Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 422 The Cage of the Gods

The moment Odin regained his mobility, the two enormous magic coils on the top and bottom of the glass box were activated.

He was about to transform into lightning and leave when he discovered that his magic power seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't mobilize even a trace of it.

He himself was also lifted up by some force, suspended in the glass box.

"Roar!" Odin roared, throwing a punch with all his might. A thin bolt of lightning struck the glass box, but it couldn't even leave a mark on the box.

"Oh, another newcomer." Outside the glass case stood a bald old man in a white coat. "Could he be Odin?"

"Who are you?! And where is this place?!" Odin roared, glaring at the old man.

"Ah, my name is Leonard Tomic, a researcher. This is the Institute of Divine Influence, and you are our 19th research subject," the old man said, pointing to a label in the upper left corner of the glass case, which indeed had the words "No. 19" on it.

"A divine...research institute?" Odin asked in surprise and doubt. "You know I am a god, yet you dare to imprison me?!"

"At first I was a little uneasy, but after studying it more, I got used to it," Leonard said. "But if you really are Odin, you are the first god-level deity we have captured. Before, we only captured minor gods, who were usually resurrected through sacrificial rituals and had very weak divine power."

At this point, Leonard turned to his assistant and said, "Add two more coils and activate the liquid nitrogen freezing system to put it into a state of magical superconductivity. A god of the main god level must have terrifying divine power. Don't be stingy with the magical energy consumption; if this guy manages to escape, we're doomed."

As he spoke, two more coils were added to the top and bottom of the glass box, while white mist rose and the temperature inside the glass box began to drop rapidly.

Odin was secretly trying to mobilize his own magic power. He had just found a weakness. The magic power around his body seemed to be frozen less severely on his head and feet than on the rest of his body. He was trying to concentrate his magic power at his toes, preparing to gather a thunderbolt to blow open the strange box.

But before he could accumulate enough magic power, after the other party's actions, he felt that the force binding him was more than ten times stronger. He couldn't even mobilize a single bit of magic power, and his body was tightly bound. His long gray hair stood straight up, as still as steel needles.

"What...is this?" he asked with difficulty.

"Ah, the magnetic flux-like effect of magic," Leonard said. "Similar to the magnetic flux pinning effect of superconductivity. Magic coils generate a vertical magnetic field-like effect—of course, this isn't a magnetic field, it only affects magic. We suspect that magic and spirit are similar to the relationship between electricity and magnetism. I'll call this magnetic field a spiritual field—ah, I digress. Anyway, this vertical spiritual field will fix the magical energy defects or potential wells inside magical objects."

"Therefore, the magic within you, and even the body that carries that magic, will be fixed by the mental field."

Seeing Odin's blank expression, Leonard sighed, "Okay, it's a bit difficult for you to understand. Just imagine that countless steel wires are passing through your body and putting you here."

"Your gods' magic is too powerful; no physical material can contain you. Therefore, locking your magic is the only way. This cage for imprisoning gods is already in its third generation. Initially, we also used magic shielding devices and magic laser pressure devices, but the effect of the mental force field is the best."

The Cage of the Imprisoned God...

Odin gritted his teeth. Humans had once again created something capable of imprisoning gods!

“Mr. Odin,” Leonard said, “as a chief god, you must have had a noble status in the past, and we are not too keen on dealing with you in this way, but given your destructive power, we have no choice but to do so. However, if you can cooperate, we will try our best to make your prisoner life more comfortable.”

Odin was furious, but to his dismay, he couldn't use any of his divine power in this so-called "cage of the gods," so he could only close his eyes and remain silent, pretending not to hear.

"Alright." Leonard could tell from the other person's expression that he wouldn't cooperate, which was to be expected.

They have captured more than a dozen so-called "gods," none of whom are willing to cooperate. Moreover, these gods seem to be completely indifferent to all kinds of harm. Even if their bodies are burned to ashes and their magic power is completely depleted, they are not afraid. The researchers really have no better way to deal with them.

"Try cutting some tissue off," Leonard sighed, gave his assistant a word, and then left.

……

On the other hand, Murphy's bombardment was not very effective. Although the monsters were cleared out again, Dagda was still alive.

This god's attack power is far inferior to Odin's, and he does not have the same teleportation ability as Odin, but he has a huge advantage.

Celtic mythology is the native mythology of England, and Dagda is virtually immortal as long as he stands on this land.

No matter the attack, even if his body is blown to pieces, he can still resurrect from those fragments of flesh and blood. And when Murphy is about to use the same trick again and lock him in the God Prison, he can also abandon his current body at any time and be reborn from the body of another beast.

On the Stonehenge protected by his cauldron, most of the runes had been lit up. At this moment, the Stonehenge was flashing with various colors of light, and in the very center, a crack was gradually beginning to appear, and a huge army of monsters could be vaguely seen stirring within it.

Meanwhile, the disaster in Rio worsened, and the Brazilian Ministry of Magic refused the Bureau of Countermeasures' request for help. They replied that they had already contacted the Magical Congress of the United States and the Ministries of Magic of the member states of the Wizarding Union, and that wizards from various countries were helping them and that the Wizarding Union did not need to intervene.

However, the wizards who were sent to deal with the "magical disaster" clearly underestimated the scale of the disaster. They sent out a small team of less than fifty people, who were almost overwhelmed by hundreds of thousands of sea monsters as soon as they entered the battlefield, without even making a ripple.

But their delay caused the situation in Rio to change once again.

A cloud of blood emanated from the corpses scattered throughout the city, transforming into several streaks of blood. It was absorbed and surged toward the colossal statue on Monte Cristo, disappearing into the nearly forty-meter-tall stone statue.

The stone statue was soaked in tens of tons of blood, turning it completely blood red. But then the blood color faded, and the statue suddenly trembled.

"Ha!"

After a loud gasp, the statue slowly lowered its outstretched arms and took a step forward.

"Thump!"

The cliff in front of the stone statue was originally empty, but after a deafening roar, it stepped onto a staircase made of light in the air.

"Thump!"

Another loud bang, and the stone statue moved even more nimbly.

Behind him, a torrent of blood suddenly gushed forth, outlining a disc. But as he took another step, the disc abruptly changed color, its dazzling golden light illuminating the heavens and the earth. The stone statue stood in mid-air, head bowed, brows drooping, looking down at the city that had almost turned into ruins.

Then he opened his mouth and issued commands to the human world.

"Kneel down before me," he said.

But before he could finish speaking, a beam of light struck his head, shattering rocks and even slamming his massive body down several meters.

Meanwhile, several missiles were launched from bases in both Britain and the Soviet Union.

(End of this chapter)