Chapter 280: This is Death

Chapter 280 This is Death
“There’s no …… no cap ……” Kismet said as if he were sleepwalking, “That’s not really a page. ”

“So?” Sol smiled, “That’s great! I couldn’t be sure of that before, I was being cautious with it all.”

Kismet stared at Saul in a daze, his mouth involuntarily spitting out, “Is the Wizard Tower …… so dangerous?”

Before Saul could answer, Kismet suddenly stomped on the ground with both feet, and the whole person retreated three meters.

“Boom–“

In the next second, a silver-colored, wide version of a huge sword almost stuck to the tip of his nose and plunged into the earth beneath his feet.

“It’s you silver hair again! Don’t run away if you have the guts to fight me properly!”

What followed was Kira’s imposing stance and that not-at-all-ladylike speech.

Kismet held his harp in his arms and smiled as he looked at Kira’s female God of War, who had inserted herself hard in front of himself and Thor.

“How ungraceful to fight, how about this, Ms. Kira, let me play a song for you?”

The only thing that responded to him was Kira’s valiant gesture as she drew her greatsword from the ground and swung it at Kismet once again.

And when Kira drew his sword and slashed forward, Kismet’s figure suddenly burst back, Kira did not delay for a moment, the big sword that slashed the air directly wheeled around and attacked again.

But Kismet has never fought back, just keep retreating.

In the two people you fight me to escape, until the figure almost disappeared in the sky, Saul almost can not see what they have run to.

At that moment, a huge glow suddenly erupted in the distance, causing him who was looking out to close his eyes and turn his head sideways.

Even so, that light still shook Saul’s eyes for a while.

“A very powerful light attribute sorcery, but it doesn’t seem to be very offensive.” When Sol slowed down, he realized that Kismet and Kira were no longer visible in the distance.

It was unknown where they had fought again.

Inexplicably, there was nothing left for him.

Saul turned his head, looking toward the old madman still lying unconscious on the ground in the distance, and suddenly sighed.

In any case, I’m afraid that the old madman will have to stay mad in the future.

Perhaps in his memories, his sister was still lying on his back, fleeing with him to a faraway place.

Saul cast a mage’s hand, palm up, and held the unconscious old madman in his hand.

With that, the desert was filled with two more figures, one horizontal and one vertical, traveling towards the blood-colored town of Mill Sail.

As Thor walked, he turned his head to look at the Death Wizard Diary.

As he gazed, the diary flew from his left shoulder to his face.

The diary seemed to have become more obedient since the last time he built a consciousness platform.

Now that there was only Saul and a commoner in the vicinity, he recalled the conversation he had just had with Kismet, and his mind wandered.

“Into the past? If I understand correctly, Kismet is trying to get me to use the divine aberration of ‘observing the past’ on the diary, which will affect my connection with the diary.”

The diary did not veto Sol’s idea.

It added to his confidence.

Though Kismet’s purpose was unknown, Saul judged his words to be mostly credible.

Especially with the diary, if Saul could learn about the diary’s past, wouldn’t that also mean he’d be able to unlock more information about the diary and strengthen the connection between the two?

Saul raised his left hand and a bit of silver light began to condense in his palm, which gradually solidified and finally transformed into a silver mirror.

He looked at himself in the mirror and didn’t notice any change in his eyes.

But when he let his spiritual power flow through his eyes, and the slightest bit of cool air emerged from his pupils, he saw a bit of silver radiance suddenly appear in his eyes.

Unlike Penny’s eyes that were as bright as the Milky Way, the little bit of light in Saul’s pitch-black pupils was like the North Star in the middle of the night, although it was only a little bit, it was extremely eye-catching.

Since he had made a decision, Saul no longer wasted the moment and immediately turned his head to look at the diary.

But just as his eyes landed on the diary, he felt a “boom”, as if something had exploded in his mind.

A sharp pain in his heart directly caused his legs to go limp, almost falling to his knees.

However, when he really couldn’t support himself and stopped the operation of his spiritual power, the pain suddenly disappeared again. Immediately afterward, the world was constantly alternating between light and darkness, the climatic environment around him was constantly changing, and time was moving forward or backward at an extremely fast speed.

The desert grew grass, filled with spring water, and turned into a dense forest; the forest withered and faded again, the water level sank, and finally returned to the dry earth again.

Just as Saul gradually lost himself in the cycle of time, the world in front of him changed again.

It was as if he suddenly changed his perspective and changed his form, from the original one to an unknown existence.

But there was still the Death Wizard Diary in front of him, only it was exceptionally close to him. It was as if a severely nearsighted person who didn’t wear glasses could only come up to a distance of less than ten centimeters from the paper in order to read the words on it.

At this time, there was an exquisite silver-colored feather pen that suddenly landed on the side of his face, and one could vaguely see the quill being held loosely by a hand.

As his fingers exerted force, the tip of the feather quill dropped a line of text on the diary.

Saul didn’t recognize any of the words that fell on the diary, but as soon as the first word fell, Saul noticed that the image in front of the diary changed.

What started out as a few nesting birds in the forest suddenly fell from between the branches to the ground.

It was followed by a small deer strolling through the forest, suddenly falling to its knees with weak knees, and then collapsing on its side, its eyes staring blankly into the air.

Another line fell.

Saul saw the town, which was still bustling with activity, suddenly quiet. People walking on the road, cooking at home, working in the stores, all fell to the ground.

Their eyes were still open, looking in the direction they had been looking when they fell to the ground, the expression that had remained on their faces a second before had not yet disappeared.

Whether they were joyful, sad, or indifferent, they had become effigies.

The quill did not stop, it continued to write.

Next the perspective changed again, the mountains crumbled and the flood waters poured in. At one time the land was bare, at another time the paths were frozen. Finally the continents split and the corpses were everywhere.

The diary takes Saul’s perspective and plummets high into the sky.

He saw the world fall silent.

Both the animate and the inanimate eventually fall into silence.

The light was fading a little, and the darkness actually ceased to exist.

Saul looked mesmerized and couldn’t help but ask, “What is this?”

Suddenly a voice with no rise or fall sounded from within.

“This is death.”

Thor shuddered, then stumbled and fell to the ground.

“Bang! Bang!”

The first sound was that he didn’t react in the slightest and directly fell to the ground. Fortunately, Saul’s skin all around his body had been modified and was very tough, so he wouldn’t get hurt from it.

The second sound, was that he failed to continue to maintain his magic output, the mage’s hand disappeared, and the old madman floating in mid-air fell to the ground with it.

Saul hadn’t fully regained his senses yet, he simply rolled over and used a comfortable position to lie on the ground for a while longer.

As for the old madman, I think he was also used to sleeping on the ground.

“I just managed to see the death of a world. Could that be the past that the diary witnessed?”

However, when he thought of the image where the silver feather pen fell first and the world died later, he had a feeling of fear again.

It seemed that the death of the world was caused by the very diary.

“The diary can’t really be that powerful, right? If the diary really had such terrifying power, then how could his master stop at just the fourth rank?”

“By the way, this information was speculated by Ralph, then it’s probably still being misled by Kismet.”

“What level of existence is the diary, and why did it choose me as its master?”

As Sol thought of this, he subconsciously looked over his left shoulder.

In an instant, he crawled up in a flash, a look of panic finally appearing on his face.

“Where’s my diary?!”

(End of chapter)