The Death Knell

"This is a massacre. These pale monsters seem to be a kind of ghost? You brought me here just to see this?"

Two figures, one tall and one short, stood on the ridge in the distance. The wind and snow did not have any impact on them, as if they were protected by a transparent shield. The snowflakes would be blocked and melted by the invisible barrier a few meters away.

The short girl's nose was a little red, but it was not because she was happy, because her big eyes kept rolling her eyes, as if she disliked the man who brought her here.

Seeing the red blood of the three people below staining the ground red, and then being frozen at a very fast speed, the white ghosts began to chatter and laugh harshly, and spoke in an unknown language.

It was hard for her to be happy.

In the world of Men in Black, in order to play the stereotypical image of Asian women in the minds of Americans, she lives in seclusion every day, does not speak much, and is almost exhausted.

After trading a large amount of scientific research materials, learning organizational structure, and stealing the genes of thousands of men in black, the bad professor finally said he could leave, and also proposed to take her to see another kind of 'men in black'.

"Just don't let me play a mute again." Hermione said at the time.

So Deathstroke took her here, which was said to be the world of Song of Ice and Fire. He said he wanted to take a vacation and recruit a druid for the Sky Council.

While the apprentice was talking, Su Ming was still thinking about the news he had received from the adjutant not long ago.

Because Brainiac 21 encountered a guy who claimed to be the "Almighty Recorder" in the ghost universe. He was very powerful. She decisively self-destructed the split robot. In addition, the great lichs from the Sky Council rushed to save him. Mummy looking guy.

Since no substantial damage was caused, the adjutant did not notify Deathstroke immediately, but this time the universe was changed to pass through Sepurk, she still gave a rough idea.

According to the adjutant, the other party didn't seem to have any deep ill intentions, because the energy reading of that being was very high. If he really wanted to do something, he might have to invite Superboy Prime to help him first.

But Su Ming couldn't help but think about that name.

"Of course not, my lovely apprentice, this is just a coincidence." The thoughts in his mind did not affect the conversation, and the professor once again took out snacks to appease the students and said: "I originally brought you to the North just to ski."

"Do you think I will believe it?"

The smart Hermione snorted, but still took the spicy stick. Although it was protected by a magic spell, it would definitely be good to eat something spicy in such a cold weather.

"Speaking of which, I've been thinking about whether I missed anything in my education for you, and now I think about it, have you ever heard of the Finnish Ski Troops?"

Su Ming touched her head, the suit on her body changed into black and yellow armor, and she talked about modern warfare.

"I've heard of it. It's said that they were active in the Soviet-Finnish War and were called the White Death. Those people could ski and shoot at the same time in the snowy forest?"

"Strictly speaking, skiing is used as a means of maneuver, and the gun is stopped and fired after reaching the target area."

The professor shook his head and took out two 98K rifles from his pocket. I don’t know when he collected old goods:

"But I have higher requirements for you, which is to achieve the ideal form of firing in sports. It just so happens that I forgot to teach you this. Don't mention it, it is still a Winter Olympic event."

"ha."

Hermione tilted her mouth and showed no interest, because the scope of application of the ski rifle skill is too small, right? It's better to go to the world of Monster Hunter and learn to use the Dragon Sword.

"If you learn how to do it, I will give you one as a gift when Wilson Enterprises builds it."

The professor whispered, and pulled out another prize, and just like before, it was exactly what she wanted.

The witch, who had been unhappy just now, immediately felt so good. She took the rifle and put it on her back. She also used a transformation spell to change the trees not far away and made herself a pair of skis.

"Let's start now." She said, looking at the faint outlines of the white ghosts in the valley below, she breathed into her little fist.

Su Ming smiled slightly, pushed her back, and asked her to start sliding: "Don't forget to use magic, and hit the head."

The witch doesn't know much about the specific background of this world, but she can guess a little just from the costumes of the dead humans.

It is probably a world with a medieval background, and the professor's reminder that magic can be used shows that magic does not exist here.

Hermione's marksmanship has not weakened as she has mastered more magic, and has always maintained a very good level, at least much better than Wade's casual marksmanship.

As you slide down the mountain, as long as you avoid the dense trees, there will always be a shooting window. It is not an impossible task.

As gunshots that surpassed the times rang out, among the white ghosts in the valley who were still joking with their kind, a head exploded on the spot, turning into a ball of snowflakes and a blue light floating up.

Hermione used the Flying Charm to reload the rifle, and suddenly suppressed the fire. She fired ten shots in just a few seconds. By the time she reached the den, the monsters had been defeated.

At this time, the death knell slowly landed beside her like a dark cloud, inspecting the bodies of the white ghosts.

They don't look like living things, because these smashed ones are more like ice sculptures, at least they don't have blood or brains.

"It does seem to be some kind of ghost or ghost." Hermione answered first before the professor could speak, and then inserted the butt of the gun into the snow: "I don't know if I killed them, but the prize still has to be given to me. "

Su Ming naturally had no intention of denying it. After all, Hermione didn't seem to need this training. She had already mastered this skill.

"You did not kill them, you just used their unknown weapons to drive them away. Some people in this world say that these white ghosts are the servants of ancient gods, and believe that the evil gods represent darkness, cold and death."

"Oh? An ancient god?" Hermione used her wand to cast the Iron Armor Protection Charm on the two of them as a defense: "There is one in this world too?"

Su Ming picked up the enemy's translucent long sword and made a sword show with it, but the weapon broke with a click and was just an ordinary piece of ice in his hand.

He shrugged and answered his apprentice's question: "Who knows, I only know that the white ghost should be considered a magical creature, and its weaknesses are obsidian and Valyrian steel. Maybe dragon's breath can also be used."

Hermione blinked and looked at the broken ice scattered everywhere in the snow:

"It seems to be very ordinary. The monsters here are not strong, and the men in black are not strong anymore. I originally thought that I would still see the kind of 'rubber man'-like special police in black who can't die no matter how hard they get beaten."

"The men in black can be regarded as half a funny world, that's why there are immortal rules that fool people. But this world is not the same. Darkness is the main theme." Su Ming spread his hands, then pointed behind Hermione: "And You see, monsters are not as weak as you think."

While the two were talking, the three people who had been killed by the white ghosts got up again. Their bodies were in tatters, and their brains were frozen, but their eyes had the same look as the white ghosts. The blue light stood up again, with the chill of death.

"Zombies? What you want is that blue energy that infects corpses and transforms them?"

Hermione raised her hand and struck out with a sharp strike, cutting the monster that had just stood up into pieces of frozen meat, and its eyes turned into dead fish shapes.

This isn’t even a vacation!

As if he had read through her mind, the professor firmly denied it: "It's really a vacation. Trust me. Of course, there's nothing wrong with bringing you to see the new magic in another world, right?"