Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Walking out of the time tunnel again, Murphy felt emotional for a moment.

This was the first time he had traveled through time, so he had become accustomed to such extraordinary things.

He is becoming more and more familiar with the matter of time travel, and has gradually grasped some things. The line of time is getting closer and closer to the entity in his perception. Perhaps, the distance does not depend on the time converter. Being able to time travel isn't too far off.

Perhaps because time travel makes use of some characteristics of the spiritual world, his spatial location will also change every time he travels in time. The place where he appears again at this moment is a coast. Although there are no signposts, Mo Mo Fei still recognized this place as the White Cliffs of Dover in southeast England from the unique chalk geology.

The warm sunshine shone on his face, making him feel a long-lost sense of comfort after staying in the snow-covered hazy forests of Norway for a long time.

In order to promote the "Twilight of the Gods" experiment, he transformed into Loki. Although he had many trump cards at hand to ensure his own safety, he had to relax for a moment when changing vests with a group of professionals, even if he often passed through time. Jumping to avoid being probed too much, I still felt extremely tired.

But compared to the gains, these efforts are worth it.

First of all, the Ragnarok experiment was a complete success, and he had some ideas on how to guide a large-scale "ritual" based on "story" and "legend".

He has mastered some laws of belief and learned to control the gods by weaving "stories". This is a natural flaw in the belief system of the gods. Even if the gods are aware of this flaw, they cannot do anything about it.

This will prepare him for the real layout next.

Secondly, he collected enough divine power in "Twilight of the Gods".

More than a hundred years before Ragnarok, while conspiring with Apollo and Hades, he came up with an idea to solve the problem of disasters from the gods.

That is, the gods are imprisoned and restricted through their own divine power.

The versatility of divine power is too strong. Any external means to restrict the gods - such as the prison cage he will use in future wars with the gods - will be gradually disintegrated by the gods due to various tiny loopholes or defects.

Only the interlocking cage built by their own strength can control them for a long time.

After more than a hundred years of revisions, he has determined a specific plan. One of the most important prerequisites is to collect enough divine power to serve as initial start-up funds.

Murphy looked towards the distant east, took out a gold ring and put it on his right hand.

In an instant, he felt that thousands of kilometers away at the bottom of the Rhine River, a ball of metal containing infinite power was sleeping in the mud at the bottom of the river.

And as long as he wants, he can control the gold at any time through the ring in his hand, reshape it, and exert a power that is enough to destroy a divine realm.

Yes, there are two Nibelung rings.

All made of magic gold, one can absorb and automatically transform divine power, and even accommodate the priesthood by relying on the self-evolution characteristics of magic metal, thus bringing a huge increase in power to its user.

But it is just a terminal.

The real control of the Nibelung Ring is always in the ring worn by Murphy.

But collecting divine power was not the entire purpose of Murphy's creation of the Nibelung Ring.

His other purpose is to bless and confirm the existence of Rhinegold through the Ragnarok ritual.

He implanted the concept of Rheingold into the legend, making it the core of the ritual of Ragnarok. As a result, this object, which was originally just ordinary magic gold, was transformed into a thing that can truly influence people through lies made up by Murphy. The mythical substance of the world.

The ball of gold sleeping in the mud at the bottom of the river is already the most powerful carrier of magic power in this world.

It will become the core material of that divine cage.

Murphy felt the surging magic coming from far away, and quietly suppressed the idea of ​​taking out the gold now.

It's not time yet, there is still some paving work to be done.

Thinking of this, he reluctantly took off the ring and teleported to a cliff.

In his memory, this should be the location of the City of Camelot he had visited, but at this moment, the steep castle did not stand here. Instead, a camp was spread out on the hillside, with countless tents stretching into one area. There is also a fence made of wooden stakes, which looks like a military camp.

Murphy attracted the attention of many people as soon as he appeared. Several people dressed as soldiers hesitated, but in the end they did not dare to surround him.

Murphy looked around and found that there were many alien creatures in the military camp. At a glance, he saw several non-human intelligent species including goblins, centaurs, goat-men and so on.

What struck him even more strangely was the ratio of wizards here.

In his magic vision, more than half of the humans in the camp were glowing with magic, not just those who looked like wizards, but even the blacksmiths and the women squatting by the stream washing clothes. They are all wizards.

This is actually a gathering place for wizards.

While he was looking around, a man who looked like an officer came up and reached out to grab Murphy's shoulder, but the latter turned aside and dodged.

"Wizard! Who do you belong to? What are you doing here? Go back to your post!"

Murphy looked at the other party inexplicably, "My position?"

The officer became wary and looked at Murphy, "Who are you? Why have I never seen you before?"

As he spoke, he drew out a sword, and what surprised Murphy was that the sword turned out to be a magical metal creation. He pointed the tip of the sword at Murphy, and the soldiers behind him also drew their weapons. , as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Show your identity!" the officer shouted, "or I will treat you as a spy!"

Murphy hesitated. The force of these people could not hurt him at all, and it was easy to defeat them. However, Murphy was somewhat interested in this camp and did not want to stand in a hostile position.

However, his hesitation was taken by the other party as proof that he had no legal identity. The officer shouted, "Catch him!"

After saying that, he came up and prepared to capture Murphy.

It seemed that a conflict was inevitable, and the military camp seemed to be in a very tense state.

Murphy was naturally unlikely to let the opponent attack. He was about to disappear and leave the battlefield. But at this moment, a lame man in tattered robes rushed up and protected Murphy behind him. "Stop, stop! He is Our companions are the subordinates of the Son of Merlin!”

The officer's sword almost hit the man, but he finally stopped, looked at the man, and shouted: "Merdine Wilt, do you dare to vouch for this man?!"

"Yes, this is the new wizard brother who has joined us. I invite him to serve Lord Merlin."

The officer left with suspicion on his face. Merdin watched the other party go away, pulled Murphy aside and said: "No matter what rumors you heard before you came here, they are all false. Before Merlin finds out, hurry up and Please leave, this is not a refuge for wizards, and Merlin is not the savior of wizards. He is a warlord just like those Christians who hunt us, he is just..."

However, his words came to an abrupt end as a large hand made of branches and vines grabbed Merdin's neck from behind and lifted him up.

A young wizard wearing a feather-woven robe stepped out of the crowd.

"Merdine Wilt, I warned you, I will kill you if I hear you say bad things about me behind my back again."

"You've already lost a leg over this."

"But unfortunately, it seems you haven't learned your lesson."