The Magical Journey to Hogwarts

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

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

Of course, Bell didn't think this Loa had truly surrendered at all. After all, he is still a god, okay? Although his strength is a little weak, but he has a strong character here. How can he be so simple and willing to be a slave?

Maybe after they leave, within a few hours, this guy will rebel? But Bell didn'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. Now [Frostmourne] is still empty inside, which is quite 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 Cui Feng is at your mercy."

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 face. He didn't know what was wrong with what he just said? Why is the master so angry suddenly?

Regarding the previous battle, Mu De happened to have relevant memories. Of course, for him, those memories are like watching an immersive 3D blockbuster. No matter how realistic or empathetic, they are still other people's experiences. Although he inherited the name 'Mude', he was 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 master angry?

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

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is 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 dragging 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 student!

"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, [God] is a high-risk profession these days. In the front, 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. Those who were lucky enough to survive were reduced to the point where they had to rely on the banquet skill called [Flower, Bird, Wind and Moon] to make a living. .

In short, there are countless boys and girls who consider themselves the "protagonist" 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 new-born old prophet with a pleasant look. He also found 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, and you can just call me 'Master' like everyone else.

That `s a deal! If you dare to refute again, I will 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 memories, I will put you back into your body."

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

Compared to 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, there will naturally be 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 plug and a socket, which can be plugged in and pulled 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 Mu De is dead. From the moment Bell forcibly extracted his soul, the old prophet was completely dead.

And because of this, Bell can now easily stuff Mu De'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 of Bell's palm and quickly covered Mu De's body. The characters exuded a dark and glorious light, and finally disappeared completely under Mu De's skin. From the surface, there was no difference at all.

"Okay, I have already embalmed this body so that there will be no spots, decay, 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. Today's matter, now, his brain cells are almost reaching their limit, and he really doesn't want to worry about the rest.

So he should go back to his own job and find a place to build a city. As for the follow-up treatment and matters related to the forest troll, let other people in the family worry about it.

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