Chapter 204 – Master
"Hundreds of magic crystals, just for a few days."
Saul's flesh ached.
Although to make this temporary locator, Saul had used materials he already had and had not consumed real magic crystals, it was still a meaty pain to ruin it just like that.
Patting the debris on his body, Saul decided to leave this place first. However, just as he took a step, he suddenly saw himself falling headfirst onto the ground.
Yes, it was seeing, not feeling.
The moment he saw his back, Saul's heart stopped half a beat, but he then reacted.
"The temporary locator just broke and my soul is out of my body?" Saul was vaguely worried.
His soul was always restless to stay in his body, and as an otherworldly visitor he was a little worried that his body was going to give up the ghost.
Little Algae didn't know what had happened yet, it just suddenly realized that its master had fallen to the ground.
It touched Sol's forehead with its black tentacles and found nothing unusual, it seemed to be just sleeping.
This kind of thing happened in the Sorcerer's Tower as well.
But they hadn't even left Ralph's Manor yet, wasn't it a little too big-hearted to go to sleep now?
Completely unable to wake up Saul's little algae panicked.
The castle continued to collapse, even gradually spreading to the garden, and every now and then a stone flew over and landed beside Saul.
Algae can easily whip away a stone, but does not know how to wake up his master.
Just as the simple-minded Komoro was at a loss for words, Saul was preparing to return to his body in a way that mimicked the erosion map, as he had done before.
However, he had only just taken a step when he suddenly saw a shadow gradually spreading and expanding beneath his feet.
The shadow quickly engulfed the lawn, the garden, and his own body ...
Did something incomparably huge appear behind him?
As if uncontrollably, Saul turned his head, and he saw the shadow for what it was.
Surprisingly, it was the foamy, twisted soul in the basement.
It stood like a skyscraper at that moment,
"What the hell is this ... "Saul couldn't help his inner curiosity and stopped to observe for a moment on the strength of the diary's lack of hints.
Strangely enough, when he faced the abnormal spirit body in front of him, which had swelled hundreds of times, in his soul posture, he didn't hear anyone murmur anymore.
Just as Saul was considering whether to run now or wait for the diary prompt, the topsy turvy spirit body suddenly shattered into countless powders, and then began to rotate under the pull ... of an unknown force!
That look is so familiar.
Saul drew in a breath of cold air, he actually saw a huge storm of souls on the surface!
The soul storm is spinning faster and faster, transforming into a tornado, whistling and circling, with a ferocious aura that wants to stir heaven and earth into it.
Only this majestic soul storm seemed to be visible only to Saul, and its ferocious aura could not affect reality.
Even the tree branches a few meters away from the storm were only slightly shaking with the raindrops.
One side of the storm was shocking, while the other side of the storm was quiet.
The two were as if separated by a dimensional wall.
The soul fragments tumbled and swirled, occasionally a few pieces flew out of the range of the storm, and were pulled back inside the storm by traction.
In Saul's eyes, the fragments that were thrown out but had to be pulled back in were like a drowning person.
They struggled desperately, constantly sticking their heads out of the water, but in the end, they could only remain powerless and silent.
Saul only glanced at them and felt his scalp tingle. He was obviously still in the state of a soul, but he had already felt the cold of deep winter.
"Regardless of how this soul storm was formed, don't be curious." Although he was really attracted by the mysterious soul storm again, Saul still tried to keep his sanity.
Reason told him that curiosity killed the cat.
No longer hesitating and abandoning his curiosity, Saul began to walk.
One step, two steps, three steps ...
Just at the moment Saul was about to step back into his body, a huge suction force instantly jerked Saul out of place.
He could only watch as his body moved further and further away from him.
The spiritual body was pulled, rising higher and higher, and the flowers and trees under his feet became pocket-sized.
Saul looked horrified at the Death Wizard's diary, but the diary remained silent.
"The diary is malfunctioning?" This thought was all that could flash through Saul's mind.
In the next second, he was caught in a huge soul storm.
The human voice that he had just heard once in the basement resounded through his brain once again. Accompanying these voices was a picture ...
It was as if Saul had traveled through hundreds of people at once!
Birth, growth, love, hatred, family, war, money, death ...
In a few breaths, Saul experienced the joy of life and the sadness and terror of death of all of them.
Such a ponderous influx of conscious emotions instantly caused Saul to lose consciousness.
...
Holding his harp in both hands, Victor stood in the very center of the storm, in the quietest eye of the storm, tilting his head to admire the spectacular and terrifying view overhead.
"After all these years, there are finally new pages forming again." He had a smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.
"The world of wizards is always filled with death, but how much better can it be anywhere else?"
Victor lifted his harp and played softly.
"Who can speculate on the vagaries of this fate, the living and the dead will be with ... on this night."
No one heard the song over the storm, but someone still noticed something different about Ralph's estate.
An eagle's whistle pierced the sky.
The cloudy clouds in the distant sky were actually split in two by it!
Victor sensed the strange change in the outside world and slowly put down his harp, "Someone is coming over? The commotion is really too big. Luckily it's about time."
He opened his arms and spread his hands upwards.
Tiny white crystals flew out from his palms and flew above his head to form a brilliant nebula.
The moment the nebula formed, the violent storm around him came to an abrupt end.
Time and space seemed to stop at this moment, and the hundreds of meters high giant storm that was gradually expanding began to rapidly compress.
The huge storm of souls was collected into the nebula above Victor's head in the blink of an eye.
The nebula began to rotate at an accelerated speed, while constantly changing its shape.
It all happened so fast that it was like an image that had been fast played hundreds of times.
There was a stark contrast between one movement and the other with Victor, who was quietly observing below.
Finally, the nebula stopped moving and compressed again in a flash.
When the light dissipated, what appeared before Victor was a golden page.
The page was only the size of two palms, and although it was golden in color, it didn't have the cold hardness of metal, but instead was as delicate and soft as a baby's skin.
Seeing the golden book page, Victor finally revealed a pleasant smile.
He stretched out his hands, incomparably respectful and expectant, waiting for the golden pages to fall into his palms.
However, the golden page that was slowly falling suddenly trembled, and then – in the blink of an eye – disappeared!
This was completely out of Victor's expectation.
The golden pages of the book just plainly and without warning ...
disappeared!
His handsome face was instantly twisted and hideous.
Huge spiritual power suddenly enveloped the entire Ralph Manor and its surroundings.
The original manor that was still quite gorgeous was as if it had endured hundreds of years of rain, snow, and wind, instantly falling into disrepair.
The nearby plants also dried up and withered in an instant, just like the end of the world.
But this extremely destructive spiritual power came fast and went even faster.
The anger on Victor's face turned into disbelief.
"Strange, the lifeforms around here all feel weak, unlike an existence that can shake the pages of a book, huh?"
No unusual magic or spiritual power was found, but that was the most unusual thing!
"It's impossible for the pages of the book to disappear for no reason. It suddenly broke away from my control could it be ... No, it must be ..."
Viktor's mouth opened wide, a pair of eyes glaring round, his expression was ridiculous, no longer having the original melancholic temperament.
But he couldn't care about half of his demeanor at this time.
"... must be ..." His voice was trembling, no, his whole body was trembling.
"It must be that the master has appeared!"
(End of chapter)