted the corresponding information from his memory.

The corners of the woman's eyes were raised, and she smiled slightly, as if she was talking to someone.

"It's a line of fate from the past."

What is past is what is established.

Thor continues to explore the contents of this fate line.

Next, the picture turned, and the woman's face was suddenly full of anger, and a pair of eyebrows were almost frowning together. Even if there is only a picture, it can still make people feel the full strength of a woman. The coercion was almost like a hurricane.

However, the woman's anger did not last long, and her eyelids began to fall uncontrollably, as if she would fall asleep at any moment.

The woman's forehead was throbbing, as if desperately resisting the power of sleep.

However, her struggle ultimately failed.

At the moment when the woman completely closed her eyes, her entire body suddenly shattered into countless pieces like porcelain.

Immediately afterwards, an unknown force appeared, directly splicing the shattered woman back together.

It's just that at this time, the woman's left hand is already missing a finger.

Seeing this scene, Thor finally remembered where he had seen a woman's face.

When he was coerced by the old witch to study the formula for the perfect body transformation, he had seen the old witch in the Bysyk Mirror transform into a different form, and a beautiful woman.

It's just that Thor didn't know the specific abilities of the Beesek Magic Mirror, so he didn't dig deeper.

End of the historical picture.

The light that had been curled up in a ball suddenly unfolded, flickered a few times, and then completely disappeared into Thor's palm.

"The fate line is gone? No, it's supposed to be a return! ”

Thor straightened up, already guessing the woman's identity.

"Old witch?"

He jumped up, not caring about the little bit of magic that was left, and jumped out of the magic pond directly.

He was going to find the old witch, whose identity seemed more complicated than he had originally thought!

However, just as Thor landed, he was stunned to find a man standing outside the pool.

Agu, who had been on guard, fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Penny, on the other hand, was like a real butterfly, trapped in a glass ball in the man's hand.

Seeing Thor come out, the other party touched his chest with one hand and saluted gracefully.

"Congratulations to the master, promoted to a second-order wizard."

Thor looked at the other man, a little surprised, and then felt that it seemed normal to see him somewhere.

"Kismet, is the old witch the real Wind Demon?"

Kismet looked up, and a few strands of silver bangs landed in front of his eyes, making his expression a little blurry.

"Yes, my master, you guessed it again."

……

In another hidden cave.

The old witch who was confronting the broken woman suddenly felt a chill in the back of her head, and then it was as if a hand had wiped the fog from the mirror, and everything became clear.

Her eyes widened slightly, "It's me?" Am I the Wind Demon Peer? It turns out that I am the Wind Demon Pei'er. ”

The sudden return of the long-dusted cognition made the old witch, or Pei'er, a little confused for a while.

And the fake wind demon on the other side finally realizes the true identity of the old witch.

She shook her head in disbelief, "Impossible? When did she escape Clark's confinement? ”

The fake wind demon turned around and ran, and her movement finally woke up Pe'er, who was immersed in past memories.

Pell turned her head to see that the False Wind Demon did not run out, but instead rushed to a corner of the cave.

And over there were a few glittering ice picks hanging from the top of their heads.

The temperature inside the cave was not low, but the ice picks showed no signs of melting.

The old witch could see at a glance that there was something wrong with those ice crystals, and immediately raised her hand to stop the fake wind demon.

The two pillars of wind met in the air, but one was quickly shattered by the other.

The pillar of victory struck the fake wind demon hard, but was blocked by the protective spell on her body.

Although the fake wind demon was not injured, it also staggered a few steps and slowed down.

And the old witch also took this opportunity to cast a spell again, releasing four or five wind walls near the ice picks, directly surrounding those ice picks.

"If I can't outrun you, then I'll protect the target." The old witch grinned through her teeth, "Nirella, it's been so long that you've been pretending to be me. ”

The fake wind demon Nirella stopped, she knew that she was not in a good state at this time, and she was no match for the old witch. What's more, the other party seems to have awakened the cognitive memory of the ban, even if the ability has not changed, the strength has definitely increased!

"Clark will soon find out that the Wind Demon has awakened, but as long as we inform the Dream Maker before she fully recovers her strength, our plans can continue." Nerrella glanced at the icicle.

That's the dream that Clark stayed here. Every time the Wind Demon's body moved, Nerrella would release the dream inside, causing the Wind Demon Pell to fall into a deep sleep again.

But now that the dream in the ice pick can't be released for a while, even if the later dream maker can come over and imprison the consciousness of the wind demon Pei'er again, she will definitely have been killed by the wind demon at that time!

After figuring this out, Nerrella didn't rush to inform Clark. She finally released the only remaining third-order coercion on her body, causing Pei'er, who had not yet recovered, to stiffen all over.

Then, instead of taking the opportunity to kill Pell - she knew that with her opponent's ability, she would definitely not be able to kill her in one blow - instead turned around and ran towards the passage from which she came.

Nerrella knew that if she wanted to survive, the only way she could do that was to activate the Demon Accumulation Pool immediately and advance from the second order to the third order!

Thinking about the traps along the way and the dream traps left behind by Clark can always delay Pelle's footsteps!

(End of chapter)