Chapter 152 Thor hasn’t come back yet
[Dead? So I'm already dead? Yes, I died in Hanging Hand Valley. The despicable Kernas family betrayed me! The abominable demons of Borderlands, they actually fabricated lies about the death of a third-level wizard! They are a bunch of villains! ! ! ]
Although the other party's voice could not be heard, the diary faithfully translated Morton's unwillingness.
"Well, yes, His Majesty the Great Emperor, please introduce the witchcraft you are good at. For example, are you good at affecting soul curses?" [
Soul? I won't study something unrealistic like that. Only the power that can be truly held in my hands fascinates me! 】
"In this case, the evil spirit should not leave any hidden dangers in my conscious space. Of course, I still need to check it carefully."
Since the soul in the diary cannot lie, Sol felt a little at ease. He was afraid that his headache was due to some curse left in his body by the evil spirit.
Curse is the most elusive thing. Even third-level apprentices rarely touch this field of knowledge.
If you are not careful, the curse will bite you back.
Therefore, West Germany was really determined to kill Thor before he dared to use all the forbidden abilities.
"So, can you tell us more about your great-granddaughters, Yura and Kira?"
[Yura and Kira? They all have wizard talents, and they are good talents. The two people have the same stubborn character, one is dedicated to studying the spirit, and the other is always tempering the body...]
Time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the blue hourglass reminded Thor that it was almost ten o'clock.
Although Morton's handwriting was still clear, Saul also put away the diary and stopped asking questions.
Recalling what Morton said, his expression became a little solemn.
"The battles in the wizarding world are really cruel. Compared to those who died in the wizarding tower, they are nothing. If it were not for the development and continuation of human forces controlled by wizards, there would be very few people left in this world. ?”
"It is tentatively confirmed that my headache is mainly due to the instability of my mental body caused by fighting in the consciousness space. The evil spirit's residual thoughts are not much, and the impact on me is only a few nightmares." "But the spirit ester in the
bag It cannot be used yet."
Although most of the soul fragments absorbed by the evil spirits dissipated as he disintegrated, there were still many that were actively absorbed by the spirit ester.
And before the spirit ester melted, a qualitative change caused by a quantitative change occurred.
Thor took out the black crystal ball from the cabinet and held it with his skeletal hands.
"68 joules..." Thor put down the black crystal ball and sighed, "This time I went out was much shorter than expected, but I gained a lot. When I put the plastic bones back on, I'm afraid there will be another breakthrough in my magic power. Maybe It will be close to 80 joules. That is not far from the 100 joules of magic power required for a third-level apprentice."
No one would have thought that Thor's magic power would have increased by more than half as soon as he entered the second level, right?
"On the contrary, I still have no clue about the locator for promotion from level 2 to level 3. Although the diary is my natural locator, it is obviously not enough to just have the locator. It can be seen when fighting in the field of consciousness that I can only use it. Use the diary as a tool, rather than directly acting on ideology like others."
At this time, several regular knocks on the door interrupted Saul's thoughts.
It should be Senior Byron who came to see him.
But Sol still turned his head and asked, "Who?"
"Thor, are you back?"
It was Byron's hoarse voice.
Thor smiled, "I'm back."
He stood up to open the door and lock it, but halfway there, he heard Byron seeming to be talking to someone.
"...He hasn't come back yet."
Thor's footsteps suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Another lively and somewhat flattering voice sounded, "I think I have something to discuss with.... How about we come back tomorrow?"
Sol put his foot down and raised his voice, "Senior Byron? Senior Wright? Are you guys?"
But the people outside seemed not to hear him and were still talking.
"Hmm..."
"Byron, you must say something nice to me tomorrow!"
"Hmm~" A roundabout tone of rejection.
"Don't be so heartless, how about I give you one of my maids?"
"Hmm~~~" There was a continuous sound of rejection.
The sound gradually faded away, leaving Sol alone standing stiffly in the room.
After a long time, as if he had regained consciousness, or perhaps mustered up his courage, Thor slowly turned around and turned around.
He saw that he was sitting quietly on the chair, his head slightly lowered, as if he was asleep.
After being stunned for a long, long time, Sol lowered his head, looked at his hands with intact skin, and trembled slightly.
"I...dead?"
He tried to calm down.
The huge mental shock at the sight of his own body made Thor's vision blurry.
Fortunately, Thor stabilized his consciousness in time and did not collapse.
"Impossible." He closed his eyes and opened them again. His body was still sitting quietly on the chair. "The diary has no warning, and I can also sense the connection between myself and my body." Although this connection is not obvious
, But very solid.
The wandering soul of death does not have such a peaceful sense of home.
Thor walked back to the chair and tried to sit back into his body.
But when he stood up again, he was disappointed to find that he still stood up with only his soul.
Turning his head, Sol was sitting there like a statue, his chest was still rising and falling, but he seemed like a dead person.
Thor knew that even if he was alive, it would be dangerous for his soul to be separated from his body for a long time.
He tried hard to return to his body, but it didn't work after several attempts.
Thor looked over his shoulder. The diary was already floating on the shoulder of his soul.
This reassured Thor a little. No matter what, the diary still follows him.
"Otherwise, go out for rescue? I don't know if anyone can detect my existence."
He walked to the door and stretched out his hand to open the door out of habit, but his palm passed through the handle. He stumbled forward and ran out with his upper body. I walked into the dormitory and saw the corridor outside.
Thor quickly stood up and was about to continue walking forward, but found that there seemed to be a transparent barrier in front of him, blocking him from moving forward.
At this time, he happened to be stuck on the wall. He looked out to see the corridor, turned around and looked inside to see the dormitory.
"I have learned the art of walking through walls." Thor laughed to himself and changed directions to continue exploring.
After groping around, he discovered a very strange thing.
He is confined within a circle and cannot move too far from his body. But the scope of this circle is not centered on his body.
Thor's body is located at just one point on the edge of this circle.
The range of activities of his soul is within this circle.
When Sol stood at the door of the dormitory, the distance between him and his body was exactly the maximum distance of the circle, which is the diameter of the circle.
"Why is this happening?"
Sol couldn't understand.
If he cannot leave his body too far, it is because the body restricts the soul, then it should be a circle with the body as the center.
In this situation, it is as if the point that really restricts the scope of Sol's soul's activities is not on his body, but on the midpoint between his body and his current location.
After searching again to no avail, Thor stood on the circle opposite his own body, thinking about what to do next.
"If I never get back to my body, will I just die?"
I don't know if it was a psychological factor, but as soon as Thor thought of this, he felt a sense of weakness deep in his soul.
At this moment, the diary flew out and unfolded rapidly in front of Thor.
[On April 23rd, 316th year of the New Moon Calendar,
are you proud of killing an evil spirit?
Are you excited after the sudden increase in magic power?
Do you feel that your mental strength has also made a breakthrough?
But people can't be excited too many times.
If you are too excited, you will encounter another problem.
Your physical and mental bodies will be improved at the same time.
Now, they are fighting,
and as the poor little one in the middle,
you will be kicked out.
Maybe you can hide from the cold wind in your diary,
but your body may not be able to withstand a long period of emptiness.
Maybe it will choose to open its arms
to welcome new guests? 】
Yes, it’s five o’clock again!
(End of chapter)