Chapter 49: The world is too beautiful to look at.

Chapter 49: This World Is Too Beautiful For Me To Look At

These days he refined the potion within his heart and based on the properties, ingredients, and reactions within it, he found the corresponding potion in the registration room.

Heart’s Guardian, which could help a dying person hold on for a day and a night.

The general principle was to continuously emit energy to keep the organ that was about to fail active.

This medicine was expensive as hell, and Saul couldn’t afford it even with the bag of magic crystals he got from Peggy.

It belonged to the kind of life-saving potion that a second level apprentice would have to buy for himself even if he dumped his family’s money.

But fortunately, although Saul couldn’t afford it, he could purify it.

It’s just that he got the heart still a little late, and after a day and night of experimental reaction, he only purified two or three drops of the less pure Heart’s Guardian.

But it was enough for a newcomer like him.

Saul opened the petri dish with one hand and directly leaned over and lowered his head to take a lick.

A stream of pure energy immediately drilled into his body from the tip of his tongue, as if it was a living thing.

It traveled down the throat, esophagus, stomach, intestines, and then took a turn and entered the left hand.

The pain in the left hand once again diminished until it disappeared a little.

With it came a feeling of vertigo.

Thor blinked, his feet disorganized, trying to move forward but backing up, and finally his weight faltered and he sat on his butt.

Unlike in the past, the vertigo was not unpleasant.

Instead, there was a blissful, floating feeling.

Like getting high.

“Hey.”

Saul involuntarily revealed a silly smile, and without resisting the vertigo, he smoothly lay backward, his whole body lying on the ground, staring at the ceiling above his head.

The ceiling began to spin, and it held its hands out at Saul, inviting him to dance.

Saul happily held out his hands to the ceiling, since he didn’t have to stand up to dance with the ceiling.

He felt like he was waltzing with the ceiling, or some other kind of graceful dance.

They were twirling together.

One circle, one circle, another circle.

He thought the ceiling was beautiful.

So much that he wanted to look down and kiss it.

Just as Saul was trying to stretch his neck, there was a loud thud that startled the ceiling.

Saul’s consciousness snapped back briefly and he looked sideways.

The scarlet door had been violently thrown open by someone, and bubbles of all colors poured in through the door.

Black, blue, white, purple, red, yellow, green, gray ……

So many bubbles, like a hundred giant bubble machines starting up at the same time, filled the room.

Into the bubbles walked a strange humanoid creature.

“Uh, Senior Byron?” Saul recognized the other person as Byron and tried to reach out in greeting, but couldn’t bring himself to do so.

And that Byron-senpai looked strange too.

Sol narrowed his eyes.

Both of Senior Byron’s arms had grown to the same side, and his eyes, mouth, and nose weren’t where they were supposed to be.

Ten fingers danced around the schoolmaster’s bare head, and the hair that had been there grew in place of the ears.

“Sol, wake up! You must wake up!”

The voice reached Saul’s ears, but for a moment he could not understand what it meant.

“Saul!”

“Sil-oh-er…”

Byron’s voice began to distort as well.

Saul finally realized that his perception of the entire world was going wrong.

He hastily shook his head hard.

However, as he moved, the entire world was also like water with soap, shaking out countless bubbles.

The entire corpse room was broken up.

Not only did Byron go from being oddly shaped to being in pieces, even Saul himself was not in his original position.

He saw his arms swimming in mid-air like small fish, his mouth still opening and closing as it floated by, and his two eyeballs staring at each other ……

“Nope! It’s all an illusion!”

Saul didn’t close his eyes to escape, nor did he shake his head again. Those were useless.

My eyes shouldn’t be in my field of vision right now if they’re really all flying.

Saul heard Byron’s muffled voice again.

“Gotta – win – um – hey… “

“What’s he saying?”

Saul thought back hard.

“That’s right, it’s, it’s positioning!”

Saul’s brain was spinning rapidly, and for a moment the world in front of him began to spin rapidly as well.

Saul also felt a strong vertigo.

“Orientation, I have to find something that can help me reorient my perception of the world.”

What was there, that was enough to immobilize Saul’s perception?
Desperately, his left eye swiveled to the left, desperately ……

Finally, Saul saw it.

Over what should have been his left shoulder, floating silently, was a hardback book.

The cover of the book suddenly floated in a few flowery words stamped in silver.

Saul was never taught those words, but he just recognized them.

Diary of a Death Wizard!

With the appearance of the diary, Saul’s left shoulder finally returned to its original position.

Then came the left chest, the left arm, the body, the neck, the lower limbs, the hands and feet, and the fur.

Everything in Saul finally returned to its original place, and the world in front of Saul’s eyes finally returned to normal.

He slowly got up from the ground and looked at Byron who was staring at him with a serious face.

“Senior, thank you for saving me.”

Another wound appeared at Byron’s throat, obviously just scratched to alert Saul now.

However, he was shaking his head at this moment, “It was you who saved you from yourself.”

He moved closer to Saul, sizing the man up from head to toe.

“How in the world did you do that? It’s amazing that you were able to accomplish such an insane transformation and still maintain your sanity.”

Byron’s mouth dropped open as he reached inside and pulled out a black crystal ball.

This one Saul recognized, a prop for testing magic power.

“Try it.”

Saul held up the crystal ball.

The black color inside the crystal ball was fading rapidly.

“11 Focus …… “Byron’s gaze was once again incredibly complicated as he looked at Saul like he was seeing someone who had won the jackpot the first time he bought a lottery ticket.

He knew that Saul was doing sorcerous body transformation, and even more or less contributed to it, but never thought that Saul would be able to explore such a successful transformation program on his own.

This transformation program must have been very dangerous, and the moment Byron saw Saul, he always felt that he was going to turn into a bubble and fly away.

Where was this a reaction to a witch body transformation?

It was clearly the look of a second level sorcerer apprentice’s consciousness collapsing.

But again, the black crystal ball clearly showed that Saul was indeed still a level one apprentice.

But how did he manage, before his consciousness collapsed, to find his locator?

Saul didn’t know that Byron had thought so much at this point, and as he watched the black crystal ball’s reaction, he jumped up in excitement.

After the previous period of hard meditation, Saul’s magic power was still only 4 joules, less than 5 joules.

However, after successfully transforming his left hand, the magic power was instantly raised to 11 joules.

Completing Mentor Katz’s requirements and still having most of a month’s free time left.

He could also feel that within his left hand, there was still a steady stream of energy transforming the rest of his body.

The magic power would surely increase again.

Not only that, but the biggest gain from this trip was his hardcover book.

Finally, I know the title of the book!
It was really the “Diary” that Cid had once muttered.

What kind of diary could have the terrifying ability to foretell death?

And how did Cid know about the existence of the diary?
“Sol.” Byron’s words interrupted Saul’s thoughts as he rubbed his hands together and blushed slightly, “Can you sell me this transformation formula?”

Abba Abba Abba ……

(End of chapter)