I'm in Hogwarts, what the hell is the Honghuang system?

Chapter 161: The Way of Killing Swords! The Unrivaled Sword Immortal!

In a forest, Rhine, who had cast the Disillusionment Spell and the Invisibility Talent, stopped and frowned in disgust.

The whole forest was filled with a foul smell and the smell of blood, as if a large group of bloodthirsty beasts were roaming here.

However, they were not wild beasts, but hooded figures with sharp and curved nails like claws.

Werewolves, all of them, more than twenty of them!
Bright red warning words also appeared on the system screen.

You carefully sneak into Skull Mountain and see the Immortal Ma Yuan and a group of evil cultivators gathering together.

The evil cultivators of Skull Mountain are ruthless and cruel, possessing various magical attacks and magical treasures, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

The host came alone, fearing that two fists could not defeat four hands. It would be better to invite Nezha, Lei Zhenzi and others, and then send a message to the elders in Yuxu Palace. This way, we can be absolutely safe.

Rhine ignored the system's advice.

Although Harry and his friends have grown a lot in the game, the time is still short after all.

Werewolves are extremely resistant to magic. Even if it is not a full moon night and they have not transformed, the little wizard cannot deal with them.

What's more, Rhine came here to kill.

According to the system, if Fenrir is really killed, it might even lead to something extraordinary.

If Rhine was alone, it would be fine. With the technique of turning the Golden Crow into a Rainbow and the Qingyun Purple Gold Crown, he could protect himself even if he encountered something evil.

But he couldn't guarantee that Harry and the others would not be affected, so to be on the safe side, he decided not to take them with him.

[The host secretly made up his mind, his eyes firm]

"My generation of cultivators is committed to slaying demons and eliminating evil. Now that we are confronted by demons and evil cultivators, our opportunity is fleeting. How can we afford to go back and call for help?"

[What's more, the One-Qi Immortal Ma Yuan seems to be involved with the Western Saint. If I kill him and really incur the Saint's wrath, I will bear the consequences alone, but I cannot involve Nezha and the others.]

[Your mind is set, your thoughts are clear, your heart is enlightened, and your sword energy becomes increasingly sharp and unmatched.]

[Hongjun also once questioned this with his sword, Saint, so what?!]

[Instantly, the sword energy surged, a peerless sword immortal seed!]

Rhine's cheeks twitched.

System, you are bragging. If you don't have thick skin, you really can't bear to watch it...

At this moment, Fenrir was surrounded by a group of werewolves, his eyes full of passion and greed.

"Those little wizards are in a nearby manor. The price they're asking on the black market is very high. I wonder how many dark wizards would love to make a killing."

"Fortunately, they weren't as quick as us, and their noses weren't as sharp as ours, so they didn't find the person so quickly."

"Let's accomplish this, and we won't have to worry about food anymore."

Werewolves have always been poor and destitute, and even having enough to eat is a problem.

Many of them had experienced the feeling of hunger before.

Even after following Fenrir and starting to try certain "foods", this situation became much less common, but there were still times when he didn't dare to show his head when being chased by Aurors.

Now hearing what Fenrir said, the werewolves around made a noise, their eyes flashing with greedy green light, just like a group of real hungry wolves.

A werewolf licked his lips and looked at Fenrir flatteringly.

"Chief, does the bounty specify whether the person is dead or alive?"

"If it hadn't said it had to be alive, or if it hadn't said it had to have all its limbs intact..."

Drops of saliva flowed from the corners of its mouth.

"It's been ages since we've tasted a child."

"The taste is so smooth, slippery and refreshing. It almost melts in your mouth after you take a sip."

"Can we have a taste of those little wizards?"

The other werewolves also seemed to remember something, and their expressions became even more passionate.

"Yes, Chief, last time we caught a family of Muggles camping."

"Those twin daughters are amazing! I only got a small piece of meat, and I still can't forget it even after all this time." "Women are delicious, but children are even more delicious than women. As for little wizards, I still haven't tasted what they taste like!"

"Chief, have you ever eaten a little wizard?"

Fenrir listened to their words, as if he remembered something, and his pupils became more crazy and greedy.

Drops of saliva flowed from the corners of its mouth.

"Little wizard? I've eaten it. I've eaten more than one!"

"The war years were truly a good time. The disappearance of a few wizards back then was nothing. It was the happiest time I ever had."

"I ate three wizards, four witches, and four little wizards. As for the Muggles, it was like they had bread every day!"

As Fenrir spoke, the madness on his body became more and more intense, and the beastliness in his eyes was constantly churning.

"That feeling, the feeling of eating a wizard, is wonderful, really wonderful. Once you taste it, you will never go back!"

Then, Fenrir licked his tongue as if he couldn't suppress his desire.

"I was thinking of using it as a food reserve, but let me tell you, I'm starving."

Immediately, Fenrir strode into the woods, reached into the hole of a big tree, and pulled out a blood-stained package.

It opened the package carefully, as if it were some treasure.

Then, a slender, white arm emerged from the package.

Fenrir's eyes were filled with animality, and he immediately started biting.

The werewolves around also pounced over. They did not dare to snatch food from Fenrir, so they could only scramble for the broken meat and blood drops that fell on the ground, as if they were eating some rare delicacy.

At this moment, after Rhine saw clearly what Fenrir had eaten, a hint of blood red filled his pupils.

"brute."

"Extermination of the entire race, this assessment is not unfair, it really is not unfair at all!"

The illusion spell and the talent of concealment were immediately broken.

The wolves who were enjoying sharing the food suddenly turned their heads one by one with greedy eyes.

"Little wizard?"

"Is it a bounty target?"

"Why is he here?"

"I don't know. I'm so hungry and greedy. He smells so good!"

The werewolves around Fenrir swallowed their saliva and walked towards Rhine step by step.

At this moment, Rhine's heart was filled with an unprecedented cold murderous intent.

For no reason, even if he killed all these beasts without any reward, Rhine felt that killing them was a reward in itself.

No matter how bad this world is, it cannot accommodate so many filthy beasts.

Pure murderous intent, extreme murderous intent, burst out in his heart.

The talent of swordsmanship that he had acquired earlier began to become more active than ever before.

A hint of blood permeated the Dongwei Heavenly Eye.

A new line of words appeared on the system screen.

[You witnessed the tragic cannibalism of the One-Qi Immortal Ma Yuan and the evil cultivators in Skull Mountain. Bones were exposed in the wild, and no roosters crowed for a thousand miles. Skull Mountain was filled with white bones.]

[In this situation, the only thing to do is to kill! ]

[Your sword-heart talent has been touched. The way of the sword is the way of killing. You have sensed a hint of the sword-way of killing!]

Immediately, a sword energy with a red glow appeared in Rhine's hand and leaped.

The peerless swordsman points his sword at the demons!
(End of this chapter)