The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

"We don't have to fight, that's a good thing." Linde stuffed Ansu's soul back into its bones.

The undead dragon began to revive. A violent wind blew out of the pile of bones. The humid air in the dragon's chamber became ionized and smelled. A large amount of static electricity flashed on the bronze dragon's skeleton, condensing into a terrifying blue-purple plasma, which fell to the ground, and the rocks were scorched black.

Linde retreated step by step to a safe distance to avoid being affected. The adamantine armor was also conductive and quite dangerous.

Constantine was a little surprised. From his perspective, Anzu's soul rushed into Lind's body, and then fell into silence. A few seconds later, the soul of the bronze dragon emerged from the back of Paladin's hand for some reason. out.

【How are you? 】

"What are you worried about? Do you think I will be possessed by the dragon's soul, or take away my body?"

Magic can have the effect of seizing someone else's body, and a 6-level magic soul pot can rob someone else's body.

For a moment, Constantine thought that Linde had also been taken away by Ansu. He stood motionless at that time.

[Ansu is still alive. I never expected it. This fact shocked me. If you were accidentally injured, I would have lost a valuable ally. 】

"Precious ally, your judgment of me is really distant."

Constantine did not smile. The Mind Flayer had already "evolved" away most of his emotions, but there was indeed a hint of smile in his tone. "Don't be surprised, I understand that you also keep a distance from us." If you die in the decisive battle, or become a servant of the Supreme God, I will find a way to bury your body. 】

"You're quite a nice person."

The bronze dragon Ansu cheered up after his long death and stood up again.

Constantine used the Mind Flayer Tadpole in Lind's mind as a relay station to cast a hazy magical phantom. He raised his hand and said: "Ansu, it's me, don't do anything. Old friend, do you still remember me?"

To his surprise, the bronze dragon did not get angry, but cautiously stepped forward with its withered legs, walked up to Paladin, and lowered its proud head.

Anzu paid no attention to Constantine's magical vision.

"This..." Constantine was a little stunned, and a subtle feeling inexplicably arose in his cold and rational heart, as if he had been betrayed by his lover.

Linde raised his hand to caress his chest and bowed slightly to the undead dragon, showing the respect of both parties as equals.

Wizards must learn to respect magical creatures, which is learned in the course.

As a type of metal dragon, bronze dragons usually belong to the lawful good camp. Although Ansu turned into an undead out of resentment and inevitably skewed to the evil side, he still maintains a higher moral standard than ordinary people.

Ansu said nothing, the fire in his eye sockets burning quietly.

Constantine wanted to say something else, but after waving his tentacles for a while, he found that there was no point in saying anything.

Linde sat down cross-legged and spoke in a relaxed tone: "Baldor's Heart, do you know that this city has once again become a feast for evil gods? A major crisis related to the safety of the multiverse is brewing here, and you, as the guardian , are you going to stand by and watch at this moment?”

Ansu whispered: "I won't. This city has a despicable founder, but my oath will never be compromised."

Constantine said calmly: "Ansu, I'm sorry."

The Bronze Dragon ignored him.

Lind raised his hand and touched the skull of the undead dragon. The touch felt like a piece of ironwood soaked in the glacier, and there was a slight feeling of numbness. Through physical contact, he used Larry's mind connection to tell the story of Constantine's origin. Transmit to Anzu.

The bronze dragon let out a hollow whimper: "Bodean, he is still alive, but my Bodean is dead."

Lind turned to condemn Constantine: "Look at the good things you have done, you love liar."

The Soul Eater raised its hands and six tentacles, its octopus face full of innocence.

Ansu's sentimentality will last for a period of time, maybe ten years, a hundred years or more. The dragon's view of time is different from that of short-lived species, and the undead's view of time is even stranger.

Linde smiled slightly, "Look at how embarrassed you are now. You can't rush to the battlefield. Come on, let me help you reshape your flesh and blood."

The bronze dragon readily agreed.

Before that, he lowered his head and let Linde step on him and pull out the legendary two-handed sword that was inserted straight to the hilt.

——Bodian’s Giant Killer.

The magic flowing in this great sword makes every swing of the swordsman extra powerful. When facing a huge opponent, whether it is an ogre, a giant or a fucking dragon, this great sword will be particularly excited. , chop them down hard.

Lind grabbed the giant sword in his hand and swung it around. Thanks to the mirror memory he had previously received in Shar Monastery, he had mastered the fighting styles of the two giant sword weapons, so he was able to play with style.

As a prize for passing the trial, the Helm of Baldur is placed on the display stand at the end of the secret room, which is also a legendary magic item.

"Another full day."

Although for Linde now, except for artifacts, other magic items are just small toys, the joy gained is real.

Constantine suddenly spoke: "Your companion asked me to bring you a message."

"Who missed me?"

"Shadow Heart asked me to ask you if you are dead. They plan to visit you in prison tomorrow."

"Let them help with the errands. I have to stay here for a while."

Repairing the dragon's flesh and blood is a big project. Linde has no intention of riding a skeleton dragon into the sky to meet the enemy in front of the entire city. Unless he is holding Frostmourne, the Lich King will still let him Let someone else do it.

Without further ado, he picked up the Scythe of Melkor and began to draw the shape of the magic circle on the ground.

The Flesh Resurrection Ceremony requires a considerable amount of materials, especially natural materials related to Druidry. Fortunately, Jaheira, a great druid, helped prepare the supplies. In the next few days, Linde stayed in the dragon's secret room without leaving home. .

Teammates come to visit every day, and going in and out of prison is like entering a deserted land.

They brought Linde food supplies, as well as news and political insider information from the city.

Maybe the small citizens living there don't have deep feelings, but this city is now like a powder keg. It seems to be stable and improving, and the sun is shining brightly, but it may explode at any time.

The mastermind became more and more active, causing small earthquakes in the city every day and large earthquakes every three days.

Gortash controls the Order of the Supreme God and develops spies in the city, spreading mind flayer tadpoles among the residents and the Flamefist Corps.

Constantine and Belina Steme adopted a tightening strategy. In addition to constantly promoting brain-computer patches and developing United Industries, they no longer fought for the position of Duke Gao in a high-profile manner.

With the financial support of Gotash, the Iron Hand Gnomes started their own company and began to produce guns, cannons, internal combustion engines and automobiles. It is said that their goal was to produce tanks.

Zonggui and the businessmen hovered between Gotash and Belina, stingy with every penny of investment, but greedily dividing the cake of the industrial revolution, buzzing like a swarm of vampire flies.

Linde didn't pay attention to all this. He still stayed in the dragon's secret room. The undead bronze dragon beside him gradually became plump, and every hard scale shone like ancient metal.

"Suck--"

Ansu let out a long breath, "Is it soon? I can't wait..."

"Be patient, it will be soon." Paladin stroked the dragon's head gently, and the Chongsa River flowed day and night above his head. (End of chapter)