The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

"Lind, when did you start slipping into people's brains and stealing the secrets of the soul like a real mind flayer?"

The adventure team packed up and prepared to clear out Baldur's Gate's urban cancer, the Temple of Baal. Lind led the team straight to the sewers.

Ying Xin was in a good mood, so she asked casually.

"Well, I've been doing this a lot since I learned my first mind-reading magic."

"Soldier, has anyone ever said that you are scary?" Karak touched his exposed arm, as if he had goosebumps.

"Believe me, voyeurism is human nature." Linde said expressionlessly.

Karak stared and put his arms around Gale, "I don't believe it. Wizard of Waterdeep City, prove your innocence for your profession."

Gale suddenly showed a strange expression and fell into suspicious silence.

"Wait a minute." Asdalen looked stunned, "So you spellcasters don't care about people's privacy rights at all?"

Gale was pushed away by Karak in disgust. He raised his hands in surrender in embarrassment: "It's just that sometimes, when you are young, you will be more curious."

"This isn't fair." Shadow Heart complained.

Lind shrugged, "As Gale said, mind reading was still very interesting at first. But later on, people's experience can replace the effect of mind reading, so it is gradually less used.

"What's more, people are often not as interesting as they think. The things in their heads are always the same."

Minsk scratched his bare head and didn't understand the thoughts of these people. "Minsk is like an open book and doesn't mind anyone drawing wisdom from here!"

Everyone walked quickly through the dark, cold, and smelly sewer.

"You don't have any wisdom in your head for us to draw from," Minsala complained. "Unless someone wants to be an idiot."

"Minsk is not happy!" The big man glared at the female drow and turned to chat with the hamster. "You are right, Xiaobu. Minsk's talent requires a pair of eyes that seek knowledge. Obviously, the talents of these underground elves Eyes obscured by evil cobwebs.”

Minsala said nothing with a sullen face.

Will stared at Bubu, the hamster on Minsk's shoulder, and suddenly asked: "Lind, you master the magical power summoning in animal language, have you never talked to this cute little animal?"

Linde walked at the front of the team, holding up Melkor's Scythe. He hung a small ball of constant light spell on the scythe, which provided very good lighting.

"Even if you use [Animal Talk], you can't understand Bubu's words. Because it is not an animal, but a mini giant space hamster - an intelligent life form like us. So if it tries to communicate with us, it should actively use [Human] chat】."

They chatted and turned left and right in the sewers. Most of the areas they had already explored and had left marks. The coordinates of the Baal Order were quite far north. The closer they got, the more ancient buildings appeared all around. trace.

The Cult of Evil God, which has been rooted in Baldur's Gate for many years, is actually located deep in the ruins of an underground city.

A long and narrow stone door blocks the entrance. On the circular altar in front of the door is a circle of counterclockwise tadpole teardrops painted in blood. People with religious knowledge can tell that this pattern is a feature of the Holy Emblem of Baal.

Several fresh and broken corpses were hung upside down from the ceiling above the altar.

Linde used magic energy to blast the corpse's head, like breaking a leather bag containing water, and the old blood dripped onto the altar.

The hole in the center of the altar sucked up the blood and activated the mechanism, so the closed door of the temple opened.

As the dark wind blows behind the door. The environment suddenly became dangerous.

Passing through the gate is a deep valley, with broken stone pillars and broken temples on the cliff.

"This is the Killing Valley." Linde said, "Baal's Patriarch and assassins are ambushing here." He pointed out where the ambush was, how to deal with it, etc.

Ying Xin couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, "Did you read these from that shapeshifter's mind?"

Lind blinked, and the half-elf priest looked at him suspiciously for a moment.

In fact, Linde did not read the memory of the shapeshifter at all. He just read the script.

He said calmly: "If we go in directly, we are likely to be in danger."

Teammates were skeptical.

"Not even Shar's temple can stop us at all, so how can the mere cultists of Baal harm us?" Will encouraged.

"Of course they have this ability, how about a priest who knows how to cast the command: death?" Linde's light words scared the smile off Bian Ren's face.

The nine-ring magic control school spell [Law: Death] truly achieves the effect of determining life and death with just one word.

Of course, this spell is not that invincible. For characters with strong vitality, the lethality of Death Law is just a breeze and has no effect at all.

But most of the teammates present could not withstand this spell.

"Come on, arrange a strategy. Ms. Eileen, please be responsible for luring the enemy in front."

An immortal god is best suited as a human shield.

Irene shook her neck in displeasure and made a clicking sound, "Okay, let's just think of it as an appetizer. Ms. Irene will destroy these clowns!"

Killing Valley.

Asmo, clad in moonlight, walked down the stone steps with his head high and his chest high. Hidden arrows were fired from the cliffs and temple pillars on both sides, and the Baal believers made sharp strange laughter.

"Look, rotten meat that doesn't know whether to live or die." "Send it to your door yourself." "If there is a road in Heaven Mountain, don't take it. If there is no way in the underworld, you will throw yourself into it!"

The god-slayer of Baal Gislev, the gatekeeper of death, Faschner stood at the top, casting a cold gaze.

He doesn't speak, but the killers under his command become his mouthpieces and speak out.

"I didn't expect that the person who broke into the Baal Temple was actually a small celestial creature. No matter what, you have to accept the test here. The weak are not worthy of meeting the God of Murder."

Pastor Barr chanted cruel holy words, his ordinary face was studded with two bloody eyes, staring at Ms. Irene. Law Order: The death ritual is being launched. In thirty seconds, he will launch this terrible spell.

Song of the Dark Night stood silently in the encirclement, folding his arms and letting the arrows bounce off the ornately carved purple-lacquered steel armor.

As time passed, the Patriarch suddenly shouted:

--"die!"

Erin fell to the ground with a crash.

The next second, she stood up again, showed a hearty and clean smile, and pointed behind the Patriarch.

Faschner turned around sharply.

A terrifying face with bulging veins and dense black lines came into view.

"ah!!!"

Paladin smiled honestly, "Brother, have you eaten? If not, eat my Holy Slash!"

The Baal assassin standing on the cliff was suddenly pushed away by the thunder wave. The Baal believers hiding in the ruins were suddenly pushed up by the ice wall rising under their feet, and they were squeezed directly against the ceiling and became a bone-chilling mass of meat.

The adventurers emerged from stealth and cleared the Killing Valley in just six seconds.

Lind pulled out the scythe from the Patriarch's body and watched with pleasure as his level of warlock increased.

A level 10 tower magician and a level 11 paladin. His total spellcasting level has reached level 15.

Officially unlocked the 8th level spell slot.

Most of the terrifying power of the spell profession has been unlocked. Linde spread out the ancient books and easily stuffed several 8-level spells into the standing spell column - mental retardation, earthquake, solar explosion, cloning...

"It's time to end this game." He chuckled, chanted melodious elven songs, and stepped into the most evil and filthy evil temple. (End of chapter)