According to legend, the first life was born out of chaos.
One of them is called Tiamat.
It has a nine-headed dragon head, an upright dragon body, thick limbs and a flexible and ferocious tail.
In the legendary battle between gods.
Its idea is to eliminate order in the world and return everything to chaos, just because it likes to be in chaos. In a world of order, there are many chain restrictions of order, which it dislikes very much.
Obviously, it failed at that time and was driven out of the world.
However, its legend has survived and spread widely in the shadow of this backward and barbaric continent.
Whether you are a Muggle or a wizard, you only need to draw a very simple magic circle, recite its name and firmly offer your soul as a sacrifice.
You can easily gain extraordinary power.
But this power ultimately comes at a huge price.
As long as power is used, the soul will have a rancid smell, and it will become more and more serious. In order to maintain consciousness or go further, more souls must be repaired and sacrificed.
Obviously, this way of obtaining power has caused all the extraordinary people in the world to boycott it.
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Above, Xifa and Newt were watching the battle on the hilltop, and Newt unilaterally told Xifa about his investigation.
"I learned these legends while chatting with the local wizards in the bar. I thought they were just stories."
Newt turned a blind eye, holding a telescope in one hand, and reached into his waist with the other hand to take out his wand.
"I want to help that cute little black panther. Although the person who wants to kill it is a human being, in the face of this evil wizard, we have an obligation to kill it!"
Hearing this, Xifa felt a little emotional in his heart.
He tilted his head and glanced at the troubled Newt from the corner of his eye.
Feelings, are you telling me so much just to let me enlighten you and make you firm in your decision to kill this evil wizard?
Xifa thought that Newt was a kind person, even a bit like a virgin.
You must know that being stained with blood will seriously affect his communication with various magical animals.
He even doubted whether there was any human life in Newt's body, that is, when he dealt with enemies who wanted to kill him, he always ended the battle by fainting on the ground.
Feel the aura Newt exudes, it's very good, not murderous at all.
Xifa sighed deeply in his heart, and then silently pulled out Gryffindor's sword.
"Newt, you owe me a favor!"
After Newt turned around and looked at him with surprised eyes, Xifa shook the sword in his hand.
The blade of the sword reflected a pure white cold light.
Newt paused and silently looked away.
"You're right...I can't do anything to intelligent life after all..."
Newt clenched his fists unwillingly and covered most of his face with his thick bangs.
"Newt, there is something wrong with your thinking! Mercy is for your own people, and killing is for your enemies... If you fail to eradicate your enemies! Your friends may be hurt again..."
Seeing that Newt was getting more and more disappointed, Xifa stopped preaching.
"Forget it, let Professor Dumbledore do this to correct your thinking! Now we have to rush to the battlefield!"
After hearing this, Newt visibly regained his vitality. At least, he doesn't need to make the choice to kill now.
Let’s talk about it later… later…
"Grab my hand and I will take you to Apparition there!"
The world was spinning in an instant.
Newt and Xifer came between the Saber-tooth Black Panther and the Tiamat followers.
Xifa held up his sword and rushed towards the cultists without saying a word.
Have experience watching the previous period of time.
Xifa, who was holding a sword, did not kill the heretic like chopping melons and vegetables.
Instead, they used seemingly evenly matched combat power to deal with it.
This cultist seems
It's because of this evil magic that takes shape.
In addition to occasionally casting some basic flying spells or projectile spells, surrounding stones, soil, weeds, etc. were shot at Xifa to impede his progress.
More attack methods, just like your own observation.
By commanding the nine snake heads on the body... on the head... on the head of the body, it bites and beats Xifa.
I don’t know if the bite effect will cause negative effects such as poisoning or curse.
But if this whip hits your body, even if you are not injured, it will still be very painful.
Xifa dodged and dodged the blow from a snake head, and the shattered rock spurted out tiny gravels at him. Unfortunately, with Xifa's powerful dynamic vision, he could easily block them all with a single swing of his sword.
After a hearty dodge practice.
Xifa also figured out the strength of this cultist.
That's the fighting power of an adult giant monster.
Although it would cause a lot of trouble to ordinary adult wizards, in front of Aurors who have mastered powerful destructive magic, especially in front of Aurors who have mastered the Killing Curse.
This delirious monster is simply like a cattail.
That's it.
Lost the provocative mood.
Xifa jumped back to distance himself, when the cultist rushed toward him while making an unknown roar.
He quickly took out a small silver bottle as big as a thumb from his watch, with mysterious magic patterns engraved on the bottle.
Then, looking at the right moment, his legs suddenly exerted force, creating a spider web tattoo on the big stone under his feet.
With a speed that the cultist had no time to react, he passed by a snake's head.
When the cultist landed and turned around, he was about to attack Xifa again.
He didn't realize it until he let out a scream.
Along with the screams, there was brown-black blood gushing out from the mouth of the severed snake.
As for the cut off dragon head, of course it fell into the small silver bottle that Xifa took out.
This small silver bottle is the preservation bottle that Nico Flamel asked him to collect the blood of those rare and exotic animals.
Even though Nico Flamel's life was filled with long years.
However, the ruins that Xifa was going to were from a period of history that he had never heard of.
It's a pity that due to various reasons, I can't go there in person.
Xifa received a lot of care from Nico Flamel.
Naturally, he readily agreed to his request.
It was the first time I saw this unknown magic that Newt had only heard about not long ago...or a novel human body modification.
Sifa felt that Nico Flamel would be interested in its structure and magical properties.
Tie a small silver bottle with a bandage full of magic patterns and buckle it on the dial.
As a little silver bottle that should have its own ideas, it will find its rightful place.
In the end, Xifa was not interested and quickly used his brute force to dodge and slash several times.
Easily chopped off the remaining eight snake heads of the cultist.
Xifa was about to insert a sword into the person in the center.
But he never thought that the huge body of the cultist would fall to the ground as the last snake head was chopped off.
Looking at the eroded grass.
Xifa tsked lightly and turned towards Newt.
"Newt, use the fire spell to cleanse the floor - uh..."
This chapter has been completed!