Chapter 606： Mr. Mission Must

Harry pursed his mouth when he heard the words, and his close friend spoke, but his steps stopped.

He looked at the densely moving crowd below, and finally made up his mind and walked down with his legs open.

He thought very clearly, just as the death cloak said, there is no turning back arrow when opening a bow. Now he has no room to look back, and all he can do is cover his head and move forward!

Looking at Mike's reaction, the death cloak made a strange smile.

It seemed to be familiar with this place, and it kept guiding Harry's direction.

With its help, even though there were many white-robed wizards walking around, Harry still came to a magnificent palace gate without any risk.

Compared to other palaces, there are far fewer people in front of this palace, but in terms of the degree of danger, it is the highest of all palaces!

Because, standing in front of its door are no longer the white-robed people who are hurriedly carrying things, but six fully armed and wary war wizards!

The gate of the palace was open, but it was strange that Harry could not see the scene inside at all. All he could see was pitch black, which made the palace look like an open mouth waiting for the prey to be caught. Monster!

Harry had to stop, he said softly with some fear:

"where is this place?"

‘Prison, prison for those bad things. "Reaper's cloak said, "Go ahead boldly, these guards are all garish, you won't be able to find you at all. In addition, you don't have to worry that they used the same method last time to track down your location, and now their entire mind is on Mike Tangley, and they simply don't care about you. ’

This time, Harry didn't hesitate too much, and walked directly toward the entrance after hearing this.

Fortunately, the death cloak did not deceive Harry.

Under the protection of the cloak of death, the guards standing at the door ignored Harry, which allowed Harry to enter the palace easily.

Different from the magnificence outside, the interior of this palace was dim, with only two oil lamps providing faint firelight.

And through the light, Harry could even see the thick dust accumulated on the ground and spiders crawling on the cracked walls.

Here is simply not a single sentence of run-down.

But Harry was not surprised by this, he even took it for granted, after all, in his impression the prison should be like this.

Straight forward along the path illuminated by the oil lamp, Harry saw a staircase falling diagonally down, touching the rock wall and continuing to walk down for a while before the time finally brightened in front of Harry.

But this kind of brightness is also limited, because the source of these lights is an old magic lamp. Judging from the dimming degree of the light, this magic lamp has been lighting for at least 30 years.

The magic lamp shining on is a broken stone stele full of Latin.

Since many spells are written in Latin, Harry still has some knowledge of this kind of writing.

But obviously, Harry was not a serious and eager student, and some of the handwriting on the stone tablet was already very weak, so he could only read the text on the stone tablet in general.

Harry stepped forward and carefully identified the words on it, only to realize that it was a prayer.

The content is probably to praise a **** or saint named Uranus, and proclaim that he and the other believers have collected enough sacrifices, and pray for Uranus to give another gift.

Harry was confused when he read this prayer. In his limited amount of reading, there has never been a **** or saint called Uranus.

And after hearing the general meaning translated by Harry, the cloak of death sighed twice and exclaimed:

‘Humans are really greedy creatures! ’

"Do you know what's going on?"

‘Isn’t this already obvious? "Reaper's Cloak said, "The wizards once obtained unimaginable benefits from the hand of Uranus through sacrifice, and then they tried to do it again with the same sacrifice. ’

Harry thought for a while, feeling that there was some truth in the death cloak, so he asked:

"Then what are the sacrifices they are talking about?"

Harry's expression was a little ugly when he said this, and when he talked about the sacrifice he would think of the **** scenes recorded in Muggle history.

And the Death Cloak smiled strangely after hearing this:

‘They should have hidden the sacrifices inside, don’t you know if you go in and see? ’

After saying this, the Cloak of Death was silent again, and Harry would not come out no matter what Harry called.

Seeing this, Harry had no choice but to go around the stele and walk inward.

The space behind the stele suddenly widened, and this space seemed to have a hole connecting the outside, so the air quality was much better.

Although there is still a weird musty smell unique to the old basement, it is still much better than the smell of soil in the previous staircase passage.

It’s just that the light here is still dim. With the faint light, Harry can only see that there are several large or small rooms scattered in this huge space. These rooms have different shapes, but through The prisons mentioned by the death cloak before, Harry almost immediately used them as cells.

In the wide aisle outside these cells, there were a few tall and thin figures walking slowly. Harry got a little closer and was surprised to discover that these people looked like the triplets who had appeared in the secret of Freemasonry. The old man is exactly the same!

But unlike the old triplets, the white robes worn by these people in front of them seem to have not been cleaned and replaced for a long time. They look gray and dilapidated, and the eyes of these people are quite dull. The route of walking has always been fixed and repeated. This kind of performance is as if they are all robots with a set degree of North!

Harry cautiously avoided the patrol route of the white-robed old men, came to the door of a spherical cell, and looked in through a window that was open on the surface.

The inside of the cell is also spherical and looks very smooth.

More than a dozen weirdos with dark blue eyes were constantly crawling towards the door, but the wall was so smooth that they would slide to the bottom of the sphere again whenever they climbed to the middle.

In order to escape, they even tried to pile up people ladders, but their number was too small, even if they used this method to escape.

And in the gap where they were crawling, Harry keenly discovered that at the bottom of the spherical cell, there was a box with a big bright red button on it, which made it look like a The detonating device for mine blasting.

As soon as he saw this box, Harry instantly understood its identity—the mystery.

He looked back at the cells scattered behind him and couldn't help but get goose bumps on his body.

If he guessed correctly, all those in the cell should be mysterious.

At the same time, he also understood the meaning of sacrifice.

It turns out that the sacrifice mentioned on the stone tablet is not the blood sacrifice he imagined, but a mysterious thing!

It is this kind of existence that will take the mysterious thing as its own sacrifice! ?

Harry was deeply shocked.

At this time, the voice of the death cloak came through.

‘Oh, Mr. Mission must be reached, old friend. ’

The voice of the death cloak had a scent of nostalgia, which brought Harry back to his senses.

But at this moment, he has no time to worry about why the death cloak knows the name of the mysterious object, because the blue weirdos in the spherical cell have discovered Harry, and they are all staring at them with their small black eyes. Holding Harry.

"Brothers, I'm not mistaken, it's human."

"It shouldn't be, I saw it too!"

"Humanity!"

"Come down! We are going to save the world!"

...

Harry's face changed as he listened to the voices of the blue weird people below. He looked at the white-robed elders who were attracted by the sound, and instinctively hid in the shadows in the dark part of the cell.

The white-robed old man obviously didn't have the ability to break hidden. After searching and finding nothing, he returned to his patrol route again.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief and asked his own question.

"Why do you know these guys? What are they?"

‘I thought you could guess, Harry. I have been locked up here before, so it's normal to know a few old acquaintances. "Reaper's Cloak said, "As for them, they are Mr. Mission Musta. Did you see the red button box? As long as you press as many times, there will be as many missions as Mr. Bida. Then say your requirements, and Mr. Mission Bida will help you fulfill your wishes. ’

Hearing that Harry wrinkled, according to the words of the death cloak, this seemed to be a wish machine.

Shouldn't such mysterious things be used as tools by those in white robes? How could he be locked up?

The cloak of death seemed to see Harry's doubts, and then said:

‘Mr. Mission Bida is not as beautiful as you think. First of all, their abilities are limited, and many tasks cannot be completed at all. Second, the way they complete their work is completely uncontrollable.

For example, if you ask him to help you get a cup, he may help you get one in the living room, or he may buy one, or break into your neighbor's house to grab one.

The methods of completing the work are different, which means that they are likely to cause very bad negative effects, do you understand?

Of course, there is the worst case.

As for why they are being held here now.

Can't you see this?

They are out of control!

Someone gave them a task that could never be completed!

The people who set up the task themselves are dead and unable to perform the task, so they can only use various extreme methods to try to complete the task! ’

Harry nodded at all he thought, he basically understood it.

But at this time, the call in the cell gradually subsided, and Harry listened curiously, and heard the blue weirdo still whispering inside.

"Damn it! I really want to kill him!"

"Save the world! How did that **** come up with such a task!?"

"I gave up, you guys come on."

...

Harry lowered his head all he thought about listening to the underground voice.

He thought he might already know what the other party's mission was.

Save the world, this man who proposed the task is really nasty!

At the same time, he also understands why these guys are being related. According to the statement of the death cloak, these guys will make a lot of extreme attempts when encountering tasks that cannot be completed.

And it is very likely to include some things that will have a great and bad impact on the world.

Pursing his lips, Harry had an idea.

He took out the game console Mike gave him back then from Wuhen's stretched pocket, and carefully threw it into the cell through the window.

"Ah! Who littered!"

With a roar, Harry slowly poked his head out and said to the furious blue weird people below:

"Perhaps, I can help you complete the task."

The blue weirdos were stunned. They looked at me and I looked at you, all with dumbfounded faces.

Harry continued:

"Did you see what I threw in? It's a game console. There is a game called Final Fantasy in it. The plot is also to save the world. Maybe you can't save the real world in front of you, but at least you can save that game world. ."

Hearing that the eyes of the blue weirdos looking at the game console began to heat up.

And the Death Cloak made a strange cry of wonder!

...

At the same time, in the office of the Minister of Magic of the Kingdom, Mike was frowning at a document in front of him.

This is the document Penello just sent, which tells a series of weird changes in the Ministry of Magic in other countries. UU Reading www.uukanshu. com

For example, began to consciously accumulate troops around the country, or began to ban domestic enterprises from commercial contacts with enterprises in the wizarding world of the country...

These actions undoubtedly did not make Mike think of a terrible fact-they are going to fight themselves!

Mike took a deep breath and got up to look at the cloudless beauty outside the window.

He already knew that the International Magic Federation would never give up after being pitted by him, but he didn't think that the opponent's revenge would come so quickly and so violently.

But will things go as smoothly as they thought?

The corners of Mike's mouth slowly rose. Since the other party wants to bite and swallow him whole, he must be prepared to break a few big teeth!

He Mike, as the strongest legendary wizard of this generation, is not a vegetarian!

Thinking about this, Mike suddenly turned his head, looked at Penello and said:

"Notify the various departments and start preparing for the war! At the same time, let the International Affairs Cooperation Department warn the Ministry of Magic who intends to disadvantage us, let them know what we will end if we don't cooperate! Then we will notify the Prophet Daily and others. The media, let them fully cooperate with us in the near future to control public opinion!"

Mike's categorical statement made Penello, who was still worried, regained some spirit.

She stared at Mike's tall figure, and for a moment, she said firmly:

"Yes!"