Chapter 163: Conversation with the Dark Magic King (Third Update)

  "Professor Chi Luo, come with me."

  Lin Xiao directly grabbed Chi Luo's arm without warning after the door opened, and the huge force even made Chi Luo hear his own bones making a painful groan.

  Professor Chi's strength is indeed not bad, to say that he was also a professor-level strength before being subdued by Voldemort, his combat power is only half weaker than that of Frye, but this combat power in Lin Xiao's eyes is nothing, one hand can pinch him to death, without using much effort.

  "Come quietly with me!" Lin Xiao threatened in a low voice into Professor Qiluo's ear.

  Just as Chihiro was hesitating about whether or not to resist, a low voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

  "Follow him."

  Professor Chi's pupils suddenly contracted and he also gave up struggling, following Lin Xiao forward.

  "Strange young man, I'd like to see where you think you're taking me?" thought Voldemort, leaning over Professor Quirrell's body.

  About ten minutes later, Lin Xiao brought Professor Chi Luo to Fan Dao Xiang, a place where black sorcerers were said to gather.

  Professor Chi Luo obviously didn't expect Lin Xiao to bring him here, and his heart became even more apprehensive. Although he had the terrifying existence of the Black Magic King on his body, he had just been humiliated not long ago, and his mind was still unsettled. He almost felt tense whenever he saw someone approaching him, let alone in this situation.

  Lin Xiao brought Chi Luo directly to Bokinbok, under Mr. Bokin's terrified gaze, he waved his hand directly.

  "You go out and guard, no one is allowed in without my permission!" Lin Xiao said in a low voice to Mr. Bojin.

  Mr. Bogdan, who had clearly been intimidated by Lin Xiao, didn't dare ask anything and ran out from behind the counter in a small trot, glancing curiously at Professor Qiluo, who had entered with Lin Xiao.

  Seeing Bokhin leave, Lin Xiao led Professor Qiluo inside, until they entered a small single room, where Lin Xiao turned around to look at Professor Qiluo behind him.

  "It's ironic that a great being like the Dark Lord has ended up in this state!" Lin Xiao suddenly spoke out, laughing.

  He had barely spoken when Professor Chihiro was so startled that he immediately pulled out his own wand and aimed it at Lin Xiao.

  "Professor Kiro, your behavior is quite displeasing to me." Lin Xiao gazed at him calmly, and with a slight movement of his hand, the magic wand that had been tightly grasped in Kiro's hand flew into Lin Xiao's.

  "Wands, you wizards seem to be nothing without wands, don't you?" Lin Xiao sneered while playing with the wand in his hand, looking at Chi Luo in front of him.

  At this time, Chi Luo was already frightened and his legs were soft. If it weren't for the last bit of strength supporting him, he would have knelt on the ground by now.

  The person in front of him was too terrifying, he had actually taken away his own magic wand with empty hands, Chi Luo felt that he might be finished.

  "Let me talk to him." A low voice suddenly came from behind Chilo's head.

  As soon as the voice appeared, Chi Luo's originally weak body seemed to suddenly gain a bit of strength. He trembled and raised his hands to untie the scarf on his head. As the scarf was slowly untied, a massive dark aura suddenly emanated from behind his brain.

  "Dark Lord, you finally don't plan on hiding anymore." Lin Xiao smiled as he watched Kilo's movements without stopping him.

  Chi Luo took off the scarf on his head and slowly turned around, with his back facing Lin Xiao.

  At this time, Lin Xiao also saw the human face behind Chi Luo's brain, which was almost twisted together. The face had lost its human appearance and looked ferocious and terrifying.

  "Young man, are you not going to let me see your face?" Voldemort opened his eyes, his black pupils fixed on Lin Xiao, his low voice seeming to be filled with magic.

  Just this voice alone would be enough to scare a large group of witches to death.

  Lin Xiao smiled slightly, reached out and put his hand on his face, slowly removing the mask, and looked up at Voldemort in front of him.

  "It's an honor for me to meet you here." Lin Xiao smiled and said to Fodi.

  Fengdi Mo looked at Lin Xiao's appearance after removing his mask and said in a low voice, "Young Eastern strongman, tell me your purpose."

  When Lin Xiao heard Voldemort's words, he suddenly shook his body and a powerful yuan force burst out of him.

  "I, Lin Xiao, the Young Master of the Eastern Demon Sect, will also be the next Master of the Demon Sect in the future!"

  The powerful aura of the strong man caused Chi Luo's body to involuntarily stumble forward a few steps, if it weren't for Fodi being there, he would have probably fallen to the ground and surrendered to Lin Xiao by now.

  Feeling the mighty and magical power in the air, Fudoumyou's eyes burst out with intense vigor.

  "A strong man from the mysterious Eastern Magic Sect, 'Lin', I don't know what you're looking for me about?" Fudi Mo had already placed extreme importance on Lin Xiao in his heart, whether it was the strength Lin Xiao showed or the mysterious Eastern power of the Magic Sect he mentioned, both were worthy of his respect.

  "This time I came to the UK, I wanted to cooperate with you, Black Magic King. However, your current appearance is a bit disappointing." Lin Xiao also shook his head in sync with his tone, showing a disappointed look.

  At the words, a cold light flashed in Fudi Mo's eyes. If he was still in his prime, he would have probably thrown out an Avada Kedavra by now. With his strength at its peak, Lin Xiao might have actually fallen for it.

  But now, in his current state, let alone Lin Xiao's peak first-class martial artist strength, even just in terms of spiritual power, Lin Xiao is enough to defeat him.

  The Dark Lord is extremely weak now, what he needs is not a strong plunder, but a quiet recovery, waiting for the day when he will rise again.

  "But..."

  Lin Xiao suddenly changed his tone.

  "I also saw the determination of the Dark Lord to make a comeback, and to be honest with you, in this place called England, our demonic sect's power cannot reach here yet. This time I came over is under my father's order to find a cooperative partner, open the door of England, and let my demonic sect enter England!"

  After hearing Lin Xiao's words, Voldemort couldn't help but ponder in his heart.

  Seeing Voldemort's appearance, Lin Xiao secretly laughed to himself a few times, but his mouth continued to say: "However, Dark Lord, you can rest assured that my magic sect is not the kind of force that exploits its partners. I myself am not such a person. At that time, Britain will still be under your rule, and our magic sect only wants a channel for development in Britain. I believe you won't refuse, will you, Dark Lord?"

  A massive force was quietly gathering in Lin Xiao's palm, and Fudi Mo couldn't help but secretly scold Lin Xiao for his shamelessness.

  What's wrong with being unable to refuse?

  Now that you've done this, can you still expect good results?

  It's not easy to find a body to inhabit, and Voldemort doesn't want to miss this opportunity again. Moreover, he has never seen such mysterious and unknown power before. Who knows if his trump card can save his life? If he loses his life, then there will be no chance at all.

  "Hmph! Just wait until I recover to my peak state, and see how arrogant you'll be then!" Voldemort thought resentfully in his heart.

  A man under another's roof must lower his head, even if he was once the Dark Lord.

  If he knew that Lin Xiao would never harm him and didn't even want to see others hurt him, I wonder if he would still choose to compromise.

  Of course, Lin Xiao's strong performance today is also a preparation for the future. If he wants to stop Voldemort's certain actions in the future for his own safety, he must show enough strength to convince him, otherwise, Voldemort will not listen to him.

  To complete the task, Lin Xiao is easy!

  "Respected Eastern strongman 'Lin', I wonder how you'd like to cooperate?" Fudimao gritted his teeth, choosing temporary submission.

  Upon hearing this, Lin Xiao also smiled and withdrew the yuan force that had gathered in his palm. He looked at Fodi Mo and said with a smile: "It's not time yet, wait until one day when your strength as the Black Magic King has recovered to its peak state. At that time, our Demon Sect will naturally send someone to help you conquer the entire UK. If you're willing, we'll even accompany you all the way to conquering the whole of Europe!"

  "Of course, you can contact me at any time during your recovery period. If you need any help, just let me know and I will do my best to help you recover to your former strength."

  Saying so, Lin Xiao directly took out a notebook from his body and handed it over to Fodi.

  "I believe you know how to use this thing better than I do, Black Magic King."

  Professor Quirrell followed Voldemort's instructions and finished this magical notebook.

  "Alright, it seems our cooperation has been agreed upon. So I'll take the lead in congratulating you, Black Magic King, on your early recovery. Now, I think you should let this host body of yours wrap up that scarf."

  Voldemort grunted twice, then ordered Quirrell to pick up the turban on the ground and wrap his head tightly again.

  "Alright, let's go." Lin Xiao walked ahead, with a pleased expression on his face as he went forward. Behind him followed Professor Qiluo, who was drenched in sweat and almost out of breath from the previous conversation between Lin Xiao and Voldemort.

  Is the end of the world coming?

  Is a mysterious force from the East going to invade their Western countries?

  Good heavens! Are the Eastern demons finally going to reveal their ferocious claws?

  Mr. Bojin stood at the entrance of his store, watching Lin Xiao come out from inside, and a smile suddenly squeezed out on his face. He looked around his store, seemingly not finding anything missing, before he finally let out a sigh of relief.

  "Good grief! I thought he was looking for someone to empty out my store, fortunately it wasn't." He thought to himself.