Chapter 69 - Round 1

The rain full of dark energy was pushed by the strong wind, forming a torrential rain that swept across the area where the priests fought with the werewolves.

The werewolves shook their manes, howled excitedly, and attacked fiercely.

The priests, on the other hand, were covered in smoke, their flesh was torn apart, and they screamed again and again.

To them, the dark rain poured back and forth like a high-pressure water dragon is no different from molten steel in a furnace, especially now that the consumption is so great that their strength has fallen to the bottom.

"cut!"

Nerva, who was floating in the air, had the feeling of being slapped loudly.

For a long time, he has been bullying all kinds of demons in the way of "a throw of money", using power and force to overwhelm people, and all kinds of skills collapse in the face of the torrent of energy.

Until today, a guy who has more money than him and can burn more money has popped up.

He secretly calculated an account for Kane. In the short ten minutes, Kane spent at least 500 million US dollars in the cost of casting spells.

Among them, elemental crystals are especially expensive.

These energy crystals are far more difficult to condense than the energy stones that wizards usually condense with magic circles, and they are formed little by little over time.

It is the value of this time that makes these items priceless, so rare that few people who own them are willing to sell them.

Because of this, Nerva concluded that the other party was indeed an old guy, maybe even older than him. Because as far as wizards are concerned, only this kind of old guy can save some property.

"I'm a bit unwilling!" Nerva glanced at the priest who was fighting to the death.

For a qualified witch hunter, not to mention the difficulty of picking one out of the crowd, it takes 24 years just to cultivate it.

If you lose money, you can make it again, if you lose your face, you can get it back. This person, if he loses money, he will not come back!

He pointed at the door of the Holy Light with the scepter inlaid with sapphires.

"Holy light is brilliant, shining on pious faith!"

Suddenly, the door of the Holy Light burst into light, and on the luminous door frame, one after another, bright stars that people couldn't look at were lit up.

Every time a star lights up, a priest turns into white light and flies to the door in an instant.

It turns out that although Nerva is arrogant, he is not lacking in caution. The door of the holy light has completed the magic blessing for every existence when people pass by. As long as it is still devout and has not died, it can be pulled back to the door through the holy light trail after activating the spell.

Six stars dimmed shortly after they lit up, which means that the light of the soul has not been searched, which means that the target is dead.

At this time, Kane's voice sounded: "The next time you attend such a top party, remember not to bring this kind of local dog that will only slow you down, you are not that big."

Nerva almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. This is what he said to Faust before, and now the other party gave it to him verbatim.

"Even the ancient purebloods among the wizards are far from being able to compare with the referee's financial resources. This has been proved back then. And I will prove it again."

Kane retorted: "This time I was a bit hasty in preparation, and I will definitely entertain you with all my heart next time."

"To each other, to each other." Nerva said as he turned into a ball of white streamer and flew away, quite like the Holy Light version of Black Wing Lingyun.

Kane glanced at the corpse on the ground and sighed secretly.

He had seen early on that there was something wrong with the door of the Holy Light, so he kept his composure, just not wanting to startle the snake.

But even so, even with the use of 'Deep Flowing Light', the opponent is still very stable, so that he is not sure that he must cut it off.

If it can't be broken, he would rather leave the opportunity for the next time. Such a powerful method should not be used only once before it is effectively targeted.

Although Nerva didn't know the real origin of his energy crystallization, he was right about one thing. His background was indeed not good, and his wealth was not rich.

"It seems that going to Hogwarts, even if it is a little high-profile, has to pull those little wizards into the 'Dark Solar System' project.

With hundreds of people working part-time, the accumulation of elemental power can be faster..."

"Ok?"

Quite by chance, he sensed a strange wave of life.

Apparate!

Appeared again, and had reached the target.

It's the guide.

He was burned with fourth degree burns by the holy flame, which means deep to the muscles, even internal organs and bones.

And because the burned area exceeds 70% of the total skin area, the skin, an important thermoregulatory organ, almost completely loses its function. Death will only be a matter of time for it, and it is already a miracle that it can last until now.

"Why are you holding on? Is it because of hatred, or because of your own humbleness?"

The curled up guide looked at the black figure in front of him with difficulty, and tried his best to speak clearly: "I would like to exchange my soul for strength!"

Kane sneered: "Don't be so sentimental, the soul will not be sublimated in a moment of life and death, but more of the usual accumulation, the key touches the thin hair, and completes the transformation. But even so, it can only barely After creating soul gems, if you want to upgrade, you can't just rely on the touch of life and death, otherwise someone would have harvested the souls of those war hyenas."

Although the guide was on the verge of death, he was still awake. He realized that Kane was willing to tell him these things, and he was probably bargaining. Otherwise, why would it be necessary to provide professional knowledge to a dying person?

"I'm willing to sell everything I can."

"I don't believe it." Kane said: "You just have this determination, and only now, but you don't have the execution ability. If you promise that you can't do it, you are degrading yourself."

"Then, what do you want?"

"You should ask yourself this question. What do you want? How much can you do for this obsession."

Kane said: "I'm not encouraging you to disown your relatives and kill innocent people indiscriminately. Those actions are just to express your determination. There are many alternative methods, and you don't have to be so ugly."

"You have the determination, and I have a way to become stronger. A discipline monk from the belief system, the more you sacrifice, the stronger the power you can gain."

"What, is it a sacrifice?" the guide asked with difficulty.

"I'll never eat pasta again. It's a sacrifice. Of course, he won't get much power for it."

Kane said as he pulled out a thin chain that shone with magic light, similar to a thin necklace, and the pendant was a platinum brand. It's very simple, with nothing on it, no lettering, no texture, just a glorious sheet.

"The chain of commandments will eventually lock your heart. Violation of the commandments can range from miserable to tragic death."

Throw the chain in front of the guide, "Choose carefully, you can visit the castle later, if you are not received, it means that you are not even worth being used, and the chain of commandments will be a gift for you at that time."

Leaving the guide in the mirror world, Kane glanced outside the secret realm, and Kane drifted away.

In fact, the current real situation of the wizard is far more dangerous than what Kane said. If the wizard cannot reach a certain level of strength through the chain of commandments, then he will have no way to get out of the mirror world, and the gift will become a sacrifice. Kane will not Doing kindness casually allows a person blinded by hatred to return to the secular world with extraordinary power, which is an indirect evil to many innocent people.

At the same time, outside the secret realm, Dumbledore was frowning and looking carefully.

He is relatively familiar with the power of holy light and the power of burial.

Only the thugs of the Inquisition can grasp such a violent power of holy light.

As for the burial earth, the power of death and the power of the earth element leveraged by black witchcraft, as far as he knows, only Faust, who is old enough to be his grandfather, can play with this power in the whole of Europe.

He even knew that Faust had a lot to do with certain pure-blood nobles in England.

As for the third power of darkness and destruction, he was not familiar with it.

It was this power that made him frown, pure darkness and destruction, with a wild aura, he suspected that this was the dark side of nature, that is, the power to destroy the world.

"Could it be that someone inherited the ancient power of destroying the world and became the Destroyer? That would be terrible!"

Dumbledore had only seen the concept of the 'Destroyer' in ancient books. Its power is said to fluctuate with the strength of targets designated as enemies of nature.

"It seems that I have to take time to visit Nozawa Garden!" Dumbledore glanced in the direction of Nozawa Garden, stroked his beard, and thought silently.