NOVEL WEB Hogwarts: I'm just here to enjoy the magic
Chapter 519
As we all know, the Dark Mark is an exclusive symbol for Death Eaters.
Whenever they start killing, or after the killing is over, they will release such patterns to let the world know about their great achievements.
"Did you issue this mark?!" Ciel was furious, "Aren't you trying to harm me? What should I do if more Death Eaters come over?!"
He finally saved some energy coins, trying to start over and create his own exclusive force and territory.
Now, I have to deal with the Death Eaters and this unreliable system.
[According to analysis, there is a 90.00% chance of attracting members of the Ministry of Magic]
Facing Ciel's anger, the system calmly analyzed.
[In addition, there is an 80.00% chance of attracting members of the Order of the Phoenix]
"A member of the Order of the Phoenix?" Ciel's eyes flashed, "Do you want to be honest?"
[It’s just a probability.No matter what, other wizards will definitely come over to inspect the scene] The system said very firmly.
Ciel also understood now.
Such a large Dark Mark is not only for the members of the Death Eaters, but also for the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix.
Although the Ministry of Magic in this world is as weak as the government in the martial arts world, and can only watch organizations like the Death Eaters run rampant and do whatever they want, the Order of the Phoenix is still quite reliable.
These guys seemed like decent people, keen on fighting Voldemort.
Ciel didn't care whether they would fight or not, he only cared about whether he could maintain his own power.
Summoning players from the original world is not something that is easy to do.
First of all, it is necessary to arrange a magic circle that can complete the soul's journey through the world.
Such a magic circle is extremely resource intensive to set up.
If possible, he doesn't want to give up these resources.
If only because he met a Death Eater, he would abandon all his foundation and run away alone.
Even if it takes a long, long time to collect materials, we can get the required consumables together.
This is not even mentioning the collection of energy coins.
"Forget it, we've called for support. Let's take a look first." Charles patted his chest and calmed down his emotions. "Now, we should take a look and see what's going on."
This area was specially selected by him, a wilderness far away from major cities.
Theoretically, it is impossible for anyone to pass by a place where this kind of bird does not poop.
But unfortunately, reality gave him a big mouth.
His cheeks were burning hot.
Moreover, the problem now is that not only is someone passing by, this person is also a Death Eater.
It's going to kill me.
With complicated thoughts, Ciel went to the resurrection point first.
What was used as the resurrection point was a half-collapsed church in an abandoned ancient city.
When Charles arrived, he could see a large number of players rushing out of the church, running along the street for about a hundred meters, and fighting with a man at a three-way intersection.
In fact, using the word "fighting" to describe it is too flattering to the players' performance.
To put it more strictly, this is a massacre.
And the man is the killer.
As for those players, of course they were the ones being slaughtered.
Despite this, these players who were killed crazily did not care whether they would die or not, but continued the cycle of resurrecting from the church - running and being killed.
Because of game settings, these players are left naked after resurrection.
But that doesn't stop players from wanting to kill the BOSS.
They will even chat while running towards the BOSS after being resurrected.
Charles listened for a while.
"Rush! Hurry!"
"Don't rush without thinking! Go in batches! The main force will first pick up the weapons on the ground and then charge!"
"Use the corpses on the ground! Use them as shields!"
"Wow, it's so exciting! You can actually run around naked! How did a game like this pass the review?!"
"It would be nice if there was no mosaic."
"Indeed indeed!"
"You bastard! What are you looking at! Go fight the BOSS!"
"..."
Ciel's mouth twitched as he heard this.
Although he knows that players will become crazy when they see the BOSS.
totally unexpected……
He can be crazy enough to kill the BOSS with his butt naked.
Impressed.
Really served.
If these people knew that this was not a game, but a real world, would they regret their wild actions?
Ciel couldn't help but think of this interesting question.
Unfortunately……
The resurrection of these players will consume his energy coins.
If he didn't need to consume such precious resources, he could be an orthodox entertainer and get melon seeds, peanuts, potato chips, tiger skin chicken feet, spicy duck neck, and Coke, find a place to sit down, eat, and watch these players. The act of committing suicide.
The problem is...
It costs energy coins!
Very precious energy coins!
This is an energy coin that can produce a body!
According to the system, it also has the function of protecting the soul to a certain extent.
To be honest, Ciel didn't know whether what the system said was true or false.
Anyway...
During the second closed beta, someone was driven crazy.
I don’t know if the energy coins have no effect.
Well……
Who knows.
It has nothing to do with him anyway.
After all, he didn't let these players go crazy and die, right?
And I don’t even care about shame anymore.
There is no way, there is no clothes on the newly created body.
Not all are naked.
"Let's find an excuse to patch it up later. Make the mosaic bigger and cover the key parts."
Ciel could only do this.
Who made him so poor?
There is not that much money to buy clothes for players to wear.
Ciel's observation did not attract anyone's attention.
Regardless of the players who are dying, or Rabastan who is rising to kill, they are all focused on what they are doing.
far away.
Raul saw the strange-looking Ciel, but he had no intention of thinking about Ciel's problem.
All his energy was put into Rabastan.
"This terrible murderer!" he gasped.
To be honest, he has never seen such a murderous wizard. Even a dark wizard, no one can compare with Rabastan.
It's only a few minutes?
5 minutes? 10 minutes?Or 15 minutes?
Rabastan killed at least 2000 people, right?
More exaggerated than mowing the lawn!
A fire curse was thrown down on both sides, burning at least sixty or seventy Muggles to death.
An Avada Kedavra hit him from the front, knocking the jumping Muggle away hard.
Then he used the transformation spell to turn the stone next to him into a giant, and trampled the dozen Muggles behind him into pulp.
Rabastan is like a god of war!
Too cruel, too decisive, too fierce!
"No wonder he was reused by the mysterious man." Aisi swallowed her saliva.
People are different.
The same goes for wizards.
He is as strong as Voldemort and Dumbledore, and the sky is in the air every second.
Weak, no better than a natural squib like Filch.
The combat effectiveness of the round is not as good as that of regular soldiers with bare hands.
"Isn't Frank here yet?" Raul asked subconsciously, "With such a big Dark Mark in the sky, he should know where we are, right?"
"Coming, coming!" Aisi responded with a positive tone.
"What?" Raul was a little confused.
"Look over there!" Ais pointed.
I saw a group of people approaching in a hurry.
The leader is Frank Longbottom, who has been waiting for a long time.
Whenever they start killing, or after the killing is over, they will release such patterns to let the world know about their great achievements.
"Did you issue this mark?!" Ciel was furious, "Aren't you trying to harm me? What should I do if more Death Eaters come over?!"
He finally saved some energy coins, trying to start over and create his own exclusive force and territory.
Now, I have to deal with the Death Eaters and this unreliable system.
[According to analysis, there is a 90.00% chance of attracting members of the Ministry of Magic]
Facing Ciel's anger, the system calmly analyzed.
[In addition, there is an 80.00% chance of attracting members of the Order of the Phoenix]
"A member of the Order of the Phoenix?" Ciel's eyes flashed, "Do you want to be honest?"
[It’s just a probability.No matter what, other wizards will definitely come over to inspect the scene] The system said very firmly.
Ciel also understood now.
Such a large Dark Mark is not only for the members of the Death Eaters, but also for the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix.
Although the Ministry of Magic in this world is as weak as the government in the martial arts world, and can only watch organizations like the Death Eaters run rampant and do whatever they want, the Order of the Phoenix is still quite reliable.
These guys seemed like decent people, keen on fighting Voldemort.
Ciel didn't care whether they would fight or not, he only cared about whether he could maintain his own power.
Summoning players from the original world is not something that is easy to do.
First of all, it is necessary to arrange a magic circle that can complete the soul's journey through the world.
Such a magic circle is extremely resource intensive to set up.
If possible, he doesn't want to give up these resources.
If only because he met a Death Eater, he would abandon all his foundation and run away alone.
Even if it takes a long, long time to collect materials, we can get the required consumables together.
This is not even mentioning the collection of energy coins.
"Forget it, we've called for support. Let's take a look first." Charles patted his chest and calmed down his emotions. "Now, we should take a look and see what's going on."
This area was specially selected by him, a wilderness far away from major cities.
Theoretically, it is impossible for anyone to pass by a place where this kind of bird does not poop.
But unfortunately, reality gave him a big mouth.
His cheeks were burning hot.
Moreover, the problem now is that not only is someone passing by, this person is also a Death Eater.
It's going to kill me.
With complicated thoughts, Ciel went to the resurrection point first.
What was used as the resurrection point was a half-collapsed church in an abandoned ancient city.
When Charles arrived, he could see a large number of players rushing out of the church, running along the street for about a hundred meters, and fighting with a man at a three-way intersection.
In fact, using the word "fighting" to describe it is too flattering to the players' performance.
To put it more strictly, this is a massacre.
And the man is the killer.
As for those players, of course they were the ones being slaughtered.
Despite this, these players who were killed crazily did not care whether they would die or not, but continued the cycle of resurrecting from the church - running and being killed.
Because of game settings, these players are left naked after resurrection.
But that doesn't stop players from wanting to kill the BOSS.
They will even chat while running towards the BOSS after being resurrected.
Charles listened for a while.
"Rush! Hurry!"
"Don't rush without thinking! Go in batches! The main force will first pick up the weapons on the ground and then charge!"
"Use the corpses on the ground! Use them as shields!"
"Wow, it's so exciting! You can actually run around naked! How did a game like this pass the review?!"
"It would be nice if there was no mosaic."
"Indeed indeed!"
"You bastard! What are you looking at! Go fight the BOSS!"
"..."
Ciel's mouth twitched as he heard this.
Although he knows that players will become crazy when they see the BOSS.
totally unexpected……
He can be crazy enough to kill the BOSS with his butt naked.
Impressed.
Really served.
If these people knew that this was not a game, but a real world, would they regret their wild actions?
Ciel couldn't help but think of this interesting question.
Unfortunately……
The resurrection of these players will consume his energy coins.
If he didn't need to consume such precious resources, he could be an orthodox entertainer and get melon seeds, peanuts, potato chips, tiger skin chicken feet, spicy duck neck, and Coke, find a place to sit down, eat, and watch these players. The act of committing suicide.
The problem is...
It costs energy coins!
Very precious energy coins!
This is an energy coin that can produce a body!
According to the system, it also has the function of protecting the soul to a certain extent.
To be honest, Ciel didn't know whether what the system said was true or false.
Anyway...
During the second closed beta, someone was driven crazy.
I don’t know if the energy coins have no effect.
Well……
Who knows.
It has nothing to do with him anyway.
After all, he didn't let these players go crazy and die, right?
And I don’t even care about shame anymore.
There is no way, there is no clothes on the newly created body.
Not all are naked.
"Let's find an excuse to patch it up later. Make the mosaic bigger and cover the key parts."
Ciel could only do this.
Who made him so poor?
There is not that much money to buy clothes for players to wear.
Ciel's observation did not attract anyone's attention.
Regardless of the players who are dying, or Rabastan who is rising to kill, they are all focused on what they are doing.
far away.
Raul saw the strange-looking Ciel, but he had no intention of thinking about Ciel's problem.
All his energy was put into Rabastan.
"This terrible murderer!" he gasped.
To be honest, he has never seen such a murderous wizard. Even a dark wizard, no one can compare with Rabastan.
It's only a few minutes?
5 minutes? 10 minutes?Or 15 minutes?
Rabastan killed at least 2000 people, right?
More exaggerated than mowing the lawn!
A fire curse was thrown down on both sides, burning at least sixty or seventy Muggles to death.
An Avada Kedavra hit him from the front, knocking the jumping Muggle away hard.
Then he used the transformation spell to turn the stone next to him into a giant, and trampled the dozen Muggles behind him into pulp.
Rabastan is like a god of war!
Too cruel, too decisive, too fierce!
"No wonder he was reused by the mysterious man." Aisi swallowed her saliva.
People are different.
The same goes for wizards.
He is as strong as Voldemort and Dumbledore, and the sky is in the air every second.
Weak, no better than a natural squib like Filch.
The combat effectiveness of the round is not as good as that of regular soldiers with bare hands.
"Isn't Frank here yet?" Raul asked subconsciously, "With such a big Dark Mark in the sky, he should know where we are, right?"
"Coming, coming!" Aisi responded with a positive tone.
"What?" Raul was a little confused.
"Look over there!" Ais pointed.
I saw a group of people approaching in a hurry.
The leader is Frank Longbottom, who has been waiting for a long time.
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