Chapter 205: Second-level
Thor dreamed that he fell into the sea and could only swim desperately with a lame dog paddle style.
Even though he was exhausted and his hands and feet were numb, he never had the thought of giving up.
But the sea water was bitingly cold, and the waves pushed him under the surface one after another. The suffocating pain spread from his lungs to his whole body.
"Can't sink!" This was the only thought left in Sol's mind, "We must live!"
The more he felt the threat of death, the more determined he was to live.
While Thor was constantly fighting against the waves, a golden page suddenly appeared in front of him and floated quietly in the wind and waves.
"Book pages?" Thor looked over in surprise.
Although he had never seen golden pages, he still subconsciously felt that the pages were a good thing as he owned the Death Wizard's Diary.
It's his life-saving straw now.
Sol once again braved the huge waves, paddled hard, and desperately moved closer to the page.
Finally, with the help of a rise and fall in the sea, his fingers touched the edge of the page.
Although the pages of the book are golden, they are not as cold and hard as metal and feel soft to the touch.
However, when Thor pushed himself up hard, the pages of the book that were very soft to the touch were extremely solid, supporting Thor's strength.
Supporting his whole body with his arms, Thor moved himself onto the page, finally away from the dangerous and cold water.
He lay helpless on the page of the book, "Where is this place? I can't feel the magic. Could it be that I have traveled through time again?"
Thor spread out his mental power and probed the surroundings.
Judging from the feedback from his mental power, everything here was blurry, and even the golden pages did not appear in his mental perception.
"It's not like time travel, it's more like dreaming." He calmed down.
Thor looked at the endless deep blue almost ink-colored sea around him and the cloudless pale sky above his head, feeling a little melancholy.
"How can we return to the real world?" As soon as Thor thought of this, he suddenly felt his whole body trembling.
He quickly lowered his center of gravity and pinched the edge of the golden page.
The next moment, the golden page suddenly began to rise, like an elevator that didn't care about the safety of its passengers, flying towards the sun overhead at an extremely high speed!
As the golden pages flew, Sol, the sun above his head, got closer and closer.
Sol looked up and felt that the sun was so strange.
It's not like the sun, but like an...exit?
The brightness suddenly increased, and Sol subconsciously closed his eyes.
When he woke up again, he opened his eyes suddenly and saw that he was being carried on his back.
There was a small mushroom growing on the head of the person carrying him. The mushroom looked a little wilted and flickered.
It was the coachman who stayed outside waiting for him.
At this time, a black tentacle reached in front of him.
The tip of the tentacle opened a shark-like mouth, and a tongue of the same color stretched out and licked Thor's face.
Ice and cold.
"Xiao Zao?" Saul stretched out his hand and pinched Xiao Zao's mouth, watching it swaying innocently in his palm. He let go after a few seconds, "How did I get back?"
The man who was running wildly with Saul finally realized that he was awake. .
"Master."
The man with the mushroom on his head was Sol's coachman.
Thor patted the coachman on the shoulder and asked him to put him down.
"You saved me?" Thor couldn't believe it.
The coachman shook his head repeatedly, "I just saw the manor collapsed, so I wanted to come over and take a look. I happened to see you falling to the ground. I was afraid of danger, so I left the manor with you on my back."
Thor jumped to the ground and looked at his body, but found nothing unusual.
He turned around again to confirm that he had been carried outside the manor by the driver.
The huge castle behind him turned into a pile of ruins, and the soul storm that covered the sky also disappeared without a trace.
"Did the diary save me? The golden page is about the same size as the inside pages of the diary. What is the connection between them?" Saul looked at his left shoulder in confusion, where the diary was still floating quietly.
Between the closed pages of the book, Thor vaguely saw a hint of gold.
Just as he was about to take a closer look, he suddenly noticed a line of sight falling on him.
He immediately turned his head to look in the direction of Ralph Manor, and saw a familiar figure at the gate.
It's Victor!
"He is indeed alive." Saul was not surprised at all.
But after experiencing the baptism of the mysterious soul storm just now, Thor was even more afraid of him.
Victor was standing under the only intact gate of Ralph Manor at this time, staring closely at Thor, and the harp in his hand had disappeared.
Then, he stepped forward, speeding up, towards Sol.
"Run!" This guy was so mysterious that Sol didn't want to face him anymore, so he called to the coachman, turned around and ran away.
But the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer, and the sound of "ta da da da" seemed to hit Sol's heart.
"I'm afraid this Victor has something to do with the soul storm just now." "
Next time, it's better to prepare two trump cards with you." Thor gritted his teeth.
There is still no prompt in the diary, but Saul doesn't know whether the diary is broken or whether his life is really not in danger.
Just as the two were about to run to the fence at the end of the road, a reflection suddenly dazzled Saul's eyes.
The next second, with the sound of breaking through the air, a giant sword more than ten meters long was thrust behind Thor and the coachman!
A hole was cut in the ground, and the uninhabited houses on the opposite side began to collapse after a tremor.
The violent vibration caused both Sol and the coachman to rush out.
As soon as Thor landed, he immediately turned over.
He looked at Victor first.
The other party looked a little embarrassed. The giant sword that was three meters away from Thor was only a few centimeters away from him.
It was obviously aimed at him.
But Victor did not pay attention to the owner of the giant sword immediately, but glanced at Thor.
The look in his eyes was a bit scrutinizing, as if he was confirming something.
But the next second, Victor retreated again.
Another giant sword of the same length landed at Victor's previous location.
This time the thrust was even harder, and two-thirds of the sword was buried in the ground.
This was followed by an eagle's cry.
A giant bird swooped down, then suddenly rose up just before hitting the ground.
But before the giant bird flew high again, a tall and slender figure jumped down from the bird's back.
It was a woman with short, neat blond hair.
As soon as she landed, her hands pressed on the two giant swords inserted into the ground.
The originally cold giant sword instantly turned into a mercury-like liquid, reshaped, and returned to the woman's hand. After cooling again, it turned into two three-meter-long swords.
The sword was still heavy, beyond the length that a normal warrior could easily control, but the woman wielded it with ease, as if she were waving two toys.
Thor recognized the other person.
This woman is none other than the most powerful wizard in the Kema Empire, Kira!
Thor thought the other person looked familiar at first, but after a while of recognition, he remembered that she was the second-level wizard Kira who had visited the Wizard Tower two years ago.
This wizard who dared to speak unceremoniously to the tower owner left a deep impression on Thor.
When I saw her two years later, she seemed even stronger than before.
Kira didn't look at Thor, she just held her swords in front of her, pointing at Victor, ready to attack at any time.
She looked more like a warrior than a wizard.
At this time, Victor had just retreated three meters away.
When the tip of Kira's sword was placed horizontally, the tip of the sword almost scratched his face.
So he raised his eyebrows and took two steps back.
This retreat seemed to be giving in to Kira.
If it were Thor, he would not attack rashly when facing an enemy of unknown strength.
But Kira is obviously not the same type of person as Thor.
Seeing the other party retreating, she had no intention of sheathing her sword.
Full of murderous intent, he said sternly: "Second-level wizards entering the territory of other second-level wizards without permission can be regarded as a signal to start a war."
Fighting mad wizard Kira!
(End of chapter)