Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 629: Overestimating Yourself!

However, after struggling for a long time, Saul didn’t wait for Ophelia to act.

Clark pulled Saul’s face closer and said to him like a dream whisper: “Are you waiting for Ophelia to help her?”

Saul was stunned, his feigned struggling immediately stopped, and he stared intently at Clark.

“Do you think that just because fourth-rank wizard Ophelia can enter the Borderland, others can’t?”

“There are other fourth-rank wizards who came in too? Aren’t they afraid this place will collapse?” Saul twisted his neck, which suddenly became thin like a hair strand, drilling out from between Clark’s fingers.

Clark showed a surprised look and lowered his head to look at his own hand.

“You didn’t use mental power, yet you could directly transform and escape… Did you combine your soul with your flesh? You’re really not afraid of death.”

After breaking free from Clark, Saul’s body had already returned to normal.

Blood-Soul Fusion was indeed a very dangerous magical transformation, otherwise Ann’s Bloodrose family wouldn’t have declined so quickly.

But Saul’s initial Soul-Devouring Resin transformation itself had steps to combine soul with blood, which was very compatible with Blood-Soul Fusion transformation.

After Saul freed himself from Clark’s restraints, he immediately shouted at the motionless Pei’er: “Lady Ophelia, whatever the reason, you can’t just let Pei’er be devoured by Clark’s nightmare, can you?”

Pei’er’s body trembled slightly, as if Ophelia was preparing to act.

However, Clark just moved his lips, silently mouthing a few words to Ophelia.

Then he made a sound, “I know what you came here to do. I only want the Wind Sprite’s soul, you can still use her body… You wouldn’t want the balance to be broken, would you?”

Pei’er’s body actually became calm again.

Not knowing what conditions Clark had offered Ophelia, she actually didn’t even care about her own sister!

As soon as the words fell, Saul felt extremely powerful mental power fluctuations coming from behind him.

These mental power fluctuations were very familiar, clearly belonging to Clark in front of him.

But now his mental power was coming from behind.

Saul turned around sharply and immediately met eyes with Clark, who had narrowed his eyes.

The other party had somehow come behind him without his notice.

“Indeed, relying on others doesn’t work. In the end, you still have to rely on yourself!”

Saul no longer hesitated and immediately tried to forcibly drag Clark into his Mental Battlefield.

However, the other party’s mental power was as solid as a mountain, and Saul couldn’t move him at all.

Not only that, after releasing his mental power, Saul also felt intense drowsiness.

His eyelids immediately became as heavy as if filled with mercury, almost unhesitatingly seeking his lower eyelids.

In the state between sleep and wakefulness, Saul vaguely heard Clark’s voice, cold as winter.

“Never attack someone of higher rank than you, even though your mental power is strong enough to move even me.”

“Let me see what exactly gave you such special talent.”

Lucy beside them wanted to speak but hesitated. She knew that although her great-grandfather was Thunder Lord Alick, the chairman of the Stargate Council, at this moment, being only second-rank, she still had no voice.

Among wizards pursuing knowledge and power, only one’s own strength could earn true respect.

Saul had a dream.

In the dream, he was aging in reverse.

He saw the scene when he first entered the Borderland.

But this scene quickly disappeared.

Time reversed, turning into flowing light.

In the flowing light, Saul saw himself communicating with Caugust’s Shaya.

But this image also quickly distorted and stretched into the distance.

He saw himself fighting under the wizard tower, and Keli running frantically toward him.

These images also didn’t stay long.

He passed through Blue Water Bay, crossed Hanging Valley, left Ralph’s Manor, returned to the wizard tower, back to the day he first took the apprentice test.

Sid, sitting in front of him, laughed loudly, “Two opposing elements? You really just wrote whatever.”

Nick beside him didn’t speak, just quietly watched Saul.

Saul saw himself reach for the puppet doll in the middle.

He remembered that at this time, he was determined to faint during the mental power test.

Although he wasn’t clear why fainting would let him escape the magic test and survive, the diary didn’t say this wouldn’t work, which meant it “would work”!

The next second, Saul found himself entering his weak body from that time, staring intently at the puppet doll.

And those familiar “save me” and the “kill me” mixed within.

Soon, Saul felt dizzy and uncomfortable all over, as if someone had stuck their hand into his brain matter and kept stirring, causing all his nerves to be pulled and torn.

He really wanted to look away, but told himself to persist.

As long as he persisted, he could survive.

Gradually, darkness began to invade his brain, numbness quietly crept up from his spine.

“That’s enough…” Saul thought, “I’m about to faint.”

But just then, an abrupt voice that seemed to come from his own body spoke up.

“Are you really going to faint? But your limit is far beyond this.”

The puppet’s screaming had changed.

The “save me” voices disappeared, all becoming dense “kill me! Kill me!”

The strange voice inside continued, “You want to faint only because you want to faint. But now, you don’t want to faint anymore.”

Pain and darkness both retreated, and Saul suddenly widened his eyes.

Sid and Nick, who were waiting to watch the show, both stood up from their seats.

Their gazes at Saul gradually changed from shock to fear.

And the sound from the puppet doll also changed.

“Kill me! Kill me! Gorsa… kill me!”

“Gorsa…” Saul unconsciously repeated, “Kill me…”

“Kill me! Kill me! Gorsa… killed me again!”

“…killed… me again?”

Saul was stunned, suddenly curious about what “again” meant.

Then he found himself actually leaving the wizard tower where he was being tested, arriving at a grassy field.

“Where is this now?”

Saul turned around in place.

The sunlight was just right, tender green grass dotted with tiny white flowers.

A gentle breeze came, and the flowers and grass lowered themselves as if greeting Saul.

“Brother Saul, Brother Saul…”

A silver butterfly appeared from somewhere, spinning and approaching Saul like a flower petal dancing in the wind.

Everything was as beautiful as a dream.

However, the sky suddenly became overcast with thunder rumbling, as if something terrible was about to happen.

And Penny’s joyful dance immediately lost its composure and happiness, with fear trembling in its voice.

“Brother Saul, Brother Saul, someone wants to eat me, quickly help me hide!”

Saul immediately spoke, “Penny, quickly hide in my dream!”

Penny obediently listened and immediately flew into Saul’s forehead.

Then yellow sand swept between heaven and earth, and visibility dropped to less than one meter in an instant.

Coarse sand particles hit Saul’s skin like countless steel knives constantly cutting him.

That voice from the bottom of his heart spoke again.

“So you hid the Nightmare Butterfly in your own dream. Heh, truly exceptionally talented and incredibly confident.”

“To play with your own dreams in front of a Dreammaker?”

“Overestimating yourself!”

(End of Chapter)