Chapter 466: Imprisoned Beast

In fact, everyone was more in awe of what was about to happen.

After all, the power of the battle could not be ignored. Even though millions of years had passed and the power had been completely wiped out, the remaining power could not be underestimated.

In fact, except for Fan Lin, no one else was too nervous.

The distance was not far. It took only about two minutes for several people to reach the door of the temple.

The black swallowed up all the light, and Fan Lin still felt uneasy.

"Let's go in." The priest said, and the blazing light on the staff illuminated the priest's face in a golden color.

This seemed to give Fan Lin some confidence.

The hall was empty, and under the light, one symbol after another gathered into strange patterns.

Perhaps, these patterns could still emit strange power thousands of years ago, but now, they have lost their magic power, and Fan Lin could only feel a little bit of power flashing in these patterns.

"There's nothing here?" Sirius said, and his wand burst into a bright light, and the entire temple hall lit up instantly.

Except for the entrance where they were standing, there were only a few stone pillars with braziers inlaid in the hall except for a throne.

"It's really hell, these braziers can't be lit, my flame can't get in at all." Sirius said, he controlled the flame of the wand to fall into the brazier, but the brazier was not lit, the red flame just struggled twice and then went out naturally.

These stone pillars were neatly arranged in two sections, but there was still some distance from the wall.

Fanlin thought of Slytherin's secret room, and he observed the arrangement of the stone pillars.

He knew that those spells each had some strange arrangement rules.

"Dante sequence." Dumbledore said, "from the Divine Comedy, the sequence of stabilizing hell."

"This is no different from the means of wizards." Fanlin said, this seemed to be back to what wizards are best at.

"Gods are just people, just like us, they are the life of this world, but their power breaks the rules, so they become powerful. In the final analysis, they are just some wizards who are far more powerful than us."

Fan Lin looked at the priest in surprise. As the highest person in the priesthood, these words should not come from the mouth of the priest.

"We should remain rational about the truth of the world." The priest said, "Of course, faith is a must, only faith can drive wizards forward."

"My old friend, maybe the old guy the Pope will like you, but not as much as you imagine."

"Of course, because our beliefs are different." The priest said, he smashed the staff heavily to the ground, and the crisp sound shocked people.

A circle of platinum halo spread from the tip of the staff. At the moment of contact, the brazier that Sirius could not light was burning in an instant, and the height of the flame seemed to engulf the stone pillar.

It seems that the power of the priest cannot be well controlled. It can be said that the power obtained is too huge. The divinity of an entire arm, the power of the priest itself, plus the blessing of everyone, the power of the priest is now greater than Dumbledore.

However, the vibration did not stop.

A section of the staff sank deeply into the ground, and the golden power continued to fill the magic pattern on the ground.

The power continued to spread, and soon, the whole hall was covered with golden magic patterns.

It was like something extraordinary was set off.

A strong vibration came from the feet of everyone, and there was a faint roar that shook people's hearts.

It seemed to be in pain.

It is not dead yet, and even the body is still alive.

This is not good news. The part of the body that Fan Lin encountered has been completely assimilated by the stone body. This is not a level of threat.

"You should have heard it all." The priest said, "I think this is our goal, the monster that has lived since the beginning of the battle of the gods."

"What on earth is this thing?" Sirius said, "How did they survive in this ghost place for so long..."

"Energy, I think part of the energy of this space is still absorbed by this thing." Fan Lin said. "Can this place be opened? I can feel that thing is below."

"Of course." The priest said, "Isn't this the purpose of our coming?"

As he spoke, the vibration of the ground began to become stronger and stronger, and the terrifying sound became clearer and clearer.

This is not a good thing. It seems that this thing is still very active. Fan Lin can't imagine what stimulated it.

Perhaps these blazing runes make the imprisoned monster feel pain, but there is no way to do this.

This monster wants to break free, while Fan Lin and his friends want to destroy it. There must be all kinds of contradictions between the two.

Fan Lin stood still, and the three people held their wands. Even Dumbledore was no exception. This did not allow any carelessness.

The runes on the ground began to move, and the stone pillars arranged according to Dante's sequence also began to change their positions, otherwise they could not be opened at all.

The entire temple was like a huge alchemical product, as if any position could change its original form in the next second.

This may be one of Nicolas Flamel's pursuits, and it is also Fanlin's pursuit, all magical things, according to human will.

Doesn't this sound beautiful?

However, hidden under this beauty is indeed the most deadly threat.

A hole gradually appeared in front of everyone. The suppressed evil was not directly seen, but that breath was something Fanlin could not forget.

Sirius seemed to have seen all the beauty in the world. His eyes were a little blurred, and he was walking step by step towards the abyss that swallowed him.

Fanlin spent a little time. Even though he had experienced it once, Fanlin still couldn't completely resist such a mental invasion.

Even as strong as Dumbledore, Fanlin clearly saw the extremely sad expression on Dumbledore's face when he struggled over.

In Fanlin's eyes, Dumbledore was powerful, and Dumbledore's firmness was almost paranoid.

This was the first time Fanlin saw Dumbledore's expression so sad, just like a normal old man, using his youthful past to commemorate his old present. (To be continued)