Charle's words, blurted out, caused the being in the coffin, who had seen countless storms, to fall into silence and shock.
In a daze, he even wondered if he had slept for too long and his hearing was malfunctioning.
Mark himself?
Such a strange phrase.
And judging by Charle's words, he was eyeing this Dragon Blood Sea and Dragon Bone Mountain of his?
Even coveting his coffin?
After a moment of silence, a low laugh echoed through the Dragon Blood Sea.
In an instant, monstrous blood waves surged.
The oppressive feeling, which had slightly subsided due to Charle's "sensibility," suddenly surged, and even just a phantom image was suffocating!
But in the brief moment that the being in the coffin laughed in extreme anger, in Charle's mind, Deep Blue had already deducted the deduction points and was deducing the marking spell at an unimaginable speed.
This kind of rather obscure, difficult, yet rarely used magic was generally used by certain organizations.
For example, the Order of the Phoenix's Phoenix Mark, and the Death Eaters' Dark Mark.
But even with such tightly organized wizarding groups, aside from Voldemort who deliberately researched and developed the Dark Mark branded on the body as a "reward" for the Death Eaters, almost no one continued to delve into this direction.
But at this moment, the knowledge about marking magic in Charle's mind was pouring in at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people.
In an instant, he possessed an understanding of marking magic far surpassing almost all wizards.
Deep Blue's prompt sounded in Charle's mind.
"Initial deduction of marking magic complete."
"Host can cast a unique mark, and enemies within the marked range have a certain chance of being intimidated and falling into panic."
Charle's mind flashed with the scene of the Dark Mark appearing in the original work.
Although this mark also represented Voldemort and the Death Eaters' notorious reputation, which was terrifying in the wizarding world itself, in a sense, every time the Dark Mark appeared, it caused widespread panic, which should also have a similar deterrent effect.
However, this was not the direction Charle wanted.
Besides, this kind of deterrent effect was far inferior to Charle's complete expulsion spell, and it probably wouldn't have any effect on the being in the Dragon Blood Sea.
Even the mark itself might be easily crushed by the opponent's magic power.
Therefore, without any pause, Charle resolutely said in his mind.
"Deduce it in the direction of tracking and positioning."
"Deduce it to the point where I can brand the opponent based on the connection of a phantom image, no matter what kind of being they are, even someone of Dumbledore's level, they won't be able to erase the mark..."
"Deep Blue, three deductions, four deductions, if that's not enough, five deductions, let's do it together!"
Along with Charle's roar in his mind, the deduction points began to burn wildly.
One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand...
One million, two million, three million...
In a moment, a full five million deduction points were consumed!
But in Charle's opinion, it was all worth it.
If he could swallow this Dragon Blood Sea, eat this Dragon Bone Mountain, and even gnaw on that coffin lid, the return would be at least tens of millions of points!
For this, he would never make the same mistake as he did in R'lyeh, and he must firmly hold the positioning authority in his own hands.
Even if he didn't have the strength to go there temporarily, he couldn't let the other party run away.
When he had enough strength, these long-coveted things would all be his!
In Charle's mind, various kinds of knowledge about marking and branding surged in.
In this obscure field, Charle even dared to say that no one understood marking magic better than him!
Dumbledore and Voldemort would have to step aside!
If Charle was willing, the Dark Mark that Voldemort had to put some effort into branding, Charle could completely mass-produce with a wave of his wand.
Similarly, the Dark Mark that many Death Eaters dreamed of washing away, Charle could easily remove.
He could even change the skull and snake symbol to SpongeBob and Patrick without changing the effect of the Dark Mark, and even Voldemort himself wouldn't be able to change it back!
However, these uses were merely the surface of Charle's current marking magic, not worth mentioning at all.
At this moment, Deep Blue's prompt sounded.
"Marking magic five deductions complete, host has obtained special marking magic - Time-Space Mark."
"This marking magic can be used on any object that has time-space contact with the host, meaning the host can use the mark on them as long as they perceive their existence in time and space."
"Once this marking magic is released, unless affected by higher-level time-space magic, it will inevitably hit, and all protective magic cannot block or delay this marking magic."
"At the same time, once the mark is branded, unless the host actively removes it or some higher-level time-space magic intervenes, the mark cannot be affected or eliminated by any magic."
"In addition, once this mark is branded, the host can Apparate using this mark as a coordinate, and curse magic can also be used on the object of this mark."
Seeing the information displayed by Deep Blue, Charle couldn't help but take a deep breath, suddenly feeling like he had won the lottery.
I have to say, after five deductions, even the originally unpopular and useless marking magic turned decay into wonder, blooming with effects that Charle hadn't expected.
Perhaps this magic wasn't very useful in direct combat, but it was incredibly annoying to opponents.
Once marked, it couldn't be removed, and from then on, Charle could Apparate directly in front of them at any time and deliver a fierce blow.
Even more so, Charle could cast curses from a great distance.
What did they call killing enemies from a thousand miles away!
At this moment, Deep Blue's prompt sounded again.
"Please decide the appearance of the Time-Space Mark, this appearance can be changed at any time."
Charle pondered for a moment.
"I'm a practical person, I won't bother with flashy things like the Phoenix Mark or the Dark Mark. I'm not good at logo design, so I'll just go with the most direct one."
He looked at the sea of blood in the phantom.
"Isn't this place going to be demolished sooner or later?"
"Then from now on, places like this, and R'lyeh and the like, will all use this as the mark."
The next moment, Charle raised his Mithril Wand and chanted the spell for the Time-Space Mark.
Instantly, a fiery red light flew out from the tip of the Mithril Wand, directly entering the phantom in front of Charle.
Within the churning Dragon Blood Sea, a fiery red light appeared.
The being in the coffin couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
"What magic is this?"
"How did it appear here?"
"The one hundred and eight protective spells I set up outside, none of them reacted?!"
The fiery red light rapidly approached his coffin.
The being in the coffin naturally wouldn't just watch this unknown magic fly towards him.
Immediately after, the sea of blood churned, and skeletal dragons flapped their wings and flew up, spewing blood flames.
Some of these skeletal dragons even spewed out the roar of power unique to ancient dragons!
A scene of world-destroying proportions was born in the Dragon Blood Sea.
But no matter how surging the blood flames were, no matter how terrifying the impact of the roar of power was, the fiery red light was completely unaffected.
Even when countless skeletal dragons crawled out and blocked the front of the coffin, the fiery red light seemed to ignore them, passing directly through and imprinting a bright red mark on the coffin with an unstoppable momentum.
[Demolish]!
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