Chapter 602 – Advancing to the Second Order!

Chapter 602 – Advancing to the Second Order!

Only blood was seen drilling into the interior of the woman’s skull along the slit in her brow.

Instantly a powerful third-order pressure erupted, just as the old witch had felt last time in the Pure Spirit Witch Tower.

This was surprisingly the wind demon’s pressure!

Who the hell was this woman?
Could it be that she was the Wind Demon?
But if she is the Wind Demon, why did she appear in my Magic Mirror?

The old witch felt confused.

A thought gradually rose in her mind.

“Why is it that every time I look into the magic mirror, I don’t have any reaction when I see a human face in it? Why did I just take it for granted that I saw it as a contamination of the spirit by the magic mirror? But never thought of its other possibilities?”

The old witch only felt as if something had lifted some of the fog in her head, which she had been blind to.

Only parts of it remained, preventing her from figuring things out.

And in the old witch’s daze, the wind demon had already waved her hand, controlling the woman whose entire body was covered with cracks like a porcelain doll to stand up.

And just as that woman got up, she walked forward with her eyes closed like she was sleepwalking.

As she got a little bit closer, the air around her began to emit a burst of blasting sound.

It was as if the air was being compressed and then violently released.

And at the same time, the rocks, dirt, and other debris mixed in under her feet and around her floated up into the air a little bit, and were crushed into powder by an inexplicable force.

Wind Demon barely managed to control the sleeping woman, and fortunately, she didn’t need to control it for long.

At best, the old hag was just a very powerful Second Order, and she was nothing in front of a Third Order.

With just a little bit of residual power, she could be squeezed into a meat pie.

As soon as the old hag died, she would immediately reseal the woman and then go out to kill the young hag outside who should still be wandering around in the dream world in passing.

That would just about fulfill Lord Clarke’s account as well.

Killing a little wizard who dared to trespass on his territory was a normal reaction, and the power behind that little wizard couldn’t say anything if they knew about it.

Thinking about this, the wind demon was quite happy. Originally, she hadn’t been able to find a suitable opportunity to make a move on Saul. She didn’t expect the other party to be so indolent that he dared to kill in for a magic storage pool that couldn’t be publicized.

Wind Demon didn’t even know whether to praise the other party’s guts or be helpless at his intelligence.

On this side, the wind demon had already imagined the scene where he entered the third stage through the magic pool and completely stabilized his position, but on the other side, the old hag had not been turned into puree after a long time.

“What’s going on?” Wind Demon looked over in dismay, but saw that the woman had already walked up to the old hag, while the land and stones around them had all turned into powder.

Even the solid stone wall above their heads, which was protected by a witchcraft spell formation, had cracks appearing.

“The pressure is still there, but why didn’t it kill the old hag?”

Wind Demon’s gaze finally landed on the severed finger swaying behind the old hag’s head.

“Could it be because of the broken finger that the old hag stole? How could she have tamed the broken finger so quickly?”

However, the wind demon didn’t know that the old hag’s brain was also in chaos at this time.

She just stared at the woman in front of her, as if something was about to rush out of her brain, as if the fog that had been covering her eyes was about to be dispersed.

But it was always so close.

Just a little bit closer.

She could never figure out what she was wondering, who was the person in front of her, who was the person in the mirror?

Who was she …… again?

At the very same time, Saul’s entire body had been completely immersed in the magic storage pool.

Although it was said to be immersed, there was actually no liquid in the magic storage pool at all.

A large amount of pure magic power was conducted through the four second-ranked sorcerers’ bodies into the Magic Prohibition Pool. The concentration of magic inside the pool reached dozens of times that of the outside world in a short period of time.

And Saul also cooperated by stretching his whole body’s spiritual and magical power without any resistance, letting these pure magical power enter his body little by little.

The magic storage pool prepared by the wind demon herself was much more advanced than the one prepared by Saul himself in terms of the choice of materials such as the magic crystals that supplied the magic power.

This greatly accelerated the speed of Saul’s absorption of magic power.

Slowly, Saul felt that the magic power in his body reached saturation.

But saturation was actually the beginning of advancement.

He continued to absorb magic power, and then slowly and carefully mobilized the Death Wizard’s Diary within his spirit.

Once the diary began to respond to his call, Saul slowly closed his eyes.

He voluntarily entered a half-asleep state.

But it wasn’t the same as Penny’s dream cruise; it was his own dream he was entering.

In a trance, Saul saw a thin line floating in the air.

The thin line curved, one end disappearing into an unseen part of his head, and one end circling around Saul a few times before disappearing into a dark corner as well.

Saul had seen a thin line like this before.

Once at the bottom of the deep sea in Blue Water Bay, when he was absorbing those glowing soul fragments, he had once seen the thread that strung these soul fragments together. At that time, he wanted to touch those thin threads, but was stopped by the diary.

The other time was in Archaeust, where he had seen similar thin threads on top of the heads of many ordinary people and sorcerers who had become bizarre.

But this thin line in front of him was different from anything he had seen before.

Saul knew that this was the thread that belonged to him.

The thread that encircled him, but did not touch him.

Thor reached out his hands in realization, ignoring the various alarms his body was sending out due to magical overload.

This time the diary had no warning.

This time he grabbed a handful of the thin threads in front of him.

However, just as his fingertips touched the thin thread, the latter, as if it had suddenly come to life, tried to escape like a loach, trying to break free from Saul’s bonds.

Saul felt the pain as if his fingers were cut by the thin thread, but his consciousness clearly told him that his hands were intact.

He endured the pain as well as the agony as if his whole body was going to explode, and used all his strength to pull the thin thread closer to his forehead.

I don’t know how long it took, as if there was a century.

Saul finally pressed the thin thread to his brow.

At that very moment, the thin thread that had just been trying to escape suddenly changed its attitude.

It directly turned around and rushed into Saul’s brain!
Boom!!!
Countless dynamic images suddenly appeared in front of Saul’s eyes, which were running at high speeds in front of Saul.

He looked to the left.

On the left was Camus discussing the problem with him.

Further to the left.

Is he who has just been imprisoned by the old witch.

Looking into the distance, the image appeared clearly in his mind regardless of the distance; it was the Witch Tower Battle, where he killed Kujin.

In the extreme distance, he saw himself again, pushing a sweeper and walking through the Sorcerer’s Tower at night.

……

“That’s my past.”

Saul withdrew his gaze and looked to his right.

Yet the image on the right was not as clear as the left.

The characters and scenery in it were changing at a speed that the naked eye could barely catch, sometimes changing so much that the image all but disappeared into darkness, to be topped by the image behind it.

“Is that my future?”

Saul’s mind perked up, and the physical pain seemed to have left him.

He struggled to see his future.

But most of the images changed too quickly, and no matter how much he tried to control the flow of these images with his consciousness, it had no effect.

They evolved on their own, not caring what Saul thought.

“No, it’s so hard to see it once, I can’t just give up.”

Saul tried to observe, looking for any picture that he could make out.

But at the same time, he felt that the world in front of him was becoming blurry.

He knew that he was about to complete his advancement.

It also meant that he was about to leave his dream world.

Saul quickly skimmed the right side of the screen.

Finally, as he was about to break out of this dream, he finally saw a clearer picture.

He saw himself riding a giant bird, swooping down, and disappearing into the choppy black waves!
The black sea kicked up even more waves from his entry.

Amidst the ebb and flow of the wind and waves, countless white pages of books gushed out from the bottom of the sea and were thrown high into the air by the waves.

For a moment, the world seemed to be snowing ……

In the next moment, Saul opened his eyes.

The magic power and spiritual power, after being extremely compressed, finally broke through the confinement under the guidance of the locator!

Feeling the surging magic power in his body and the mental power that seemed to be tough after a thousand hammers, Saul finally revealed a smile.

Now, he entered the second rank!
I’m very sorry for taking a day off and ending up breaking for two days.

I probably got too high from traveling and accidentally got overly tired.

I was surprised to come home sick and slept for a long time.

I’m still running a low fever, but I’m doing better. I’ll do one more first, and then put down another chapter tonight.

(End of chapter)