translating_wizard
patreon
Chapter 794: Entering the Whirlpool
🕑 Added 2023-06-05 18:35:49 +0000 UTCThe ruins of the city on the seafloor, the wandering ghosts, the dark abyss of despair, the coming terrifying monster, the ghost ship emitting green light, and the huge octopus with barbs and long tentacles full of suction cups, these absurd pictures were all intertwined.
"What a terrible place!" Evan sighed. That was the result of changing time.
It stood to reason that he should be lying on a cozy sofa in Gryffindor's Common Room, eating delicious food carefully prepared by house-elves, and discussing the upcoming final exam with Hermione, rather than facing all this in the depths of the rough sea.
Even with the help of Gillyweed, his vision could not penetrate the darkness in the abyss.
With his body taut, Evan quickly approached the ghost ship and took out his wand.
He was not ready to rush forward to stop the evil Dark magic carried out by the Harbinger of Doom. There was little chance of success.
He planned to take a look inside the whirlpool of Charybdis, which was the destination of his trip.
Now, everything coincided, pointing to the mysterious whirlpool. The footsteps of Rowena Ravenclaw, the Temple of Time, and ancient and powerful magic...
All he needed to do was to get out of the damn place as soon as possible, and the only way was through the ghost ship before him.
Evan carefully observed the ghost ship and the big octopus shaking its tentacles beside it. He thought that this ugly creature was the pet of the captain, but it seemed that this was not the case. The sea monster had been detained by magic.
Its body was tied to the ghost ship by several thick chains. It was afraid of the green light from the main body of the ship. It dared not approach. Its withered yellow eyes were shining with greed. It looked murderously at the crew above, including the captain with the face of an octopus.
The wrangles on the ghost ship escalated rapidly, and the crew of the undead seemed no longer able to stand the fear that was coming.
They rallied to attack their captain, but the riot was soon suppressed.
The monster captain was obviously much stronger than the crew. He made a strange noise, grabbed a crew member roughly and threw him out.
The undead streaked over the deck and fell below the sailboat. Without the protection of the green light, the big octopus at the bottom suddenly moved, quickly rolled him up and stuffed him into its maw. The sharp canine teeth crushed him in one bite.
The octopus swayed its tentacles, looking at the deck with endless satisfaction. The crew was afraid, and the monster captain made a terrible laugh.
The next second, he was hit by the blue light flying from the side, and the laughter stopped abruptly.
He stiffened backwards, turned his head in disbelief, and saw a thirteen-year-old human boy. Before he realized what was going on, he was shot and fell from the ghost ship...
As soon as he fell and left the protection of the ghost ship, the tentacles of the big octopus did not hesitate to wrap him up.
The monster captain made a shrill roar, struggling hard, his body changed rapidly, and a powerful Dark magic surged out. But before he could finish the magic, he was stuffed into a bloody abyss full of fangs.
Evan landed quietly over the mast, the end of his wand shining blue.
He looked at the captain below who was being devoured relentlessly by the big octopus. He soon disappeared into the octopus's giant mouth and could no longer be seen.
No matter what Dark power he had gained from the Dark wizard of Raven's Claw, he had no chance to use it!
The remaining fifty undead sailors all raised their heads and looked at Evan dumbfounded, even fearfully, with a rare display of consternation in their dull, empty eyes, as though they had not yet understood what had happened. They were not sure whether they should take action.
The powerful captain was just there, but he’d been so ridiculously defeated in an instant...
He’d been defeated by a human boy, the mortal enemy of all undead creatures, who should not be in this place.
Normally, they should pick up their weapons and attack Evan, but no one moved. All the undead were afraid. They were scared, afraid of being blown away by Evan, swallowed by the huge octopus below and disappearing from this world.
When undead creatures lost their immortality, what were they left with?! They had always been afraid of nothing, but now what courage would they have, facing death?!
"Set sail!" said Evan calmly, looking at the undead below.
Looking at Evan, the crew seemed to understand what he meant.
Maybe it was because of the evil ritual going on not far away … maybe they were awed by the imposing manner of Evan … maybe they were afraid of the magic wand with the blue light in his hand, and maybe ...
In short, an extremely absurd scene appeared!
These natural enemies of the living, the dead of thousands of years, began to obey the orders of a living person.
They were busy according to Evan's will. The chain in front of the hull was tightened, the face of the giant octopus showed pain, and the eight tentacles slowly entwined the sailboat, contracted and stretched, and led it quickly up, out of the undersea city, out of the land of the dead, out of this terrible place.
The current spurted out, and Evan stood upright on the high mast. He stretched out his right hand to maintain balance, watching the huge ruins of the city and the coming monster at the bottom of the sea.
In the blink of an eye, the sight in front of him turned into a chaotic dark blue.
With a loud noise, the ghost ship resurfaced and the waves surged.
Probably because the captain had been eliminated, the thick fog did not appear, and the realm of the dead disappeared.
Under the vast night sky, when all the crew members raised their heads, the human boy on the mast had disappeared...
When Evan reappeared, he was already above a calm sea.
His figure had just appeared, the ocean seemed to have sensed something, and the space began to vibrate.
Like what he had seen in Ravenclaw's memory, there was a crack in the sea beneath Evan’s body, as though a terrible beast had opened its bloody mouth to devour everything in the world. A large amount of sea water rolled down the widening throat.
There was a huge roar, the whole earth and sea were trembling, and a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared.
The waves splashed, torrents surged, and magma-like dark red began to appear in the center of the whirlpool.
That was powerful magic. It spread rapidly in the whirlpool and spun quickly, like a volcano about to erupt.
The next second, Evan’s body fell heavily, straight into the center of the whirlpool...
In the rumbling noise, a golden-red magical barrier appeared around Evan’s body. He could feel the whole world shaking. The sea water kept rolling and crashing beside him, and the powerful magic was surging with great power.
