The Evil God of Hogwarts

"What happened? How could this happen?" Elaine quickly walked into the treatment room, and those strange instruments were making sharp beeps.

But the most critical thing is that Edward Mendez's body has undergone terrible changes. His skin is withering rapidly, and many parts of his body have begun to twist.

The mad doctor frowned. On the one hand, he laughed at Mendes in his heart, wishing that he would die soon. But on the other hand, he was reluctant to part with this masterpiece. After all, it was his first successful work.

After a few seconds of tangle, Richter picked up the needle and plunged it into Mendez's neck. Black liquid began to flow through Mendez's body along with the blood vessels.

After a while, the mutations were suppressed, and the shed skin gradually began to return to normal, but Mendes showed no signs of waking up.

"This..." This is the first time the mad doctor has encountered this situation. Generally speaking, a piece of filthy blood is enough to wake up a person lost in a dream.

Elaine next to her was equally panicked. She almost screamed: "One more shot!"

"You're crazy, I'm not." Richter retorted coldly, "The injection he just gave him was already the maximum dose."

"Stop talking nonsense, Ernest, if he dies. Do you think the believers will let you go?"

"You crazy people!" Richter took another tube of filthy blood and injected it into Mendez's body.

This filthy blood is extracted from dream monsters. It is not so much blood as it is a stabilizer. After a series of complex refinements, it can greatly increase the user's resistance to dream pollution.

But this does not mean that these things are completely harmless. Extensive use of dirty blood will also cause irreversible pollution. What is even more frightening is that these things are addictive and will eventually turn the user into a blood-thirsty monster.

As time passed by, Mendes still showed no sign of waking up. Elaine made the final decision, "Inject all the remaining blood."

"If he mutates, we won't have time to escape." Richter began to regret, why did he choose to stay with this madman? He should have left with the transport team.

Seeing Richter's delay in moving, Elaine took all the syringes from the medicine box and plunged them into Mendez's thigh.

The mad doctor wanted to stop him, but it was too late. As a large amount of filthy blood was injected, Mendez's body trembled slightly. Then he breathed heavily, followed by a violent cough.

The cough eventually turned into vomiting blood. After vomiting a large amount of blood, Mendez finally woke up. A red-burned handprint appeared on his face and head, and other parts of his body also showed varying degrees of pain. scars.

"Edward, are you okay?" Elaine asked nervously, and the answer was a hand piercing her heart.

"Why... why?"

"My love," Mendes said weakly, "I am not yet dead. I need your sacrifice to save me."

After saying that, Elaine felt a pain in her heart, and then she knew nothing.

Mendez took it all in, the scars on his body gradually healing, but the mark on his face never faded.

"What are you hiding, doctor?"

Richter's hand hidden behind his back trembled slightly. The injection needle in his hand contained high-purity Virgin's blood. The dose was enough to eliminate Mendez. Even if he could not eliminate him, he could still seriously injure him so that he could win for himself. Time to escape.

"You want to kill me?" Mendes laughed in a low voice, "Hehehe, very good, doctor, I can't blame you. But there is no need now, I am not lost yet."

The last few strands of Elaine's long hair were slowly sucked into Mendez's body. Richter couldn't help but shudder in his heart. He asked in a low voice: "What on earth...what happened? That messenger?"

"He, he is not a messenger." Mendes stood up from his seat. His body had recovered a lot, but he was still very weak. "I made a mistake in my judgment. But now, there is no time to explain, we have to leave quickly this."

Even though he was trying his best to hide it, Richter could still hear Mendez's nervousness and uneasiness. He even suspected that it was fear, even though this emotion was unlikely to appear in the man who once summoned the Screamer. On the body.

"Come on, doctor. Don't wait for him to wake up."

…

Xing Ze's whole body was wrapped in black particles, and his alienated body was being quickly repaired. The three burning eyes still stayed in the air.

"Lan Beak, would you rather be called the Dark Demon?" Xing Ze raised his head and looked directly at the other person, "Take me back, take me back to my original world."

In an instant, the huge thing disappeared, the darkness subsided, the light returned again, the snowflakes returned to normal, and only Xing Ze stood silently at the quiet crossroads.

"Okay," he shook his head helplessly, "I'll take it as your rejection. It seems that I have to find another way home."

Some of the black particles gathered quickly, eventually forming that familiar figure. The girl took Xing Ze's hand and placed the shining octahedron in his palm.

"What kind of evil is this..."

Xing Ze smelled a familiar smell - engine oil, rust, and the stinking smell of blood. He sighed and sat up from the bed of the car.

The bishop, Catherine and Alfred didn't notice him waking up. They looked around with different expressions, as if they had experienced a terrible accident.

"For Merlin's sake!" Alfred was the first to spot Xing Ze, and his exclamation attracted everyone's attention. Even the Sheriff in the cab jumped out of the car and walked over.

"It seems that I have missed a lot of things." Xing Ze said, "Do you have any suggestions?"

"You broke out of the dream." Nathanael's frown relaxed, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "You look a little different."

Xing Ze smiled at Skrtel, and then replied: "I just figured out some things."

"What is it?" the bishop asked with interest.

I figured out what I was. Xing Ze said in his heart. He circled his fingers and said: "The origins of all this tragedy, and their true purpose."

"The wizard who pulled you into the dream gap. Do you know where he is?" Kathleen interjected and asked.

"Mendez drove to the family's old house. But I think he's gone."

Katherine looked at Nathanael. The bishop nodded, then jumped out of the car and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, I have to change my route to go somewhere."

Probably knowing his temper, no one said anything to stop him and allowed him to disappear into the alley.

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