Chapter 483: Vacation

"So you can't talk too much nonsense when doing big things! Look at you, talking too much let him slip away? Pretending..." Bai Lang slapped his mouth, and paused when he said this, "I, Shao Bao Bai, am a cultured person, I can't say vulgar words like pretending to be cool, I have to use 'Jinyi Ye Xing' to replace it! Yes, Jinyi Ye Xing! Not saying these words in front of the final BOSS of this world is no different from Jinyi Ye Xing!"

"Catch you next time! Must convince people with virtue!" Bai Lang said sullenly, Voldemort ran away, where did he go? Bai Lang still had a way to track him—through that compass. But Bai Lang didn't think the compass could really catch this guy—although this guy was half-dead now, he was once a top character among black magicians, and ordinary black magic props might not be able to really catch him... also because he was crazy enough.

Bai Lang sighed, looking at the headless giant snake that died beside him, "Not even fighting me, why not use Fiendfyre? I can't break through Fiendfyre for the time being." Bai Lang thought for a while, and tapped the ground with his wand, "Mammy Mammy Red!" A small flame fell on the dead snake, and in the blink of an eye, it swallowed it, turning into a ghostly blue flame. This flame was constantly deforming, as if countless demons could be seen from it.

"Mammy Mammy Red!" Bai Lang swept his wand across, and the flame disappeared directly. "Fiendfyre... very troublesome thing, it's not hard to use after getting used to it." Bai Lang was triumphant, "My spell level seems to be rising?"

Bai Lang left this hick place, he was going to the European continent, where there should be giants driven out of England, and in the north there were trolls—real trolls, the ones in England can only be called degenerate ogres. He sat in his room leisurely drinking tea, the leather bag was hung on Dio's back, and this monster spread its wings and soared in the sky, flying towards the European continent.

Bai Lang used the compass to find Voldemort, and when the needle spun around, he knew he couldn't find that guy. Fortunately, it was not bad when looking for giants and trolls, Bai Lang felt he still needed to look for vampires.

"Scandinavia, Norwegian fjords... giants and trolls occupy this place, this is probably their last place of survival." Bai Lang had come out of the leather bag, standing on the top of the mountain looking at the valley flooded by seawater and fog below. This place is sparsely populated, and the Muggle-Repelling Charm protects this place—not only to protect giants and trolls, but the most important thing is actually to protect Muggles. Whether it is giants or trolls, eating people has always been one of their hobbies.

Even for wizards, these two kinds of monsters are also very dangerous, because of their resistance to spells and the power brought by their huge bodies—it is rumored that there are even giant trolls or powerful giants who have resisted Avada Kedavra. "Legend has it that there are giant kings and ancient dragons..." Bai Lang muttered, and his notebook had collected quite a few ancient "records".

Wizards' records can be said to have no strict format, and their credibility is quite low—just like the historical records of their Muggle counterparts, Europe cannot talk about strict historical records... The dark Middle Ages destroyed too many materials. Muggles do this, and the result is that wizards are the same. They should be said to be purely lazy to record. There are many mistakes and contradictions in the course of History of Magic, and there are even a large number of completely unbelievable rumors.

Even repeated proofreading cannot save all this, so just treat it as a rote memorization course.

Giants are very ugly, Bai Lang has also seen the moving illustrations of giants in books, but after seeing them with his own eyes, he felt that the illustrations and photos might have been P-ed. "This is simply a small potato on a big potato, this eyebrow, nose, etc." Bai Lang looked at the dirty giants in front of him. These monsters standing more than six meters tall were very rough, and they were also covered with tattered animal skins and cloth heads. They were cooking a few deer in a huge pot, and the smell from this pot was very unpleasant.

Bai Lang walked down the cliff, and these giants saw him, laughing wildly one after another, roaring something in an unintelligible language. Bai Lang couldn't understand, but it was highly probable that they were saying "Fresh meat!" So he also casually swirled a stick flower, and his footsteps didn't stop, preparing to kill this group of guys. There is no need to say anything, in his view, this group of idiots probably can't understand. And pretending to be cool in front of this kind of thing? It's more like a fool.

The giants all used big sticks, just pull the branches on the logs. Bai Lang nimbly used the force of this group of giants waving sticks, stepped on the wooden stick and was brought up, looking down from a high position and knocking on the giant's skull—all knocking on the Tianling Gai. The bone staff sank into the giant's potato skull accompanied by a dull hitting sound, "The damage is not enough?" His stick was hindered quite a bit—the giant's skull was not reinforced proportionally, but was directly much thicker than humans of the same volume.

However, what kind of martial arts Bai Lang had, he immediately penetrated the dark energy, penetrated the solid skull, and shook the small brain inside into bean curd. This giant sprayed milky white viscous liquid mixed with red from his nostrils, and then fell to the ground after turning a few circles. Bai Lang landed leisurely, looking at the remaining giants. "It's really smelly, and it seems there is no special desire to kill. These clumsy beasts."

The giants had poor combat skills and slow reactions, and their IQ was very low, with no cooperation at all. Killing such creatures was not fun at all, so Bai Lang directly knocked four giants to death with a stick, and the remaining giants scattered and fled. Bai Lang looked at the corpses of these five giants, "Trophies? Forget it!" He casually cut off the largest giant's head and threw it into the bag, which was considered to have completed his trophy collection.

Next is the troll, this is a monster with three arms, larger than a giant but much thinner, and its face is more ferocious than a giant. This thing will turn into stone in the sun, so you can only look for these monsters at night—they once covered all of Europe and were man-eating monsters in European folklore, specializing in attacking those poor farmers, lifting their roofs and grabbing people inside to eat.

But as time passed, the main troll groups could only shrink to the Scandinavian Peninsula in Northern Europe, and there were sporadic distributions in the Carpathian Mountains. Relying on the compass, Bai Lang found the troll's cave. These terrible monsters hid in the cave during the day. They would dig holes themselves, and Bai Lang was smoked out by the stench as soon as he walked into the cave.

"Voldemort can still control such monsters?" Bai Lang cursed, but the trolls at night were no harder to deal with than giants. Although they were more agile and their strength was not bad, Bai Lang could still easily knock them down. It's just that these monsters are hard to kill—their self-healing ability is quite exaggerated. Even if Bai Lang cuts off their heads, these trolls can grow into two trolls separately—it's just that the size will be different.

And the reproduction of trolls seems to rely on their own detached limbs...

Fortunately, fire and acid can effectively prevent their regeneration speed, and relying on sunlight can truly kill them—UV lamps also work...

Bai Lang had a relatively fulfilling and meaningful vacation. The regret was that Tom, the kid, ran away shamefully, and he didn't find a vampire. But now at least there should be enough fun to watch at Hogwarts. ===== CHAPTER 484 =====