The mont the pentagram pattern appeared in Saul's spiritual body, he already understood the essence of this advancent thod.
The diary's previous master had given this advancent thod an apt na.
Death Weaving.
"So this is how fourth-rank wizards differ from third-rank wizards..."
Saul stood in place dazedly, still rapidly digesting the knowledge that had entered his brain along with the pentagram.
If the difference between third-rank and second-rank wizards lay in different degrees of power utilization, then the gap between fourth-rank and third-rank wizards was even more exaggerated.
It was a level transition where even life forms had changed.
Because fourth-rank wizards... were almost immortal.
This immortality was fundantally different from the longevity of third-rank wizards.
Although third-rank wizards didn't need to worry about dying of old age—they could always supplent their naturally aging bodies by absorbing and converting external forces—they could still be devoured, polluted, and eliminated.
But fourth-rank wizards were different.
Even if completely polluted or blasted to smithereens, they had ways to completely recover.
Only such tenacious vitality could bear more profound knowledge and more dangerous power.
But each fourth-rank wizard's thod of resurrection was also their fatal weakness.
If other strong beings grasped the key to their revival, fourth-rank wizards could also fall completely.
The stage of advancing from third to fourth rank was actually when a high-rank wizard transford themselves into an immortal form.
And their thod of resurrection, or rather fatal weakness, would be fixed during this advancent transformation process.
Therefore, every fourth-rank wizard would carefully hide their advancent thod.
Unless they had already completed fifth-rank advancent.
That Kist could obtain the "Death Weaving" advancent thod clearly ant the diary's previous master had already advanced to fifth rank.
However, had Kist seen the contents of the scroll?
Saul glanced at Kist across from him. The latter was smiling cheerfully, seemingly waiting for Saul's questions.
But Saul didn't acknowledge him and continued interpreting the Death Weaving represented by the pentagram.
The so-called Death Weaving ant the diary's previous master had created multiple large-scale deaths and, through pentagram formations, gathered these death forces onto his own destiny.
The pentagram ant he had created horrific massacres at five locations and imprisoned the nurous vengeful spirits obtained from the slaughter. The death aura produced by these vengeful spirits would be connected by the pentagram, and all the linked death forces would be gathered onto the caster.
Therefore, this thod was also called "Death Weaving."
Under the influence of Death Weaving, the caster's life form would gradually change from a normal body to a dark form suffused with death force.
At the sa ti, he would increasingly enjoy death and disregard life.
Advancing to fourth rank through this thod was extrely difficult.
Besides creating massive slaughter, how to accept death aura while not being polluted by the resentnt within was the first thing the caster had to consider.
But the diary's previous master had used the diary to avoid the greatest side effect of "Death Weaving."
What bore all this death aura was the Dead Wizard's Diary that Saul now possessed.
The diary would gladly accept the pollution within the death aura and provide the pure power the diary's master needed.
It was by borrowing the diary's power that the previous master had relatively easily beco a fourth-rank wizard, and his strength was quite formidable among fourth-rank wizards of that era.
To kill a fourth-rank wizard who had advanced through this thod, one would need to eliminate all vengeful spirits on the pentagram and ensure no new deaths occurred at the pentagram's points.
This way, the wizard cut off from death sources would lose their resurrection ability.
Saul closed his eyes, finished organizing the knowledge he had received, then opened his eyes to see Kist still standing across from him.
"Did you also use this thod to advance to fourth rank?"
Kist shook his head. "I'm not the diary's master."
It seed only those recognized by the diary could use this advancent thod.
However...
Saul didn't plan to advance entirely according to the diary's forr master's thod.
He wasn't soone who enjoyed slaughter.
Moreover, pure Death Weaving might not necessarily be more advanced than the fate lines he had seen.
But the "Death Weaving" Kist had brought was definitely knowledge that ordinary wizards couldn't access.
"It must have been hard to obtain this. Thank you."
Saul put away the pentagram.
But Kist seed very interested in Saul's choice.
"Cute little master brother, may I ask where you want to choose your first location?"
Saul said warily, "Don't interfere in this matter."
His opponent raised both hands. "Don't worry, don't worry. Since this concerns your advancent, I definitely won't cause trouble."
Saul continued warning him, "Including unauthorized independent actions."
"Yes, yes, no independent actions."
Only after getting Kist's guarantee did Saul tell him his destination.
"I'm going to Caugust."
Kist imdiately widened his eyes excitedly. "You're going to steal the Inverted Tree?"
"Not steal, but ask for a new sprout." Saul corrected.
Kist smiled with narrowed eyes, clearly not believing Saul's words at all.
But he quickly beca serious again and solemnly told Saul, "As a forr mber of the diary, I suggest you place the pentagram's final point at the Stargate Council."
"The Stargate Council?"
"Mm-hmm, I guarantee that whatever you want to do, going there won't be a loss. But the prerequisite is you must go there last."
Saul snorted coldly, thinking, "Both Kist and the diary like being riddlers. But going to the Stargate Council last—is Kist certain that massive changes will occur there?"
"Understood," Saul walked toward the manor's exit. "I'll carefully consider your suggestion."
Kist watched Saul's back without speaking.
When Saul walked out the door and looked back again, the hall was already empty.
Even the two dancing corpses were gone.
As if nothing had happened and no one had appeared here.
Saul gripped the scroll in his hand, his figure flashed, and he also disappeared from the spot.
...
A pale yellow giant bird soared through the sky.
Looking from above, it was just an ordinary, even sowhat attractive large bird.
But if one changed perspective and looked from below the giant bird, one would be horrified to discover this bird had no feet, only over a dozen long whiskers hanging down like a centipede's, constantly curling and stretching in the wind.
After flying for a while, the clouds in the sky suddenly thickened and darkened.
The sky beca extrely gloomy.
A bolt of lightning almost grazed Saul as it struck the earth, with thunderous roars echoing endlessly.
"Tsk, lightning." Saul clicked his tongue, his skin instantly contracting all over his body, becoming a black skeleton.
The thunder grew denser, with torrential rain.
Through gaps in the dark clouds, a city appeared on the land below.
In the city's center stood a magnificent palace, ancient and imposing, standing firm in the wind and rain.
After another blindingly bright white flash, a black shadow suddenly appeared before Saul.
The figure was also sparking with electricity, standing in mid-air with both arms like two giant horse-cutting sabers.
She was imposing, her voice loud as thunder.
"May I ask if you're passing through the Kema Duchy or visiting on business?"
Saul adjusted his hood, and when he raised his head again, his face had returned to its original appearance.
He smiled and said, "Lady Kira, long ti no see. I'm passing through the Kema Duchy and stopped by to visit an old friend."
(End of Chapter)
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