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Chapter 785: Erupting Mount Etna
🕑 Added 2023-05-23 00:54:38 +0000 UTC"Stupid intruders, the power of this Cyclops belongs to us, to Raven's Claw!"
With the snarling roar, Evan and Sirius turned their heads and saw the figure of a Dark wizard outside the stone gate.
More precisely, he could no longer be regarded as a person, but a monster!
There was an ominous purple halo shimmering around his body, a very violent magic, the power of blood and shadow.
His height had increased significantly, far more than ordinary people, and he was about the size of Hagrid. The face and skin were covered with purple patterns, as if bitten by a venomous spider. The original normal body twisted and changed, and it seemed to become somewhat iridescent.
The exquisite robes were torn by bulging muscles, the blood vessels were protruding, and the surface layer was covered with black folds.
Behind him were piles of dead house-elves, their bulging eyes wide open as though unwillingly staring at the monster in front of them, their faces mingled with humble, frightened and resentful expressions. Their souls had been mercilessly drawn out and poured into the monster.
The rest of the Dark wizards murmured and gathered in a circle for an evil ceremony. The expressions on their faces were wild and excited.
They looked at the monster in the circle with excitement, breathing short and fast, excited by their master’s miracle.
This was the so-called gift, the ancient god's blessing believed in by Raven's claw, which could turn a member into a terrible semi-demonized creature.
He dedicated half of his flesh and blood to the ancient god, and the extra space was filled by the shadow energy generated by the annihilation of the souls of the house-elves.
As the ritual progressed, his size became larger and larger, and the irritability of his body became more and more obvious.
Evan could feel the horror of the monster and the magic that was skyrocketing in it.
This was the first time he had seen this kind of Dark magic, which was not impossible in theory, but few people would do it.
This crazy guy was simply seeking his own death by using Dark magic to fill the irritability directly into his body.
When the magic returned to peace, that is, when he died, even his soul would completely disappear.
But before that, he was indeed invincible. The magic of flesh and blood made him almost impossible to defeat. Ordinary magic spells could no longer work on him. Only pure crushing on magic and strength could destroy him.
Few wizards had such strong magic, and they were not necessarily willing to pay such a high price and die together with their opponents.
The wisest way to deal with such a monster was to temporarily retreat, rather than confront it directly.
The Dark wizard of Raven's Claw was really crazy, and would rather give up his soul for the ancient god he believed in.
Even the most heartfelt Death Eater of Voldemort would not have done so.
Inside the rock core, flames were flying, and clumps of burning fire elements were floating in mid-air, the scene in front of them was particularly shocking.
"What are you doing?!" Through the huge stone gate, the newborn monster looked at the sight in horror, and then his eyes fell on Evan and the scabbard in his hand that had pierced the Cyclops's eye, and he growled harshly, "No … stop, this is the power of Raven's Claw!"
Evan ignored him. He knew that the ritual had not yet been completed, and that the terrible monster had no way to come yet.
He had to hurry up and destroy the Cyclops before that.
The next second, Evan increased the magic input, and the scabbard in his hand continued to force down.
The scabbard was almost completely inserted into the Cyclops’s eye, immersed deeply downwards, and the golden blood gushed out ceaselessly.
That was an extremely rude way to absorb. Under Evan, the Cyclops once again uttered an unwilling roar, taking the place where the scabbard was inserted as an outlet, and his huge strength and vitality were venting wildly.
"Stop, stupid intruders, I will kill you, and I will give your souls to the master!" Outside the stone door, the monster roared frantically, "Come on, my strength, the master can see … the master can see."
He no longer had the patience to wait until the end of the ceremony, swinging his arms and slapping the Dark wizard in front of him.
The purple halo around the monster became more pronounced, and he roared into the door and rushed towards Evan.
He was going to tear up the boy; he was going to let him taste the fury of Raven's Claw.
Sirius brandished his wand and sent out several spells, hitting him with accuracy, but none of them worked.
Evan gasped, and then raised his wand and pointed at him.
Boom, boom, boom!!!
With the power above the scabbard, he sent out a series of crimson lightning to hit him, burning inside and outside.
The purple magic had become even more irritable, his head was fully energized, and lightning only left layers of waves on him.
"Funny magic, a weak spell, I will show you the power of my master!" He uttered a painful howl, the expression on his face was distorted, and the magic of his whole body was burning like fire, "Ah, I can’t stand it anymore; my soul and flesh all belong to my master!"
His body swelled around again. He seemed to have lost his reason, and pounced on Evan.
At this moment, the last power in the Cyclops quickly burst out.
A blue magical rune flashed out from the scabbard and floated in the air. This was the seal magic left by Ravenclaw.
In a violent shaking, the Cyclops stood up from the lava, and the magma stirred frantically.
This was a confrontation between monsters. Evan clenched his scabbard tightly with both hands. His whole body was hanging on the Cyclops, swinging like a weightless doll, spinning and flying in the chamber deep in the rock core.
The roar of the Cyclops, the howl of the demonized monster and the huge explosion coming from the magma were mixed together. In this narrow space, countless boulders fell, the underground magma was erupting, and the fire was burning.
Evan knew it was almost over. Although he hadn't absorbed all the power of the Cyclops, it was enough.
The scabbard's absorption speed and bearing capacity had reached the limit, and it was not allowed to continue.
It was not just the terrible monster of Raven's Claw, but the pressure in the core was building up and the volcano was about to erupt.
That was the power of angry nature, stronger than any magic.
Big rocks were falling, the cave was collapsing, if they didn’t leave the place, they would stay here forever.
As the Cyclops shook vigorously, Evan’s wand was pointed at his feet.
With a bang, under the reaction of the curse, his body quickly flew backward, pulling out the scabbard by force.
On the highest platform, Sirius also jumped out and caught Evan in the air.
The two Disapparated, leaving only two crazy monsters howling and roaring in the magma.
The next second, they Apparated in the woods. Not far away, Mount Etna was violently erupting, and a column of smoke rose to the sky.
