Chapter 1,154

"So, you are targeting it?"

"Not necessarily, maybe it's something inside." Fan Lin frowned, "I think it's not that we can't find Dumbledore, maybe he and Nicolas Flamel are already trapped inside."

I have to admit that this is a reasonable statement, but it is obviously somewhat unacceptable.

"So, what should we do now? Wait for the two of them to come out, or go in?" Fan Lin said helplessly, stay here or find a way to blow up this stone chamber?

It's not like being around a corpse anyway.

"We're trying to get out of here," Rutherford said. "Although I don't feel bad, the fact that I can sleep for a hundred years, and you and your partners obviously..."

Rutherford said, for vampires, although a hundred years of sleep is long, it only lasts in the blink of an eye in consciousness. Although it is no different from death, it is obvious that Fanlin and Hermione are not reliable at all.

"Perhaps we can put him back first." Fan Lin pointed to the coffin in the center of the stone chamber, "Then we will consume the excess magic power here, and maybe it will be opened after the ban."

"That's fine." Rutherford nodded, being trapped in the mausoleum, even as a vampire, this was obviously not acceptable.

"Wait a minute, this corpse seemed to have... moved just now..." Hermione looked at the wolf-headed soldier nervously.

"Moved?" Fan Lin was a little surprised. With the isolation of obsidian, obviously, this thing should have been destroyed early in a long time. You know, obsidian has the effect of exorcising evil, and his alias is Dragon Crystal. It's no joke, dragon crystal can make a weapon against the dead.

Fan Lin looked at the wolf-headed soldier carefully. Perhaps due to contact with the air, the body began to shake slightly. However, it looked more like oxidation. The wolf-headed soldier's body was shrinking rapidly. When Fan Lin ignored He When Min stopped him and walked over, the body shriveled up, leaving only the bones wrapped in a layer of skin.

"Don't be nervous, Hermione, it's just oxidation." Fan Lin said, "This will happen if things are left for a long time."

"Wait, inside..." Rutherford said, watching as the body slumped, the originally clear magic fluid quickly turned turbid, and soon the surroundings fell into darkness again.

"Fan Lin..." Hermione said, "That body..."

The light from the wand lit up the entire stone room again, but compared to before, it was more or less dim.

"It seems that the water in the corpse is lost..." Fan Lin said hesitantly, "But will the magic liquid be the same as water?"

"Should..." Rutherford hesitated, looking at the dry, skinny corpse in front of him. Even so, the skeleton was much larger than theirs.

"Wait, don't come over..." Rutherford said suddenly. At some point, a layer of fine hair grew out of the corpse. In the blink of an eye, the entire corpse was covered with white hair. This The hair also grew longer and longer, and soon the black skin of the corpse had completely disappeared.

Now it does look like a werewolf, a white wolf or a direwolf?

"This thing seems..." Taking a few steps back, everyone was waiting for a change, because no one could tell what the situation was.

Moldy?

Moreover, it took dozens of seconds?

Obviously, this is impossible. Under extremely low temperatures, these molds and other things obviously cannot have such high activity, but the problem is, they do not have such high activity in normal environments.

"Perhaps this is what it looks like?" Rutherford said, it looks more pleasing to the eye like it matches the wolf head.

"The magic liquid is decreasing." Hermione shouted, and then Fanlin realized that the magic liquid that could still be seen on the surface had disappeared from his sight.

"I thought he might be standing up," Rutherford said. "It reminded me of another trip to Egypt, a mummy being resurrected."

"Very good. If you can think of anything else, I hope you can finish it all at once." Fan Lin said politely, but this time, just like Hermione said, the corpse was really moving.

"Lie back down." Fan Lin has no interest in waiting for any changes in him. Although this does not meet the definition of the dead because it lacks the injection of soul, in fact, Fan Lin has no interest in watching a change. The half-human monster stood up with his spear in hand.

Fan Lin cast a few spells politely, but surprisingly, it felt like hitting steel. Apart from making the body shake twice, it had no other effect at all.

"Fan Lin, he... he seems to be standing up." Hermione said nervously, pointing her wand at the wolf-headed soldier.

It seemed that because he had not moved for a long time, the figure was a little slow, but there was no doubt that he was really about to stand up. Fan Lin saw the palm resting on the edge of the coffin.

"Give it to me and die."

"Reducto! (Shattered to pieces)"

The crimson light sank into the body of the wolf-headed soldier without any pause, and then, in the next second, the curse exploded, but apart from blowing off a piece of fur, there was no more result at all.

"Simple magic spells are of no use to him." Rutherford said, "This thing's body is beyond imagination. Even a fire dragon cannot have such a high resistance."

"You don't need to tell me, I've seen it all." Fan Lin said bluntly, "If you have this skill, you might as well think of a way to make him lie back down."

As Fan Lin spoke, a layer of ice mist instantly condensed on top of the coffin, like a huge lid, trying to trap the living corpse inside.

However, this did not last long. Before his eyes, a black spear penetrated straight through the ice cap condensed by Fan Lin's magic.

"Damn... Is it difficult for him to be unaffected by the cold?"

"People sleep here." Rutherford said, "Old World, the Pole..."

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"Then, try this..." Fan Lin said, wanting to use the fire spell to burn the corpse.

However, the Fire Curse, which had been invincible in the past and could even destroy Horcruxes, seemed less effective at this moment.

The flames instantly ignited the entire body. Even though the long hair showed signs of melting, it didn't seem to be that effective on the wolf-headed soldier.

As if a protective layer had been established, Fan Lin saw the flames of the Fire Curse falling piece by piece from the Wolf-headed Soldiers...

Then, a pair of blue eyes stared at Fan Lin closely through the flames. If matched with a wolf howl, it would be even more perfect.

"The magic circle weakened our curse." Fan Lin quickly came to the conclusion. Judging from the melted spear, the Fire Curse has not lost its effect, but has been weakened. When placed on this corpse, it is very difficult to It's easy to push away with a lot of magic power.

It seems that the lower body of the wolf-headed soldier has not been completely transformed. So far, Fan Lin has only seen the head and arms of the wolf-headed soldier moving, which makes Fan Lin slightly relieved.

"Let's get rid of him?" Rutherford asked uncertainly. For something that was obviously dead, the blood magic that Rutherford relied on for survival would obviously not have any effect, and it would also be affected by low temperature.

"Perhaps you can consider going there." Fan Lin glanced at the half-melted spear and said, "Come hand-to-hand combat to show us the powerful physique of the vampires." (To be continued)