Chapter 2
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 2
"How dare you—"
In many stories, the ending is predictable at the beginning, and the gloomy underground world suddenly roars with anger, which is as sharp as the howl of a werewolf when he sees the full moon.
"tease--"
In the third second after taking the intoxicating potion, the old wizard jumped up, and the dense pustules and scabies on the top of his head quickly turned from red to purple, and then from purple to black. Then, it began to boil like a potion that was about to be brewed. The spines on his body were also excited. They twisted wildly and grew rapidly, as if they couldn't wait to get out of the old wizard's face.
"great--"
The old wizard was furious, and his tone of voice showed the anger in his heart at the moment. He held up a short and thick cane with a jewel inlaid on the top, as if he wanted to cast a curse on the guy who deceived him.
But it is a pity that he seems to have forgotten that the state at this moment can no longer control the irritable and evil magic power, and the act of actively casting the magic spell makes his own chaotic and disordered magic power further out of control. The wax figurine is baked on top, spreading from the top of the head to the whole body, melting quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the person who was still alive just now turned into a puddle of black pus piled on the ground!
"Sorry, great… what?"
The thin bamboo pole that was traded with the old wizard sneered strangely. He picked up the mithril on the table and stuffed it into his robe. Then, he walked to the pile of pus, looked at it, and pulled out the old wizard's leftover from inside. The staff, with the help of the torch suspended in mid-air, carefully looked at the ruby at the top of the staff.
Through the layer of black cloth, Amosta could also feel the pride on his face.
Sensing the staring eyes, the thin bamboo pole turned his head and looked at Amosta with a bad expression, as if he thought that Amosta was going to cheat, so he threatened in a low voice,
"In this place, greed and strong curiosity may cause you to lose your life at any time, Golden Viper, don't think that you can make everyone afraid of you by tearing up a few big wolfhounds—"
Amosta smiled contemptuously. He lowered his head and stared deeply at the pool of solution. After a while, an old and hoarse voice came out from the hood,
"Thank you for your reminder, Mr. Liar, but you seem to have forgotten one thing. Apart from greed and curiosity, carelessness is also very deadly."
"what?"
At the moment when the thin bamboo pole was in a daze, a black shadow with scarlet eyes suddenly emerged from the pile of pus on the ground. The shadow was like a god of death, floating in mid-air and screaming at the thin bamboo pole.
"Embrace death with me, shameless man!"
The shadow in the sky was beyond Shouzhugan's comprehension. He didn't have the slightest thought of fighting it, so he turned around and wanted to escape, but unfortunately, every inch of the underground world was bound by the anti-apparition spell, and he was far away from him. The nearest fireplace was at least half a mile away.
Before the thin bamboo pole ran out of the low wall, the huge shadow resembling a god of death had already caught up with him, and swooped down from midair to the ground. It opened its bloody mouth full of sharp teeth, and instantly swallowed the thin bamboo pole's body and his scream!
Crack, squeak, squeak——
The sour chewing sound came to the ears clearly, and the blood mixed with the white bones and brains fell to the ground like a stream, and the strong and stench of blood made Amosta frown secretly.
The death form of the old wizard is just a struggle before dying and cannot last forever in the world.
The shadow that had settled its revenge quickly faded away. Before it completely disappeared, it turned around and stared at Amosta, its hoarse voice was full of resentment,
"You know that thing is fake, but you didn't remind me!"
"Why do you blame others for your stupidity?"
Amosta said coldly, "Before I become interested in your current form, you'd better disappear quickly, otherwise, I don't mind letting you live in a glass bottle for decades before sending you to hell."
He couldn't refute Amosta's words, and You Ying sighed helplessly, and after looking around full of nostalgia, his figure completely faded away, striding towards death.
Some people around noticed the movement here, but no one was surprised by what happened, and no one wanted to get close to inquire about what happened, just like the skinny bamboo pole wizard said, in this area that cannot Wherever you are, your exuberant curiosity may kill you at any time.
A silver light flashed across the dark air, and Amosta summoned the mass of mithril covered with tooth marks from the flesh and blood, cleaned it up, and then put it into his arms like no one else, feeling very beautiful.
After the crisp snap of fingers, a golden magic fire ignited out of thin air on the old wizard's pus and the pulverized flesh of the thin bamboo pole. In just a few breaths, the flames cleaned up the dirty ground and wiped out the last two people in the world. All traces were destroyed.
Since you have taken other people's things, you have to help them deal with the funeral. This is called public morality.
"It seems that I missed a good show, Mr. Golden Viper?"
Amosta turned his head to look at the source of the sound. A middle-aged wizard with blond hair and black pupils was smiling at him standing under the tall public notice board.
"Perhaps, you were lucky enough to escape a trouble."
Amosta nodded, his tone indifferent.
The name of the visitor was Kacus Foley, a well-known broker in the underground world, and he came from the Foley family, one of the 28 sacred clans.
This family used to enjoy a high reputation in the magic world. At its most glorious time, the head of the family even served as the minister of the Ministry of Magic. It was one of the well-deserved powerful families.
But it is a pity that Hector Foley, who was the Minister of Magic of the Foley family at the time, did not have a strategic vision beyond reality. He ignored Albus Dumbledore's reminder and miscalculated the first generation who was in full swing at that time. What kind of harm will the Dark Lord, Getler Grindelwald, bring to Britain and even the entire European magic world, and thus, he was kicked out of power by angry wizards.
The Foley family, which lost the blessing of power, suffered heavy losses as a result, and gradually disappeared from the British magical world.
For two or three generations, the declining Foley family has been seeking a way to return to the center of the stage. They have gone through many attempts, but they always fail, because no matter what the end of the road, there is a current era that is absolutely impossible. The figure of transcendence.
In fact, Albus Dumbledore never targeted the lonely Foley family, but people in the magic world will never forget that it was because Hector ignored Dumbledore's warning that the British magic world Later, he suffered heavy casualties in the fight against Grindelwald.
Fifty years later, people's anger towards the Foley family has gradually dissipated, but Albus Dumbledore is still alive!
The current rulers of the Ministry of Magic have always treated the centenarian in Hogwarts with the most vigilance. There is no need for them to risk the anger of the most contemporary people for a speck of dust that should have been buried in the long river of history. The risks of a great wizard.
In the end, the helpless Foley family decided to plunge into darkness.
They sent the most decent one of the few juniors in the family, willing to show their faces and take the risk of being retaliated to work in the underground world, trying to accumulate wealth and contacts, and silently waiting for the opportunity to return to the bright world.
(End of this chapter)
"How dare you—"
In many stories, the ending is predictable at the beginning, and the gloomy underground world suddenly roars with anger, which is as sharp as the howl of a werewolf when he sees the full moon.
"tease--"
In the third second after taking the intoxicating potion, the old wizard jumped up, and the dense pustules and scabies on the top of his head quickly turned from red to purple, and then from purple to black. Then, it began to boil like a potion that was about to be brewed. The spines on his body were also excited. They twisted wildly and grew rapidly, as if they couldn't wait to get out of the old wizard's face.
"great--"
The old wizard was furious, and his tone of voice showed the anger in his heart at the moment. He held up a short and thick cane with a jewel inlaid on the top, as if he wanted to cast a curse on the guy who deceived him.
But it is a pity that he seems to have forgotten that the state at this moment can no longer control the irritable and evil magic power, and the act of actively casting the magic spell makes his own chaotic and disordered magic power further out of control. The wax figurine is baked on top, spreading from the top of the head to the whole body, melting quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the person who was still alive just now turned into a puddle of black pus piled on the ground!
"Sorry, great… what?"
The thin bamboo pole that was traded with the old wizard sneered strangely. He picked up the mithril on the table and stuffed it into his robe. Then, he walked to the pile of pus, looked at it, and pulled out the old wizard's leftover from inside. The staff, with the help of the torch suspended in mid-air, carefully looked at the ruby at the top of the staff.
Through the layer of black cloth, Amosta could also feel the pride on his face.
Sensing the staring eyes, the thin bamboo pole turned his head and looked at Amosta with a bad expression, as if he thought that Amosta was going to cheat, so he threatened in a low voice,
"In this place, greed and strong curiosity may cause you to lose your life at any time, Golden Viper, don't think that you can make everyone afraid of you by tearing up a few big wolfhounds—"
Amosta smiled contemptuously. He lowered his head and stared deeply at the pool of solution. After a while, an old and hoarse voice came out from the hood,
"Thank you for your reminder, Mr. Liar, but you seem to have forgotten one thing. Apart from greed and curiosity, carelessness is also very deadly."
"what?"
At the moment when the thin bamboo pole was in a daze, a black shadow with scarlet eyes suddenly emerged from the pile of pus on the ground. The shadow was like a god of death, floating in mid-air and screaming at the thin bamboo pole.
"Embrace death with me, shameless man!"
The shadow in the sky was beyond Shouzhugan's comprehension. He didn't have the slightest thought of fighting it, so he turned around and wanted to escape, but unfortunately, every inch of the underground world was bound by the anti-apparition spell, and he was far away from him. The nearest fireplace was at least half a mile away.
Before the thin bamboo pole ran out of the low wall, the huge shadow resembling a god of death had already caught up with him, and swooped down from midair to the ground. It opened its bloody mouth full of sharp teeth, and instantly swallowed the thin bamboo pole's body and his scream!
Crack, squeak, squeak——
The sour chewing sound came to the ears clearly, and the blood mixed with the white bones and brains fell to the ground like a stream, and the strong and stench of blood made Amosta frown secretly.
The death form of the old wizard is just a struggle before dying and cannot last forever in the world.
The shadow that had settled its revenge quickly faded away. Before it completely disappeared, it turned around and stared at Amosta, its hoarse voice was full of resentment,
"You know that thing is fake, but you didn't remind me!"
"Why do you blame others for your stupidity?"
Amosta said coldly, "Before I become interested in your current form, you'd better disappear quickly, otherwise, I don't mind letting you live in a glass bottle for decades before sending you to hell."
He couldn't refute Amosta's words, and You Ying sighed helplessly, and after looking around full of nostalgia, his figure completely faded away, striding towards death.
Some people around noticed the movement here, but no one was surprised by what happened, and no one wanted to get close to inquire about what happened, just like the skinny bamboo pole wizard said, in this area that cannot Wherever you are, your exuberant curiosity may kill you at any time.
A silver light flashed across the dark air, and Amosta summoned the mass of mithril covered with tooth marks from the flesh and blood, cleaned it up, and then put it into his arms like no one else, feeling very beautiful.
After the crisp snap of fingers, a golden magic fire ignited out of thin air on the old wizard's pus and the pulverized flesh of the thin bamboo pole. In just a few breaths, the flames cleaned up the dirty ground and wiped out the last two people in the world. All traces were destroyed.
Since you have taken other people's things, you have to help them deal with the funeral. This is called public morality.
"It seems that I missed a good show, Mr. Golden Viper?"
Amosta turned his head to look at the source of the sound. A middle-aged wizard with blond hair and black pupils was smiling at him standing under the tall public notice board.
"Perhaps, you were lucky enough to escape a trouble."
Amosta nodded, his tone indifferent.
The name of the visitor was Kacus Foley, a well-known broker in the underground world, and he came from the Foley family, one of the 28 sacred clans.
This family used to enjoy a high reputation in the magic world. At its most glorious time, the head of the family even served as the minister of the Ministry of Magic. It was one of the well-deserved powerful families.
But it is a pity that Hector Foley, who was the Minister of Magic of the Foley family at the time, did not have a strategic vision beyond reality. He ignored Albus Dumbledore's reminder and miscalculated the first generation who was in full swing at that time. What kind of harm will the Dark Lord, Getler Grindelwald, bring to Britain and even the entire European magic world, and thus, he was kicked out of power by angry wizards.
The Foley family, which lost the blessing of power, suffered heavy losses as a result, and gradually disappeared from the British magical world.
For two or three generations, the declining Foley family has been seeking a way to return to the center of the stage. They have gone through many attempts, but they always fail, because no matter what the end of the road, there is a current era that is absolutely impossible. The figure of transcendence.
In fact, Albus Dumbledore never targeted the lonely Foley family, but people in the magic world will never forget that it was because Hector ignored Dumbledore's warning that the British magic world Later, he suffered heavy casualties in the fight against Grindelwald.
Fifty years later, people's anger towards the Foley family has gradually dissipated, but Albus Dumbledore is still alive!
The current rulers of the Ministry of Magic have always treated the centenarian in Hogwarts with the most vigilance. There is no need for them to risk the anger of the most contemporary people for a speck of dust that should have been buried in the long river of history. The risks of a great wizard.
In the end, the helpless Foley family decided to plunge into darkness.
They sent the most decent one of the few juniors in the family, willing to show their faces and take the risk of being retaliated to work in the underground world, trying to accumulate wealth and contacts, and silently waiting for the opportunity to return to the bright world.
(End of this chapter)
