People are in Hogwarts, What the hell is the flood system?

Chapter 196 Dagon is coming? I invite you to die!

Rhine's mocking voice rang out, stopping Flint's voice abruptly.

Now almost completely transformed into an evil creature, he rarely recalled some human memories, namely the extremely painful situations when Rhine had dealt with him at Hogwarts.

Immediately, a surge of frenzied killing intent emanated from Flint.

The already chilling feeling that everyone present had intensified.

Frank and Alice looked at the terrifying and disgusting monster before them, their hearts filled with indescribable horror.

Their memories were still stuck in the last wizarding war, the severity of which was far beyond the imagination of wizards who hadn't experienced it.

Strictly speaking, the intensity of the Second Wizarding War in the original story was just child's play compared to the first, not worth mentioning at all.

After all, the war in the original story lasted at most two or three years, and most of the time it was just some forces secretly resisting Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Only the final Battle of Hogwarts could truly be called a major war.

But even in that battle, Voldemort's forces were much weaker than during the First Wizarding War, to the point where even werewolves, giants, and Dementors were dragged into the battle.

The foundation of the magical world, whether it was vicious dark wizards or righteous white wizards, had mostly been depleted in the First Wizarding War.

Back then, encountering various vicious dark magic creations on the battlefield, or even monstrous dark wizards who imitated Voldemort by using dark magic to transform their own bodies, was a very normal occurrence.

But even Neville's parents, who had been through countless battles, had never seen anything as terrifying as Flint before them in that war.

Judging by what they heard, this thing was actually a Hogwarts student not long ago?!

What kind of magic could turn him into this?

Frank and Alice didn't have time to think too much and instinctively grabbed their wands, stepping in front of the young wizards.

Years of slumber, fighting against madness in their subconscious, gave them a feeling akin to a Primordial cultivator overcoming a mental demon tribulation, their will reaching a new level.

Reflected in their magic, their magical strength not only didn't diminish but increased, already comparable to the most elite professors at Hogwarts.

Two silver rays appeared, the light of the Patronus Charm falling, resisting the frenzied aura emanating from Flint.

"Children, hide behind us!"

Frank and Alice shouted.

But Neville was the first to disagree, his eyes seeming to burn with flames.

He had finally seen his parents awaken, and he didn't want them to fight alone.

At this moment, the usually timid Neville changed his usual demeanor, his expression firm, possessing the demeanor of Gryffindor's sword saint from the original story.

He held his wand towards Flint, unhesitatingly firing spells.

"Confringo!"

"Incendio!"

This was like a signal, Hermione, Harry, and Ron, just like when they were fighting the three-headed dog together, unleashed a series of skilled spells in coordination with Neville, engulfing Flint.

Frank and Alice exchanged a glance, unable to hide the surprise in their eyes.

Wasn't Neville only in his first year?

This spell level, this combat ability, even during the war, would be comparable to a third-year student!

And Neville's friends, their coordination was simply excellent!

Joy arose in their hearts, along with much shame.

They were delighted that their child had become an excellent young wizard and had made so many equally excellent friends, but they were ashamed that they hadn't done anything for Neville all these years.

But the next moment, a fierce and evil wind interrupted their thoughts.

"Protego!"

Two Shield Charms were cast subconsciously, followed by a series of cracking sounds, the thick magical protection shattering inch by inch under the whipping of a flying tentacle.

If they hadn't reacted in time, the tentacle would have cut them in half!

Their expressions became serious, their eyes looking towards the explosion caused by Neville and the others' spells.

Flint's figure was still wriggling hideously, without the slightest damage.

Their hearts skipped a beat, and just as they were about to remind Neville and the others, they heard Hermione shout loudly.

"This thing has strong magic resistance, the tentacles are fast, use Formation Two!"

Harry, Ron, and Neville scattered in response, releasing spells in an orderly manner, while Obstacle Charms were also cast in the air to block Flint's tentacles.

Seeing this, Frank and Alice exchanged a glance, retracting their intention to remind the children.

This combat performance was far beyond their expectations.

Was Hogwarts now so focused on combat?

Hermione even said to Rhine.

"Rhine, let us deal with Flint for now."

"You spent so much time training us, we have to prove ourselves!"

Rhine also revealed a gratified look upon hearing this.

With him watching from the side, nothing would go wrong. It was a good opportunity for Hermione and the others to accumulate experience in fighting these kinds of evil creatures.

If he guessed correctly, the frequency of these evil creatures appearing would probably become more and more frequent in the future.

He also took the opportunity to examine what exactly had happened to Flint.

His gaze swept over Flint, Rhine's eyes flashed with obscure and mysterious light, and he saw at a glance that Flint was not a true, genuine evil creature, but rather one that had been transformed after the fact.

The frenzied aura emanating from him was far inferior to the few evil creatures Rhine had encountered before.

And during this period, Rhine's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, and he was no longer the same as before.

The evil creatures behind the scenes hoped that this thing would eliminate him?

Had they lost their minds?

Before he could figure it out, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

Flint seemed to have had enough of this entanglement. He had only just obtained such great power, but he was entangled with a few flies, which really made him impatient.

What's more, the Great Father Dagon was watching him, and he had to perform well in front of the Father God.

Immediately, an even more frenzied aura emanated from his body, and howling winds rang out around him, the dark sea roaring as it crashed against the reefs.

Flint jumped into the sea, then turned into a blur that was moving with incredible speed, circling around the beach.

It looked like an octopus, but much faster and more terrifying.

Alarm bells rang in Hermione and the others' minds. The next second, writhing tentacles, accompanied by Flint's grotesque fish-like body, burst from the sea, turning their faces pale with a fear that permeated their very blood.

Frank and Alice's magic was easily crushed by Flint, and even the two Patronuses that had been protecting the group let out a mournful cry before being shattered by the tentacles.

Losing the light of the Patronuses, a maddening whisper gradually filled everyone's minds, as if the sea itself was murmuring in a frenzy.

They instinctively clutched their heads, struggling to resist the insane voices, while visions of the deep, deeper seabed involuntarily surfaced in their minds.

A realm of eternal, silent depths, where a colossal shadow slumbered...

Suddenly, a surge of clarity washed over their minds, pulling their consciousness back from the abyss.

Hermione opened her eyes, the refreshing scent of a Pepperup Potion filling her mouth.

She looked ahead, seeing Rhine's back shielding her.

Had Rhine saved them again?

In the end, was she still incapable of doing anything, forced to rely on Rhine's protection?

At that moment, Rhine spoke.

"Hermione, you did a great job."

"Thanks to you, I think I understand what those things are relying on."

"You all get some rest. Leave the rest to me."

Hermione was stunned for a moment, then a faint smile appeared on her face.

She had helped Rhine?

That was wonderful.

Immediately, the profound exhaustion from fighting the madness washed over them, as if they had received too much information at once, and Hermione and the others fell into a deep slumber.

Only Rhine remained conscious on the beach, facing Flint alone.

Flint seemed somewhat excited.

"Rhine Snow, if I sacrifice you to the Great Father, he will surely favor me even more!"

Rhine smirked, as if he had heard something ridiculous.

The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ say ⊥ in ⊥ ⊥ ⊥ first ⊥ hair!

He glanced at Flint indifferently.

"Do you really think you're something special?"

"Based on you? You're certainly bold to think that way. I'm afraid even your Great Father wouldn't dare to count on you."

Flint instantly flew into a rage.

"What do you know?"

"A mere mudblood, a mere mortal, how could you possibly understand how powerful I am now..."

Before he could finish, Rhine, expressionless, clenched his fist and unleashed it.

With one punch, the air shattered. The power of his physical body after Xuan Gong's first transformation was undeniable, carving a deep trench in the dark sea.

As for Flint, who stood in the path of that punch, he exploded into a foul-smelling mist of blood.

A moment later, the blood mist gathered as if it had a life of its own, and Flint's incredulous roar echoed.

"Impossible..."

"What are you?!"

Rhine's face darkened.

"Who are you calling a thing?!"

Another punch, and the blood mist that had just gathered scattered again.

But a moment later, the blood mist reassembled.

Flint's voice echoed again.

"It's useless, useless. The power of a god is beyond your imagination."

"My body and soul are immortal and indestructible. You can't kill me; you'll only make me stronger!"

This time, two identical Flints appeared in the blood mist.

Rhine's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he casually threw another punch.

Instantly, the blood mist exploded, but then four Flints appeared, their hoarse, cacophonous voices echoing on the beach.

"Kill me, the more you kill me, the more of me there will be."

"Struggle..."

"The gods have already chosen you as a sacrifice. You can't escape..."

Rhine said nothing, simply unleashing punch after punch, creating a storm.

When there were hundreds, even thousands, of Flints, and the entire beach was almost occupied by his frog-like eyes and octopus-like tentacles, Rhine licked his lips, like a gourmet about to enter a buffet.

"That's about enough to eat..."

Before Flint could understand Rhine's meaning, Rhine waved his hand, and the Abi Hellscape Sword roared out from his Yuan Sea, transforming into a blood-colored sword shadow like a shooting star.

The power of the Sword Dao of Slaughter was fully unleashed, piercing through countless Flints in an instant, leaving behind a sword energy that thrived on slaughter.

Flint was about to mock its uselessness, but the next second, he felt extreme terror.

The power remaining on that sword seemed inexhaustible.

The faster he recovered, the faster that power killed him.

He had become nourishment for that sword?!

The next second, the aura of madness on Flint's body dissipated, as if he had learned a harsh lesson and remembered it well.

Flint's physical body completely shattered, with no possibility of recovery.

Rhine waved his hand, and streams of Slaughter Sword Qi, full from their feast, converged on the Abi Hellscape Sword, making the Slaughter Sword Dao on the Abi Hellscape Sword even stronger.

The sword light shone brightly, its aura soaring to the heavens!

But Flint's insane voice still echoed on the beach.

"You can't kill me, can't kill me, my soul is immortal and indestructible..."

Rhine revealed a strange smile, and a Judge's Pen appeared in his hand, the tip shimmering with a ghostly light.

"An immortal soul?"

"Daring to speak such nonsense before the Judge, you seek your own death."

Then, Rhine made a stroke with the Judge's Pen, and the power to extinguish souls and break spirits surged.

A gust of yin wind swept through, and Flint's voice, which had been echoing on the beach, only had time to let out a shrill, terrified scream.

Then everything returned to silence, only the Judge's Pen became more solid in the silence.

Rhine's eyes showed satisfaction.

The harvest from killing Flint had saved him countless hours of polishing the Abi Hellscape Sword and the Judge's Pen!

On the system screen, passionate words also appeared.

[After a bloody battle, the host has killed a chosen one with demon bloodline, taught by a saint, and wants to seize the protagonist's position in the calamity]

[Who is the peak at the end of the prehistoric world, seeing the host turns everything into void]

[Who claims to be invincible, who says never defeat? All are the dead bones on the host's road!]

But after a moment, trembling, chaotic words appeared on the system again.

[The moment the host killed the demon genius, chaos boiled, the way of heaven surged, and a majestic pressure swept through the prehistoric world, causing all living beings to tremble]

[A saint is transmitting mana, and an incarnation is descending!]

Rhine looked at the depths of this sea, under the dark, churning water, a shadow like eternity was constantly expanding, as if some ancient being that had been sleeping for millions of years was slowly revealing the tip of the iceberg.

A maddening aura, many times stronger than Flint's, swept across the beach.

But Rhine's eyes did not show any surprise.

He had already sensed it. Flint couldn't kill him, and he knew that those evil things must know it too.

They were just crazy, but Rhine didn't think they were stupid.

Since they had painstakingly set up this situation, they must have had a sure chance of success.

Now it seemed that it was already clear.

Rhine looked at the constantly expanding shadow, with a Qingyun Zijing crown on his head, holding the Abi Hellscape Sword, standing in the air, and called out his name.

"Dagon? An evil thing that is one of the sources of wizard magic, or should I say an evil god, an Outer God?"

"It doesn't matter, whether it's a projection or an incarnation today..."

Rhine grinned.

"This poor Daoist is a true disciple of the Jade Void Palace under the Chan Sect. I invite the Outer God to die!"