Hogwarts Wizarding Journey

"Very good! Be good, follow me from now on, I'll keep you alive and well! Go ahead and strengthen the regeneration abilities of those troll warriors, and try to get them to recover as soon as possible."

Bell patted Loa's eagle head and showed a "little boy can teach" smile.

Of course, Bell didn't think that this Loa had truly surrendered at all. After all, he was still a god, okay? Although his strength was a little weak, but he was so powerful here, how could it be so simple?

Are you willing to be a slave?

Maybe after they leave, within a few hours, this guy will rebel? But Bell doesn't really care.

If the trolls of the Cuifeng Tribe really rebelled, the worst he could do was work harder and make another trip. It just so happened that in the past two years, he had not seriously collected a few souls, and now [Frostmourne] still has all the souls inside.

It's empty, which is a bit unworthy of its name.

If these trolls are willing to contribute selflessly to help him strengthen the power of [Frostmourne], then Bell might even thank these guys.

Anyway, he won't lose money no matter what.

"My god, Mu De Cuifeng, is at your service."

Suddenly, an old voice from the side interrupted Bell's beautiful fantasy about the future.

"Who scolded me!"

Bell turned his head angrily and saw that Old Prophet Mu De had completed the fusion of memories, and his expression became alert again.

The old prophet was kneeling in the air at the moment, looking at his master with a confused expression. He didn't know what was wrong with what he just said? Why was his master suddenly so angry?

Regarding the previous battle, Mude happened to have relevant memories. Of course, for him, those memories were like watching an immersive 3D blockbuster, no matter how realistic or how

I feel the same way, and that is also the experience of others. Although he inherited the name 'Mu De', he is not the original great prophet of the Cuifeng tribe after all.

Therefore, the reborn Mu De not only did not have any resentment for his death because of Bell and others, but also admired the power of Bell and others from the bottom of his heart, and thanked Bell for giving him a new life.

In Mu De's current view, his master possesses such powerful strength and magical means, which makes him more worthy of the identity of a god compared to those Loa who are not worthy of their name.

So why is the owner angry?

Could it be that the owner is not satisfied with the identity of a mere god?

If you think about it carefully, there seems to be no problem. After all, those Loa are regarded as gods by the trolls. Now that he calls his master a god, isn't it equivalent to bringing his master down to the same level as the Loa?

At this level, it is reasonable for the owner to feel angry.

It seems that even though he has inherited many memories of the old Mu De, he still has a lot to learn as a new kid!

"The great god king..."

"stop--!"

Hearing the other party's names becoming more and more outrageous, Bell was so frightened that his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he quickly stopped the other party.

As we all know, these days, [God] is a high-risk profession. In the past, there was the bald Kui Ye who killed everyone from bottom to top, and in the back, there was some fireless ember spreading fire everywhere, and those who were lucky enough to survive were reduced to relying on each other.

The banquet skill called [Flowers, Birds, Wind and Moon] is to the point of making a living by performing arts.

In short, there are countless boys and girls who consider themselves the "protagonists" every day, racking their brains to kill a god for fun.

Then they were slaughtered.

There is no way, the dragon slayer will eventually become an evil dragon.

What? You said you are different from others, that you are a good [god]?

who cares?

What people fear and resent is never a specific existence, but power and power.

The power and might of others.

All in all, all in all, Bell hasn't lived enough yet, and he doesn't want to be targeted by those endless troublesome things.

"Ahem, just call me Bell."

Bell looked at the newly born old prophet with a pleasant look. He also realized that his reaction just now was a little too extreme, and it even scared the old man.

"How is that possible? You are great..."

"Okay, okay, then let's each take a step back. Just like everyone else, just call me 'Master'.

That’s it! If you dare to refute again, I’m going to go crazy!”

"...Yes, Master."

Mu De also shamefully 'surrendered'.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Bell smiled and nodded, very satisfied with the other party's understanding.

"Since you have now integrated your memory, I will put you back into your body."

Reaching out to grab Mud's soul, Bell casually stuffed it into the body that had returned to its aging form on the ground.

Compared with extracting the soul, it is much simpler to stuff the soul back into the body. Because extracting the soul is equivalent to killing the opponent, it will naturally encounter strong resistance from the opponent.

And putting the soul back into the body will naturally make it impossible to resurrect the other party. The relationship between the soul and the body is not like a bolt and a socket, which can be plugged in and out.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, after the soul is removed, even if it is immediately put back again, the fact that the target is dead is irreversible.

Yes, the old prophet Mude is dead. From the moment Bell forcibly pulled out his soul, the old prophet was completely dead.

And because of this, Bell can now easily stuff Mud's soul back into his body, which is equivalent to stuffing a person into a doll suit.

Putting his right hand on Mu De's head, black ancient magic script characters slipped out from Bell's palm and quickly covered Mu De's body. The characters emitted a dark and glorious light, and finally disappeared completely under Mu De's skin.

, from the surface, there is no difference at all.

"Okay, I have already embalmed this body so that there will be no spots, rot, etc. However, this body is already dead after all. If it is exposed to it for a long time, it is not difficult to detect abnormalities.

, so you have to seize the time to solve the problems in the Kingfisher tribe, and then fake your death to escape."

Bell warned.

"As you command, Master. What should I do next?"

Mu De stood up, moved his body slightly stiffly, and asked for instructions at the same time.

"Uh, well... someone will come and explain it to you in detail later."

When it comes to 'conspiracies' and the like, Bell, a fool who only knows how to be reckless, is really not good at it. After today's incident, his brain cells are almost reaching their limit. He really doesn't want to do the rest.

No more taking care of it.

So he should go back to his own job and find a place to build a city. As for the subsequent handling and matters related to the forest troll, he should leave it to other people in the family to worry about.

Just remember to call him during the fight, so he can come over and pick up a few troll souls to study.