The Evil God of Hogwarts

The rolling heat wave, the splashing gravel, and the unbridled laughter. Xing Ze dodged the fatal whip time and time again. Even though he had removed the toxins from his body, the whip on Jezebeth's hand was not a joke. It was not pleasant to be hit by it.

He dodged and fled deeper into the passage. Jezebeth, who was chasing after her, clearly noticed something was wrong. Her laughter gradually subsided, and the speed of her whip became faster and faster.

"Don't hold on, Xing Ze."

Xing Ze remained silent and just sped up. His gradually recovering body made him more flexible. He heard the sound of a spell not far away and saw the dazzling light of magic gathering.

The flame whip exploded around him, and this time there were curling tongues of fire. The hot flames were like living creatures, swallowing up half of Xing Ze's body in an instant.

Enduring the burning pain, Xing Ze jumped hard and reached the ceiling. The burned flesh and blood recovered quickly, and it would not take long for him to be intact as before.

Jezebeth's hand movements paused. When she saw Xing Ze's appearance, she shouted in a low voice: "This is impossible."

After so many years of observation and research, she knew Xing Ze quite well. In addition to being an excellent wizard, he was also a cultist who had access to dreams.

The special power he has shown many times is the best evidence. This is why Jezebeth is so cautious and tricks Xing Ze into drinking the blood of saints before she dares to attack him.

But now it seems that things are not developing in the direction she expected. Xing Ze seems not to be affected by the blood of the saints. His body functions and recovery speed are the same as before.

While calculating countermeasures in her mind, Jezebeth drew a magic circle in front of her with her hands. When the magic circle was completed, many magic daggers and powerful missiles flew in front of her. All these magics were blocked by the magic circle.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xing Ze jumped from the top and rushed forward quickly. Several wizards were preparing for the next round of magic bombing. When they saw Xing Ze rushing towards him, the two wizards standing at the front immediately activated their defensive spells.

Xing Ze had no intention of fighting with them. Instead, he jumped up and directly jumped over the first two wizards. Of course, those two wizards would not let Xing Ze leave so easily. They immediately cast two quick spells.

Xing Ze's body stagnated in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. Just before the next spell came, Jezebeth's magic also arrived.

The fire dragon roared in, and the high temperature burned everything along the way, and the surrounding walls turned red for a moment. The fiery breath hit his face along with the fire dragon.

The wizards stopped the spells in their hands and cast their own defensive spells. The detention spell on Xing Ze was lifted, and he continued to run forward without even looking back to check the situation.

One of the hooded wizards used Apparition to stop him, but as soon as he appeared, he was pulled over by Xing Ze's outstretched arm. After a few gunshots, there was no movement.

Exorcist bullets can break the wizard's spell. Xing Ze thanked Jezebeth for his confidence in not confiscating his pistol before coming here.

Xing Ze, who was in desperate need of energy, did not waste the wizard's body. He was safe for the time being. Jezebeth and the group of wizards were still fighting. The best case scenario was that both sides would suffer. But judging from the strength shown by that woman, those wizards might not be able to stop her for long.

The wizard's body was slowly devoured, and the absorbed energy began to be quickly replenished into Xing Ze's body. He exhaled a long breath, estimated the time, then discarded the remaining body and ran towards the room not far away.

This room should be used for sacrifices and ceremonies. It was not the first time that Xing Ze saw the strange, pot-bellied statue on the central altar. He looked around. In addition to a few frightened hooded men, there were also One person caught Xing Ze's attention.

He finally understood the purpose of Jezebeth's coming here. He strode towards the dodging middle-aged man, pulled him over and asked, "Thomas? Thomas Kimball?"

The middle-aged man denied it flatly: "No, you admitted it wrong, I am not."

"Is there any other exit here?"

The middle-aged man continued to struggle, and Xing Ze had no choice but to slap him twice. The man immediately started wailing like a rooster waiting to be slaughtered.

"Listen to me, Thomas. I'm here to take you out. Now wake up and tell me where the exit is?"

Xing Ze's roar woke up the frightened middle-aged man, but the gunfire that followed made his body tremble again.

A hooded man who wanted to make a sneak attack died under Xing Ze's gun. The people in this room should be ordinary believers, otherwise they would have taken out their wands. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that some low-level wizards were mixed in.

Xing Ze didn't have much time. He could hear the sound of magic coming from the other end of the passage getting lighter and lighter, which meant that the battle over there was almost over.

"Tell me where the exit is? Otherwise we will all die here!"

Thomas finally overcame the fear in his heart. He pointed to the back of the statue with a trembling finger, "Where is it? I need a spell... a spell."

"do you know?"

"No, I don't know," Thomas replied pitifully, like a lost dog.

Xing Ze raised his pistol again. He pointed at the hooded people present and asked: "Okay, friends, I am not your enemy. Your enemy is coming this way now. Believe me, those wizards are resisting Can't stop her."

No one responded. These people obviously would not believe Xing Ze's words so easily. Gunshots rang out again in the room, and the previous believer slowly fell down.

"Okay, this is your choice." Xing Ze's tone was cold, and his eyes were even more so.

After continuous gunfire, someone finally succumbed to the fear of death. A believer ran towards Xing Ze in a panic, and then recited a spell to the statue. Soon, the altar began to move together, and soon a downward passage was revealed.

Damn, that was a lot of exorcism bullets wasted. Tsk! Are these cultists all rats turned into spirits? He likes to mess around underground so much. Xing Ze cursed in his heart, but his hands were unambiguous. He directly dragged Thomas and walked into the dark tunnel.

The believers also wanted to follow, but after seeing Xing Ze's raised pistol, they retreated obediently and walked in the dark tunnel for a long time before the two of them saw the light of day again.

Thomas had calmed down now. He looked at the young man in front of him, hesitant in his heart. This man was walking on flat ground in the invisible tunnel, and the darkness seemed to have no effect on him at all.

He swallowed, then mustered up the courage to ask: "Sir, are you... from the Unsolved Mysteries Association?"

Hearing this, Xing Ze couldn't help but smile, "We don't have time to talk in detail now, Mr. Thomas. We are not out of danger yet. Follow me, we have to find a way to get out of this damn place. When it is safe, I have a lot of Questions for you.”