People are in Hogwarts, What the hell is the flood system?

At that moment, Rhine casually waved his hand, and the crystal ball lit up.

A melodious and cheerful tune emanated from within, refreshing the mind and spirit—it was the music of the gods' banquet.

A peculiar look appeared in Rhine's eyes.

“Indeed, it's an ancient melody from the Age of Mythology, and it seems to have a magical effect of soothing and invigorating the spirit?”

“Magical power is fluctuating… This feeling, is it spellcasting?”

After a moment, his expression suddenly changed.

This melody seemed to be like the incantation of a spell, driving some magical power to exert a magical effect.

However, compared to the ingenuity and deliberateness of spell incantations, this melody was more natural and seamless, a more primitive way of driving magical power.

Primitive, which in technology means weakness, but in the realm of magic, which relies on bloodlines to cast, it means strength.

Modern wizards need to rely on wands and spells to complete various magics, but the wizards of the Age of Mythology didn't need these at all. For them, many magics were as instinctive as breathing, thanks to their inheritance of rich ancient bloodlines.

Even the melodies they created could drive magical power and achieve peculiar magical effects.

Modern wizards with thin bloodlines find it difficult to replicate this method.

Even if they meticulously refine magic in various subdivided fields and play all kinds of tricks, they cannot be stronger than the wizards of the Age of Mythology in terms of magical intensity.

Rhine quietly listened to the music of the gods' banquet, gaining a better understanding of the Age of Mythology, which was closest to the ancient times.

At the same time, the ancient melody of the gods' banquet also gave Rhine a few more insights into the Fuxi Divine Sky Resonance, bringing him one step closer to mastery.

However, he raised his eyebrows, revealing a strange expression.

“Voldemort and Quirrell shouldn't have prepared only this much for me, right?”

“This is probably not even close to the power of the Luo Hu Treasure and the Great Dao of Slaughter that the system mentioned.”

Just then, the music of the gods' banquet came to an abrupt end.

Rhine also looked at the crystal ball with interest.

“Oh?”

“Is the real killer move coming?”

The next moment, the previously cheerful melody suddenly became solemn and majestic.

The feeling was like a dead land appearing before one's eyes.

It was the realm of the dead.

Anyone who heard this melody would have their life and soul buried deep in the underworld, where they would completely perish.

This was the Death Anthem, in which the Lyre of the Underworld was full of confidence!

However, Rhine was stunned for a moment after hearing the Death Anthem, and couldn't help but laugh.

So that's how it is, mixing a melody into the crystal ball that can borrow the power of the underworld to bury life and soul.

I have to say, the creativity is commendable.

The courage is also commendable.

You must know that Rhine has the talent of the Underworld's Protection, and going to the Underworld is like going home.

He also possesses the Judge's Pen, a powerful magic weapon in the Underworld, and the rules of the Underworld's judgment are brought by the Judge's Pen.

Use the Underworld to bury Rhine's life and soul?

Who dares to accuse this official in court?!

Of course, even without the Underworld's Protection, the Judge's Pen, and other means, this Death Anthem is fundamentally unshakable in front of Rhine.

With so many treasures and talents to suppress it, the magic world's Underworld is not qualified to destroy Rhine!

Rhine now also understands why the Heavenly Mystery talent didn't feel any danger to this time Voldemort and the others used, but instead thought it was an opportunity.

Originally, if it were other means from the Age of Mythology, Rhine would still have to pay attention to it.

But this song?

It really doesn't require Rhine to separate any of his mind to resist, it's purely to help him accelerate the mastery of the Fuxi Divine Sky Resonance!

Immediately, Rhine's expression relaxed, and he even closed his eyes, carefully listening to the Death Anthem.

And under his closed eyelids, the Cave Insight Heavenly Eye flickered with mysterious light, analyzing the mysteries in the Death Anthem.

Gradually, the secrets of using melodies to drive the power of the Underworld, death, and so on, emerged in Rhine's mind.

And these insights turned into resources for him to practice the Fuxi Divine Sky Resonance.

The understanding of the Fuxi Divine Sky Resonance is constantly improving, moving towards the threshold of mastery.

It's just that just when Rhine was just getting into the state, the Death Anthem suddenly stopped abruptly.

Rhine suddenly opened his eyes and frowned in dissatisfaction.

“Huh? It's gone?!”

“Obviously, this melody is just the beginning, it just started, and it's over?”

Rhine frowned and fiddled with the crystal ball.

“Play it again.”

“Voldemort and the others went to so much trouble to do this, it shouldn't be so stingy, just give this little melody, who can kill it?”

“Is it still hidden in some corner?”

Just as Rhine was about to start playing the crystal ball again, the Lyre of the Underworld, which was clamoring outside Wanbao Pavilion that Rhine would definitely die after listening to the Death Anthem, was stunned for a moment and suddenly fell silent.

Voldemort and Quirrell's hearts suddenly sank.

“What's going on?”

The Lyre of the Underworld's voice was full of surprise and accident.

“The crystal ball was triggered for the third time, which means…”

“Rhine Snow heard the Death Anthem, but he didn't die.”

In an instant, Quirrell panicked a little, and his tone immediately rose a lot.

“What?!”

“Didn't you say that after listening to the Death Anthem, even ordinary gods would fall?”

“Why isn't Rhine dead yet?!”

“It's over, it's over. According to experience, every time we try to assassinate Rhine but fail, it's often our turn to be unlucky.”

Voldemort's consciousness also frowned.

“I said long ago that this little wizard Rhine is a bit evil and cannot be viewed with common sense.”

“If you had helped me get the Philosopher's Stone first, it would have been foolproof, but now something may happen again.”

The Lyre of the Underworld snorted coldly, although surprised and accidental, it was not flustered.

“What are you panicking about?”

“Rhine Snow is, after all, a being watched by the great Rulers. Although he was born in this mortal era, I had expected that he might be extraordinary.”

“So I still added insurance.”

“If he doesn't die after hearing the Death Anthem, then the crystal ball will play the Death Anthem again, this time with a longer section than before, almost reaching the upper limit that a medium like the crystal ball can carry.”

“Rhine Snow, who has been seriously injured by this Death Anthem, will definitely die!”

“So there's nothing to panic about, let the music play for a while.”

Hearing this, Voldemort and Quirrell breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the Lyre of the Underworld with surprise.

Ever since this thing was resurrected, it opened its mouth and said how awesome its Age of Mythology was, and closed its mouth and said that this mortal era was too weak, with an arrogant look.

Voldemort felt that even when he was most arrogant, he was not like the Lyre of the Underworld.

I didn't expect that this thing, although arrogant, actually knew how to add insurance.

Then this time, there will always be a chance to kill Rhine, right?

Even if he can't be killed, hurting him and making him coma for a while is also okay!

At this moment, Rhine looked at the crystal ball that had started playing music again, and a look of surprise appeared in his disappointed eyes.

This time, the melody actually had an extra section?

“Tsk, you have good stuff, but you have to hide it. If I didn't replay it, you wouldn't be willing to take it out?”

Rhine shook his head.

“Stingy, too stingy.”

Immediately, he immersed himself in the melody again, turning it into resources for understanding the Fuxi Divine Sky Resonance.

Every minute, every second, Rhine felt that he was getting closer and closer to mastering the Fuxi Divine Sky Resonance.

Compared to comprehending it himself, mastering the Fuxi Divine Sky Resonance by listening to the rhythm is indeed much faster.

If this Death Anthem melody was complete, Rhine felt that he might be able to directly cross this final distance.

But after a moment, the Requiem of the Dead abruptly stopped, leaving Rhine with a look of unfinished business.

"Will it continue to replay, will there be more movements?"

With this thought, Rhine waved his hand, and the crystal ball began to flash back at an unprecedented frequency, repeating the Requiem of the Dead over and over again.

Outside the All-Treasure Pavilion, the usually calm Hades Harp suddenly lost control and let out a metallic twang.

"?!"

Quirrell's face was full of anticipation.

"Success?!"

The Hades Harp was somewhat dazed.

"No, no, no..."

"The crystal ball is still replaying."

"I can sense that the Requiem of the Dead has been repeated hundreds or thousands of times in an extremely short period of time..."

It was a little distraught, its strings buzzing.

"How is this possible?"

"Even if it's not the complete Requiem of the Dead, it can still trigger the power of the underworld. After listening to it so many times, even the souls of the gods would be buried in the underworld."

"How can someone listen to it hundreds or thousands of times in a short period of time and not die?"

"Huh? Is the underworld your home? Can't you die?!"

Quirrell and Voldemort looked a little numb.

They had experienced the Hades Harp's performance many times.

Voldemort cautiously opened his mouth.

"Or... let's forget it?"

"Let's stop targeting Rhine for now, abandon the plan, and help me get the Philosopher's Stone."

"When I get the Philosopher's Stone and recover to my full strength, there will always be a chance to kill Rhine..."

Just then, before the Hades Harp could speak, a smoking, cracked crystal ball was displayed in the window of the All-Treasure Pavilion, along with a notice.

"Heavy Reward for Subsequent Movements!"

Instantly, if the Hades Harp had eyes, they would be bloodshot now.

"Provocation!"

"This is a provocation to me, to Lord Hades!"

"Rhine Snow, what do you think the Requiem of the Dead is?!"

"If I can't kill you, won't the reputation of the Hades Harp from the mythical era be completely disgraced?!"

Voldemort and Quirrell's hearts sank.

Quirrell even tried to persuade him.

"Why don't we be more cautious? Since we know this might be a provocation, shouldn't we avoid falling into the trap?"

"Let's help the master get the Philosopher's Stone first, and then take our time..."

But his response was the Hades Harp's irritable metallic twang.

"Take your mother's head!"

"Hurry up and send me in. Doesn't he want to hear the complete Requiem of the Dead? I'll play it for him myself!"

"I'm going to turn this place into a silent wasteland!"

"Don't try to persuade me anymore. This concerns the dignity of the mythical era, there is absolutely no room for maneuver!"

Quirrell wanted to persuade him again, but Voldemort stopped him.

Voldemort whispered in Quirrell's mind.

"Forget it, let it go if it wants to."

"It's a product of the mythical era after all. Even if it can't kill Rhine, it can at least cause him some trouble. It shouldn't be strengthening the enemy, right?"

"As long as it can inflict some injuries on Rhine, we can take this opportunity to get the Philosopher's Stone."

Quirrell's heart stirred.

"Then master, the resources we need..."

Voldemort nudged his mouth, and Quirrell saw the words "Heavy Reward" posted by the All-Treasure Pavilion.

With the wealth gathered by the All-Treasure Pavilion, this heavy reward must be a satisfying amount.

In addition, they had looted the previous wizarding family, which should be enough to obtain the necessary alchemical items and potions.

After a moment, Quirrell also nodded and sent the Hades Harp to the All-Treasure Pavilion.

"The movements you want are played by this harp."

"This is a harp inherited from the mythical era, perfectly preserved, and can automatically play movements. It is the treasure of our family's heritage..."

"Borrow? Ah, no no no, I mean sell, must sell, but — more money!"

Soon, Quirrell left the All-Treasure Pavilion with a bulging money bag, completely satisfied.

The Hades Harp also realized that Quirrell and Voldemort seemed to have no confidence in its actions and had decided to abandon it in exchange for resources.

It sneered in its heart.

"Foolish! Mortal wisdom!"

"You actually don't believe in me?"

"The current wizards are still too far away from the mythical era. They still have to rely on those broken wooden sticks and strange spells to cast spells. They have long forgotten the great power possessed by the first few generations of wizards after stealing the blood of the Outer Gods."

"Even though the mythical era has ended, even though I am in this mundane era, as a divine artifact, stained with a trace of Hades' divine power, I am invincible in this era!"

"It's better not to have these two stupid helpers, so they don't always chatter in my ear. Rhine is all I need, watch me solo kill him!"

At this moment, the Hades Harp was sent to Rhine.

A system prompt also appeared in front of Rhine's eyes.

[This is the treasure left by the Demon Ancestor Rahu, containing a trace of the power of the Great Dao of Slaughter, enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and kill even the Daluo and Quasi-Saints.]

[Host, escape quickly!]

He looked at the Hades Harp with great interest, his mind flashing with thoughts.

"A product of the mythical era? That's a bit interesting."

"Looking at it this way, it should have some consciousness and be able to unleash its power on its own."

"That is to say, I can ask it for some information about the mythical era..."

At the same time, the Hades Harp also exuded a hint of curiosity, a trace of strange magic, wanting to investigate Rhine's background.

It wanted to see what kind of existence this ordinary little wizard was, who could attract the attention of the great Outer Gods and cause it to awaken early in order to kill him.

The Hades Harp was quite confident in its investigation.

This was a magical method from the mythical era, which could directly probe the opponent's power level.

When encountering unfamiliar opponents, the gods also used this method to probe the enemy's power level.

It was expected that in this mundane era, such methods could not be understood by mortals at all.

Even Voldemort had previously had some of his weaknesses revealed by the Hades Harp's methods, and even the essence of his twisted and broken soul was revealed in one sentence.

Everything that Rhine possessed would have no room for hiding under this magic, the Hades Harp had such thoughts.

However, just as that trace of magic touched Rhine, a layer of sacred golden light appeared on Rhine's body surface, and the trace of magic emitted by the Hades Harp instantly dissipated.

But the originally silent Hades Harp suddenly let out a metallic twang, as if it had been extremely frightened.

In an instant, just an instant, it glimpsed Rhine's power level.

But this almost scared it to death.

Unintelligible, indescribable.

Such a power essence did not exist even in the mythical era!

If it had to be said, it only saw a scene.

Heaven and earth were chaotic, the Jianmu tree reached the sky, and a magnificent, unimaginable existence easily captured the sun and moon, reversing the universe.

Unspeakable Outer Gods wailed in front of that figure, even turning into food!

"What... what is this?!"

"How can there be such an existence?!"

The Hades Harp burst out with a terrified cry.

It didn't even know if what it saw was real or an illusion!

On Rhine's system light screen, a line of information also appeared.

[Rahu's legacy treasure tried to pry into you, but saw a corner of the future on you]

[Saints fall, heaven and earth bleed]

[It's scared crazy!]