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Chapter 754: Betrayal
🕑 Added 2023-05-09 08:09:31 +0000 UTCJust as Evan became an owl, a mysterious force of nature was released from the shaman totem, quickly passing through the dark castle.
The owl ghosts wandering in the castle were stunned to find that the power that had been confining them had disappeared.
Their bodies were changing rapidly, returning to their former shapes...
The ghosts regained their senses, shouted cheerfully, and celebrated in the broken corridor covered by the cobwebs.
If someone was to come at that moment, they would be frightened; the castle turned into a world of ghosts!
Deep underground, in the wicked room full of corpses where Sirius and Hélène had been fighting, the chains suddenly stopped flailing around and fell to the ground. The skeleton was shaking violently, making a shrill scream that vaguely sounded like a laugh.
"What's going on? What's going on?" Hélène gasped, leaning weakly against Sirius.
Her physical strength had been exhausted, and the battle was getting increasingly dangerous. She and Sirius worked together to barely resist so far.
"I don't know!" Sirius shook his head and held his wand tightly.
He looked at the two monsters that had suddenly become ecstatic in front of him and did not know what was going on.
Then immediately, he thought of Evan. It must be him… He must have done something to make them like this.
But the next words on the opposite side made Sirius's heart that had just been lifted sink again.
"Did you feel it? That damn power is gone. There is nothing to imprison us!" The skeleton shouted madly, "Darling, you will soon be back in this world, even stronger than ever before."
"It must be the young wizard. He destroyed that tramp’s magic like I told him. He spilled the blood of the demon on the totem… I knew he would succeed," said Ariane excitedly, quickly moving forward, leaning to his side in the mirror, licking her lips with her long tongue and panting hard. "Ah, ah, I have waited for this day for more than 500 years, and I'm finally going to be free!"
"Yes, absorb those damn souls in the castle. You will become very powerful, we will ..."
"Shut up, you filthy ugly monster, I have endured you for a long enough!" said Ariane sharply, glaring at the skeleton next to the mirror with hatred in her eyes, "It is because of you that I became a devil; it is because of you that I killed my parents, brothers and sisters, relatives and friends with my own hands… It is because of you that I have been trapped in this damn mirror for 500 years!"
"Honey, my dear Ariane, what are you talking about..." The skeleton’s crazy laughter abruptly came to a halt, and he couldn't believe what the woman in the mirror was saying, "I am your man, your closest lover."
"You are but a fool with no power now, and the magic you left on me has long since disappeared!" said Ariane spookily, "for so many years, I pretended to follow your orders, just to paralyze you, to build up strength, waiting for today. Hahaha, in the process of transforming the descendants of my family and those adventurers, you thought I would do nothing?! "
"You… you..."
"Those who raise demons always end up being devoured by them..." Ariane licked her lips and continued, "It was inevitable; it was decided the moment you gave me to the devil five hundred years ago. My beloved, only by eating your soul can I become as strong as I could be… PERFECT! Then, no one could ever control me again. By then, I will leave this cursed castle and start a new life on my own."
"Ariane… you can't… you can't do that to me… you've gone mad… YOU DEVIL!"
"Haha, that, I am!"
"NOOOOO!" The skeleton screamed aloud, with its bones making eerily loud clicks and clacks as they shook vigorously and collided with the wall.
Then, it quickly turned its head to look at Sirius and Hélène, and said in a hurry, "Living, destroy this mirror and attack it with your strongest magic! Hurry up and destroy it, otherwise you two will also die, she won't let you go, she ..."
Red swirls appeared on the huge mirror, slowly rotating, getting faster and faster, turning in a vortex.
Sirius saw a man's soul being sucked out of the skeleton.
Before he could react to what was going on, he saw more and more souls passing through the upper wall and being sucked into the mirror.
They mourned, trying to escape or stop it all, but to no avail.
Soon the entire room was filled with all kinds of souls; a tornado of souls, rooting in the mirror and reaching the ceiling of the cave.
Sirius and Hélène stood on the pile of bones, looking pale, watching this shocking scene.
A few minutes later, a translucent little owl landed on Sirius's shoulder and winked at him.
"Evan..." muttered Sirius. Looking into his eyes, he instantly recognized that this was his trusty companion.
He didn't know what was going on. Why did Evan turn into a ghostly owl?!!
The little owl flapped its wings and rushed straight to the mirror at the end of the room as fast as he could.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the mirror with other wailing souls.
"NOOOOO!" Sirius shouted loudly, and hurried over with Hélène.
But all the souls had been sucked into the mirror, and the strange red light reappeared on its surface, as though nothing had happened.
Evan, Ariane, the skeleton, and the ghosts all disappeared.
In this evil room, only corpses and bones were left to tell the tale of evil beyond belief...
Along with Shukrya, Evan had smoothly gone through the mirror.
Inside was a chaotic world, where all was engulfed in some kind of depressingly gray fog.
They stayed in midair and saw the ghosts quickly absorbed into a red devil’s altar below.
The complex magical runes were shining, and a woman's figure stood beside the altar, ecstatic.
She was Ariane, Ariane in her Devil Form!
Evan saw her eyes, blood-red, shining brightly without pupils. The black horns on her head, iconically diabolical, were slowly growing, getting thicker, longer and bigger...
Her power was increasing as it devoured the power of the souls sucked into the devil’s altar.
In front of her, a handsome-looking wizard was kneeling down, constantly uttering words of despair...
