In the whistling of the cold wind, the prompt sound of the system rings again.
[discover the secret place of death - herheim - bridge of the past]
after 50% secret place exploration, you will get [one third of the magic fragment]
(one third of the magic fragment contains strange energy, and you can upgrade one of your magic abilities after obtaining three pieces)
after 100% secret place exploration, you will get [Madman's knowledge]
(Madman's knowledge) "The knowledge of madman..." Hoffa stood on the bridge leading to the unknown void, looking at the fantastic and bizarre shadow of the giant eagle in the distance.
He held his forehead and muttered to himself.
"NIMA, this is too magical..."
He was so angry in his heart!
Life once again made a joke with him. Joey asked him to ask Thunderbird a word. He thought it was the same as visiting a dying distant relative in the hospital in his previous life. He held each other's hand in front of the sickbed, comforted each other, listened to each other's unfulfilled wishes, and did his duty as a descendant.
But it was such a simple task that he was thrown into another world, or hurheim.
This is the legendary kingdom of the dead!
If one can't go back, isn't he trapped here?
Looking back, the huge flesh and blood eye was slowly closing behind him.
It's slow, but it's closed.
Look at the back of your hand. The pattern of the eye on the back of your hand is slowly closing. The speed is synchronized with the eye.
Think of what Joey said to himself, "come back before you close your eyes. Don't force it."
He understood that this eye was his way back to Hogwarts.
Hoffa calculated the speed of eye closure. He estimated that he could only stay here for about half an hour.
It's not too late. Hurry up!
After confirming his goal, Hoffa ran quickly on the stone bridge against the strong wind.
As soon as he ran, his body was made of sand and dust. On this huge bridge, a little debris was blown out by the strong wind. The debris dragged long behind him like thin threads.
This is the second time that he has left the original world. The first time is in the secret room of the Violet Society at school. He entered a book called the book of incantations.
But this time is different from the last one.
Last time, the system didn't give itself a hint at all, which means that the place doesn't exist or has long disappeared. Whether it is true or false remains to be discussed.
But this time the system gave a hint. And the reward has changed from the knowledge of the great God to the knowledge of the madman.
This place is real. Hoffa looks at the empty shadow of the giant eagle far away, and his heart trembles.
He has also read some ancient myths on this side of Europe,
the eagle is Horace valguer, whose name means "the one who devours the dead.".
An eagle transformed from a giant, this giant will put on the clothes of eagle feathers, and is located in the far north of the world. When he waves his arm transformed into an eagle wing, the cold wind will roar across the earth.
He thought these were legends, but he didn't expect that the world was a hundred times more grotesque and grand than he imagined.
If gods exist, are they still alive?
There was no one on the bridge. It was empty.
But with Hoffa running forward, the exploration degree in the sea of knowledge increased unexpectedly fast.
Ten percent
fifteen percent
twenty percent
....
this huge bridge seems endless and endless.
But no matter how Hoffa ran, the scenery on both sides never changed. Wind and snow, nothingness, and the illusion of the eagle.
I ran for about 10 minutes, waiting for the flesh and blood eye behind me to become a small dot.
The system sent a message.
Ding!
[herheim: the bridge of the past] 50% exploration.
Gain a spell fragment (13)
gain 50% exploration and get a spell fragment.
Before Hoffa was happy, he fancied what the madman's knowledge was.
A strange figure appeared on the road ahead.
It's Square, very high, very slow, blurred by the strong wind, and the debris on its body is very serious.
Taras the Thunderbird?
Hoffa quickly ran to that thing. He didn't meet anything after walking so far. It was the first active thing he met.
The closer it gets, the clearer the strange image becomes.
Hoffa then found out that it was a figure hunched over a stone tablet. It was covered with iron chains, bony and bent. The stone tablet on his back is nearly five meters high, which is extremely heavy at first sight."Is that you? Talas... "
Hoffa turned uncertainly to ask questions, but as soon as he turned, he was scared back.
Look at the monster under the stone.
It has no clothes, dark skin, wrinkled, no eyes, no nose, no ears, only a mouth. My mouth is full of maggots.
"Ho..."
"ho..."
"ho..."
"ho..."
"ho..."
it made a painful trembling and wheezing sound, and walked past Hoffa little by little, not looking at him, not paying attention to him, and not thinking about answering his questions.
It is so painful to cover the chest, shaking and struggling to climb in the cold wind to the unknown place.
Hoffa looked at the stone tablet on his back.
He couldn't read any of the words on the inscription.
Not the words of the world.
With one, there is a second.
Soon, Hoffa saw the second figure carrying the stone tablet, then the third and the fourth.
They all walked in the same direction. Some people, like the man just now, had only one stone tablet on their back.
But some of the guys had ten stone tablets on their backs, so dense that they could hardly move.
They lie on the ground and struggle forward like snails.
Most of them were so ugly that they were so terrible.
There are only a few people who have no stone tablets. They walk forward without expression.
This grotesque picture made Hoffa's mind vibrate. After several rounds of meditation, Hoffa converged and walked forward slowly.
Follow his steps forward. There are more and more weirdos here.
"Taras?"
Hoffa whispered as he ran.
Try to find your goal.
But all the people here have no faces. Some people are so ugly that they can't recognize their appearance. Some people's faces are just plain white boards without facial features.
Hoffa instinctively felt that Talas was not here, and it would never grow like this.
He wanted to change his mind.
However, at this time, a weak figure with a stone tablet on his back was finally overburdened and collapsed.
After it fell to the ground, the chain broke as if it were made of plastic.
It was originally on all fours, this time, after the stone fell down, it can finally stand up a little bit.
But it didn't get up easily and set out on the road to relieve the heavy burden. After it uttered a very sad and shrill wail, it frantically rushed to its own stele and tried to pull up its own stele by dragging the iron chain with its thin arm.
But it couldn't move the huge stone tablet at all. At this moment, countless maggots came out of his body and spread out like a tree falling and monkeys crawling all over the ground.
Some of them fell directly down the high bridge, while others climbed onto the bodies of other strange shadows and got in.
After the maggots had crawled clean, the monster had only an empty skin, which was blown to pieces by the cold wind of herheim, and disappeared completely.
Hoffa was terrified by this picture. He thought someone was punishing the shadows and holding them down with heavy objects, but it didn't seem to be what he thought.
But I haven't waited for him to think about the reason.
Another camel's stele figure falls down unbearably, which also circulates the above process.
But this time the figure was closer to him, and some maggots, after leaving his predecessor's body, focused on Hoffa.
They don't have eyes, but they're just staring at themselves, and Hoffa feels it. It was an inexplicable ecstasy, greed, jealousy of the distorted emotions.
The emotion, like electricity, began to transmit on the stone bridge.
When a stone stirs up a thousand waves, maggots in all the strange people suddenly feel the existence of Hoffa.
They quietly climbed down from the original host, gathered into a large group on the ground, and gradually formed a humanoid maggot. He crawled slowly towards Hoffa. As he climbed, he stood slowly.
At the beginning, he stumbled and then adapted to walking upright. He became as tall and as big as him. He looked a bit like himself, like a maggot version of himself.
Hoffa stepped back with a shudder.
As soon as he retreated, the maggot creature immediately opened its mouth and rushed toward him with a wild smile, with a longing expression.
Hoffa's face changed as he watched the figure rushing towards him with a wild laugh. He had never seen such a twisted monster before.
At this time, a warm feeling came from the waist.
Hoffa stepped back and pulled out his wand.
This guy came here with himself.
At the moment, the word "seal" on the end of his wand is unusually bright red, not the faded one in ordinary days.The maggot formed a figure, growling closer and closer, face full of envy, envy and madness.
What to do?
The wand is there, but what kind of magic do you want to use?
Ghost walk!
Hoffa, a little bit of his arm.
The first thing he thought of was the ghost walk.
Boom!!
The expected disappearance did not appear.
Hoffa was in a mess.
Embarrassed to dodge the blow of maggots.
He didn't use to go out for a ghost walk at all. After a moment's thinking, Hoffa understood that he was too stupid. This is not the material world, and he is obviously not an entity.
If the ghost walk works, there's a ghost.
After quickly getting up from the ground, Hoffa crawled out of the bombardment area of the maggot monsters, and his brain turned rapidly.
I haven't learned any attack spells at present, and I lack the necessary attack means.
So how to deal with this terrible situation?
On the huge bridge, countless maggots climbed out of the void, gathered together and became one strange creature after another. It's like the conanberg monster in the post movie. Each of them had Hoffa's face, with a look of longing.
At this time, Hoffa suddenly thought of the group of German black wizards.
Last time in Hogsmeade, he was almost killed by the black wizard's magic transfiguration spell. That's a very effective way to attack, and the morpheme doesn't look complicated.
After a lifetime of thinking, Hoffa immediately takes action. Transfiguration is his best magic.
Like the first deformation class, he immersed his spirit in the wand, trying to change the shape of the wand.
As soon as he entered, he found that the wand was better deformed than he imagined, and Hoffa even felt the expectation of his wand.
It's looking forward to metamorphosis!
On the stone bridge, there were dozens of monsters. They crossed the group of monsters carrying the stone tablet and rushed to Hoffa crazily and decisively.
The magic flowed in Hoffa's body, and half of it disappeared in an instant.
Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, wand in his hands quickly change, elongate, larger, sharp. Finally, a two meter cross sword appeared in his hands.
This sword seems heavy, but it is connected with Hoffa's blood. He can drive this weapon with his spirit. It's like using your own wand.
He raised his hand!
The magic transformed blade is extremely sharp!
A maggot monster is struck in two by Hoffa.
The other monsters rushed up bravely.
Then Hoffa waved the sword in an arc. During the arc, the body of the sword suddenly grew from two Milas to five meters.
With a flash of cold!
More than a dozen maggot monsters were cut in half under this sword!
They howled and fell to the ground!
Did it work?
Hoffa was delighted.
Transfiguration is much better than you think.
But it didn't work.
The two half maggots that landed didn't die. They were crowded and deformed and became two monsters again. With this sword, the monster has more than doubled.
They kept on howling and coming.
"Damn it
Hoffa was shocked. He immediately increased the input of magic. The sword began to deform in a flash. It became wider, thicker, thicker, and finally quickly turned into a sledgehammer. The front end of the sledgehammer is square and square with barbs. It is extremely thick.
It's like a fantasy weapon.
Boom!!
Hoffa smashed five or six maggot monsters with one hammer and rolled them in the cold wind. They fell back and knocked down a large row of the same kind.
Here, spirit is power!
But it's not over.
The group of fallen monsters looked at Hoffa and looked at each other. They were all glued together. They planned to become a giant maggot monster.
In the wave of maggots, Hoffa felt that he did not want to recall this picture in his life.
But their integration will take time.
There was no Talas here, and Hoffa felt it was time to go back. Half an hour had passed. If you don't go back, you will be trapped in the kingdom of the dead forever.
So Hoffa regained his magic and the hammer turned back into a wand.
But just then, just then, Hoffa suddenly felt dark.
Something blocked the sky and the sun flew over his head, blocking the few lights.
He looked up and saw a large group of creatures flying past in the sky.
They form a shadow over the bridge deck.
On closer inspection, Hoffa saw a six winged bird among the creatures. It was Talas.Yes, it is now flying in the void, with a group of unknown creatures, flying to the unknown distance.
"Tower..."
Hoffa opened his mouth and didn't shout.
The Thunderbird in the sky looked down at Hoffa, and then came back.
It sped up and went on, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.
Well, it's over
Huo FA, who held his head high, didn't say a word and stifled it.
It's over, he thought.
That guy doesn't seem to want to bird himself at all.