Fire Shield

Just as Lester was thrilled and ready to make his escape.

The system's pleasant synthesized voice rang out beside Lester's ear again.

[Ding! Claimable mission detected: 'Prisoners' Wrath']

[Angry Prisoners: In the hopeless place that was Azkaban, everyone had lost the will to live. The prisoners drifted through each day in a daze, burying their violent natures deep within their hearts. Now, the enraged prisoners desperately needed an outlet for their pent-up emotions.]

[Mission Requirement: Make eighty percent of Azkaban's prisoners release the demons in their hearts.]

[Mission Reward: Skill Upgrade Card (can break the maximum-level limit of a skill and forcibly upgrade it.)]

Lester: "..."

Talk about perfect timing. He had just been preparing to stir up trouble with the prisoners, and the system had immediately offered him a mission.

"System, is there any penalty for failing the mission?"

Rather than accepting it immediately, Lester cautiously asked the system first.

[Ding! There is no penalty for mission failure. Whether to claim the mission is entirely up to the host.]

After hearing that there was no penalty, Lester hesitated for a moment before saying, "Claim it!"

There would be a reward if he succeeded, and no penalty if he failed. So why not claim it?

[Dark Lord System]

[Host: Lester Bide]

[Magic Power: 10 (an adult wizard has 100)]

[Mastered Spells: God-tier Invisibility Technique (max level, cannot be improved)]

[Wall-Piercing Technique (basic spell, cannot be improved)]

[Transfiguration (from a Boggart, cannot be improved)]

[Fire Shield Level 1 (0/100)]

[Mission: Angry Prisoners]

[Lottery Draws: 0 (500,000 Fear Points/draw)]

With invisibility, the ability to pass through walls, Transfiguration, and Fiendfyre, wasn't he invincible?

"Let's see what this Enhanced Fiendfyre looks like first."

Lester knew about Fiendfyre, but this was the first time he had ever heard of Enhanced Fiendfyre.

In the Wizarding World, Fiendfyre was already the most terrifying magical flame. Rumor had it that it could devour certain things, and only the counter-curse could stop it.

Although it was immensely powerful, it had the drawback of being uncontrollable, and there was also a counter-curse capable of restraining it.

Therefore, while Fiendfyre was just as evil as the three Unforgivable Curses, it was not counted among them.

Just as he was about to cast Fiendfyre to test its power, Lester suddenly came to his senses.

He was in fucking Azkaban. If he messed up, wouldn't he set the whole place ablaze?

Not only would his mission fail, but he might get burned to death too.

"I'd better test it outside."

Having made up his mind, Lester immediately cast the God-tier Invisibility Technique and entered an invisible state.

He then passed through the bars of his cell with ease and stepped outside Azkaban Prison for the first time.

The moment he passed through the prison's heavy iron gates, an endless stretch of scorched earth lay before him.

Countless Dementors wandered aimlessly across the wasteland, while all manner of jagged rocks covered the island.

When he looked up at the sky, gray mist blanketed the heavens, and dense clouds continued gathering in the air.

As he strolled across this godforsaken island, Lester grew more and more alarmed.

Azkaban Prison stood right at the center of the island, surrounded by hundreds of Dementors.

He had only walked a few hundred meters, yet he had already brushed past dozens of Dementors.

If he had not been invisible, the Dementors would have sucked out his soul long ago.

"Found it."

At last, Lester's eyes lit up. He had finally found a place where he could test Fiendfyre without restraint.

A bottomless cave!

With so many strange giant rocks on the island where Azkaban stood, it was perfectly normal for there to be caves formed by those rocks, wasn't it?

Lester walked inside without hesitation. Seeing how pitch-black the cave was, he could not help smiling in satisfaction.

The darker, the better. He could cast Fire Shield while invisible anyway. If a patrolling Auror passed by later and saw a cluster of blue flames floating in this pitch-black cave, they would definitely piss themselves.

That would mean another huge haul of Fear Points!

"Fire Shield!"

Inside the pitch-black cave, Lester slowly raised his right hand. His lips moved slightly as he uttered the incantation.

In an instant, a flicker of blue flame appeared out of thin air above Lester's right hand.

Blazing heat spread continuously through the surrounding air, and a terrifying aura filled the entire cave.

The cave, which had been so dark that one could not see their own hand, was immediately illuminated by the blue flame.

Under Lester's mental control, the enchanting blue flame danced up and down through the cave like a blue sprite joyfully twirling in the darkness.

Unfortunately, that was only how it looked in Lester's eyes.

At that moment, a Dementor that had been hibernating in the pitch-black cave saw the blue ghostly flame suddenly appear in the air and felt as though it was about to piss its soul away.

It had been sleeping peacefully in the cave, only to wake up and find a soul-devouring demonic fire bouncing around right in front of it. Who the hell wouldn't be scared?

Moreover, the flame was incomparably evil, like hellfire from the depths of hell itself, making the Dementor tense beyond belief.

That was right. In Lester's eyes, the blue Fiendfyre obeyed him as easily as moving an arm. With a single thought, he could control it however he wished.

So, in his eyes, the blue Fiendfyre was harmless.

But in the eyes of others, the situation was completely different.

The instant the blue Fiendfyre appeared in the cave, the previously calm Dementor broke out in goosebumps from fright.

As a Dementor, it was a creature of darkness and should not have feared Fiendfyre.

But the blue Fiendfyre before it seemed a little different from everyone else's Fiendfyre.

It could sense the aura of death coming from it.

"Fuck..."

As the Dementor cowered in a corner of the cave, Lester, who had been controlling Fiendfyre as it danced through the air, noticed the "uninvited guest" inside the cave.

A cold glint flashed through Lester's eyes.

Naturally, Lester had no fondness for Dementors, dark creatures that fed on humans.

He was practicing Fiendfyre, and this Dementor had conveniently delivered itself to him. Naturally, he would not be polite.

"Go!"

With a thought from Lester, the blue Fiendfyre that had been drifting aimlessly through the air immediately stopped. As though it had received an order, it flew straight toward the Dementor in the corner.

Filled with boundless killing intent, the Fiendfyre transformed in midair into a magical creature resembling a lion and lunged fiercely at the Dementor.