The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Chapter 16 16. A smart person must learn to do last-hitting

"That damn thing almost scared me to death!"

Kite Man flew all the way to the ruins of Hogwarts before landing on the ground with shaking legs. As soon as he landed, he sat down on the ground with weak legs.

He threw away the ranger key in his hand as if it were an ominous object. It was this thing that almost caused him to be eaten as a snack by the terrifying three-headed dog.

Who would have thought that there would be such a terrifying monster in that dark forest? The moment he encountered the three-headed zombie dog, Kite Man was almost frightened and his heart stopped on the spot.

It's not that he is timid.

Although he is a villain in Gotham most of the time, he is a minion, but Kite Man has also seen the world. He has seen everything from Killer Croc to Shark Man, and he was lucky enough to sit at the same table with those guys and have dinner.

But can Killer Croc and Shark Man compare to the zombie three-headed dog?

Excluding the actual combat power, even from the appearance, this is not a thing of the same level at all, right?

"Buzz buzz"

Kite Man, who was so frightened that he screamed, escaped and rested for a few minutes when he heard a strange engine sound. He grabbed the pistol and stood up. When he turned around, he saw Mason driving a blue car leisurely.

The motorcycle came running over.

The most outrageous thing is that the three-wheeled motorcycle with a rocket-shaped tipping bucket was suspended at least three meters in the air and flew all the way. It was very smooth, as if it was driving on an invisible suspended road.

Now Kite Man finally understood why Mason took such a big risk to get this motorcycle.

This thing can actually fly!

However, when the motorcycle approached, the Kite Man suddenly pulled out his pistol and pointed forward and shouted:

"Stop! Mason, what is that thing in your truck? Why do I look like a zombie? Why did you bring that unlucky thing here?"

"Bad luck? This is the savior! Be respectful."

Mason curled his lips and controlled the flying motorcycle to land on the ground. He glanced at Mr. Porter who was placed in the truck bed.

Although his body was chopped into pieces by Old K just now, Mr. Potter was obviously not an ordinary zombie even after being transformed into a zombie. In these few minutes, his shattered body was actually broken bit by bit under the action of some strange force.

Click restore.

This is definitely not normal.

That's why Mason took the risk and brought Mr. Potter out.

"Where's old K?"

The Kite Man glanced in the direction of the Forbidden Forest and asked with some fear:

"Can those two monsters really kill him?"

"have no idea."

Mason rubbed his aching forehead and said:

"Old K's daring to stay and fight them shows that he thinks he has a chance of winning, so the two of us will have to go back to finish the damage in a while, so we should take the time to rest.

Then activate all remaining engineering bombs.

This time either he dies or we are finished."

"good!"

Kite Man gritted his teeth, turned around and went to get Mason's backpack, took out all the remaining twenty or so engineering bombs, activated and assembled them one by one.

Mason jumped out of the car and first picked up the invisibility cloak and looked at it.

This thing was originally very beautiful. I don’t know what material it was made of because of its silver-gray texture, but it was definitely very luxurious.

But now it was stained with large swathes of blood, making it look ugly and very ominous, and there was always a cold feeling lingering around the cloak.

This is indeed the case:

Bloody Invisibility Cloak/Deathly Hallows

Quality: Epic tailoring/enchanted items·Exquisite craftsmanship

Characteristics: Breath masking·Light as a feather·Invisible armor·Curse added

Effect: Wear a cloak and walk invisibly, isolating all life breath and immune to most detection and monitoring states, providing armor-like protection and protecting the user from entering the [serious injury] state.

Curse: The Cloak of Invisibility was stained with the blood of the user and witnessed the severance of the bloodline of the Ignotus Peverell family, and its magical power formed an unknown curse.

When using the invisibility cloak to enter a battle, there is a certain probability that it will fail and impose increasingly strong mental stimulation on the user.

This curse effect cannot be purified

Producer:Ignotus Peverell

Item description: Don't put too much faith in a magic cloak tainted by despair. It may want to witness your death more than your enemies.

Mason frowned and read the information label. He pursed his lips, stroked the blood-stained invisibility cloak and whispered:

"So, as long as you don't enter a battle, it won't be ineffective? This curse is really troublesome."

"Mason, look!"

The Kite Man suddenly pointed at Mr. Porter in the car and shouted, causing Mason to turn around and hear the Kite Man say:

"There's something embedded in this guy! It's a stone, a broken stone!"

"ah?"

The young man immediately looked at Mr. Potter, and sure enough, following the cracks in his Auror suit cut by Old K, he saw something strange on Mr. Potter's chest.

There are several broken gray stones embedded in the position of his heart.

Mason narrowed his eyes, picked up the tweezers and took out a small piece of Mr. Potter's heart. He thought it would be difficult, but it was actually very easy.

It was as if that thing was also eager to escape from this dead body.

This small stone reflected a cold light in the afternoon sun. The kite man watched as his body trembled and kept retreating. He felt that this thing was definitely not a good thing.

As Mason stared at the small stone, he quickly saw its message:

Broken Resurrection Stone/Deathly Hallows

Quality: Epic Alchemy/Inscribed Item·Exquisite Craftsmanship

Features: Death Resistance·Soul Call·Broken Curse

Effect: The holder can forcefully resist the call of death, lock the life state, and can also use the resurrection stone as a medium to summon the dead mind body. However, this item has a natural curse effect. The longer it is held, the more it will suffer.

The overwhelming mental pressure leads to madness or death.

Curse: After the Resurrection Stone is violently shattered, its effect is no longer controllable. It will continuously summon the mind body of the deceased to form soul shock, and inflict mental torture on all surrounding life.

This curse cannot be dispelled.

Item Description: Turn around! It's looking at you.

"Um?"

Mason turned his head suddenly, and as expected saw a broken spirit body floating next to him.

As he removed all the broken Resurrection Stones from Mr. Potter's heart one by one, the face of the spirit became clearer and clearer.

It is Mr. Harry Potter who has reached middle age.

This poor Auror and former savior has long since died, but his broken soul has been imprisoned in his putrid body by the broken Resurrection Stone and cannot be freed.

From this perspective, the attack by Mason and Old K finally gave this poor soul a final relief.

As for why Potter, a good man in every sense of the word, would embed an evil object like the Resurrection Stone in his heart, the former savior must be using this almost suicidal method to try to turn the tide when disaster strikes, right?

It's a pity that he failed to stage the myth of salvation this time.

"Who is it?"

Mason saw Mr. Potter's spirit body dissipating quickly in the sunlight, so he took the time to ask:

"Who did all this?"

"Over there! Go over there, on top of Gryffindor Tower, where I left everything."

There were not many thoughts left in the broken spirit body. Facing Mason's inquiry, he raised his finger in a distant direction and pointed in a direction, and then it dissipated in front of the young man's eyes like soap bubbles.

Mason suddenly stood up and looked in the direction where the spirit body was pointing.

There was the ruins of a completely collapsed tower. Because it had been burned by fire and only ashes were left, neither Mason nor Kite Man nor even Old K had searched that place.

"That just now. That's a ghost, right? It's a ghost!"

Kite Man's face turned pale with fright, and the ghostly experience he witnessed made this third-tier villain's legs shake like chaff.

This experience, which obviously should not be experienced by people in the earthly world, put poor Charles under great mental pressure. Of course, it may also be caused by the resurrection stone Mason placed at hand that has begun to exert a mental impact on him.

The young man did not immediately set off to hunt for treasure. He glanced at the zombie Mr. Potter in the carriage.

After the Resurrection Stone was removed, this tired soul that had been wandering alone in the ruins of Hogwarts for who knows how long could finally rest, and his cursed body finally stopped moving.

You can even see a hint of a charming smile on that dry cheek.

There seems to be no resentment or anger anymore.

"Do me a favor, carry him down and burn him. Don't be afraid, he is dead, completely dead."

Mason said something to Kite Man, who swallowed his saliva and was ready to argue with Mason.

But when he found that the new boss had picked up his "cat cage" and was using the fragments of the Resurrection Stone to mark the wounds of the zombie tiger cat that was blown into two pieces, Kite Man suddenly felt that Mason, a young man, might have gone crazy too.

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It seems like he really wants to keep this zombie cat!

"This thing can help you, Professor McGonagall, so calm down, okay?"

Mason used tweezers to hold the gray resurrection stone and put it into the broken spine of the zombie tiger cat. If one stone was not enough, he added another stone to the spine of the poor zombie cat.

As he watched, for about three minutes, Professor McGonagall, who was almost blown to pieces, began to repair his dead body under the influence of the Resurrection Stone.

Probably because she wasn't completely dead and zombies couldn't control magic, she still maintained her cat form and had no intention of changing into a human form.

That's fine too.

Mason thought.

It's okay to raise a zombie cat yourself, but if you raise an old zombie witch as a cat, well, it would be hard to explain if someone sees it.

"Leave the remaining fragments of the Resurrection Stone to Yaya and Maomao."

The young man put the voodoo birdcage back into his arms and wrapped up the remaining fragments of the Resurrection Stone, intending to give them to the watchdog Hagrid left behind.

That's a good dog, too.

"ready or Not?"

After almost ten minutes, Mason poured the last sip of water into his mouth, grabbed his gun angrily, and said something to the kite man next to him.

The latter was a little timid, but still nodded under Mason's gaze.

"Okay! Let's go and finish the damage."

The young man said loudly:

"Things have reached this point and there is no turning back. Charles, show off the momentum you had when you followed the Joker to run rampant in Gotham! For our future life, Old K must die here!

After your divorce, you still have a son with your ex-wife, right?

Don’t you want to see him grow up?”

This sentence was like a key, instantly opening the kite man's heart of worrying about gains and losses. The thirty-year-old man gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to open his kite and shouted:

"Fuck old K! Go! Kill him."

"You still want to use a kite to get across? There's a headwind now."

Mason rode on his beloved flying motorcycle, patted the side of the motorcycle, and said to his little brother:

"Come up! Let's fly over."

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The entrance to the Forbidden Forest was not far from where Explosive Girl was killed. The woodland in front of Hagrid's hut had been turned into a hellish scene by fierce fighting.

Hagrid's pet three-headed dog Fluffy, or Maomao to be more adorable, can no longer run proudly and arrogantly through the Forbidden Forest.

The brave old hunter chopped off all three of its heads with two sharp weapons, and shattered its two hearts with enchanted explosive arrows.

Of course, the old hunter paid a terrible price for this.

But as a C-level member of the Star Club, Old K, who has experienced many life-and-death battles in at least ten worlds, naturally has his own trump card. He is not immersed in the glory of victory in hunting the zombie three-headed dog alone.

Wielding both swords, he engaged in a life-and-death fight with the Acromantula with an indescribable astonishing sword skill.

The latter's frontal destructive power is much weaker than that of the three-headed dog, but as a spider-like creature, its natural web-weaving and poisonous instincts allow it to remain quite difficult to deal with after being transformed into a zombie.

It may not be able to fight hundreds of gods, but it can definitely drag powerful enemies to hell together.

Old K was at the end of his strength, but the Acromantula wasn't much better either.

After activating the strange seals at the bottom of the box and using expensive sacred arrows to fight, the Acromantula's bloated abdominal pouch had been burned to the point of being unsightly.

Its pitch-black compound eyes were mostly blinded by Old K.

Logically speaking, even zombie-like beasts should have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. After fighting to this extent, they should also find a way to escape.

But what made Old K extremely confused was that both the three-headed dog and the Acromantula in front of him were fighting with him like crazy until the last moment, as if Old K had done something to feel sorry for them.

The problem is that although Old K's "entry test" was completed in this world, he was only trying his best in this world at that time. He didn't even stay for three days, so how could he provoke such a ruthless character among magical animals?

Woolen cloth?

"puff"

With such doubts, the exhausted old K waved the giant hunting knife in his hand and struck the head of the Acromantula, which turned pale white after turning into a zombie. The sharp blade entered the body and almost split the monster's head into two.

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The latter's miserable, burnt body trembled for a few times before wailing and crawling down.

Old K didn't have the strength to pull out the hunting knife. He grabbed the blood-stained sword and took a few steps back. Then he heard a weird whistling sound, and then more than 20 flying engineering bombs detonated together, turning the surrounding area into a sea of ​​​​fire.

But the old hunter is not dead yet.

A weird magic shield blocked the explosion for him, but he was too weak, and his legs went limp and he knelt on the ground. Panting heavily, he tremblingly took out his last trump card from his bag.

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It was a slender crystal bottle containing amber potion.

As long as you drink this thing, you will be able to "resurrect" on the same spot. Then you can go find Mason and Kite Man and bury them here completely!

Anyway, the harvest from this trip is definitely enough, isn’t it a team member?

There are a lot of strange people in Mason's world, and he has plenty of time to choose slowly, such as the Batman in Gotham.

That seems a bit tricky to activate.

But it doesn't matter, you can take your time.

However, Old K, who had his back turned to the Acromantula, did not notice that at the moment of approaching death, the few remaining compound eyes of the Acromantula were still shining with anger and hatred that even death could not extinguish.

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Especially the giant hunting knife that cut into its head, the familiar and cold aura from it made the zombie-turned-beast almost go crazy.

That's the owner, no, that's the breath of family.

This guy in front of me

murderer!

Murderer!

die!

"puff"

Using the last of his strength, his sharp spider legs were like piercing spears, piercing Old K's body from behind. As soon as the old hunter's hand shook, the amber crystal bottle fell to the ground and rolled.

Towards the front.

Howling, Old K turned around and cut off the poisonous leg of the Acromantula with a sword, but the latter was already dead when he sent this blow.

The old hunter really can’t understand!

What is driving these two long-dead monsters to fight him to the end?

How can they have such strong emotions when they become zombies?

But now is not the time to think about that.

He fell to the ground and reached out to touch the crystal bottle. Just when his bloody fingers were about to touch the bottle, a shoe protruding from the silver-gray invisibility cloak stepped on the crystal bottle.

All the hope in the disgraced old K's eyes solidified at this moment.

"I guess you must be wondering why they are so crazy that they die with you?"

Mason's hoarse voice sounded in this hellish woodland.

It was rare for him to say a lot of words in front of other people, as if he was saying goodbye.

"The three-headed dog in front of you is called Maomao, the Acromantula behind you is called Aragog, and the good dog whose claws you chopped off and left to die at the door of your house is called Yaya.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all children raised by Hagrid.

So, I'm sorry, old K.

But this arranged death duel is indeed a personal grudge between you and Hagrid’s loyal pets. Tell me, how good was it that you left me alone in Gotham four days ago?

No one really wants to see things come to this point."

(End of chapter)