Chapter 16: Lord Voldemort
"The captain is indeed the leader of our team, and even that Arrot is obedient to you...... The noble brahmins, in terms of appearance, intelligence, strength, and demeanor, are much stronger than us. β
On the other side, a white-skinned beauty with a veil giggled a few times, and sent a sycophant in time, perhaps because she was used to living this kind of life on weekdays, her words were quite numb, but she didn't realize it.
"Of course, Manavia, after all, I've unlocked the second-order genetic lock, and Arrot is only the first-order."
The little monk snorted proudly at first, but also warned Manavia: "But the situation of Arrot is different, not so much that he chose this bloodline for the sake of strength, but that he deliberately strengthened this bloodline in order to satisfy his bloodthirsty desires, after all, this pervert has a pathological madness for the blood of virgins...... Looking at the way he looks, I really wonder if this guy has vampire blood in the real world. β
"Then why doesn't Arrot exchange vampire blood and werewolf blood at the same time? It sounds like this demon-blooded werewolf has the best of both worlds. Xue Nai asked curiously.
The little monk frowned, and said unhappily: "Xue Nai, you are also a veteran of several horror movies, how could you ask such a stupid question?" The bloodline is the foundation of the reincarnation, as long as the bloodline is chosen, everything that follows, whether it is the exchange of weapons and props, or the choice of skills, must all revolve around the bloodline...... Strengthening both bloodlines at the same time will inevitably lead to bloodline conflicts, and even the stupidest reincarnation will not make such a move, do you think you don't die fast enough? β
Xue Nai stuck out his tongue and said coquettishly: "I'm sorry, captain, I'm not a mental power controller, and I don't have many side plots and reward points for myself, so I can only follow the team so far, and I can only exchange for psychic chains and psychic power scans...... Doesn't this take a fancy to a few bloodlines, and want the captain to help the staff officer after this team battle? β
"Right, Manavia?"
As he spoke, Xue Nai also pulled Manavia beside him and twisted his waist in particular. And Manavia also understood, and also smiled and posed in a seductive pose, showing off her bare curves.
The two beauties with their own styles showed their charm at the same time, which suddenly made the little monk's heart full of lust, his throat shook fiercely, and he immediately said impatiently in the chain of his heart: "I'll clean up the two of you tonight!" β
Just when the private chat conversation between the three of them in the chain of hearts gradually deviated, Arot finally finished the inspection, he turned his head and said: "Captain, no, the quality of several newcomers this time is pitiful, and they have no value of becoming our teammates at all." β
The little monk was still thinking about tonight's punishment game, and when he heard this, he said casually: "That's still according to the old rules, after returning to the main god space, these four newcomers will be handed over to you...... Don't overdo it. β
"Don't worry, Captain." Arot smiled bloodthirstily as he pulled out a crystal scalpel and licked it to his mouth: "I'll be careful ......"
"Don't play them bad 'so quickly.'"
Regarding Arot's bloodthirsty speech, the little monk just nodded casually: "Well, you can handle it yourself." β
The life and death of the four newcomers were decided in a word, and the little monk only then looked at the surroundings and dressed, and said, "Looking at the current situation, we should have been assigned to the camp of the Death Eaters by the Lord God...... It's better to change into the corresponding clothes first, otherwise it will be too conspicuous. β
When the shield of the Lord God disappeared, eleven figures who were also cloaked blended perfectly into the ranks of the group, attracting no attention.
Xue Nai is also very clever in linking the loyal Manavia and the obedient Celesti with a psychic chain, and does not link Lamb and the unstable factor Arot, who has just been taught a lesson: "Captain, if this group of people is really Death Eaters, then they should all have the Dark Mark to identify each other, right, does it really matter if we join?" β
"Where did you tell that these people were Death Eaters?"
The little monk sneered: "I am too familiar with this smell, I can often smell it when Arot has just strengthened his bloodline, and now that so many werewolves are gathered together, the wolf stench in the air is about to overflow." β
"They're all werewolves?" Xue Nai was taken aback, and quietly posted to the little monk's side.
"Not necessarily all, werewolves, vampires, dark wizards are all possible, but eighty percent is not a good thing, I can feel it." The eyes of the little monk hidden under the cloak faintly flashed red in the darkness, and he looked at the cloaked man on the small hillside: "It seems that we have just entered, and these plot characters are about to make big moves......"
Suddenly, with a blast of air, a black figure suddenly appeared at the top of the hillside. The figure was tall and thin, with a robe draped over it, but it didn't cover its headβin the moonlight, everyone could clearly see that there was not a single hair on the top of his head.
The one who came was bald.
In normal times, I am afraid that someone would have laughed in a low voice, but everyone present did not let out a trace of laughter, and even the gasping sound was deliberately suppressed, because everyone could see his face clearly. Bald, pale complexion than a skeleton, two large red eyes, a nose as flat as a snake's, and two thin slits in the nostrils......
"Grass! Voldemort! β
The little monk scolded angrily in the chain of his mind: "I should have thought of it when I saw the main quest, the only person who can kill Dumbledore is Voldemort!" β
"The hosts! Your loyal servant, Fenrir Greyback, has been looking forward to your return! β
Voldemort's appearance caused a commotion among the crowd, with a man who also emitted a pungent smell of blood reacting the most. I saw him lift his cloak, revealing the face of an outlaw, and rushed to Voldemort's feet with a slippery knee, as if he wanted to kiss the other party's robes.
"Very well, Greyback, I'm glad to see that, seven years after you've disappeared, you're still loyal to me as the leader of the werewolves."
Voldemort let out a satisfied laugh, even if it was, there was not the slightest warmth in that laughter, but it was like a cold wind in the cold winter, which made people feel a chill. Many people who were closer to him could see that although Voldemort praised Greyback for his loyalty, he actually took half a step back without a trace, just avoiding the kissing of the robes.
"I know, you all thought I died with the Potters, didn't you?"
The crowd shuddered and did not answer.
Voldemort had long expected this reaction, he chuckled lightly, and said slowly: "It's okay, it's not important, because I'm going farther on the road to immortality than anyone else, and Harry Potter is just a worthless stumbling block...... And now, the Dark Lord, has returned! β
(End of chapter)