Harry Potter and the Beyonder Heir

Bang bang!!

“Whoosh!!” The Shadow Bear roared with a mouthful of splattered saliva, and two huge bear paws slapped on his chest.

“Roar!” The trolls were also startled by the sound behind them, and turned to look dullly.

Touch! Touch!

But they were greeted by two huge black bear paws, one of which held the monster down to the ground.

“Whoosh!!” The Shadow Bear’s red eyes were like a rage, and a bear paw was raised high and hammered down violently!

Rumble! Rumble!

Without stopping, the Shadow Bear raised another bear paw again and hammered down!

Rumble! Rumble!

……

Rumble! Rumble!

Until I alternately pounded an unknown number of times, the several trolls that were originally standing outside the bathroom door, nearly twelve feet tall, turned into a large pile of severed limbs on the ground.

Several twisted trolls, chests sunken, limbs separated and twisted and piled on the ground, flat bodies blurred with flesh and blood.

“Whaa

However, within a few breaths, the Shadow Bear had returned to the size that Wilkes had seen it for the first time.

Touch!

“Huh-huh…” The Shadow Bear sat directly on the cold floor, panting, and looked at Wilkes with a cute expression.

Jump! Jump!

The two paws of the shadow bear patted their stomachs, looking aggrieved, as if they had run out of strength and were hungry, crying to him.

“Uh…” Wilkes looked at the shadow bear in amazement at this time, he didn’t expect that “upgrade” was so powerful?

From beginning to end, he was confused.

It’s also too violent!

But…… He loves.

When he saw the Shadow Bear’s anthropomorphic aggrieved expression, Wilkes looked amused: “Are you actually hungry?” This was unexpected. ”

Indeed, he thinks that the Shadow Bear, as an ability, should not need food.

Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!

The Shadow Bear slapped his belly a few more times in a row, whispering, as if to say that although it didn’t need to eat often, it could be hungry.

“Okay, okay, come back, go back and prepare something delicious for you.” Wilkes had to respond helplessly, looked at the shadow bear who was still motionless, and added:

“There’s meat!”

“Whoosh! Oh! When the shadow bear heard this, he immediately screamed with joy, got up from the ground awkwardly, walked to the door of the bathroom, turned into a black teddy bear again, and landed on Wilkes’ hand.

And at this time, a voice made Wilkes stunned, and he was instantly ecstatic:

“Congratulations to the host for defeating the trolls and getting a random inheritance from the heroes.”

Triggered again, system!

Almost subconsciously, Wilkes blurted out:

“Start Hero Inheritance!”

As soon as Wilkes’s words fell, a system panel appeared in front of him, and began to emit a chaotic light, just like before.

However, after a few breaths, the panel returned to calm again, and one of the abilities was already one more ability.

“Host: Wilkes”

“Abilities: Wrath of Tibbes, Pillar of Fire, Upgrade, Child of Death”

Immediately, the system’s tone sounded again:

“Congratulations to the host for randomly inheriting the legendary hero: the Iron Armor – Mord Caesar, and one of the abilities: the Child of Death.”

Children of the Dead: All creatures killed by the host will be cursed, and the host can extract their souls to follow and be driven by the host. (The strength of the soul is not reduced).

Another new capability.

But this time, Wilkes was shocked by this skill that he had never seen before.

The fact that you can extract the souls of creatures that have been killed by yourself is simply typical black magic.

It’s the most evil form of black magic.

And the extracted soul for self-drive, the strength and life remain unchanged, it is even more terrifying.

“By the way, these trolls should have been killed by me, right?”

Wilkes suddenly thought, and then looked suspiciously at the bathroom room, the remains of severed limbs that had flown around on the ground at this moment.

Wilkes couldn’t help but be curious, and the tempting urge magic used this ability:

“Son of Death!”

Jingle bells!

In an instant, the crisp sound of bells suddenly sounded in the air, and the space in front of Wilkes suddenly became hazy, and countless willow fluorescence appeared in the air, gathering in the air.

Airplanes!

In just a few seconds, the fluorescence condensation in the air gradually took shape, forming the appearance of standing in a row, a total of seven trolls.

Wilkes’ eyes lit up.

If it weren’t for the fact that their bodies were no longer like the marbled patterns before, but fluorescent flashes, he would almost think that they had come to life.

The moment all the trolls took shape, Wilkes felt that he had some kind of connection with them, a kind of control over the lower ones by the superior.

Crunch!

“Huh?! Not good! Suddenly, before Wilkes could take a closer look at this new ability, he heard a noise from the side.

It was a door to the wooden compartment that suddenly opened!

Wilkes hurriedly urged this ability again:

“Son of Death, receive!”

Airplanes.

In an instant, I saw all the monster souls suddenly turned into a fluorescent torrent and shot towards Wilkes’s left hand, and the next moment, a circular cyan mark appeared on the back of Wilkes’s left hand.

Without having time to check, he turned his head again and saw Hermione, who had just poked her head out of the compartment, and was afraid for a while.

He can’t let others see the scene just now, otherwise I’m afraid it won’t be a simple explanation, but he can explain it clearly.

Manipulating the souls of the dead has always been a mortal sin in the wizarding world, and if he is known, he may be sent to Azkaban at any time to spend the rest of his life there.

“The next time you inherit a heroic ability, be sure to do it in a safe place!” Wilkes reflected on himself.

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