Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 225 All Things Have Spirits

While flying into the sky to retrieve the rocket launcher, Murphy also threw four or five longswords into the air, levitating them with a levitation spell. He waited until Alexei had no time to worry about Vitaly before launching them all at once. Although most of them missed their mark, one sword still managed to complete its mission.

"Vitali..." The old shaman paused for a moment.

He didn't have a particularly strong impression of this student, but in any case, he was his compatriot and his disciple. Now, right under his nose, in the place where he was practicing, he had been killed by a foreign shaman.

"Damn it!" Alexei was furious.

He hadn't experienced this feeling in a long time.

The original plan to merely hold off the other side and then leave with Vitaly vanished.

At this moment, all he wanted was to kill the enemy who had invaded his home.

Alexei suddenly struck the drum with his cane.

With a loud "thump," a gust of wind blew, carrying the old shaman's voice far and wide.

"All things have a spirit!"

"Spirit of the Sky, Nepo! Spirit of the Earth, Zemula! Spirit of the Rivers, Beleka! Spirit of the Forest, Les!"

Each time Alexei called out a name, he would strike the drum hard, and the sound would grow louder and higher.

"Hail my true name! Hear my command! Seal this territory!"

Suddenly, Murphy felt his body sink, as if something was pressing down on his shoulders. At the same time, the air seemed to thicken, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Suddenly, the ground beneath his feet, which had been solid, began to soften, and streams of mud surged forth, turning it into a swamp in just a few moments.

He took two steps back, and several vines and branches lashed out at him, forcing him to quickly dodge.

Immediately afterwards, amidst a series of buzzing sounds, a black cloud of wasps rushed towards him.

Murphy instinctively raised his wand. "Fire!"

However, contrary to his expectations of burning the swarm to ashes, only a handful of palm-sized flames shot out from the tip of his wand. Although this startled the swarm, it did nothing to stop their attack.

Murphy was startled. The feeling of being closely connected with magic had disappeared at some point, as if something had erected a wall between him and magic.

Just then, a loud "thump!" resounded, and a dozen sharp stone spikes suddenly emerged from the mud behind Murphy. He instinctively transformed into a bolt of lightning and flashed to the other side.

"Hmm? The lightning ability is still there?"

More attacks followed: ground spikes, wind blades, fireballs, mud vortexes... He tried to take off, but the incantations he chanted had no effect, and for a time he could only keep changing his lightning bolts to dodge.

He tried several spells, but almost none of them, which required the use of a wand, could be cast normally.

On the contrary, his own lightning abilities and other such abilities were completely unaffected.

In other words, the problem isn't with the magic itself, but with the communication between the magic itself and the external magic.

How can these shamans even seal magic?

How can an ordinary wizard fight this?

However, this ability is probably very rare even for shamans, otherwise Vitaly would have used it long ago.

Another row of spikes came flying, and there was hardly any intact ground left around. He suddenly appeared in mid-air, and Alexei seemed to be waiting for him to do the same. He waved his wooden staff, and a cloud of fire appeared out of thin air beside Murphy, forming a vortex that was about to engulf him.

At the same time, he saw Alexei raise his staff again, point the drum at him, and strike it.

"Wind Blade!"

Murphy had seen this move before, and his gaze sharpened.

The next instant, "Boom!"

A blinding white bolt of lightning pierced the heavens and earth, striking Murphy.

After the light faded, a giant with hooves and horns appeared in mid-air. His eyes flashed with electricity, and his exposed skin was covered with black scales. The wind blades that were powerful enough to cut through trees as thick as bowls struck the scales, but only left a few shallow scratches.

The doctors at the research institute had warned Murphy multiple times that transformation would greatly worsen his condition, so initially he didn't want to use his demon form at all. But now, with the spells sealed and his wand a useless stick, all he could rely on was this powerful body.

At that moment, he waved his black wings, and several bolts of lightning condensed into the shape of a large spear, which he then used to charge towards Alexei.

"Horned...Horned God?" Alexei was stunned for a moment when he saw that appearance.

"Die!" Murphy raised his claws, ready to tear the old shaman's head apart.

This transformation might cost him half his life, and Murphy already hated the old man to the core.

Just then, a pair of large, translucent claws emerged from Alexei's back, crossed into a cross shape, and blocked the old shaman's path. With a "bang," although they were knocked down several inches by Murphy's attack, they still managed to stop his assault.

The several bolts of lightning spears were stopped by a wall three or four inches in front of the shaman, turning into large patches of electric fire and dissipating.

What is that?

"May the spirits of my ancestors protect me," Alexei murmured as he regained his composure.

Even if the other party is truly an incarnation of an ancient god, they will pay the price today!

The claws shoved Murphy away and then emerged from Alexei's body.

It turned out to be a giant bear nearly three meters tall.

It looked like a ghost, its body semi-transparent, but not like the pale blue smoke of a typical ghost. Instead, it had an earthy yellowish-brown color and was very solid.

Then, Alexei raised the leather drum in his left hand and tapped it with his cane.

In an instant, three more giant spirits, each different from the others, emerged from his body.

One was a giant white wolf with fur that fluttered in the wind, another was a blue-green crab that looked like it was made of water, and the last one was a giant eagle engulfed in flames.

"The spirits of our ancestors?"

Moreover, earth, fire, water, and wind?

element?

But he had no time to think. The Firehawk Giant suddenly let out a cry, and the surrounding temperature instantly rose. It charged towards him first. At the same time, Alexei also took a half step back, and started beating a drum while singing.

It was a hymn to the ancestors, with extremely archaic words that Murphy couldn't understand at all. But as he sang, the flames on the fire hawk rose several feet higher, and their color changed from orange-red to bright yellow, with the temperature rising significantly.

In addition, the four elemental giants were all inspired by the song and underwent changes, as if they had all been strengthened.

Firehawk had already reached Murphy, who instinctively threw a punch. "Bang!"

He actually hit it! This thing has a physical form!

The scorching flames clung to Murphy's fist, but thanks to the protection of the scales, he felt no pain for the time being.

"this one?"

Murphy laughed loudly and punched the giant wolf that was biting him from the other side with his left fist. The next moment, lightning crackled.

"Want to bite me? Try my billion volts first!"

(End of this chapter)