Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 260 Antidote

That's really strange.

He came here to kill someone, but before he could even make a move, he had already been targeted.

"What is your reason for killing me?"

"Interfering in things you shouldn't be interfering in is your path to death." After Sophie finished speaking, the attack started again, and two more wind blades were launched from below.

Murphy dodged with a Blink, then used a Revealing Spell: "Reveal!"

Suddenly, a chaotic flurry of colors appeared in the courtyard, and blurry human figures emerged below, numbering more than twenty.

Their positions were so regular that they almost filled every corner of the courtyard, ensuring that he would receive a warm welcome wherever he was.

Once the spell's effect ended and the color fluctuations disappeared, everyone hid again, and the courtyard appeared to be empty.

Good heavens, it can even bypass detection!

He thought for a moment, then cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself. He then took out the magic detection potion he had originally prepared to give to the Queen from his storage ring, and dropped a few drops into his eyes.

After this period of "training," he and Tom had created a virus that was sensitive to six magical attributes, but viral infection was not the best way for Murphy to solve the problem of magical vision, so he had not used it himself.

Moreover, these potions were made using a virus controlled by the Seed of the Mind, and were to some extent under Murphy's control. He sent them out as gifts, also intending to use them to monitor the higher-ups of Alkaim.

However, it can also be used to grant oneself magical vision, since fighting against a group of guys with invisibility cheats would be too disadvantageous.

Even the most powerful invisibility technique requires the support of magic. It may be able to deceive the naked eye, which can only sense light, but it cannot deceive magical vision.

However, it would take some time for the medicine to take effect, and Murphy was not prepared to wait passively during this period.

He pulled a grenade launcher from his storage ring, ready to let these old sly guys experience the firepower of a Muggle brimming with martial virtue.

"Reveal your true form!" he chanted the incantation. Amidst the swirling colors around him, he caught sight of a blurry humanoid silhouette, aimed at it, and pulled the trigger. The grenade exploded, engulfing the target in flames.

But two giant swords immediately came slashing at him from the side. Murphy flashed away and fired randomly into the courtyard.

"Boom boom boom..." After firing six grenades, Murphy threw out more than a dozen hand grenades. He himself transformed into the Flash, constantly flashing to avoid being affected by the explosions.

A minute later, the once exquisite courtyard was reduced to ruins, with severed limbs and wailing soldiers everywhere.

They were just invisible, not invulnerable. Murphy's bombardment wiped out more than half of the twenty-odd knights.

Murphy was preparing to press his advantage when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and his vision blurred for a moment. Just then, two wind blades attacked. He dodged one of them, but was struck in the abdomen by the other.

Could it be that my illness has flared up?

But it doesn't quite feel like it; it's more like some kind of potent poison.

When were you poisoned?

He didn't touch any food or drinks, just to prevent poisoning.

So, air?

"Are you feeling unwell?" Sophie's voice came, but she had vanished. "If you had drunk that drink and left, you wouldn't be in this situation now."

liqueur?

Is that why they demanded that the departing messengers drink that cup of wine?

So that wine was actually the antidote. No wonder Ivan drank it before he left.

However, those drinks may have contained other ingredients.

Otherwise, what if those people go back and regret it after drinking? There must be other methods involved.

However, the knights and the hidden wizards were also exposed to the poison gas, but they were unharmed, which means they had taken the antidote beforehand.

At this moment, the effects of his magical vision were beginning to show; he could see subtle colors that did not belong to his original world. To avoid interference from his optical vision, Murphy simply closed his eyes.

The scene before him was no longer completely dark; there were some colors that were different from his original four-color vision, forming a sparse dot pattern on the dark film.

It seemed that because not many of his visual cells had been infected by the Magic Vision Virus, the image he saw was like a picture missing a large portion of pixels, making it difficult for him to determine what he was actually seeing.

However, he still managed to catch a glimpse of something—for example, an object with a human-shaped silhouette seemed to be raising something towards him.

He suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the humanoid's arm, twisted it hard, breaking the arm. Then, he grabbed the giant sword in the humanoid's hand with his left hand and slashed it across the humanoid's neck.

Hot blood spurted out, but Murphy pounced on him, biting the unfortunate knight's carotid artery and gulping down several mouthfuls of blood, until another humanoid figure raised its hand towards him.

He whirled around, using the unfortunate knight as a shield to block the wind blades' path. With two loud thuds, the knight's armor seemed to be pierced, and he lost his struggle, being kicked away by Murphy.

"Devil!" he heard someone shout. The illusion spells on the knights he had injured seemed to have disappeared. They watched in horror as Murphy drank blood.

Murphy wasn't trying to scare anyone on purpose.

He was poisoned and had no antidote yet, while the knights, having taken the antidote and still within its effective period, should theoretically retain some of its effects in their bodies.

The amount of blood he ingested in just a few sips should not be enough to neutralize the poison, but drinking more should still have a relieving effect.

Murphy held the knight's sword in his left hand and cast another revealing spell with his right. A pale golden light instantly emanated from his closed eyes, outlining a shape whenever it collided with anything.

Is this the magical fluctuation of the Revealing Charm?

This was the first time Murphy had seen the spell in person, and it did indeed resemble the radar he had imagined.

He pounced on another knight whose outline had been partially revealed by the Revealing Charm. With speed and strength far exceeding that of ordinary people, he first severed the arm holding the weapon, and then proceeded to decapitate him with a blood-drinking technique.

Murphy's magical vision was becoming clearer and clearer. Even with his eyes closed, he could basically see his surroundings. There were only seven enemies left standing: three wizards and four knights.

Murphy picked up the greatsword, instantly flashed behind a knight, swung the sword, then flashed again, swung the sword again, seven times in a row. When he reappeared, all that remained behind him was gushing blood and headless corpses.

"Hoo..." Murphy let out a long breath, his body crackling with electricity, almost unstoppable.

He had never tried this fighting style before, and he had some trouble controlling it, but the effect was still very good.

But which of these guys is Sophie?

(End of this chapter)