Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

The evil dragon Fafnir never expected that he would be where he is today because of a human being.

With its whole body bound by the current, it roared angrily, roared to the sky, and struggled hard.

But it must have never heard of it, "No one in the world is soft and weak as water, and no one who attacks the strong can win."

No matter how powerful it is, it is in vain under the constraints of the water flow.

But the few river fairies who raised their arms to control the water flow also had beads of sweat on their foreheads.

"It's too powerful, hurry up, we won't be able to hold on!"

The river nymph who had a crush on Clark shouted to Clark.

Clark didn't waste any time, adjusted his body shape and breath a little, then jumped up and rushed towards the dragon.

When Fafnir saw Clark rushing towards him, he immediately opened his mouth, ready to spit out flames, but a large ball of river water poured into its mouth first, cooling it down in advance and quenching its fire.

Clark took this opportunity to fly onto the dragon's back and took off the long sword on his back.

The evil dragon is still shouting, "My scales are harder than precious diamonds, you can't kill me!"

However, the next moment, Clark held the long sword with cold light in his hands and thrust it straight down.

When the long sword reached his body, the evil dragon Fafnir realized something was wrong.

"No!"

But it was already too late now. Fafnir's scales, which were harder than fine steel, looked as if they were made of paper in front of this dragon-slaying sword.

Clark didn't expend any effort at all, and easily pierced the dragon's body with the long sword, following the gap between the ribs, and pierced its beating heart like a huge water pump.

The moment the sword entered his body, Fafnir understood that what the weak human in front of him was holding was a part of his former body.

The evil dragon Fafnir originally obtained the Ring of Nibelung and after wearing it, his sinful soul abandoned his body as a giant and degenerated into an evil dragon.

And the giant body abandoned by it is also on this earth,

Just like his ancestors, it turned into mountains, trees, mineral veins and rivers.

As for the huge tooth that Clark found on the top of the mountain, it was the remaining part of its body after it was decomposed and transformed.

With the help of the magic ring, Fafnir's soul obtained a powerful dragon body that could repel all harm, but it was completely ineffective against the dragon-slaying sword in Clark's hand.

Because the giant's teeth used to make this sword are themselves part of Fafnir's body.

This is like when an organ transplant is performed, using one's own hematopoietic stem cells to cultivate a new organ, so naturally there will be no rejection reaction.

A vital part like the heart suffered a heavy blow, and the sharp roaring sound stopped abruptly in Fafnir's huge mouth.

This evil dragon who did not hesitate to kill his brothers and abandon his identity as a giant for the ring, ended up dying from the attack of the remains of the giants and fell in a pool of his own blood.

This can really be said to be a great irony.

"Bah~"

Clark pulled out the long sword stuck on the evil dragon's back, and the hot dragon's blood rushed into the sky like a fountain under the strong pressure in his body.

Fortunately, he used his spiritual energy to form a protective shield around his body in time, which prevented him from being drenched in dragon blood, making him extremely embarrassed.

Although he also knew that bathing in dragon blood might be a great opportunity for this illusion, it also had hidden dangers.

It is no joke that the dragon slayer eventually becomes the evil dragon.

The brave men who have bathed in the dragon's blood and become invulnerable and powerful actually mean that their own bloodline has been contaminated by the dragon's blood.

While gaining great power, they will also inherit some of the dragon's bad habits.

Of course, this disadvantage may not be a problem for ordinary people who have nothing.

But Clark is a man who aspires to become a god after all, and this method of gaining power by polluting his bloodline is not within his scope of consideration.

Those river fairies seemed to think so too.

They controlled the tentacles changed by the river water, and did not let the body and blood of the evil dragon Fafnir fall into the river water, but moved it to an open space by the river.

"Do it quickly, warrior!

Cut open the dragon's chest, find the golden ring in its heart, and return it to us. Your vow will be complete. "

The river fairies gathered around Clark, urging him to act quickly.

Clark didn't hesitate and walked directly to the dragon's body with his sword in hand.

After learning the lesson just now, he did not directly disembowel the evil dragon, but like killing a chicken, he first cut the opponent's neck with a sword and let it bleed to prevent the dragon's blood from splattering on himself. .

After the blood flowing from the dragon's neck changed from a fountain to a trickle, he walked to the dragon's chest, and through his spiritual perception, followed the opponent's muscle texture, bone structure and scale layers, and began to make drastic strokes. cutting.

The sharp long sword penetrated the gap between the scales, cutting through the muscle bundles that were as thick as an adult's forearm. Like a butcher undressing a cow, he cut open the dragon's chest, revealing the huge, bright red heart that was still trembling slightly. .

Such a bloody and terrifying scene made the river fairies and the little wizards outside the illusion present cover their eyes.

Clark didn't care at all. This kind of bloody scene was not worth mentioning to him. He cut open the heart of the evil dragon with a calm expression, and a golden light came into his eyes.

No one can describe how pure this light is. Anyway, in Clark's opinion, the mountains of gold piled up in the evil dragon's cave just now are not as good as this light.

It is as if this thing has transcended the material itself of gold and has become synonymous with [wealth], and is even expanding in the direction of [rights].

Everyone, including Clark and all the little wizards outside the illusion, as well as the adult professors and even the principals of the other two magic schools, were attracted by this golden light and became addicted to it.

Only Dumbledore, this wise old man, still exudes the light of wisdom in his blue eyes.

"Brave man, please give us this 'gold'!" the river fairy urged again.

Like a puppet on strings, Clark stepped forward stiffly, raised his sword little by little, and the Nibelung ring was placed on the tip of his sword.

He looked at the gold ring obsessively, and the close contact made him understand how precious this thing was.

It is a miraculous thing that can go straight to the origin. It is the most core residue after the death of a certain great god.

Such a high-level object, even in the historical illusion, also has a bit of real essence, so that the flame "Holy Grail" outside the illusion began to urge Clark to bring it out.

At this time, the river fairies beside Clark were also looking at him nervously. Of course, they could not snatch this powerful ring from Clark's hand.

The circulation of these [Layin Gold] has always followed some strange ritual conditions.

At first, the dwarf exchanged "love" for wealth, but later a giant sacrificed "family affection" to rob it, and at the same time, it was cursed by the dwarf.

If all these transactions are not concluded, then from a "legal" point of view, it does not belong to the River Fairy.

Only a person who has obtained the "Gold of Laiyin" can return this golden ring to Laiyin by relying on his pure will, restraining his greed, and resisting the temptation and curse of the Nibelung Ring without resorting to divine power. Under the protection of the river fairy.

Clark remained motionless in this posture. Finally, under the expectant eyes of the river fairies, he handed over the ring on the tip of his sword.

"thanks, thanks!"

The fairies in the river suddenly beamed with joy. At this moment, both the flowers by the river and the scorching sun in the sky lost their color in their smiles.

Even the fish in the river and the birds in the sky sank to the bottom of the river and fell from the sky because of their beauty.

The fairy who had a good impression of Clark took a step forward and stretched out her slender hands, ready to take the ring.

Unexpectedly, Clark's eyes suddenly widened, and while twisting the sword in his hand, he stabbed forward fiercely, pointing straight at the chest of the river fairy.

Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them. They did not expect that Clark would actually get angry under such circumstances. They all speculated whether he had changed his attention, was tempted by wealth and power, and was ready to take the money for himself. Berungen Ring.

Even Dumbledore frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with Clark's actions. Among the audience, Hermione and Neville were probably the only ones who completely trusted Clark.

And he did live up to the trust of his two friends. Clark's sword stopped in front of the fairy, as if it had stabbed something in the air.

Dark red blood gathered along the sword body to the tip, and fell on the grass in drops.

An uncontrollable cry of pain reached the ears of Clark and the River Fairy. The next moment, a tall figure appeared in front of them.

It was the dwarf Mim who helped Clark forge the dragon-slaying sword, no, or it was Mime.

At this moment, he was wearing a golden helmet and was bending over, as if he was preparing to take off something.

And Clark's dragon-slaying sword was stuck in his thigh.

Obviously, he who was invisible just now should be preparing to steal the golden ring while Clark returns it to the Fairy of the Lake.

But he didn't expect Clark to see through it, and instead took advantage of his greed and stabbed him.

In pain, the dwarf Mimei waved her palm angrily, trying to swat Clark away, but Clark lightly stepped back, drew out his sword, and got out of the way of his attack.

However, during the process of drawing out the long sword, the golden ring on the tip of the sword was also retracted by the muscles holding the sword body, drew a curve, and fell on the grass.

Seeing this situation, the dwarf Mimei couldn't care less about Clark. She quickly bent down and wanted to reach out to pick it up.

Clark seemed to have expected his behavior. His retreating body turned around in the air and rushed forward again. The cold light flashed and cut off four of the dwarf Mime's fingers.

"ah!"

As the saying goes, ten fingers are linked to the heart. Mimei, who had suffered a loss, realized that there was a brave man who could slay dragons beside him. He quickly took a few steps back, and at the same time, he was also preparing to fight back with his other hand.

But instead of pursuing the victory, Clark stopped and stepped on the golden ring with his right foot.

The charming golden light disappeared, and the tempted dwarf finally broke free from his greedy desire and regained his composure.

"How did you find me?" Mime held her right hand with four broken fingers and asked reluctantly.

Clark smiled slightly.

"Few people know that after the dwarf Alberich obtained the gold from Rhine, in addition to forging the Nibelung ring, his brother who helped him also used the remaining gold to forge a ring that can Invisible helmet.

And the younger brother of the dwarf Alberich is you—Mime! "

The sword in Clark's hand was pointed at the dwarf.

"Actually, from the moment you appeared in front of me, I had doubts about you.

How can there be such a good thing in this world? If you are next to the evil dragon, you can get the dragon-slaying sword, and the person who gives the sword has nothing else to ask for.

In order to cover up your ambition and greed, you went too far! "

"So you already guessed my purpose? Then you watched me act like a clown, and then waited for me to take the bait?"

The dwarf Mimei had a miserable smile on her face, as if she was filled with grief and despair.

Clark shrugged, "Actually, I wasn't very sure at first, so the sword strike just now was just in case. I didn't expect you to be so unlucky, and you happened to hit my sword."

After saying that, he stretched out his sword and took a few steps closer to the dwarf Mime.

"Of course, it is understandable that you are deceived by the magic power of this ring. As long as you swear to the Rhine River that you will never have any thoughts about this ring again, I can make the decision to let you go. "

There was a ferocious expression on Mimei's face, as if she was making a difficult choice.

In the end, forced by Clark's sword, he nodded helplessly.

"Come to Inn River to witness it, I swear that - in the future - I will never pay attention to this ring again!"

After saying this, the dwarf Mimei seemed to have had her spine bones drained out of her body, and she slumped on the ground, becoming much older in an instant.

Clark took back the sword with satisfaction, turned around and bent down to pick up the gold ring on the ground and return it to the River Fairy.

But before he straightened up, he saw a look of shock in the eyes of the river fairy opposite.

Clark let out a long sigh, as if he had expected it. As he threw himself to the ground, he turned around and thrust out the long sword that had been put away.

Hot blood spread all over Clark's body. The dwarf Mime pressed on him with a ferocious expression, and his chest had been pierced by Clark's sword.

This guy who just swore an oath, in the blink of an eye, because he couldn't control his desire, confirmed his oath.

Clark calmly climbed out from under Mime's body, still holding the golden Nibelung ring in his hand.

In fact, from this moment on, he completely became the owner of this ring.

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