The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The chosen people of the three gods of death each hold a Nether gem. This gem is like a remote control. Together they can control the crown of Karthus worn by the master brain. The power of the crown can suppress the self-awareness of the master brain and make it a good boy. tame pets.

The Crown of Karthus was designed by the famous foolish arcanist Karsus in order to use the power of the crown to gain divinity.

The gap between mortals and gods is divinity.

The reason why Karsus failed to ascend to the gods was precisely because he lacked this crucial divinity. The moment after he used the technique of ascending to the gods to replace the goddess of magic, the mortal mind could not bear the structure of the magic network, and it collapsed and died instantly.

Therefore, if this crown can really allow mortals to possess divinity, then it is a well-deserved artifact.

Even if it cannot make mortals become gods, its practical value is not trivial.

When the three electors activated the power of the gem, Gale's eyes were like flies stuck in glue, fixed on the crown.

He couldn't help but said: "This crown, the power it radiates is really fascinating. If I could own it... then everything would be very different. I can feel the Netheril magic network on my chest vibrating. ."

"Are you still a demon hunter?" Linde complained.

The Three Chosen pass the Crown of Karthus and issue orders to the Overmind.

The slovenly Gotash said goodbye to Keserik. He said in a frivolous tone: "We will clear this place, formally break camp and march. After you retrieve your weapons, we will immediately catch up with the main force."

Catherick looked gloomy.

"Catheric, don't look downcast. You are the general who wants to destroy Baldur's Gate, and I will save the city from fire and water." The smile on the corner of Gotash's mouth is really worse than the AK. Hard to suppress.

What could be more inspiring to a Bane elect than the rule of a tyrant? there is none left.

With a burst of teleportation light, the huge mastermind disappeared. At the same time, Gotash, Olin, and Duke Ravengard also teleported away.

The soul-stirring storm moved to the surface.

The army of the Supreme God gathered on the outskirts of the small town of Leithven received the instructions from the mastermind at this moment.

[The time has come, believers, march towards Baldur's Gate and clear the obstacles along the way. 】

Thousands of believers, a large number of goblins, gnolls, ogres, and an even larger number of undead creatures, took action at this moment, broke out of camp, and marched westward in a mighty manner.

In the Tower of Moonrise, Jaheira put her foot on Zerrell's chest and put her scimitar on the warlock's throat.

Zerrell was dying, but feeling the spiritual tide of the Supreme God, she couldn't help but laugh.

"You cannot stop her army, Harper, and you will all be destroyed. The day of reckoning has come!"

Before she could finish her words, a sharp scimitar cut off her cervical vertebrae.

The legendary harpist Jaheira said with a serious face: "Justice will eventually come. Sometimes it is as slow as a bad horse, and my mission is to give this horse two hard whips on its back!"

The brain of the mind flayer.

Catheric Thom held his warhammer in both hands and remained silent.

Song of the Dark Night Irene was trapped in the prison of her soul, but she still refused to give in and kept yelling.

Linde began to arrange tactics.

"Gale, give Asdalen the power of invisibility. Irene needs to be rescued before the war begins, otherwise Catheric will be immortal."

"Leave it to me." Asdalen waved his hand softly.

The rogue sneaked to rescue the Nightsong, and Lind led the remaining few people to talk to Catheric.

The old elf turned his head when he heard the footsteps.

"I guess you were the ones who broke into the mausoleum, and you were the one who rescued Irene, right?"

Lind stepped closer to Catheric, climbed to the edge of the brain pool, and stood completely in front of this murderous demon.

"It must be tiring to live, right?"

Som was stunned when he heard this, then laughed, "That's right. It's very tiring."

"I have a question, why do you object to your daughter being with Irene?"

"Because Irene, she is an Aasimar, an immortal creature, but my daughter Isobel's life is not eternal. The combination of long life and short life is destined to be a tragic result. I can't let Isobel live again. Make the same mistakes I did.”

Linde nodded thoughtfully.

"In order to resurrect Isobel, you committed so many crimes. Is it worth it?"

Kesrick smiled calmly, "I won't ask if it's worth it, I'll only ask if it's possible. If killing a thousand is not enough, just ten thousand; if ten thousand is not enough, just one hundred thousand... Fortunately, I My master, Melkor, responded to me in my most desperate moment, after those two bitches, Selûne and Shar, abandoned me.

"My Isobel is back. In return, I will become his chosen one, serve him, work with Orin and Gotash to grow the sect of the Supreme God, and then take it under my command. There will be countless souls by then. for my master to harvest.

"Now, you are in front of me, and you have brought the prism here - the only power that can stop me. I accepted it without mercy.

"I'm going to kill you, and these companions of yours. Then I'll wake you up and make you servants."

Linde showed a sunny smile and said, "You really deserve to die."

At this time, Asdalen had pulled Eileen out of the cage, and the furious divine descendant yelled: "You deserve to die a thousand times!"

Catherick obviously did not expect this change. He still had a lot to say. One of the reasons why villains talk so much is loneliness. Catherick is one hundred years of solitude.

Linde raised the magic contract gun high and shouted: "Holy Slash!"

Irene flew in front of Somu and also roared: "Holy Slash!"

The confused Mingsala whispered: "Holy Slash."

After receiving four dozen Holy Slashes from two Paladins, Catheric Thom was engulfed by invisible flames ten feet high, and screamed as he fell into the bottomless pool of his brain.

The surrounding mind flayers, brain-eating monsters and undead acolytes still resisted, but were quickly eliminated by the adventurers.

Less than half a minute after the battle started, all enemies were cleared.

"He died like that?" Ying Xin couldn't believe it.

Gale was a little nervous, "Don't forget, there is a gem on his armor, which is the key to controlling the crown. We have to find a way to fish out Som."

Linde did not put down the magic contract spear in his hand.

"Okay, the boss has a second stage."

As soon as he finished speaking, Catheric's dying call came to his mind: "Melkor, Lord of Bones, I am here, ready to sacrifice. Everything about me belongs to you."

The expressions on the teammates' faces suddenly changed as a strong cold wind blew from their brains, making goosebumps explode.

A hoarse and heavy voice echoed.

"I am the smile of the pale skull, I am the regret of the ruined body, I am the turmoil of the dead. I am the ghost that haunts the mausoleum, I am the god of graves and years, the lord of dust and dusk - the lord of bones King Melkor!" (End of Chapter)