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Chapter 1117: Below the Chasm
🕑 Added 2024-05-20 13:59:19 +0000 UTC"Elaine, are you okay?" Evan hurriedly supported her, and the power of his Patronus became stronger.
"You heard that voice again?"
"No, but I feel very tired, very fatigued, really want to sleep..." said Elaine, swaying.
She leaned on Evan, looking like she could faint at any moment.
"Strange, the Patronus isn’t working."
The light of Evan's Patronus was almost materializing, but Elaine still didn't get better.
Hermione also recited Expecto Patronum twice. Their two Patronuses emitted white light, almost dispelling all the darkness in the room, but Elaine still did not get better and was still in a drowsy state.
"What's wrong, do you have any specific feelings?" Evan asked with concern.
"I'm very tired, I’ve no strength, and even my magic power has stopped," said Elaine, her voice getting weaker. "I really want to sleep, but my mind is very clear. I feel like my body doesn't belong to me, I've lost control over it..."
"Your mind is not affected?"
"No, I seem to be trapped in this body. It's a strange metaphor, but it's true."
"Well, there’s no problem with the spirit and soul, it's a physical issue..." said Evan thoughtfully.
"Evan, have you figured something out?" Hermione asked.
"Just a guess. I’ve seen descriptions of this situation in some books before," said Evan. "Similar magic is very popular in Africa and East Asia. Using special drugs and magic can cut off a person's control of the body; this feeling is just like Petrificus Totalus, losing control and mobility."
"But..."
"I know it's not that kind of magic, Elaine hasn't been cursed. It should be the evil god's blood in her body. It's influencing her, that's why the Patronus isn't working,” said Evan. "The Patronus is mainly to defend against negative emotions and spiritual forces, and cannot cut off this blood connection."
"The evil god is trying to control Elaine?"
“It's possible, but I’d say it's more like a passive weakening," said Evan. "No matter how powerful the vampire is, as long as blood exists, once they get close to the evil god, their power will be reduced and they will lose control over their body."
"But Caresius didn't mention this just now?"
"This kind of suppression may not have much impact on him. The main pressure he endures comes from the attack on the mental level, which is the most deadly attack by the evil god,” said Evan. "But Elaine is different. Her strength is too weak. The same suppression makes her lose control over her body. Moreover, haven't you noticed the magic in the air becoming more restless?"
"No!" Hermione shook her head.
"The power of the evil god is increasing. He’s breaking free from the control of the seal. He’s much stronger than before we came in," said Evan. "You'd better support Elaine back first, I’ll continue to go in to find Dumbledore. By then..."
Before he could finish speaking, there was a loud rumble and the whole space shook violently.
A large rock wall not far behind the three of them fell down, blocking the way they came in from, and countless dust filled the air.
Boom, boom, boom...
This seemed to be a signal. Cracks began to appear on the walls and continued to expand, making a terrible sound.
After a while, the shaking stopped, but the cracks on the walls looked frightening.
"I can't go back now even if I want to," said Hermione worriedly. "What was that shaking just now?"
"It should be something the evil god did. We'd better hurry and meet Dumbledore," said Evan, lifting Elaine onto his back.
Since they couldn't go back, they had no choice but to go forward to find Dumbledore.
With Evan carrying Elaine and Hermione beside him, the two hurried forward.
They paid no attention to the murals on the walls around them, hastily passing by. On the walls, it seemed Slytherin had defeated the evil god, splitting him into three parts and imprisoning them separately in three locations. Each of those three places had its own characteristics...
But many murals behind were destroyed, magically demolished, their original features unrecognizable.
"What's going on? Wait!" Evan and Hermione stopped before they reached the end of the room.
Because of the previous shaking, a huge chasm appeared on the ground ahead, blocking the way.
But what surprised them was not the chasm itself, but the horrific sight they saw below.
As the light from their wands and the silver light of their Patronuses dispersed the darkness, Evan saw something resembling a dried-up, dark purple dragon's head in the darkness below, violently swaying with terrifying momentum. It protruded from the chasm below, shaking violently and constantly colliding with the surrounding walls and ground. Large chunks of debris fell as it did so, and the intense shaking just now seemed to be caused by it breaking through the ground.
Looking down, they could see the colossal figure below the chasm: the body of Herpo the Foul after becoming the evil god.
Just like what Evan had seen in Caresius’s memory, it was a mixture of countless creatures, the worst creation in history.
The strange combination of unknown creatures gave an inexplicable sense of weirdness.
On the dark purple skin, every few feet, there would be a blue or yellow trembling, squirming tumor that seemed to be ready to burst open and explode at any time. There seemed to be something hidden inside, and it couldn't wait to rush out...
His location was directly below this room, and his huge body was twisting in the distance.
Around his body, red magic runes flashed from time to time, that was the seal.
Unlike the eyeball monster Evan had seen before, this guy's attacks were aimless. He didn't concentrate his strength to destroy weak points in the seal. Many times, he just made the terrifying monsters' heads sway in the air without touching anything.
But his body was too huge, with unimaginable strength.
Such aimless and inefficient attacks were enough to destroy everything, and it was only a matter of time before the seal was destroyed.
"Evan, look, Professor Dumbledore is there," said Hermione.
Along the leftmost edge of the huge chasm, through the long darkness, they could see a cluster of silver light.
Dumbledore stood firmly in front of the evil god, and all attacks in his direction were blocked by the seal.
He seemed to be channeling some magic. From time to time, a string of red, blue, and green flashes of light shot out from his wand, quickly flashing past and hitting the evil god's body.
These attacks didn't seem to cause any harm to the evil god, but they made him even more irritable...
