I played the world alone

Chapter 153 The Man Who Came Out of the Coffin
"Magic! This is real magic!"

In front of all the live broadcast rooms, all the people who were watching the live broadcast at the moment, without exception, all exclaimed.

Some people were walking on the street, some people were sitting in the library, and some people were at work or in class. The shocking shouts instantly attracted the attention of the people around them, and they all looked sideways.

But now they have no mood to care about anything else.

They can't wait to put their faces on the screen to see what's going on carefully!

A large number of people flooded into the live broadcast rooms of all the anchors in a short period of time, and the highest number of viewers even exceeded 50 at one point, and it was still soaring rapidly.

And there are all kinds of languages ​​in these comments, and it is impossible to read clearly, but the most common one is: "Is this true or not?"

"This must be a lie! Is it a special effect? ​​The anchor speak quickly!"

"Where is the location? I'm coming too!"

Those anchors were even more excited and incoherent.

Basically everyone present has seen wizard-type movies, but the education they have received all along tells them that those movies are fake, and there is no supernatural ability at all.

However, until now, they discovered that there really are wizards!

"The aristocrats of the empire and the TV station have been deceiving us! We have been deceived all this time!" An anchor shouted on the spot, his face flushed with excitement.

He jumped to the front. If there were no soldiers blocking the front, he would have rushed up.

But he still climbed into the police car, stood on top and raised his arms and shouted.

"Wizards have always existed! We have all been lied to! They took away our power to be wizards!"

"What damn science, I want to learn magic!"

"I can't be a Muggle, I can definitely be a wizard! You guys have ruined my life!"

The rest of the people were also shouting non-stop, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

But at this moment, several soldiers rushed up and knocked down the anchor, shouting impatiently.

"Be honest! You have violated the secrecy law, and everyone present will have to go back with us later!"

"Everyone put down the cameras immediately! No more filming!"

Sweet realized the seriousness of the problem when he saw the two wizards start fighting, and immediately asked his men to block the anchors.

But the live broadcast has already reached here, and it is almost unstoppable.

How could the anchors be willing to lose such a good opportunity to explode? Many people immediately started to scatter and run around, but the camera was still pointed at the two wizards.

The older lady now, after defeating the old man, aimed her wand at the coffin again.

"Open the chain."

she read softly.

In the next second, those chains were all broken automatically, revealing the complete coffin below.

A joyful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she was about to bend down to open the coffin herself.

Suddenly, the coffin, which was not in contact with any external force, moved by itself, causing her to freeze in place.

Then the coffin shook more and more, which made her eyes reveal surprise.

"The ancestor... is coming back!"

She didn't dare to make any unnecessary movements, and immediately bent down respectfully, ready to welcome the return of the ancestor.

The old man on the ground still breathed a sigh of relief. He coughed up blood, tried his best to support his body, and looked up to this side. After seeing the change of the coffin, his eyes finally showed the color of despair.

The seal that had been waiting for more than 100 years finally broke in his hands.

Soon, the sound of the coffin slowly stopped.

Then there was a crisp "click" sound.

The tightly locked coffin slowly opened a gap.

At the same time, wisps of black smoke continued to seep out from the gap, accompanied by an ominous aura like sulfur.

It seems that the demons in the depths of hell are slowly recovering.

At this moment, everyone's movements paused again, and they all looked at the slowly opening coffin in unison, with shock in their eyes.

"What... is there hiding in there?"

In the live broadcast room, nearly a million people around the world are waiting with bated breath, swallowing their saliva and nervously looking forward to the next scene.

"boom."

The coffin was opened suddenly, and a faint black mist rose continuously.

But the noble lady who was almost invincible just now lowered her head respectfully and devoutly, not even daring to look directly at her.

She knew very well that this was the ancestor of wizards more than 100 years ago, and also the terrifying shadow that restricted the entire wizarding world for more than 100 years.

And the return of the opponent must be the grandest welcome ceremony to match his identity!

Although it is impossible to invite enough people to participate due to the limitations of the plan and the confidentiality, it should be enough for these anchors and those netizens from all over the world to witness the resurrection of the ancestor with their own eyes.

The black smoke slowly faded, and a figure slowly emerged in it.

At the same time, a slightly brisk male voice sounded.

"The weather is nice. Seems like a good idea to wake up today."

Under the camera, a handsome man walks briskly out of the coffin.

She has golden short hair and azure blue eyes like expensive sapphires. I don't know if it's because of the candlelight, the deep pupils are full of attractive light.

He wore a black tuxedo with red buttons and a shawl around his shoulders.

As if he wasn't a figure in a coffin freshly dug out of the dirt, but a star in the spotlight descended from a ballroom dance.

Whether it's looks or elegant behavior, people can't help but be fascinated and crazy.

The moment he appeared, everything in the live broadcast room was boiling.

The comment refresh rate is more than three times faster than before!
"This must be a righteous wizard! Sealed by the bad guys!"

"That's right, he's definitely not a bad guy! I support saving him!"

"What's his name? I think he should be nominated for this year's Oscars. The award is the most handsome actor!"

Anyway, they feel that it is only normal for a villain to look as ugly as Voldemort without a nose.

"Rice..."

The old man who was coughing blood looked at the man who had the same appearance as the elders passed on by word of mouth.

Obviously the earliest grandfather had already died of old age, and even he himself had aged like this, but this man still maintained this youthful appearance.

This in itself is an unthinkable of the most powerful magic and miracles!

He felt despair and fear like never before.

"Huh? Does anyone remember my name?"

Rice turned his head and looked at the dying old man.

With a turn of the palm, a magic wand appeared out of thin air.

He walked over slowly, waving his wand slightly, looked at each other, and smiled.

"Your face looks familiar. Who is Anthony?"

(End of this chapter)