Chapter 204 Master:
"It only took a few days to use hundreds of magic crystals."
Thor's heart ached.
Although Thor used materials he already had to make this temporary locator and did not consume real magic crystals, it still hurts to have it destroyed like this.
Patting the pieces on his body, Thor decided to leave here first. However, as soon as he took a step, he suddenly saw himself falling to the ground.
Yes, it's seeing, not feeling.
The moment he saw his back, Sol's heartbeat stopped for half a beat, but he reacted immediately.
"The temporary locator just broke and my soul left my body?" Thor was slightly worried.
His soul always stayed restless in his body, and as a visitor from another world, he was a little worried that his body would give up.
Xiaozao still didn't know what happened, but suddenly found his owner falling to the ground.
It touched Sol's forehead with its black tentacles and found nothing unusual. It seemed that he was asleep.
This kind of thing also happened in the Wizard Tower.
But they haven't left Ralph's Manor yet. Is it a bit arrogant to go to bed now?
Xiaozao, who couldn't wake up Sol at all, panicked.
The castle continued to collapse, and even gradually spread to the garden. From time to time, stones flew over and fell next to Thor.
Xiaozao can easily knock away a stone, but doesn't know how to wake up his master.
Just when the simple-minded Xiaozao was at a loss, Thor was preparing to return to his body by imitating the erosion map as before.
But as soon as he took a step, he suddenly saw a shadow gradually spreading and expanding under his feet.
The shadow quickly swallowed up the lawn, the garden, and his own body...
Did something huge appear behind him?
Thor turned his head as if uncontrollably, and he saw the shadow's true form.
It turned out to be the twisted soul like a bubble in the basement.
It stood like a skyscraper at this time.
"What on earth is this..." Saul couldn't help his inner curiosity. He stopped and observed for a moment as there was no prompt in the diary.
The strange thing is that when he faced the abnormal spirit body that expanded hundreds of times in front of him as a soul, he didn't hear anyone's murmur anymore.
Just when Thor was considering whether to run now or wait for the diary prompt, the upright spirit body suddenly shattered into countless powders, and then... began to rotate under the pull of an unknown force!
That look looks so familiar.
Thor gasped, he actually saw a huge soul storm on the surface!
The soul storm turned faster and faster, turning into a tornado, whistling and circling, with a fierce momentum that wanted to stir up the heaven and earth into it.
It's just that only Thor seems to be able to see this majestic soul storm, and its ferocious momentum cannot affect reality.
Even the branches a few meters away from the storm only trembled slightly with the raindrops.
While earth-shattering, the years are quiet and peaceful.
The two are separated by a dimensional wall.
The soul fragments were tumbling and spinning. Occasionally, a few pieces flew out of the scope of the storm, and were pulled back into the storm by the traction force.
In Thor's eyes, the fragments that were thrown out but had to be pulled back were like drowning people.
They struggled desperately and kept raising their heads out of the water, but in the end they could only remain helpless and silent.
Sol only glanced at it and felt his scalp numb. Although he is still in the state of his soul, he has already felt the coldness of the deep winter.
"No matter how this soul storm is formed, don't be curious." Although he was really attracted by the mysterious soul storm again, Thor still tried to stay rational.
Reason told him that curiosity killed the cat.
No longer hesitating, abandoning curiosity, Thor started walking.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Just when Thor was about to step back to his body, a huge suction force instantly pulled Thor away from where he was.
He could only watch as his body got further and further away from him.
The spirit body is pulled, rising higher and higher, and the flowers, plants and trees under the feet become miniscule.
Thor looked at the death wizard's diary in shock, but the diary still showed no sign.
"The diary is malfunctioning?" Saul only had time to flash this thought in his mind.
The next second, he was involved in a huge soul storm.
The voice I had just heard in the basement rang through my mind again.
Accompanying these sounds is a picture...
Thor seems to have traveled through hundreds of people at the same time!
Birth, growth, love, hatred, family, war, money, death...
In a few breaths, Thor experienced all their joy of life and sorrow of death.
Such a complex influx of consciousness and emotions instantly caused Thor to lose consciousness.
...
Victor held the harp in both hands and stood in the center of the storm. In the eye of the quietest storm, he looked up and admired the spectacular and terrifying scenery above his head.
"After so many years, new pages have finally been formed." There was a smile on his face, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
"The world of wizards is always full of death, but how can other places be so good?"
Victor raised his harp and played it gently.
"Who can guess that this fate is unpredictable, the living and the dead will meet tonight..."
No one heard the singing in the wind and rain, but someone still discovered something strange about Ralph Manor.
An eagle screamed across the sky.
The dark clouds in the distant sky were actually split into two!
Victor felt the changes in the outside world and slowly put down his harp. "Is someone coming? The noise was really too loud. Fortunately, it's time."
He opened his arms and spread his hands upward.
Small white crystals flew out from his palm and flew above his head to form a gorgeous nebula.
At the moment when the nebula was formed, the violent storm all around came to an abrupt end.
Time and space seemed to have stopped at this moment, and the giant storm with a height of hundreds of meters that was gradually expanding began to compress rapidly.
The huge soul storm was absorbed into the nebula above Victor's head in the blink of an eye.
The nebula began to rotate faster and at the same time, it continued to change its shape.
It all happened so fast, like a scene being played hundreds of times faster.
This is a sharp contrast to Victor who is quietly observing below.
Finally, the nebula stopped moving and compressed again in an instant.
When the light dissipated, what appeared in front of Victor was a golden page.
The pages of the book were only about the size of two palms. Although they were entirely golden, they did not have the cold and hard feel of metal. Instead, they were as delicate and soft as a baby's skin.
Seeing the golden page, 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 page that was slowly falling suddenly trembled, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye!
This was completely beyond Victor's expectation.
The golden pages just
disappeared without any reason or warning!
His handsome face instantly became twisted and hideous.
Huge spiritual power 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 was instantly dilapidated.
The nearby plants also dried up and withered in an instant, as if it was the end of the world.
But this extremely destructive mental force comes and goes even faster.
The anger on Victor's face turned into confusion.
"It's strange, the life forms around here feel very weak, don't they look like beings that can shake the pages of a book?"
No abnormal magic or mental power was found, but this is the most unusual thing!
"The pages of the book cannot disappear for no reason. Could it be that it suddenly escaped my control... no, it must be..."
Victor opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened, his expression was very funny, and he no longer had the original melancholy. temperament.
But he couldn't care less about his grace at this time.
"...It must be..." His voice was trembling, no, his whole body was trembling.
"The master must have appeared!"
(End of chapter)