Marvel's I am the Primordial Beast

Forbidden forest

The residence of magical creatures is also the last natural place in the British island country that has not been disturbed too much by wizards, and it has the greatest natural atmosphere of magical creatures.

Many magical creatures live here, from the lowest paramecia, to the highest dragons and other powerful magical creatures.

The number of unicorns in the Forbidden Forest is not small. They live in groups, and occasionally they move alone.

Some time ago, an unknown creature in the Forbidden Forest attacked a certain group of unicorns, and this matter has spread in the Forbidden Forest.

The centaur tribes living in the Forbidden Forest, they more or less have the ability of prophecy, knowing that the evil is approaching, they have formed a stronger patrol team to patrol their territory and protect the safety of their tribe.

Da da da

Da da da

Da da da

The sound of horseshoes traveled far in the silent Forbidden Forest. Voldemort controlled Quirrell to carefully drive these creatures. In Voldemort's eyes, these centaurs were animals that did not know the times.They are strong and stubborn, even if they were to recruit them in their heyday, they would only respond with bows and arrows.

Nasty things~!

Quirrell felt that his master was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to speak too much.After confirming that the team of ten or so centaurs left, according to Voldemort's guidance, they continued to drift towards a gathering place of unicorns that had been investigated deep in the Forbidden Forest.

Quirrell's movements are like a poisonous snake crawling on the ground, and the pitch-black cloak is a natural protective color in the dark Forbidden Forest where there is no moonlight.

The black cloak can cover the eyes, but it can't cover the talents of some magical creatures. Some magical creatures with strong perception silently avoid Voldemort's advancing route.They didn't make any sound, and they didn't warn anyone.The law of survival in the Forbidden Forest is to protect yourself first, and then talk about others.

The survival rules of creatures are so simple.

The social structure of human beings is complicated, and most of them suffer silently when they are not hurt by the book. Once they are threatened by their lives, the power that erupts is no worse than that of the most ferocious beasts. Humans also evolved from basic creatures. .Standing at the top of the food chain naturally has his special power.

Dying is not dead, Que is shrouded in the shadow of death at the moment of declining Voldemort, Quirrell is threatened by Voldemort and feels death all the time.The two of them didn't know that fate was so just and fair, that for those destined to die, their lives would be so ingeniously joined together.

Near

Closer

Voldemort and Quirrell have already felt the natural hatred of the unicorn's stored light power towards them, dark creatures.

"Chilo"

"Great Master"

"I feel those weak forces, they are our goal today, find the weakest of their group, divide them, kill them," Voldemort's voice was as cold as the cold wind blowing from the North Pole.

"As ordered. Great Master"

At this time, Quirrell has been confused by Voldemort's dark magic power. The real Quirrell has already died. At this time, Quirrell is already a puppet, a poor worm with a corrupted soul.

Lo and behold, he approached the group of unicorns, and pointed the wand in his hand at the group of unicorns that had already sensed the approach of death.

"Awada eats a big melon"

A green death curse spewed out from Quirrell's wand, and the unicorns were threatened by death, and the unicorns scattered away in fright.

This is the instinct of the biological group. When attacked, there will be two reactions. The first is to gather into a group and cling to each other to protect each other.

The second rule is that in the face of powerful enemies, the group scatter in all directions, using the smallest sacrifice to obtain the survival of other group members.

The snow-white unicorn quickly disappeared in place. Quirrell aimed at the one closest to him, crawled on the ground, and followed it like a snake.

"Awada..."

The green death magic is constantly attacking a strong male unicorn. The unicorn has a lot of wisdom, and it can clearly perceive Quirrell and his possessed Voldemort.

I am not the opponent of these two evil humans, I can only try my best to buy more time for my group.

Running from the familiar territory of his tribe to an unfamiliar place, the unicorn not only has to face Voldemort's pursuit, but also needs to deal with some ferocious predators on the road.In the old days these vicious predators wouldn't bother with a strong male unicorn, but not now.

Unicorn meat, they want a piece of it.

The ferocious little eyes stared at the running unicorn, and suddenly, a big green light flashed by.

The breath of death strikes

Seeing Quirrell lying on the ground, they knew why the unicorn ran.Such a dark magic power can't be offended, can't be offended.

The chase lasted until midnight, and Quirrell was unsuccessful in killing him, but he was injured.

My magic power bottomed out, and Quirrell crouched on the huge tree trunk like a rotten piece of wood. "Hoo, hoo, great master, my magic power has bottomed out."

Voldemort, who knew that Quirrell's ability was limited, was cursing in his heart, but he scolded, "Got it, trash, put some magical traps that the devil can track, and return to Hogwarts before dawn to prevent being caught by that nasty Dumbledore." Lido found out."

"Yes, great master" Quirrell who was not whipped by Voldemort was very happy.Plant some magic traps around the unicorn, and as long as the opponent touches itself, you can detect the opponent's position.After finishing these, Quirrell continued to march towards Hogwarts like a lying tiger, turning into a cloud of black smoke.

What Quirrell didn't know was that after he left, Garfield's figure appeared on the tree branch.Looking at these magical traps, a disdainful expression appeared on his face, "Qiluo's level is really not good, and I don't know that little Tom is interested in him. If I would rather continue to wait than attach myself to this kind of waste ...."

After chattering for a while, Quirrell was like a broken shoe that no one wanted in Garfield's mouth, ignoring the so-called detection magic, Garfield flashed from one branch to another.

Looking down at the male unicorn panting and licking his wound vigorously, Garfield squinted his eyes.

Originally, I didn't intend to come to see Voldemort and Quirrell's performance in the Forbidden Forest. I thought it would be better to come and watch when I was free. Besides, a unicorn is also a life, and it is not worth it for a dying person.

Quirrell and Voldemort drank unicorn blood once, and they were cursed by fate.This one, do you want to throw it in your own shop, or sell it as a rare creature?

But, these guys don't like men approaching, and they must be pure girls.

Do you want it or not...

To be continued