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Chapter 766: Evan the Terrible!
🕑 Added 2023-05-09 08:19:19 +0000 UTCThe filthy goo on the black iron bludgeon was actually from the brains of other creatures.
It included animals in the nearby woods, giants killed by him, and humans...
Few people could match the brute force of giants. They were proficient at wielding huge tree trunk bats or iron clubs in battle, causing extreme damage as if they were walking meat grinders. Obviously, they could just directly grab the enemy, breaking their necks and smashing their skulls, letting the blood splash on their faces, for nothing excited them more.
Evan already knew from the documents gathered for him by Hermione; his best bet was to keep a distance. Using spells to attack from a distance was a wizard's advantage in such a fight.
But the space inside the cave was obviously not enough to allow Evan and Sirius to dodge, and the despicability and insidiousness of Golgomath showed clearly when he chose to start the battle here and now.
He was not as stupid as he looked. He first chose Evan, who was still a child, to take part in the duel, and chose such a narrow space. Although Hagrid suggested going to the platform outside the cave, he did not agree.
Evan did not refute either. This was not only a disadvantage, but also an opportunity.
Giants were highly resistant to magic. They were inherently able to resist various spells. Beating them under these circumstances would shake their perception of the balance between Dumbledore’s allies and Voldemort’s. He had to subdue these savage giants with brute power, and strike fear into their hearts. Otherwise they would never have a chance to form an alliance.
When Golgomath asked for a duel, no one else noticed that a complex magic rune was being drawn under Evan’s feet.
This was his combination of Alchemy, from the Astrology above the Temple of the Moon of the Centaurs' colony and the powerful ancient spell "Silence" in the swamp Temple of Silence. Something that he could now use with the power of the philosopher's stone.
Only Sirius and Madame Maxime seemed to have noticed the raw magical power emitted by him!
They didn't know what Evan was going to do, but they cooperated with him and bought him some time by arguing with the giants.
"Enough!" Golgomath gave a harsh growl, and he asked Herbert to translate, "I am Golgomath, the strongest of the giants, and beside me is my most powerful companion. Here is our territory… our mountains. Only by defeating us can you win the respect of the giants. Otherwise, you have to die… you will all die here!"
Karkus, the Gurg of the giants, was very dissatisfied with Golgomath’s words, but he just flinched and didn't object.
After Golgomath said these words, the giant warrior beside him also roared;they had already picked their targets.
Without giving Evan a chance to respond, Golgomath waved the iron bludgeon and flung over to Sirius.
The heavily armed giant warrior came over to Evan, and his sharp axe shone as it was hit by sunlight. This was a dangerous weapon that would usually not be in the hand of a giant...
He straightened up, roaring defiantly at Evan, trying to intimidate him. Even in the face of a child, he would never be softhearted.
Evan retreated slowly, but not impatient, and kept a proper distance from his opponent. His magic rune had been completed.
Now all that was needed was for the opponent to get into the runes.
The wand in his right hand pointed firmly at the giant, while his left hand opened the locket on his chest, holding the shining Philosopher’s Stone.
Evan retreated to the edge of the rock wall. The shimmer at the tip of his wand was getting stronger. His magic was gathering, and the spell was ready.
Beside him, Sirius and Golgomath had already started fighting, and the wizard chose to face the powerful giant head on.
This seemed to stimulate the giant warrior next to Evan, who could not wait to growl and rush towards Evan.
In front of his massive body, Evan seemed extremely small and frail, and everyone thought that the child would be smashed into a pile of meat.
Hagrid even wanted to intervene and stop him, but Madame Maxime didn’t let him.
A thirteen-year-old wizard, and a powerful adult giant, the strength of the two sides was in sharp contrast...
But what most expected did not happen. The next second, a wall of fire rose between Evan and the giant.
The flames enveloped the giant instantly, and he made a terrible cry of pain.
In the smell of scorched earth, the armor he was proud of was melting rapidly, turning into shackles to restrict him.
The giant's ferocity and pride made him endure the pain and continue to rush to Evan through the fire.
He kept telling himself that he was close to the human wizard… only two steps away...
But the two steps seemed to grow into an unending distance that he could never cross.
Evan raised his wand high, with a trace of indifference in his shining eyes, fully absorbing the power of the Philosopher's Stone.
The warm magical power poured into his body, and then raged and spread, and the entire cave space was under Evan’s control.
At this moment, he was mighty above all, and the huge giant was just a trivial ant.
When the giant entered the magical runes drawn before, Evan waved his wand and a red magical light flew toward him.
The giant stopped. He felt the power of death and destruction from the subtle red light.
He wanted to get out of the way, but his body was too big a target, and he couldn't move. His soul was shivering, and he could no longer control his body.
Everyone held their breath, and even Sirius and Golgomath, who were dueling, stopped. They all looked at Evan and the giant more than thirty feet tall in front of him, watching the red light moving forward to hit the giant.
Nothing seemed to have happened at first, but then the power of the Philosopher's Stone immediately burst out.
With the giant warrior as the center, the ground around him was all reduced to tiny fragments, flying upside down before turning into dust.
The giant warrior opened his eyes wide and looked at the thin wizard in front of him. In his eyes, this fragile human boy had completely turned into a god of death. He felt his body was out of his control, his life was coming to an end, and a void formed within his soul, a void that was gradually filled by fear...
He wanted to make a sound, but he only opened his big mouth feebly.
When the dust fell, everyone saw Evan holding his wand standing in place, unscathed, and even his breathing was not disturbed, while the most powerful warrior of the giant tribe collapsed, and his ugly head fell to Evan’s Feet.
He was dead. It was such an unexplained death, caused by a frail human child.
The sharp axe in his hand, which was previously seen as a sign of death, had suddenly dropped, as though it were merely a toy.
"So this is your most powerful companion?" Evan whispered softly, kicking the giant's head gently, turning his head to look at the stunned Karkus, Golgomath and the other giants "Is this the proof you needed?!"
