In fact, Fantasy Breaker is still very reliable.

Ever since he experienced the magic set up by Voldemort, Van Lin has been afraid of this kind of magic that pulls people into illusions, and this has also made Van Lin see his own shortcomings.

Your own Occlumency is not only able to resist in a normal state, but not everyone shouts the name of the spell and attacks you in front of you.

For the imperceptible threat, Fan Lin felt that it was more reliable to rely on equipment or something.

Anyway, this is all from his own hand ratio, and Fan Lin uses it with peace of mind.

After a cool stimulus to the scalp, Fan Lin only felt that the corpse in front of him became clearer, and it did not live up to the appearance that made him mistake it for Nicolame before, maybe there was a slight change, but Fan Lin always believed that the person in front of him was definitely not Nicolame.

What are you kidding, Nicol Lemay will die here?

"Back to normal!"

Van Lin tried to restore the corpse with his wand, including the clothing, but it didn't seem to work.

Maybe it's because the spell's radiation range isn't enough, or maybe it's because it's old?

Obviously, the latter was better news for Van Lin, but it didn't rot when soaked in water, or maybe it seemed a little too low.

"Maybe it's the temperature and the confined space, after all, it's technically another world. Van Lin said, using his wand to steam the corpse's water dry, and the stench of the rotting corpse seemed to go away with the moisture.

Not the appearance of a wolf-headed soldier, nor the eagle's head in the pattern, this corpse made Fan Lin a little confused.

"Wait a minute, look at the bones of this man......" Rutherford said, picking at the corpse's clothes with his wand.

"Bones?"

Fan Lin was stunned, looked up, and saw that unlike the bones in his impression, most of the bones of normal people will appear yellow-white after a period of death, but now this person is different, lifting the corner of his clothes, but the bones are all dark green.

"It's ......"

"Don't touch it with your hands. Rutherford was the first to pick open the bones, "I can confirm that this is corpse poison." ”

"Corpse poison ......" Fan Lin hesitated, "Is this thing reliable?"

"Oh, you can taste it, it's dying pretty fast. Rutherford said casually, "I've seen quite a few of these before you. ”

“MMP！”

"What?"

"Oh, nothing, nice weather. Without hesitation, Van Lin said, "So, this man is certainly not Nicolame." ”

"Sure. "Unless Nicolame dies here, and by poisoning, the poison of this corpse is inferred to the extent of it, and it becomes this color...... It's hard to imagine what exactly he went through. ”

"...... here," Hermione said, seeing the relics hidden in the cloak of corpses.

"Pocket?" Van Lin's eyes lit up, "Maybe it's ......"

With a flick of his wand, the pocket cracked as if it had broken a treasure chest, and a large pile of things instantly drowned the corpse.

Clothes, bottles and cans, and some skeletons?

It seems that this should be a human skeleton, similar to the corpse, in a dark green state.

This reminded Van Lin of some out-of-the-way magic among wizards.

Most wizards who study necromancy and curse magic are also proficient in voodoo.

And learning voodoo magic, you will inevitably make your body look like this, so what power does not have to pay for unless you can find a way to smooth out that price.

However, it is clear that necromancy and voodoo were later abandoned, because practicing necromancy inevitably involves dealing with all kinds of toxins, unless you can get some ghosts with magical attacks, but if it were that easy, Voldemort would not use the Yin Corps as a guard.

And the skeleton that exploded in front of him was obviously the path that this corpse had refined before his death, maybe it was some powerful black magic tool, but it also made Van Lin lock the wizard's career before his death.

"Dark wizards, necromancy?"

"It's obvious. Rutherford said, using his wand to control what had exploded, and the waste was mixed with some dark magic equipment, even if it had lost the control of its owner, it was extremely dangerous.

Is there a Malfoy opal necklace in order?

However, Van Lin still collected all the books and other things, obviously, knowledge is the most valuable treasure for wizards, and as a vampire, even the profession is different, so naturally there is no room for participation.

"Do you think this looks like a diary?" Hermione frowned, these books were not easy to read, most of them were Old English, and many of the grammar applications were different from now, and the wizard still favored Rune, and the alternation of the two languages undoubtedly made it more difficult to translate.

“...... Polar region...... Sorcerer...... "Dead ......," Hermione said, "is this, a description of this mausoleum?"

"A wizard's record...... "Vanlin said, "what's next?"

"The journal says......" Hermione reads to the light of her wand, "in the year 144 of the new calendar, I embarked on a quest for the dead...... The journey of the Legion of the Dead. ”

"New calendar?" Hermione was a little confused, "what is that called?"

"Maybe it's between wizards, you know, since the Holy See, there has been a long period of chaos in the wizarding world, and it seems that ......" Fan Lin briefly flipped through the magic book he started, "It's probably like it was more than eight hundred years ago." ”

"Okay......" Hermione nodded, "But, Legion of the Dead, does he mean these wolf-headed soldiers or something?"

"It should be," Van Lin nodded, "a dark wizard's mausoleum, or ......"

Van Lin was a little unsure.

The Legion of the Dead, in the eyes of this diary, seems to be the most sought-after wizards?

"According to the guidance of our ancestors, we have come to this sealed land in the far north. Hermione reads, "Beyond the solid barriers, into the snow-covered wilderness......"

"It looks pretty clear. "A necromancer's sealing place, this person thinks of having the same idea as Lord Voldemort. ”

"Pursue power. "Or, explore the mystery of death?"

"Obviously, is there anything else in the diary about the mausoleum?" asked Van Lin.

Hermione frowned, quickly flipping through the slightly scribbled codex.

Translation is very difficult, and many things Hermione can only rely on guesswork.

"Basically, in the resting place of the soul, where the monarch of the dead sleeps, where the wolf-headed guard protects his master's bedchamber, and the night ravens search for all possible stories......"

"That's what it means, Monarch of Death......" Hermione said, "a wizard?"

"I don't know, maybe ......" Van Lin shook his head.

Hermione was reading nothing more than a later man's note, judging by the age of the mausoleum......

To be able to use that eagle's head as the symbol of the night crow is a long time ago.

However, Van Lin was very interested in how outsiders died.

Maybe it has something to do with those two bridges, weird curses?

At least no other scars were found on the bodies of the latecomers, perhaps because the flesh had decayed, but at least it gave them a preliminary idea of where they were now.