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As Bruce spoke, the light of Avalon began to shrink, and the Water Spirit Orb changed from a suppressed state to a nurturing state. The flowing energy circulated in Harry Potter's young body, increasing his body's tolerance limit.

The vampire virus also became active at this time. From the virus's perspective, this was the perfect opportunity to completely invade the core of the host.

The instant the vampire virus entered the inner layer from the outer layer, Bruce spoke, "Lupin!"

Lupin jolted and then bit Harry Potter's hand. This was the first time he had bitten anyone in all his time as a werewolf, but it seemed he had a good talent for biting. His teeth pierced the skin and injected the virus, but did not cause Harry Potter much physical harm.

At the same time, Bruce pressed a button, and the memetic virus-werewolf was injected into Harry Potter's body from a specially made reagent bottle.

Suddenly sensing a formidable enemy trying to steal its host, the vampire virus immediately began to retaliate and slowed its invasion, preparing to completely expel the werewolf virus first.

The power of the legendary blood essence was evident at this moment. Even with Artoria using Avalon to take sides, the battle was almost entirely one-sided.

Harry Potter's body temperature soared to over forty degrees Celsius. The Water Spirit Orb shone brightly, protecting Harry Potter's internal organs. Merlin also cast a spell to ensure that Harry Potter's body would not collapse.

Just as everyone was showing off their skills, Harry Potter licked his thumb twice and slept soundly. It seems Freddy's dream protection work was very well done.

At the height of the clash between the two viruses, Bruce pressed the button again, and the Hulk potion was injected into Harry Potter's neck, while the gamma ray emitter also activated.

Artoria readjusted Avalon's defenses, expanding the scope of her biased attacks to include Hulk cells, excessive gamma rays, and werewolf virus.

"Hulk," Bruce whispered, his eyes closed.

"Hulk is here~" A deep yet slightly mischievous voice rang out from Bruce's body, and he transformed into the Hulk. In terms of height, the Hulk was much taller than Hagrid, the half-giant in this world.

"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby~" Hulk sang a lullaby in a rough voice, which was hard to hear, but the injected Hulk cells didn't think so.

That's right, this lullaby wasn't sung for Harry Potter, but for those Hulk cells that had undergone secondary culture. Even after being removed from the body, the Hulk could still influence these cells to some extent.

As Hulk sang, the Hulk cells' violent side subsided, and they began to coexist with normal human cells, while the gamma particles that were constantly irradiating them accelerated this process.

Before the vampire virus could react, its rear was attacked. Immediately afterwards, the Hulk cells identified the vampire virus as the enemy and launched an attack.

Instantly, Harry Potter's body temperature soared again, high enough to boil water. The Water Spirit Orb fell and landed on Harry Potter's forehead, protecting the most vital organ - the brain.

The werewolf virus also launched a full-scale attack without hesitation. Caught between two sides, the vampire virus, without any external support, had no choice but to retreat. Without receiving further instructions from Dracula, it began to alienate itself in order to seek coexistence. Survival is not only a life, but also an instinct of the virus and its essence.

Bruce looked at the readings on the instrument through Hulk's eyes and breathed a sigh of relief; the most dangerous moment had passed.

In the following period, Artoria was the busiest. She would use Avalon to help whichever side was weaker, the werewolf virus or the vampire virus, since it would be meaningless if Harry Potter couldn't become a werewolf.

The Hulk cells, being the most stable and least affected, proceeded steadily under Hulk's guidance.

By the time the sun rose the next day, the Hulk cells had already coexisted with all the other cells.

With Harry Potter's immunity surging, the werewolf virus and the vampire virus had no choice but to choose the option of coexistence.

Finally, the Hulk cells occupied most of the cells in Harry Potter's body, the vampire virus stayed in the blood, and the mature blood cells that had differentiated to their limit became its final home. The werewolf virus, on the other hand, advanced into various hair and surface cells and eventually settled there.

It can be said that the first human in history to be a combination of the Hulk, a vampire, and a werewolf has appeared!

In the infirmary of the main timeline, Lupin sat next to Harry Potter, looking at him with concern, and then suddenly noticed that Harry Potter's body seemed to be turning a little green.

A nervous Lupin lifted the covers to check, only to be unconsciously kicked away by Harry Potter, sending him flying and crashing into the ceiling. That's how domineering the Hulk's power boost is.

Chapter 359 Reciprocal Countermeasures

Lupin, still hanging from the ceiling, was in a daze. Having lived for so many years, and being a werewolf, he was one of the best in Hogwarts in terms of physical strength, only losing to special figures like Hagrid.

It's unbelievable that he was kicked away by the unconscious Harry Potter without even realizing it.

Van Helsing rushed over and pulled Lupin down from the ceiling. Lupin was strong and healthy, and the kick didn't hurt him much.

“I told you to stay away from him. Those big shots don’t know how they’ll handle this. He’s dangerous to others right now, but you just won’t listen.”

Van Helsing forced a smile and helped Lupin brush the dust off his clothes.

Lupin looked utterly dejected. Van Helsing had indeed warned him, and Harry Potter hadn't woken up yet. Now he could only blame himself. "He's turned green now, is he really okay?"

"Don't worry, it's just a little green, and it's only on his body, not his head. It's nothing serious." Van Helsing stood a few meters away, observing Harry Potter. His breathing was steady and strong, and he looked very healthy.

Lupin wanted to say something more, but the words turned into a long sigh.

"Alright, stop worrying about it. I bet you're not the only one who got caught up in this surprise, and you're definitely not the worst off," Van Helsing comforted him.

As Van Helsing said, this continuous change along the timeline brings even greater "surprises" to others.

For example, in Dracula's Plan B, the time of Harry Potter's birth is a very important marker, but not the only one.

Just like the moment Voldemort was resurrected in front of everyone, if you want to turn Harry Potter into a special "anchor point," besides his birth, you can also manipulate many other important moments, but none of them are as effective as the moment of his birth.

The first time Harry Potter met Hagrid was also his first encounter with the wizarding world. A hidden Death Eater, enhanced by Dracula, attacked Hagrid directly, easily knocking him unconscious.

As they prepared to take further action against Harry Potter, Harry Potter suddenly swelled several times his original size, his green skin resembling dragon scales, granting him immense magical resistance.

With the help of his strong muscles, Harry Potter simply hoisted Hagrid onto his shoulder, turned around and ran. His two long legs moved with high frequency and long strides, and with his agile turning ability, he quickly left the Death Eaters far behind, leaving them unable to see his taillights.

In the original timeline, during the Triwizard Tournament, Voldemort successfully resurrected using Harry Potter's blood. He then grabbed Harry Potter by the neck, lifted him up, and opened his mouth wide, revealing two sharp fangs that gleamed in the sunlight.

Just as he was about to take a bite, Voldemort suddenly felt a sudden increase in weight on his hand, and then his right arm dislocated. The enlarged Harry Potter sat down on the ground with a thud, looking down at Voldemort in front of him. Both of them were a little confused for a moment.

They were simply bewildered, and the onlookers were nearly terrified by the change.

In this situation, Harry Potter grabbed the skinny Voldemort and squeezed his arm and wand so tightly that they almost dug into his body, making it impossible for him to cast spells or even move.

Suddenly, Hulk's voice echoed in Harry Potter's ears. Harry Potter jolted and instinctively flung Voldemort away.

With a snap, Voldemort smashed five or six large trees in one go, then hung on the branch of another tree like a broken doll.

Its spine was broken, and shattered ribs pierced its lungs and protruded from its chest. Its limbs were all different shapes, and under the influence of gravity, it floated back and forth in the air in a bizarre manner.

There are many similar cases. All the attacks arranged by Dracula failed, not because he didn't want to use overwhelming force, but because he was indeed capable of doing so.

Even with his triangular bloodline, Harry Potter, in a state of extreme rage, is at most a mid-level professional, and in front of Dracula, he's still just a tiny insect that can be easily killed.

Leona, who can travel through timelines, will not allow such a thing to happen. If a character with an energy reaction exceeding that of Voldemort or Dumbledore in the original timeline appears at a certain point in time, Leona will arrive immediately and then use intense sunlight to directly turn him into a gaseous state, thus purifying him.

In short, those who are stronger can't escape Leona's detection, and those who are weaker can't defeat Harry Potter. In particular, wizards are much weaker when they face Harry Potter at close range. Anyway, Dracula's idea of ​​turning Harry Potter, a person with a huge reputation, into a vampire, just like Leona, to create an anchor point has been completely shattered.

On Earth, Merlin and Artoria exchanged a glance and breathed a sigh of relief. Taking Leona there was the most correct decision they could have made. Without her, the current stable situation would have been impossible.

"We've put enough pressure on Mephisto, but Dracula doesn't seem to be feeling anything." Artoria was a little annoyed; the situation was still somewhat passive, but she couldn't ask the Holy Lord to do anything more.

The eight demons, including the Holy Lord, were almost driven mad by the beating. They often relied on the reverse Bagua formation and Ximu's speed to escape everywhere. If it weren't for the other forces raising their flags and taking action after they made such a dauntless move as holding back Mephisto, thus diverting some of Mephisto's attention, they would have had to retreat immediately.

“Indeed, a reciprocal countermeasure is still necessary.” Merlin thought for a few seconds, as if he had thought of something, “I think I know who can exert this pressure.”

In the Clock Tower, in the Hextech Dean's office, Heimerdinger looked at Merlin, who had suddenly appeared like a ghost, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

“I know what you want to do, yes, that’s right, but where will you get the manpower?” Heimerdinger asked.

"The Dark Elves have been quiet since their last disturbance. They're probably plotting something. We can't just move any of the professionals on the border. The energy level on Earth has only just started to rise, and we haven't even produced a single genuine, native apprentice professional yet. We can't put all the pressure on Master Kennen."

"Only a few of them went there. How many people are there in that world? Even ants can kill an elephant."

That's right, Merlin's idea of ​​a commensurate countermeasure refers to the Naruto world, which has been severely infiltrated by Dracula using the power of the Hell Dimension. The results of the last Plague Department's examination almost scared the Kennen clone who was still there to death.

All 100 people sampled tested positive, and only a few had mild symptoms, making the situation even more alarming than that of the wizards at the Ministry of Magic.

"Who said there's no one here?" Merlin suddenly smiled mysteriously and pulled out a stack of personnel files from his pocket.

Chapter 360 A hastily assembled support force

The first photo on the document Merlin showed was of Victor, along with a list of his various inventions and honors.

"No, don't even think about it. I only have a few researchers on hand who can be mobilized. He must stay on Earth, otherwise if some systems malfunction, we won't even be able to find someone to fix them immediately." Heimerdinger decisively rejected Merlin's first choice.

Victor's software technology is among the best in all Hextech branches on Earth. Perhaps Tony Stark can rival him in artificial intelligence, but in other areas, Tony is still lacking. They are both geniuses, and it's not so easy to catch up.

Merlin didn't care about Heimerdinger's refusal. The first person was just a token gesture anyway. He removed the first document and showed Jess's information below. In terms of external operations, Jess could play a stronger role than Viktor in the early stages of establishing a stable position.

"No, still no. You don't need to say anything more. Show the next person." Heimerdinger's big head pushed Merlin aside, then flipped open the next file. As expected, it was Tony Stark.

"Are you trying to drain all the people I have under my control?" Heimerdinger slammed his hand on the table, then used that hand to prop himself up and stared at Merlin.

"Gawain and Lanlost are ready over with Artoria," Merlin said. He wasn't there to take advantage of her; he just needed help because everyone was short-handed.

Heimerdinger paused for a moment, then said, "You should contact him yourself, but he must participate in the operation as a technician."

Merlin smiled. Of course, in terms of individual combat ability alone, why bother adding Tony to the personnel options?

"Furthermore, you must respect his own wishes; you cannot force him to join, you cannot use your power to coerce him, and you cannot forcibly issue tasks..."

“I understand, I understand, I will discuss it with him.” Merlin interrupted Heimerdinger. This time, he wanted to mobilize not only Heimerdinger’s subordinates, but also many other people from other groups. He really didn’t have the face to forcibly conscript them.

While the two were discussing, on Earth, one professional after another received Merlin's invitation.

In the Middle East, Ethan walked through a field, with stalks of wheat hanging down and plump grains of wheat arranged around him. This was a special grain crop provided as aid from China.

The taste of this crop is so-so, but filling your stomach is the most important thing. Before you're full, all talk about taste is nonsense.

"Teacher, teacher, there's your phone number. It's from the People's Federation." Ethan's apprentice ran over quickly.

"Understood. You continue to work in the fields with the experts. This experimental field cannot have any problems," Ethan instructed after taking the phone.

"Hello, this is Ethan. How can I help you?"

"This is Artoria. There's something I need to discuss with you."

"Artoria? Lady Arthur, what is it you wish to speak to?"

When Ivan Vanko returned from training, he found his coach, Kim Bradley, standing ramrod straight, speaking respectfully into the phone.

"Teacher Jin, what's up? Who called?" Ivan Vanko asked after the call ended.

“We owe Master Merlin a huge favor, and he’s in dire need of manpower right now. Should we go or should I go?” Jin asked. The schools in the Russian region only have him and Ivan Vanko as the main teachers, so it’s impossible for them to go at the same time.

“I’ll go. The basics of the new alchemy have been taught, and now it’s time for the students to work on their physical foundations.” Ivan Vanko accepted the task without hesitation. One reason was his words, and another was that Ivan Vanko didn’t want Jin to take any more risks.

Jin is not young anymore. Although his hidden injuries have healed considerably, they still have an impact.

In South Africa, Natasha has just finished a mission to clean up a rampant cult that fabricated a nonsensical sun god. Currently, anything involving the sun is a major concern for the UN.

Anyone who tries to influence the Three-Legged Golden Crow or the Goddess of Dawn with random, unorthodox faith will be met with a severe crackdown.

“Master Valera? What’s the matter?” Natasha’s wrist lit up and a message popped up.

Valera: "Natasha, how did the mission go?"

Natasha: "It went very smoothly."

Valera: "Don't forget, an assassin's first priority is never to underestimate any enemy; even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit..."

Natasha: "Master, you are not suited to such a blunt approach. Just tell me what you need."