[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-diary-of-a-dead-wizard":3,"chapter-diary-of-a-dead-wizard-diary-of-a-dead-wizard-chapter-279":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Diary of a Dead Wizard",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1380800,1828,"Chapter 279: This is Death","diary-of-a-dead-wizard-chapter-279",279,"\u003Cp>“There’s… no upper limit…” Kismet murmured, as if sleepwalking. “That’s not a real page.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that so?” Saul smiled. “That’s great! I wasn’t sure before, so I’ve been using it very cautiously.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kismet stared blankly at Saul, muttering unconsciously, “Wizard Towers… are they really this dangerous?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Saul could respond, Kismet suddenly kicked off the ground and leapt three meters backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, a silver wide-bladed greatsword stabbed into the ground right where he had been, nearly grazing his nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You again, you silver-haired bastard! If you’ve got the guts, stop running and fight me fair and square!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the shout came the dashing figure of Kira, looking every bit the valiant warrior—completely unfitting her unladylike words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kismet hugged his harp, smiling as he looked at the war goddess Kira, who had planted herself squarely between him and Saul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His only answer was Kira yanking the greatsword out of the ground and slashing toward him once more in a bold arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as the sword fell, Kismet suddenly leapt back again. Kira didn’t miss a beat—her blade, though slicing through empty air, spun around smoothly as she launched a second strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Kismet never struck back. He simply kept retreating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chase continued—her attacking, him fleeing—until their silhouettes nearly disappeared over the horizon, far beyond Saul’s line of sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, in the distance, a massive burst of light suddenly exploded, forcing Saul to turn his head and shut his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even then, the brilliance left his vision spinning, the flash burning into his eyes until they went black for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A powerful light-based spell, though it doesn’t seem particularly offensive,” Saul muttered as he recovered. When he looked again, both Kismet and Kira were nowhere to be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knew where their fight had taken them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that, things had once again drifted away from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul turned his head, looking at the old madman still lying unconscious in the distance. He sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what happened next, it seemed the old man would never return to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe, in his memories, his little sister was still clinging to his back, and they were still fleeing far away together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul raised his hand and summoned Mage Hand. The spectral palm turned upward, gently lifting the unconscious old man off the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, across the desert, two figures—one upright, one horizontal—made their way toward the blood-red Grind Sail Town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he walked, Saul turned toward the Dead Wizard’s Diary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just a glance, the diary flew from his left shoulder to hover before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since building the mental realm, the diary had been much more obedient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that it was just him and an ordinary person nearby, he recalled his conversation with Kismet, a spark of curiosity rising in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Interact with the past… If I understood correctly, Kismet was suggesting I use Observe the Past on the diary. That would affect my connection to it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The diary didn’t reject the thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That only boosted Saul’s confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Kismet’s true motives remained unclear, Saul believed most of what he’d said was trustworthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially regarding the diary—if Saul could glimpse into its past, wouldn’t that mean he could uncover more of its secrets and deepen their bond?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul raised his left hand, and a silver light began to form in his palm, slowly solidifying into a silver mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked into the mirror but saw no change in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, when he circulated his mental energy through them, a chill flowed from his pupils, and a glimmer of silver light appeared in his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Penny’s eyes, which sparkled like a galaxy, the light in Saul’s dark pupils resembled a lone Polaris in the night sky—just a single point, but strikingly clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having made up his mind, Saul didn’t hesitate. He turned to look at the diary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment his gaze landed on it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like something exploded inside his skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A searing, splitting pain shot through his head, so intense that his knees buckled and he nearly collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the moment he gave in and tried to stop channeling his mental power, the pain vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world around him began to flicker rapidly between light and darkness. The climate shifted with dizzying speed. Time surged forward, then reversed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grass sprouted in the desert, followed by springs of water, then a flourishing forest. The forest withered and died, water levels sank, and the land once again turned to arid wasteland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Saul grew lost in the endless cycle of time, the world shifted once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he wasn’t himself anymore. He had no idea what he’d become—only that his perspective, his form, had completely changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in front of him was still the Dead Wizard’s Diary. Only now it was far, far closer. So close it felt like being a nearsighted person without glasses—he had to be within ten centimeters to see the text clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a beautiful silver feathered quill suddenly drifted down next to his face, loosely held in a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the fingers pressed down, the quill’s tip touched the diary, and began writing line after line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul didn’t recognize a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment the first character was written, the world before the diary began to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It started with birds nesting in the forest, suddenly tumbling from branches to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a young deer strolling through the woods suddenly buckled at the knees, collapsed, and lay still—eyes wide, staring vacantly at the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another line was written.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lively town fell silent in an instant. People on the streets, in their homes, working in shops—all dropped to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes were still open, locked on wherever they’d been looking when they fell. Their expressions frozen in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether they had been smiling, grieving, or indifferent—now, every face looked like a death portrait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quill didn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vision shifted again—mountains collapsed, floods surged. The land scorched, then froze. Continents cracked. Corpses littered the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The diary—and Saul’s vision—suddenly soared into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw the world fall into stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All life, all things, even the inanimate… all faded into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light slowly disappeared. Even darkness no longer existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul was completely captivated, unable to look away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked without thinking, “What is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, a flat, emotionless voice echoed from within his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul shuddered violently and collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud! Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first sound was him hitting the ground hard, utterly unprepared. Fortunately, his magically-enhanced body was tough enough that he didn’t get hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second was the old madman falling—Saul had lost focus, his Mage Hand vanishing, and the unconscious man dropped like a sack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saul still hadn’t fully recovered. He simply rolled onto his side and found a comfortable position to lie in for a bit longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The madman, he figured, was used to sleeping on the ground anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just witnessed the death of an entire world… Was that the past diary record?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then he recalled—the quill wrote first, and only then did death follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill crept into his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that the diary caused the death of that world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could the diary really be that powerful? If it had such a terrifying ability, how could its master have only reached Fourth Rank?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait… that info came from Ralph. And Ralph probably got misled by Kismet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What level of existence is this diary? And why did it choose me to be its master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the thought struck him, Saul instinctively looked toward his left shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, he shot up with a gasp, panic finally breaking through on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s my diary?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1286,"2026-06-05T22:22:08.872Z",1,"novelbin.me","1cc8093f42d9387a1981df1355696f2fdb75e04136e487f1e1f4f9cb99ce211d","diary-of-a-dead-wizard-chapter-280","diary-of-a-dead-wizard-chapter-278",1037,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdiary-of-a-dead-wizard-cover.jpg"]