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Chapter 168: Evil Thoughts

Saul stood up so violently that the chair behind him fell to the floor with a bang.

Angela, who was already distracted, was startled, and a pair of big, moist, transparent eyes appeared on the top of the page, flickering like a frightened deer.

She is fifteen years old this year, the beginning of a young girl style, in a crowd of sorcerer apprentices, appearance is very conspicuous.

It was a pity that beauty was not worth much in the wizarding world, and softness would only be a reason for others to attack you.

Watching Saul walk around the table of the lab bench and step by step towards herself, Angela's eyes gradually changed from puzzled to wary.

She stood up, a short black wand already picked up in her hand, "Saul, what do you want?"

Saul grimaced and stared at Angela's exposed white neck without speaking.

Angela was getting more and more nervous, Saul's expression was completely different from just now, like a different person.

She quickly lowered her head and looked at her left hand, and instantly her face changed drastically, she backed up in panic, and the chair behind her was knocked aside.

Anguita raised her short wand and held it tightly with both hands, the tip of the wand trembling uncontrollably, "Saul, I think there's something wrong with your current state, are you still conscious right now? I will notify the card ... ah now!"

Halfway through Angela's words, Saul suddenly lunged over.

She no longer hesitated and immediately inspired her short wand, a black light shot from one end of the short wand towards Saul's face. The black light transformed into an octopus in mid-air and opened up violently, blocking Saul's dodge route from eight angles.

But Saul didn't want to dodge at all, he flung his hand, and a translucent worm flew out and hit the black octopus at once.

It was clearly an illusory worm body, but it directly slammed the black octopus to the side.

That black eight claws started to appear a broken hole in the air, really like a tender leaf being nibbled by a worm.

As soon as Angela saw that her sorcery was easily cracked, she knew that what Saul had just used was a 1st rank sorcery, but how could a 1st rank sorcery be inspired so quickly?

She stared wide-eyed, knowing that her sorcery props were no match for 1st rank sorcery, and the 1st rank sorcery she had mastered was also of the auxiliary type, with no other powerful means.

Angela turned around in a hurry and was about to grab a crystal ball on her side.

However, Angela had only just taken a step when her left foot was grabbed by a transparent hand, which pulled back with force, and her entire body fell to the ground with a thud.

"Mage's hand? Continuously casting spells! Doesn't he even need to calm his mental body?" Not caring about the pain on her body, Angela directly rolled over.

A sharp arrow materialized in front of Angela's forehead and instantly shot out.

At this time, Saul had already pounced straight up.

Looking at the Saul who jumped to the mid-air, Angela's heart was happy, the other party was unable to avoid at this time, the 1st level witchcraft was also used up, now she had a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Who expected that the next second, a black like python thick tentacles suddenly from the back of Saul's neck outstretched, a hand on the roll of the arrow.

Sol then landed on Angela and pressed her to the ground, her white bone palm pressed on Angela's face without the slightest bit of mercy, while her other hand took the sharp arrow handed over by Komo and ruthlessly stabbed at Angela's eyes.

"Oooooooooooo..." the black arrow tip quickly zoomed in front of her eyes, Angela's eyes widened in horror, unable to cry out, only able to whimper.

At the last moment, however, the sharp arrow hovered in front of Angela's pupil by a hair's breadth.

Saul threw away the arrow in his hand.

Because he had just exerted too much force, the arrow had shattered into several halves, spilling onto the ground with a crash.

Saul slowly stood up and let go of Angela with his palm, leaving lurid bone marks on the young girl's pretty white face.

His gaze slid over Angela's left hand, which had just been pitch black, but quickly returned to normal after Saul let go.

If not for Saul deliberately paying attention to this Angela's hand, I'm afraid that he would not be able to notice this change.

"Angela."

"Hmm?" Angela trembled as she climbed to her feet, and didn't dare to say no.

"I don't know why I'm suddenly so hungry, did you bring food?"

"I-I didn't ..."

"Forget it then." Saul returned to the lab bench and took the two books he had brought with him, as if the killing intent he had just felt was just an illusion on Angela's part.

Before closing the door, Saul glanced back at Angela, whose shoulders visibly shook.

The door closed with a thud.

Angela sat up in a hurry, her face full of grief and indignation, she panicked and found a short knife from the lab bench, her right hand raised the knife high, surprisingly, she was about to stab herself in her left arm.

However, her left hand instantly turned black and became bigger, dodging left and right, actually changing into the black tentacle shape just now, dodging Angela's attack and quickly wrapping around her right hand.

The tentacle contracted with force, and the muscles and bones of Angela's right hand let out a groan of being overwhelmed.

She could no longer hold the knife, and her fingers twisted. The knife fell to the ground with a clang.

Angela fell to her knees in dismay as her resistance was easily neutralized.

After a long time, she actually burst out laughing while shedding tears.

"How dare you influence him! Do you think he is some ordinary apprentice? There's no need for me to kill you, someone else will take care of you. Hahahahaha ..."

The left hand let go of Angela's right hand and changed back to its normal arm form.

Angela leaned back and looked at the shed roof of the lab, suddenly muttering and whispering again, "Your scapegoat has been captured, if it shows up again, they won't fall for it again."

At that moment, the door to the lab was suddenly pushed open again, poking out half of Saul's face.

Angela saw the face and immediately crawled back on her hands and knees in fear, but she quickly realized something was wrong and suddenly reacted by grabbing the pieces of her short wand from the floor and throwing them at the door.

"Scram! Look again and rip your face off!" The half of Sol's face immediately swooned like a water-soaked colored painting, the lines quickly blurring and finally dropping color into a white mask that shrank back into the door resentfully.

...

Thor clutched the two books and flew towards the East Tower.

Having just finished reading the story of the Nightmare Butterfly, Saul suddenly felt the same intense hunger as in his dream.

At first, he thought it was the book he was reading that had awakened the effects he had suffered in the nightmare.

But then he realized something was wrong.

If the book really had such a powerful influence, it wouldn't have been placed on the fourteenth shelf, but should have been hidden in the deepest part of the library.

Saul, whose mental power was so strong, was so obviously affected.

Wouldn't other apprentices go crazy in minutes if they read the book?

Saul resisted the maddening power while using semi-immersion to find the source of the abnormality.

Soon, he saw a thin black thread connecting his left hand to Angela's.

How dare Angela take a shot at him?

Saul laughed coldly in his heart, and immediately went along with that madness, pretending to be affected to eat Angela.

While he was fighting with Angela, that black thin line was still continuously exerting influences such as awe and confusion on Saul.

However after surviving the initial madness, Saul, whose mental body was running wild, was no longer affected.

Angela was continuously defeated, and the thin black thread shrunk back.

And as long as Saul stabbed the sharp arrow in his hand down, Angela would be dead.

But just as he was hesitating whether to make the death blow or not, Diary suddenly came out to stop him.

[Sol Calendar 316, May 3]

An invitation from the Thought of Evil to you.

You gladly accept to dance with it.

Just be careful not to damage its new body.

Or it will have to find a new one near you.

But what the poor Thought of Evil doesn't realize is that

But poor Thought of Evil doesn't know that there's a baby waiting to be born in that new body.

When the baby eats the innocent Thought of Evil.

It'll grow up to be a bad boy.

Guess what.

When you become the new host of the Devil's Nightmare Butterfly.

How long can you hold on to your sanity?

Will you end up as Golza's new stash or Rum's killer?

Angela cannot be killed!

As soon as the diary appeared, the anger that filled Saul's heart immediately subsided.

Angela really wasn't as simple as being schizophrenic.

I'm afraid that the thought of evil is the culprit.

The baby in Saul's body was naturally the cocoon of the Nightmare Butterfly, and if the cocoon transformed into a butterfly, even a full-fledged sorcerer would have to go crazy, Saul must not let the cocoon devour the Thought of Evil.

He temporarily spared Angela, but this matter would not end so simply.

Saul quickly arrived at the second floor of the East Tower, outside the second corpse room.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The door was quiet.

The reminder of the diary also indicated that the nightmare butterflies were about to hatch.

Perhaps with just a little more energy, the cocoon was about to grow into a butterfly.

The Death Sorcerer's diary only hinted at things of value, and the cocoon of the Nightmare Butterfly that had made it into its eyes was extraordinary, and if it was really allowed to turn into a butterfly, Saul didn't know if he could still suppress it with his own will.

"Elder Hayden, are you in there?" No one answered in the corpse room, and Saul knocked again.

The main door was locked, maybe Hayden hadn't come over yet.

Hayden didn't usually go to public classes or the lab, so maybe he was nestled in his dorm room if he wasn't here.

As Saul pondered whether or not to go to the other dorm room to block the person, the sound of a lock being opened suddenly rang out.

The scarlet door was opened a small crack, and half of Hayden's eyes were exposed.

Saul was all smiles, "Elder Hayden, I would like to ask for your help with a minor surgery."

Hayden's eyes rolled to the name tag on Saul's chest and immediately opened the door and poked his head out, "What does Senior Saul need me to do?"

It was a little awkward to call a kid who had entered the tower even later than he had, "Senior," but Hayden, who was still a first level apprentice at nearly thirty years old, had gotten used to that a long time ago.

Wizards, are honored by their strength.

"I'd like to ask you to take something out of my left eye. Of all the people I know, the one who is best at this kind of surgery is you."

Hayden, however, blushed and shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, no, I can't! Saul, I've never taken anything from a dead person, I've really never touched a living person."

"It's okay, I promise I'll move as much as the dead." Saul said sincerely.

Good New Year!

(End of chapter)