In the midst of the cold wind howling, the system's prompt sounded again.

【Discover the Mystery of Death - Helheim - Bridge to the Past】

Complete 50% of 100 Uncharted Explorations - You will receive [1/3 Spell Fragments]

(One-third spell shard, containing strange energy, can upgrade one of your spell abilities by getting three pieces)

Complete 100% 100 Quest - You will gain [Madman's Knowledge]

(The knowledge of the madman, be careful, after having it, it is destined to deviate from your expectations)

"The knowledge ...... of the madman" Hoffa stood on the bridge leading to the unknown void, looking at the grotesque and extremely strange giant eagle phantom in the distance.

He rubbed his forehead and muttered to himself.

"Nima, this is too magical......

He was so angry in his heart!

Life played a joke on him again, Joey asked him to ask Thunderbird a word, he thought it was the same as going to the hospital to visit a dying distant relative in his previous life, holding each other's hands in front of the sickbed, so as to comfort the other party, listen to whether the other party still has any unfulfilled wishes, and fulfill his responsibilities and obligations as a junior.

But it was such a simple mission, and he was thrown into another world, or to Helheim.

This is the legendary land of the dead!

If you can't go back, won't you be trapped and die here?

Looking back, behind me, the huge flesh and blood eyes were slowly closing.

It's slow, but it's also closing.

Looking at the back of my hand again, the pattern of the eye on the back of my hand is also slowly closing, and the speed is synchronized with the eyeball.

Thinking of what Joey said to himself, "Come back before you close your eyes, don't force it." ”

He now understood that this eye was his way back to Hogwarts.

Hoffa calculated how fast his eyes closed, and he estimated that he would only be able to stay here for about half an hour.

Without further ado, hurry up!

After confirming his goal, Hoffa braved the strong wind and ran briskly on the stone bridge.

As soon as he ran, his body seemed to be made of dust, and a little bit of debris was blown out by the wind on this huge bridge. The crumbs dragged behind him like thin threads.

Speaking of which, this is the second time he has left his original world, the first time is in the school's Violet Society secret room, where he enters something called the Book of Spells.

But this time is different from the last time.

Last time, the system didn't give itself a hint at all, indicating that the place actually didn't exist, or had long since disappeared, and whether it was true or false is still up for debate.

But this time the system gave a hint. And the reward changed from the knowledge of the great god to the knowledge of the madman.

This place is real, and Hoffa shuddered as he looked at the giant eagle phantom in the distance.

He's also read some of the old myths of Europe.

The eagle was Heras Varger, whose name means "Devourer of Corpses".

An eagle transformed from a giant cloaked in eagle feathers sits in the far north of the world, and when he waves his arms that turn into eagle wings, the cold wind howls across the land.

He thought that these were all legends, but he didn't expect that this world would be a hundred times more grotesque and grand than he imagined.

If the gods exist, are they still alive?

There was no one on the bridge, it was empty.

But as Hoffa ran forward, the degree of exploration in the sea of knowledge increased unexpectedly fast.

Ten percent

Fifteen percent

Per cent

.......

This giant bridge seems to be boundless and long.

But no matter how Hoffa runs, the scenery on both sides never changes. Wind and snow, nothingness, and the phantom of the giant eagle that penetrates the sky and the earth.

I ran for about 10 minutes, waiting until the flesh eye behind me became a small dot size.

A prompt came from the system.

Bite!

[Helheim - Bridge of the Past] has reached 50% exploration.

Obtain Spell Shards (1/3)

Gain 50% exploration and get a spell shard.

Before Hoffa could rejoice, he fantasized about what the knowledge of the madman would be after that.

A strange figure appeared on the road ahead.

It looked square, tall, walked very slowly, was very blurred by the wind, and the fragments on its body were very badly peeled.

Is it Taras the Thunderbird?

Hoffa ran briskly towards the thing, and after walking so far he didn't encounter anything, it was the first moving thing he had encountered.

The closer I got, the clearer it became.

Only then did Hoffa realize that it was a hunched figure with a stone tablet, covered in iron chains, skinny, and hunched. The stone monument on its back was nearly five meters high, and it was extremely heavy at first glance.

"Is that you? Taras ......"

Hoffa turned around a little uncertainly, wanting to ask, but as soon as he turned around, he was frightened and took a step back.

Look at the monster under the stele head-on.

It had no clothes, a dark, wrinkled complexion, no eyes, no nose, no ears, and only a mouth. The mouth is crawling with dense maggots.

"Ho ......"

"Ho ......"

"Ho ......"

It let out a painful quivering gasp, and slumped past Hoffa, neither looking at him, nor paying attention to him, nor bothering to answer his questions.

It clutched its chest in pain, trembling and struggling to crawl into the unknown in the cold wind.

Hoffa looked at the stele on its back.

He couldn't read any of the words on the inscription.

Not the words of this world.

With one, there is a second.

Soon, Hoffa saw a second figure carrying a stone tablet, then a third, then a fourth.

They all walked in the same direction, and one of them had only a stone tablet on his back, just like the man he had just left.

But some guys have dozens of stone tablets pressed on their backs, so dense that they can barely move.

They lay on the ground and struggled forward like snails.

Most of those people were extremely ugly and terrible.

Only a very small number of people did not have stone tablets on them, and they walked forward with expressionless expressions.

This grotesque picture made Hoffa's heart shake, and the meditation method ran several times, Hoffa gathered his mind and walked forward slowly.

Follow his steps forward. There are more and more eccentrics here.

"Taras?"

Hoffa called softly as he ran.

Trying to find your purpose.

But all the people here have no faces, some people are ugly and can't recognize their appearance, and some people's faces are just a flat tabula rasa, with no facial features.

Hoffa instinctively felt that Taras wasn't here, and it definitely wouldn't grow like this.

He wanted to change his mind.

However, at this moment, a weak figure carrying a stone stele on his back was finally overwhelmed, crushed by the stele, and fell to the ground.

After it fell to the ground, the chain snapped off as if it were made of plastic.

It had been on all fours, but now, after the stone tablet had fallen with a bang, it was finally able to stand a little upright.

But it did not easily get up and go on the road, and after letting out a terrible wail, it frantically pounced on its stone monument, and dragged the iron chain with its thin arms to try to pull its stone tablet up and put it back on its back.

But it couldn't pull the huge stone tablet at all, and at this moment, countless maggots poured out of his body, spreading out like a tree falling and scattering, crawling all over the ground.

Some of them fell straight down the bridge, while others climbed onto the bodies of other monsters and got in.

After the maggots crawled away, the monster was left with an empty skin, which was blown into pieces by the cold wind of Helheim and disappeared cleanly.

This image frightened Hoffa, who thought that someone was punishing the shadows and holding them down with a heavy object, but it didn't seem to be what he thought.

But before he could think about what the reason was.

Another camel monument figure fell overwhelmed, and the process above was also circulated.

But this time the figure was closer to him, and some maggots, after leaving his ex's body, set their sights on Hoffa.

They don't have eyes, but they're just "staring" at themselves, and Hoffa senses it. It was a twisted emotion of inexplicable ecstasy, greed, jealousy.

This emotion began to be transmitted on this stone bridge like electricity.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and all the maggots in the strange body suddenly sensed the existence of Hoffa.

They silently crawled down from their original hosts, gathered together on the ground, and gradually formed a humanoid maggot creature. Slowly crawled towards Hoffa, and as it crawled, it slowly stood up.

At first, he stumbled, but then he adapted to walking upright, becoming as tall and big as him, and looking a little like himself, like a maggot version of himself.

Hoffa shuddered and took a step back.

As soon as he stepped back, the maggot creature opened its mouth and threw itself at him with a wild laugh, its expression extremely longing.

Looking at the figure that rushed towards him laughing maniacally, Hofa's face changed, he had never seen such a twisted monster.

At this time, there was a warm feeling in his waist.

Hoffa stepped back and pulled out his wand.

This guy actually came with him.

At this moment, the word [seal] on the tail of his wand turned out to be unusually bright red, not the faded appearance of his usual life.

The maggot figure roared closer and closer, and its face was full of jealousy, envy, and madness.

What to do?

The wand is there, but what kind of magic do you have to use?

Ghost Walk!

Hoffa a little on his own arm.

The first thing that came to his mind was a ghost walk.

Rumble!!

The expected disappearance did not materialize.

Hoffa rolled in embarrassment.

Kankan dodged the maggot-infused blow.

He didn't even need to come out to wander around the ghost, and after a little thought about Hoffa, he understood, and secretly scolded himself for being stupid, this was not the material world, and he was obviously not a physical existence.

Ghost walks can have an effect, and there are ghosts.

After quickly getting up from the ground, Hoffa crawled out of the range of those maggot monsters, and his brain spun rapidly.

I haven't learned any offensive spells so far, and I don't have the necessary means to attack.

So how exactly should we deal with this terrible situation?

On the giant bridge, countless maggots crawled out of the void and gathered together, forming one grotesque creature after another. It's like the Cronenberg monster in the movie. Each of them had Hoffa's face and a wistful look.

At this time, Hoffa suddenly thought of the group of German dark wizards.

The last time I was in Hogsmeade, I was almost killed on the spot by the Dark Wizard's magical Transfiguration Charm. It was a very effective attack, and the Transfiguration didn't seem complicated.

Thinking about it for a lifetime, Hoffa immediately took action. Transfiguration is what he does best.

He immersed his spirit in his wand, as he had done in his first Transfiguration class, trying to change its form.

As soon as he entered, he found that his wand was better transformed than he had imagined, and Hoffa even felt the anticipation of his own wand.

It's looking forward to the transformation!

On the stone bridge, there were already dozens of monsters, and they crossed the group of monsters carrying the stone monument and frantically and decisively pounced on Hofa.

The magic flowed through Hoffa's body, and a small half of it disappeared in an instant.

Then, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the wand quickly changed in his hand, elongated, grown, and sharpened. Finally, a two-meter cross-sword appeared in his hand out of thin air.

This great sword may seem heavy, but it is connected to the blood of Hoffa, and he can use his spirit to drive this weapon. Just like using your own wand.

He raised his hand and waved!

The blades transformed by magic are extremely sharp!

A maggot monster was directly halved by Hoffa's sword.

The other monsters rushed forward without fear of death.

Then Hoffa swung the big sword into an arc, and in the swing of the arc, the blade suddenly lengthened from two meters to five meters.

With a sparkling slash of cold light!

More than a dozen maggot monsters were cut in half under this sword!

They howled and fell to the ground!

Is it working?

Hoffa was overjoyed.

Transfiguration is much easier to use than I thought.

However, it didn't work.

The two halves of the maggot monsters that fell to the ground did not die, they were densely squeezed and deformed, and they turned into two monsters again. With his sword, the monster more than doubled as before.

They continued to howl and pounce.

"Damn!"

Hofa was startled, seeing that he couldn't do anything, he immediately increased the input of magic power, and the big sword began to deform again in an instant, it became wider, thicker, thicker, and finally quickly turned into a sledgehammer. The sledgehammer has a square, barbed tip and is extremely thick.

Like a weapon in fantasy.

Rumble!!

Hoffa smashed five or six maggots with a hammer, smashing them into the cold wind, and they fell to the ground and retreated, knocking down a large row of their kind.

Here, spirit is power!

But it's not over.

The group of fallen monsters looked at Hoffa's tricky eyes, and after glancing at each other, they all glued together, intending to turn into an oversized maggot monster.

As the maggots surged, Hoffa felt that he never wanted to recall the image again in his life.

However, their fusion will take time.

There was no Taras here, and Hoffa felt it was time to go back, and a half-hour had passed. If you don't go back, I'm afraid you'll be trapped in the land of the dead forever.

Hoffa withdrew his magic, and the hammer turned back into a wand.

But at this moment, at this moment, Hoffa suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him.

Something obscured the sky and flew over his head, blocking the few rays of light.

He looked up and saw that in the extremely high sky, a large group of creatures had flown past.

The shadow they create obscures the bridge deck.

Looking closely, Hoffa saw a six-winged bird in the group of creatures, none other than Taras.

That's right, it is soaring through the void at the moment, flying into the unknown distance with a group of unknown creatures.

"Tower ......"

Hoffa opened his mouth, but before he could scream.

The Thunderbird in the sky glanced down at Hoffa, and then.

It sped up and continued forward, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Uh, it's over......

Hoffa, who held his head high, didn't shout a word, and stiffly held back.

This is over, he thought to himself.

The guy doesn't seem to want to bird himself at all.