[HPxJJK] - Harry Potter and the Supremacy of Cursed Blood

Jörmungund ranked second in the amount of Negative Magical Energy among his Special Grade Cursed Spirits, second only to Morgan. Jörmungund was the greatest and the one he had high hopes for achieving something revolutionary in the Wizarding World.

Making Negative Magical Energy compatible with human bodies, he was created for that purpose.

Five minutes. That was how long he could stay immortal and have infinite magical energy. Jörmungund was Asterion's experiment to see if he could adapt to Negative Magical Energy, the power that could make Cursed Spirits be born and grow stronger.

This energy was a nutrient for any Cursed Spirit, but a deadly poison for any carbon-based living being. If Negative Magical Energy enters the body of a Grade 1 Wizard or Witch, all that remains for him or her is to wait for death while their organs literally melt away.

By making some modifications to his armor, Asterion managed to extend the time he could use Negative Magical Energy without being melted by seconds. But in the end, the experiment still failed: human flesh and Negative Magical Energy couldn't live together.

At the same time, Asterion discovered that it wasn't that human flesh and Negative Magical Energy weren't compatible, but that Negative Magical Energy fed off the human body to strengthen itself. This was something he couldn't do anything about, how in Merlin's name do you remove the predatory instinct from something?

Just so you understand, cats have been domesticated by the human race for 9,000 to 10,000 thousand years. Even so, any cat could hunt like its ancestors, it was so deep in the DNA that the predatory instinct could never disappear from any being. The predatory instinct was what kept humans, animals and plants alive.

Looking at his enemies far from him, Asterion raised his lips in a cold, excited smile. "Don't stand so far away, let's walk hand in hand together-"

Just as Asterion was about to finish, a chill made him stop his sentence and just when he thought he had dodged the attack.

Splesshh!

Blood spurted into the air under Patriarch Black's wide eyes. Asterion's armor and Baskerville's Protection Field were useless in the face of the attack.

Looking at his shoulder, Asterion saw that his entire shoulder had been separated from his body, leaving some internal organs in contact with the air. It was the most serious wound anyone had managed to inflict on him in his entire life as a Wizard. Blood dripped in large quantities from the pieces of his armor.

But under everyone's shocked eyes, the wound that would have killed anyone else, closed in a mere instant, even his armor was completely intact.

"What a monstrous regeneration." Victor muttered with a shocked look, he couldn't help but look at Asterion with a touch of fear. How could there be such a strong monster in the world? Was that really something a Special Grade Wizard could do?

Herpo looked at Asterion and then looked at the gigantic Special Grade Cursed Spirit. "He's using Negative Magical Energy to become immortal... what an incredible idea, but how long can you last in that state?" He spoke with a smile on his face, but inside, he was shocked by Asterion's audacity.

If there was one thing he dared to claim to be first, it was to be the wizard who had studied the most in his life; when you've lived for over two thousand years, you get a title like that. How could he not see that Asterion was using Negative Magical Energy to heal himself, something he theorized that only Cursed Spirits could use!

Herpo's words made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, if Asterion could regenerate like that for a long time, no matter how strong they were, they would get tired after a long time of fighting.

Honestly, as Herpo had said, Asterion really couldn't stay in this state for long, but don't forget that with Infinite Negative Magic Energy, he could summon all of his Special Grade Cursed Spirits!

"I really can't stay in this state forever, but the five of you will die before then." Raising his finger upwards, Asterion muttered words that sent chills through the bodies of everyone present.

"Innate Spell Manipulation - Creation and Manipulation of Cursed Spirits - Maximum Summoning."

Along with the other six Black Suns earlier, another fifteen suns emerged above Asterion like gigantic black spheres. Along with Baskerville in the shadows of the Black patriarch - 20 Special Grade Cursed Spirits!

Within 16 black suns, sixteen ancient beasts roared, excited to come out and cause fear and death to their master's enemies.

The level of Negative Magical Energy was so high in the air that the world took on a dark hue; in this environment, even Muggles might be able to see Cursed Spirits.

Honestly, when 20 Special Grade Cursed Spirits appeared above the Iberian Peninsula, all the wizards in Europe and some in Asia and Africa looked in shock at the colossal amount of Negative Magical Energy.

In the perception of many, the whole of the Iberian Peninsula was covered in a sea of darkness and evil, almost as if the end of the world was happening there.

In England, Rose and Dumbledore, in different corners of the country, looked towards the border of Spain and France with surprised gazes.

Rose looked shocked at the amount of Negative Magical Energy she was feeling and got up from her chair on the Border near the town of Calais.

"20 Cursed Spirits!" Rose muttered to herself with a shocked but equally worried look on her face. What would make Asterion summon so many Special Grade Cursed Spirits? Could his body withstand such pressure?

If she hadn't known that Asterion had Baskerville to protect himself, she would have run to the French Border to help her future husband.

In the Principality of Andorra, in the sky, black pentagrams appeared in Asterion's eyes, his body began to collapse at the absurd amount of Negative Magical Energy in his body, overloading and destroying brain and body, but with his abnormal regeneration during Five Minutes, his body could regenerate faster than it was destroyed.

For the first time in his life, he felt he could use all his power.

His human shell could no longer hold him back in this respect!

At that moment, Asterion looked like a Dark Lord surrounded by dozens of black suns and gigantic Cursed Spirits.

Asterion looked coldly at the purple-clad wizard, the black pentagrams manifested in front of his eyes. The attack that wounded him was delivered by the woman, he had to kill the one who could do the most damage to him.

"Innate Spell Manipulation - Imperfect Destruction of Truth - Destruction of Truth."

From the remnants of Magical Energy in his body, Imperfect Destruction of Truth analyzed the innate technique that had struck him and Asterion couldn't help but be surprised by the results obtained.

The Special Grade woman possessed an Innate Technique related to space, but unlike Rose, who could manipulate Space if she so wished, the woman in front of him couldn't do that. Which was normal, she didn't have the Six Eyes to make the gigantic calculations like Rose.

"Ignore space and hit the target directly. What an excellent Innate Technique... couple it with the amount of Special Grade magical energy, it can support your attacks over great distances." Asterion muttered to himself in a voice tinged with a touch of regret.

Regret, because he was about to kill such a strong woman.

The hairs all over Clarisse's body stood on end as she was stared at by those demonic eyes with pentagrams spinning in those red irises.

Run! Run! Run! Get away!!! Get away!!! Run!!! Run!!! Run!!! Run!!! Run!!!

Her body was desperately screaming at her to run, terror and fear changing her expression drastically.

She was a veteran who had fought between life and death for many years, but here she was, as nervous as a rookie, but faced with imminent death, any fighting experience and past glories were nothing more than the remnants of arrogance.

Without any hesitation she conjured up a wall of water and any other element she could think of at that moment and without any hesitation, she turned and ran!

Money? Inheritance from Nicolas Flamel? In the face of life, they meant nothing!

"Analysis completed."

"Destroy."

In an instant, two extremely destructive rays of red energy shot out of Asterion's eyes. Victor, Herpo and Philip could do nothing but stare at the rays of red light crossing space and heading towards Clarisse.

That was the horror of the Imperfect Destruction of Truth, as long as Asterion could withstand the pressure on his body and brain, he might as well be invincible. Unfortunately for him, he only had five minutes of such invincibility.

Herpo looked at the Innate Technique and couldn't help cursing fate for giving such broken Innate Techniques to human beings.

If Asterion became a Wizard God, he was sure that Innate Technique would become the Authority of Omnipotence and the patriarch of House Black could be called the Omniscient God!

Along with House Black's Innate Technique, he assumed that Asterion could get an Authority involving Creation, and believe me, at that moment, no matter how many trump cards he had to save his life, he couldn't escape death.

As Herpo thought, the barriers erected by Clarisse didn't do the job they were supposed to, they couldn't stop Asterion's attack and went through them all as if they were nothing.

Clarisse, sensing death, showed a determined look and gritted her teeth. Without hesitating any longer, she drew her wand and attacked the red rivers of death coming towards her, even though they had done almost nothing to slow her down.

In the same instant, she dove straight in, tore through space with her own Innate Technique and fled, but before she could disappear completely, the red energy beams hit her!

Only a high-pitched scream sounded before Clarisse disappeared completely, successfully Apparating.

"One down, four to go." Asterion muttered to himself, turning to face Herpo, Philip and Victor.

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Author's thoughts: I presented the concepts of Authority, the stage after the apex after Innate Technique.

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