bookbashuk Chapter 378 The Undead in the Underwater Cave! The Criterion of the Heart: The Blasphemous Extis!
Chapter 378 The Undead in the Underwater Cave! The Criterion of the Heart: The Blasphemous Extis!
Chapter 378 The Undead in the Underwater Cave! The Criterion of the Heart: The Blasphemous Extis!
The Dementors that had been floating in mid-air in a dark mass had all vanished.
"Could it be—they knew I was coming, so they cleared them all out beforehand? Hehe~ They really valued it~"
Percy scratched his head and laughed smugly.
But the further he walked, the more he felt something was wrong.
It's too quiet.
The entire city of Azkaban was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Percy stared at the prisoners' blank stares inside the fence.
A chill ran down my spine.
I couldn't help but quicken my pace.
Not only that.
Sometimes, out of the corner of my eye, the walls on both sides seem to transform into a wall of flesh and blood stuck together.
They opened their terrifying eyes.
But when Percy looked over, the wall looked normal again.
"This place is too eerie..."
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Percy muttered.
Having made up his mind, he would return to the Ministry of Magic as soon as he caught Ethan.
We made our way to the lowest level.
Percy spotted the large hole in the ground and exclaimed in shock, "Merlin! Did Ethan do this? Has he gone mad?!"
He had intended to go find Auror, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.
A thought popped into my mind:
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"If I were to capture Ethan on my own, I would certainly receive a great reward."
Percy stared intently at the dark hole.
It was as if what lay inside wasn't some unknown danger, but rather the path to his advancement.
"If I can make something of myself, my family, those Aurors, my colleagues... they'll all look at me with new respect! They'll regret underestimating me in the first place!"
In Percy's mind.
I imagined myself surrounded by people, expressing my regret.
The expression on her face gradually overlapped with the image of herself in her imagination.
He curled the corners of his mouth into a smirk.
Thinking of this.
Percy took a deep breath and then jumped in without hesitation!
What he didn't realize was...
Another major reason why he can be so "brave" is...
He instinctively believed that Ethan wouldn't attack him.
He's a member of the Weasley family! Ethan's top priority!
At this time.
Percy forgot that he had already severed ties with the Weasleys.
Below the cave entrance.
Tick, tick.
Water droplets dripped from the stalactites above.
Blocked outside Ethan's barrier.
Ethan continued walking down the road for a long time, meandering along the way.
Until the surrounding area became a primitive cave.
Salty seawater seeped in from the outside, condensing on the stone walls to form a layer of damp white frost.
A tall door finally came into view.
"They're probably already deep in the ocean."
Ethan thought to himself, manipulating the ball of light, and looked up at the giant double door.
It is unknown what metal it is made of.
It is bronze in color overall.
Despite the passage of time, there has been no erosion from the seawater on it.
Still as smooth as ever, it is engraved with intricate incantations integrated into the patterns, shimmering with a golden, dark light.
"[Remember this, those who come after...]"
Ethan narrowed his eyes, using his knowledge to translate the ancient incantation word by word: "[Seal... Ahead... lies the deepest path of blasphemy... The remnants of the heart of the Supreme Being... Contaminated... Release...]"
Before he could finish speaking...
Ethan's pupils suddenly contracted!
His entire body was filled with magical energy, and a golden glow was hidden beneath his skin, ready to be unleashed like a sharp sword!
next second.
All that could be seen was the reflection of the metal gate.
Beside Ethan, a deep and withered figure appeared!
His body was as ethereal as a ghost, yet the black aura emanating from it was slowly corroding Ethan's magic.
Her gray hair was loose and swayed in the air.
His face was like a skull, with only one eyeball in his sunken eye socket, staring intently at Ethan.
It was filled with irreconcilable malice and greed.
Look who's here... You're my first visitor in over a hundred years!
【hiss-】
The undead took a deep breath, a look of utter ecstasy on its face.
Under the gaze of Ethan's diamond-blue eyes.
He murmured, enjoying himself and lost in fascination:
Oh...what a fresh and tempting smell! The rich fragrance rising from the skin, the life force exhaled in every breath...!
Ah! Life!
The spirit suddenly raised its voice, raised its hands high, and grieved as if someone had shot it with an arrow.
Ethan: ?
Why did it suddenly start a cutscene?
The spirit of the dead, as if singing an opera, had completely entered a state of selflessness and said in a deep voice:
No matter how powerful or astonishing my strength may be, there are only two formidable enemies I can never defeat...
That is time and death.
Speaking of which...
The spirit stopped talking, quietly opened its eyes, and glanced at Ethan.
It was as if they were waiting for his response.
Ethan:
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Wow, they've even added interactive elements.
To avoid an awkward silence, Ethan thought for a moment and considerately asked, "Do you have a histrionic personality?"
Undead: ?
Ethan pointed at the bewildered undead and said sincerely, "Did you stay in the fortress until you died because nobody loved you?"
"How pitiful. He must have lived a lonely life for hundreds of years to become like this, talking to himself like he's never seen a living person before."
Undead: [...]
If you survive to leave this fortress alive, you'll inherit its name.
Ha, hehe... These young people nowadays, their mouths are like smeared mermaid poop...
The undead's lips twitched, a laugh born of extreme anger.
Then, they stopped performing.
He stared slyly at Ethan and said slowly:
"You're about to advance to the next level of life, aren't you? I can feel the sun-like light within you... Hmm?"
Why does it seem to have a hint of the underworld...?
The undead frowned, a hint of doubt appearing in its eyes.
Never mind, it's not important.
The important thing is that you came.
It suddenly grinned an evil and cruel smile.
It's like a wolf that has been ravenous for hundreds of years encountering a fresh lamb.
Suddenly, it leaped high into the air, spread its arms wide, and roared in a voice as hoarse as a wind tunnel:
[Let me introduce myself! I am the ancient wizard who seeks the truth of the world, the blasphemous Extis!]
Rather than calling me a wizard, I'd prefer you to call me—
[Researcher]
The spirit bowed gracefully, clearly indicating that it had received a good education in its lifetime.
I study life, you uninvited guest, I study why that tiny heart alone can sustain the activities of a living being...
Oh! That ceaseless drumbeat, like a dance following some rules, will end abruptly if you miss a beat.
I study it, my friend; I study how to keep its pulse beating.
Although some ignorant people consider this a blasphemous act.
The dark wizard Extis shrugged, a hint of mockery and anger in his expression.
Ethan listened, offering no comment.
He recalled the description of the dark wizard's cruel experiments on innocent Muggles.
"Blasphemy" probably doesn't refer to the chosen research direction.
Rather, it's about how to complete this research itself.
But the corpses were speaking.
I have no choice but to go along with him.
Ethan did not intend to refute.
Ravenclaw is just that inclusive.
Unfortunately, I died before my experiment was completed...
[I'm just one step away from achieving immortality.]
But now I understand that fate hasn't given up on me yet...
In the midst of conversation.
Extis's remaining eyeball was fixed on Ethan.
With a wave of his arm, he slowly opened his mouth:
[Get up, my precious experimental subjects... Time to work.]
Then.
A damp, fishy smell quickly spread from the cave!
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