HP: Who Left Galleons on My Desk?
Chapter 277

Slaying the King

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Lin Ze dodged sideways, and the dark red spear flew past his ear and was nailed to the stone wall behind him.

The stone wall cracked with a spider web pattern, and dark red threads crawled out from the nails.

"Sirius, Arthur is left to you!"

Lin Ze shouted without looking back. He clicked the magic wand with his right hand three times, and the three "Reducto" blasted towards Constantine in the shape of a pin.

Constantine didn't hide.

The dark red silk thread was woven into a shield in front of him. When the three curses were thrown on it, only three clusters of sparks exploded, leaving not even a crack on the shield surface.

"That's it?" Constantine tilted his neck, and the dark red lines on his neck lit up for a moment.

"Merlin? I thought it was so awesome."

Lin Ze ignored his taunt, took out the "space" phalange from the staffless stretching box with his left hand, and threw it to Sirius with his backhand.

Sirius caught the finger bone and was stunned. "What are you doing for me?"

"The source of his power must be connected to the ground. Find that connection point."

Sirius clenched his phalanges, and the space magic power was poured into it, and the blue and white electric arc jumped twice on the surface of the phalanges.

He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them suddenly. "Directly below the throne, about twenty feet."

Lin Ze's wand paused on the ground.

"Protego Diabolica"

Pillars of golden-red fire spurted out from the tip of his staff, condensing into a huge burning dragon head above his head.

This time he suppressed the flames more concentratedly. The size of the faucet was only one-third of the last time in the sentry tower, but the temperature was more than twice as high.

The flame dragon head roared and hit Constantine's dark red silk shield.

The silk threads sizzled under the high temperature, and the shield surface became thinner visibly to the naked eye.

The smile on Constantine's face disappeared.

As soon as he put his hands together, the dark red light beam above his head split into a branch and poured into his body. He became stronger again, and the dark red crystal on his forehead cracked a crack, revealing an even more dazzling red light.

"Interesting." His voice was no longer human at all.

"Then I'll be more serious."

He raised his foot and stamped it.

The floor of the entire inner hall shattered at the same time, and dark red threads emerged from the ground, like countless snakes wrapping around the ground towards Lin Ze.

Lin Ze stood up from the ground, with his legs covered in dragon scales, he used the force to bounce off the pillars, and fired "Confringo" towards the top of the hall.

The stone roof shattered, and rubble rained down.

Constantine couldn't dodge, and the gravel hit the dark red silk thread and was crushed into powder.

But the gap in the roof of the temple exposed after the rubble fell, allowing the skylight from outside to pour in.

Lin Ze landed next to the Sword in the Stone in the hall, and stretched out his hand to slap the sword.

The blade of the sword shone with a silvery white luster, which was the activation of the magic power he had injected into it before.

"Constantine." He breathed, the dragon scales on his shoulders feeling slightly hot.

"You relied on that thing to give you fifty years of national fortune, but you yourself are almost eaten up by it. With your appearance now, do you still recognize yourself when you look in the mirror?"

Constantine's mouth twitched.

"Do you think you won?" He lowered his head, and dark red threads began to flow into his mouth.

"It has given me far more than you imagine."

His body began to swell, and his skin cracked inch by inch, revealing the dark red texture underneath, like a fruit that was shedding its shell.

Lin Ze looked at that picture, and the words of Morgana suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Shedding Gods will not leave the shed shell in place for worship, but if there is still a living Shedding Gods in that shell..."

Constantine, is shedding its shell.

He wants to shed the human skin on his body to make a new container for his heart.

"Sirius, take Arthur out!"

Lin Ze swiped the wand in front of him, and "Boundary Break" opened a crack, facing the direction of the square outside the temple.

Sirius dragged Arthur towards the crack, but Arthur struggled a bit.

"Sword!"

"What?"

"Sword in the Stone!"

Lin Ze looked back at the sword stuck in the stone, gritted his teeth and cursed, then raised his hand and waved "Summoning Charm".

Sword in the Stone was pulled out by him with the whole stone attached, and flew towards Arthur.

Arthur stretched out his hand to catch the hilt of the sword. The stone shattered into powder in mid-air. The moment the sword fell into his palm, silver-white light exploded from the sword.

The beam of light soared into the sky.

Constantine raised his head, his dark red pupils reflected the silvery white light, and made an inhuman neighing sound from his mouth.

"It's useless even if you take it!"

Arthur holds the sword with the tip pointed at Constantine.

"You will know if it works or not."

He rushed forward.

Lin Ze raised his hand and put "Shield Charm" on Arthur's body. At the same time, he used "Boundary Break" to tear open a crack on the side of Constantine. Sirius's wand poked out from the other end of the crack, and a purple-black light blade struck the back of Constantine's neck.

Constantine turned around in pain, Arthur took the opportunity to thrust the sword into the dark red gap on his chest.

The blade of the sword was half an inch deep.

Constantine's body froze for a moment.

Then he reached out and grabbed Arthur's wrist.

"You think this sword can kill me?"

"Why not?" Arthur raised his face, his eyes shining.

Constantine looked down and saw that the dark red liquid flowing out of Sword in the Stone's chest was being absorbed by the sword.

After the sword body absorbed the dark red liquid, the silvery white luster turned into dark gold.

The hilt of the sword began to feel hot in his hand.

Constantine let go of Arthur's wrist, took a step back, and looked down at the wound on his chest that was beginning to collapse.

"No way... how could it..."

His body began to break apart.

Starting from the dark red crystal on the forehead, the cracks spread all the way, like porcelain that has been roasted by fire.

"No... no... it promised me..."

Constantine knelt down.

The throne collapsed behind him.

Dark red threads retracted from all directions and poured into his shattered body, but the more threads poured in, the faster his body shattered.

"What did it promise you?" Lin Ze walked up to him, squatted down and looked at him.

Constantine opened his mouth and squeezed out a vague word from the cracked lips.

"Grow... born..."

He was completely broken.

The pile of debris formed a small puddle of dark red ashes on the ground. The wind poured in through the gap in the roof of the temple, and the ashes were blown away, revealing a palm-sized dark red stone underneath.

It's exactly the same as the one in the temple.

Lin Ze reached for the stone.

The moment his fingertips touched the stone surface, a cold voice came from the stone.

"Are you Merlin?"

Lin Ze raised his eyes. "Are you the Shedding Gods behind Constantine?"

The surface of the stone begins to heat up.

"Shedding Gods needs a host, but Shedding Gods will not be tamed."

"What do you want to say?"

"Constantine is too old. His body can't support me. I need a new container."

Lin Ze stared at the stone and suddenly laughed.

"The old cow still wants to eat young grass?"

The stone didn't answer, but the temperature on its surface rose another degree.

Lin Ze stood up, threw the stone into the wandless stretching box, and patted the dust on his hands.

There were dense footsteps outside the hall.

The palace guards finally arrived, and dozens of soldiers rushed into the inner hall. Seeing the collapsed throne and the dark red ashes on the ground, they all froze at the door.

Arthur stood in the center of the hall, holding the dark golden Sword in the Stone in his hand.

The dark gold lines on the sword have faded and returned to silvery white, but there is a circle of extremely thin dark red silk threads on the hilt, which is exactly the same as those of Shedding Gods.

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