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Chapter 1121: The Power of Destruction
🕑 Added 2024-05-21 14:00:07 +0000 UTCAfter hearing the sound of cracking, Evan looked around and found that he was in a strange state.
In other words, he was getting farther and farther away from his body...
This description was strange, but he did see himself floating out of his body before his eyes.
The soul left the body and floated in the air.
Without the restraints of his body, Evan felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation, as if he was squeezing out of a very narrow rubber tube like an Apparition and entering a large, boundless pool.
Gravity lost its effect, and the surroundings were filled with magic power, lifting him up.
Under the influence of this indescribable buoyancy, he floated in the air, a foot away from his body.
In this state, he could hear many faint sounds that he could not normally hear.
It was the sound of magic power running and colliding. It was very subtle but very clear. These could not be heard under normal conditions.
At the same time, the scene he saw in front of him also became different.
Everything seemed to have lost its entity and was instead composed of different colors of magical light.
The tiny magic particles in the air formed a silver band of light, hundreds of feet wide, just like the Milky Way on a summer night.
They converged towards Slytherin's statue and Evan’s position, flowing continuously.
Countless magic powers had no interruption, no pause, and no end.
When instances of magic collided with each other, an electric sound was emitted.
Brilliant golden and silver brilliance flashed out, spread out like fireworks, and then quickly dissipated.
The soul-stirring beauty contained equally astonishing and huge energy.
Evan lowered his head and saw that his body standing on the altar was also glowing bright white. It was a sign filled with countless magic powers. The light was pure and even a little dazzling. Among the white light pillars, a dark blue line was particularly obvious. That was the color of his original magic.
Apart from Evan’s body filled with magic, Dumbledore's body emitted the strongest light, dazzling golden.
Beside him, Caresius’s body glowed blood red, but it was much darker and not as dense as Dumbledore's.
Similarly red, Elaine's color was even dimmer than Caresius’s, with scattered crimson dots and uneven distribution.
Hermione's magic was light blue, much stronger than Elaine’s, but far weaker than Dumbledore’s and Caresius’s.
Among all the people present, the weakest one was Riddle, with only a faint hint of silver-green.
It could be seen that there was still a beam of light connecting him to Dumbledore.
Just when Evan was about to take a closer look, the green, snake-like emblem of the Slytherin family suddenly entered his body.
This seemed to be a signal, countless magic powers poured in crazily, and Evan saw that he was getting closer and closer to Slytherin's shadow.
In an instant, he became one with it.
For a moment, he thought he was Slytherin, and this was the will he left behind.
But Evan still had his own thoughts, and he didn't hear Slytherin talking to him either.
He could distinctly feel the shadow merged into his body becoming a part of him, countless microscopic magical particles attaching themselves, with the Slytherin family emblem as the core. He was being shaped by magic into a new body.
Evan grew bigger and bigger, and in a breath, he was as tall as the statue.
He looked down at his body, Riddle beside him, and Dumbledore, Caresius, Hermione and Elaine below the altar.
The next second, Evan started to move, his new body moving under the drive of magic.
He moved forward, and the scene before him quickly receded.
In the state of light and shadow, Evan entered the corridor filled with evil magic, and rushed to the back room in the blink of an eye. The rocks and walls blocking the road did not pose any obstacles to him, as if they did not exist, and he passed through easily.
He came to the body of the terrifying evil god and looked at the ugly, constantly writhing monster in the abyss.
His body had now become very large, increasingly hideous and terrifying.
The power of the seal had minimal impact on him. A white barrier appeared looming above him, but it could no longer clearly restrict the evil god. It was like a thin plastic sheet that could be torn through at any moment.
The seal that had been operating for a thousand years under the careful care of vampires would eventually complete its mission and come to an end.
The evil god in the abyss would give it the final blow and break free from its bonds and shackles.
But he did not act. When he noticed Evan's arrival, the evil god that was shaking violently stopped. All heads looked at Evan, and the strange voice that reached into the soul sounded again. He was talking to Evan, and Evan couldn't understand what he was saying.
It was likely expressing the same resentment and hatred towards Slytherin for sealing him for a thousand years, much like the eyeball monster.
The body, which was a mixture of piles of rotten flesh and the corpses of thousands of magical creatures, spread out in all directions, exposing the part carefully protected at the center. It was a human-shaped creature, and his skin was densely covered with barnacle-like things.
Irregularly sized holes appeared one after another, making one's scalp tingle.
A little further up were brightly colored orange-red hairs, resembling the patterns on a venomous spider's body.
It could be seen that three holes were dug out in this part, forming a triangle, where the brain and eyes had once been.
Supported by a dense white bone-like spine, the newly appeared humanoid creature leaned up and looked at Evan.
It made a strange sound that sounded more like human speech.
Evan didn't bother to discern what he was talking about. Under the control of inexplicable consciousness, his right hand was raised high.
All magic powers obeyed Evan’s command, and he could control them as he wished without using spells.
As his thoughts rose, a small spherical ball of light appeared in the palm of his hand.
This was an energy sphere formed by the compression and concentration of countless magic forces. It carried a heart-stopping power, the power to destroy everything, forming in the palm of Evan's hand.
The energy sphere was getting bigger and bigger, and the magic particles were extremely compressed.
They quickly rotated and collided together, emitting colorful rays of light.
In the blink of an eye, this small energy sphere grew in size and slowly floated in the palm of his hand as if it had no weight.
It looked like a giant bubble that refracted colorful halos under the sunlight.
It seemed harmless to humans and animals, but this energy mass composed of the purest compressed magic power was enough to frighten the evil god below.
Countless terrifying torsos were shaking, and the humanoid creature in the center was also lifted high.
He spoke to Evan in a muffled tone, making strange sounds.
The next second, without any warning, the monster suddenly moved...
