: The Mansion Battle Royale Begins!

Chapter 83: The Great Manor Battle Begins! (Seeking first subscriptions on May 6th!)

What... what on earth is going on?!

Why would a first-year Hogwarts wizard be there?!

This was what everyone present was thinking.

"So, we weren't number one after all..."

Noah said blankly.

That short sentence dealt a critical blow to Captain Krum, who was standing next to him.

Krum stared at the figure standing on the third floor, looking down at them.

He clenched his teeth, feeling his face gradually burning.

The more arrogant they were, the more ashamed they are now.

It turned out that the first-year wizard from Hogwarts had arrived at the mansion long before him.

And there is ample time to arrange everything.

No wonder I always felt like this room was targeting me... ::

It turns out that I had been belittling people in front of them all along.

After the challenge ends, go apologize to that little wizard.

Krum thought to himself.

But before that, he must get the key to the door and get a ranking!

He looked at Ethan, his eyes still filled with an unwavering fighting spirit.

Ravenclaw and the Gryffindor team.

Penelope tilted her head back, her mouth agape, the shock she felt was beyond words!

She stared at the dazzling figure bathed in all the lights, her mind blank.

Why was Ethan Vincent there?

Did he really arrive at the mansion all by himself?

Countless questions flooded her mind, making Penelope feel dizzy.

...It was as if the scene of the school's selection competition was playing out before my eyes once again.

At this time.

A whimpering sound, as if someone's throat was being choked, came from beside her.

"Coo, coo...!"

Penelope turned her head and saw that Sean Max on the team looked like he was about to faint.

His eyes were wide open, his face was ashen, and his muscles were taut.

His two rows of teeth clenched tightly, uncontrollably clapping together, making a crunching sound.

I was terrified.

It was as if Ethan's mere presence was enough to show Sean the most terrifying nightmare of his life.

Penelope: "Sean, if you can't handle it, just withdraw. I'm afraid you'll die in front of me—"

Before he could finish speaking...

A wild, piercing scream suddenly erupted!

"Aaaaaah—!!!"

？ ！！

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they almost jumped out of their skin.

He glared angrily at the Hogwarts youth who had suddenly shouted.

Hamburger pulled at his face with both hands, his blood-red eyelids rolled back, almost exposing his entire eyeballs.

It looks very ugly.

He glared at Ethan, spitting as he screamed, "Impossible! How could you possibly have made it to the mansion?! How could that monster, that monster possibly obey you?"

"Hahaha! You're lying to me! This is an illusion, isn't it?!"

Ethan looked down at the athlete jumping up and down and carefully recalled the events.

Tilting his head, he asked sincerely:

"Excuse me. But do I know you?"

Who is this black monkey?

We're really not that close.

The words fell.

As if a pause button had been pressed, Hamburger's voice suddenly stopped, and he stared blankly at Ethan.

Gemma Farley:

She closed her eyes, unable to bear looking at him.

That's too clownish.

He raised his hand and cast a spell on Hamburg, knocking him unconscious.

"thump."

Hamburger's body slumped to the ground, falling into a deep, infant-like sleep.

Gemma kicked it aside with disgust, like a piece of unrecyclable trash.

Penelope, who witnessed the whole thing:

Suddenly I realized that Sean's mental resilience is actually quite good.

"Slap slap."

Ethan clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention back.

He swept his loving and forgiving gaze over them, pressed his hands down, and said:

"I know you're excited. But don't get too excited yet, the real show is just beginning."

Everyone:

I thought I was already in hell, but little did I know that the torment had not yet begun.

In the public eye.

Ethan braced his hands on the railing, leaned over, and said with heartbreaking sorrow to those below:

"I am deeply saddened to see the organizers make the competition so boring."

"How can such a simple competition be worthy of everyone who has trained so hard for so many years?"

The sound echoed through the empty mansion.

A resounding and righteous statement.

Krum turned his head and asked in confusion:

"Is this child an organizer? Is this part of the process?"

"Did Hogwarts pull some insider tricks?"

Krum still didn't believe it:

How did Ethan manage to get to the mansion so quickly on his own?

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There was silence.

The Hogwarts players had blank expressions, their mouths even more difficult to open than a clam shell.

Finally, it was the kind-hearted Ravenclaw senior, Penelope, who reluctantly spoke up:

"I think...::...probably not. This was probably just something the child did himself."

"Otherwise, we're all from Hogwarts, so why is he the only one standing up there?"

Krum bluntly replied, "Because you're too weak."

.

Penelope gave a fake smile.

Brother, there's a reason you're being targeted.

"But don't worry! I've prepared brand new rules and a brand new challenge mode for you all!"

A loud shout startled everyone.

Ethan raised his fist passionately and struck it twice in mid-air as he spoke.

With his black hair flying and his spirits high, he looked like a god descending from heaven!

Instinctively.

Penelope felt a sense of foreboding.

Ethan: "I've decided to host a mansion battle royale game."

He waved his hand, holding it horizontally at his side as if introducing a guest.

next second.

"roar-!!!"

That terrifying three-headed monster leaped out once more!

It instantly filled the third-floor corridor, pressing against the ceiling overhead, and roared irritably.

Compared to it, Ethan looked so small and thin.

But the three-headed dog, restless yet obedient, crouched down beside him.

It didn't pounce; instead, it stared at them hungrily with six orange-yellow eyes like light bulbs.

"I'll give you half an hour to escape Cerberus's pursuit."

"Whoever can remain sober in this mansion to the end will obtain the key to the door—"

"By the way..."

Ethan raised his hand and shook his leather bag.

"All the door keys are with me."

"Of course, if you find the door key I missed, you can naturally teleport away and claim your place and honor."

"besides."

"If you can defeat me and take the leather bag, then you win; I admit I'm not as skilled."

"Any other questions?"

Done.

Ethan patiently waited for a while.

Looking down at the faces on the ground, some blank, some thoughtful, and some full of fighting spirit.

He grinned broadly with immense pleasure.

Ethan opened his arms and slowly announced:

"Then, let the competition begin."

The voice just fell.

Krum pounced like a tiger, heading straight for the stairs!

His eyes blazed with a wild, predatory fighting spirit!

He's going straight for Ethan and taking the key to the door!

Perhaps he couldn't handle that three-headed monster on his own.

But Ethan, Krum is confident he can take him down!

Just then.

The sky and earth turned red.

"Woolen cloth!"

Krum frowned and stopped in pain.

Looking down, I saw red rashes appearing one after another on my arm that had been illuminated by the red light.

I turned my head and looked out the window beside me.

Their gazes met that of an enormous eyeball.

Like the moon descending from the sky, it gazed at them through the glass with its tunnel-like, pitch-black pupils.

[Merged Paintings: Growing Crimson Fruit (from "Broom Rash" and "Door in the Eye")]

[Grade: Blue Rare]

[Description: Pop pop pop, the fruit emerges; pop pop pop, the fruit grows; pop pop pop, the fruit bursts open—this is the short life of a fruit.]

[Effects: Eyeballs enlarge, field of vision turns red, and flesh exposed to the red light (field of vision) will develop red rashes, unbearable pain and itching. Continued exposure can lead to loss of mobility in severe cases.]

[Evaluation: It looks scary, and it is indeed terrifying. However, because it has no curse effect, its rank is not high.]

"I said there are three-headed dogs, but I didn't say there are 'only' three-headed dogs."

Ethan smiled and looked back at Krum on the stairs.

Open your mouth and mouth the words one by one:

Weak, chicken.

Bang it!

Krum felt the veins on his forehead suddenly burst!