Chapter 1117 Complete Magic

These dotted lines represent the process of separation of the soul from the body. Reading at midnight

In evil black magic, human souls can be sacrificed, or sacrificed to demons as tribute.

Alternatively, soul splitting can be made into Horcruxes, which is more than half evil.

But the despicable Haierbo is obviously not satisfied with this, and his main purpose of collecting souls is to use them as energy.

Using the soul as energy, transform him into an evil god.

This is the first step. After collecting all the souls, it is time to start the transformation of the body. The first thing is to prepare materials. The material is the carcasses and flesh of a wide variety of creatures, including mighty dragons, unicorns, and chimeras, as well as goblins, house-elves, centaurs, and many, many extinct Gura species.

From weak to strong, as long as you can think of, or can see in the book, all species are included.

Every creature has its most perfect part, and dastardly Helbo intends to put it together...

For example, the heart of a fire dragon, the blood of a unicorn, the claws of a chimera, and so on.

The most perfect part of the development and evolution of each creature is taken off and installed on itself, this feeling...

Imagine that picture, countless corpses being disassembled and reassembled.

Such a cobbled together body must have been a monstrous monstrosity, but its perfection and strength were beyond doubt.

Next, the mural began to introduce in detail how to deal with the corpses of different creatures and how to use the most appropriate means to dissect the required parts. Only after countless dissections of the corpses can one obtain such cruel knowledge and experience.

Many people can kill a creature, but a true dark wizard can get the material he needs from the corpse.

These murals were too cruel. After seeing only a few, Elaine closed her eyes and dared not look any further.

She hugged Ivan's right arm and followed him carefully.

Hermione also held Ivan's left hand. Although she didn't close her eyes, her palm was full of sweat.

Facing these terrifying murals, not to mention little wizards like them, even evil dark wizards will panic when they come here, lamenting that a person or magic can be so evil.

"Let's go!" Ai Wen said, "There is no need to read one by one, we are not planning to use this magic."

"Well." Hermione nodded, and could feel her heavy breathing, "I've never seen such black magic, no, I didn't even think about it, this despicable Haibo, how crazy and evil he is To invent this magic?"

"After all, he is the most powerful and influential dark wizard known so far, the last ancient warlock, and the founder of the modern black magic system." Ivan said, noticing Hermione's expression, "Well, if Let me say, his head is definitely not normal, look at the other two magics we know he invented, how can a normal person think of splitting his soul to make a horcrux, or use a magic rooster to lay eggs and let a toad It hatches to make a basilisk."

Not to mention normal people, even a mentally abnormal wizard would probably not be able to come up with such an unbelievable idea.

To become a dark wizard like Voldemort, you only need to be cruel and powerful enough.

But to become a dark wizard like the despicable Haierbo, while being powerful, you also need enough imagination.

At least in Aiwen's view, such incredible black magic is difficult to create.

The mural is coming to an end, this is the part that Ivan has not seen before.

The pyramid appeared again. The despicable Hai Erbo stood on the top of the altar, holding something like a scepter in his hand and raised it high. The human souls collected before slowly rotated in mid-air, forming a circular vortex , shining silver.

When Aiwen's eyes moved there, the vortex seemed to really spin, getting faster and faster.

In the vortex, the soul howled, roared, twisted, and screamed...

I can feel their pain and unwillingness, but it is useless. Under the control of the despicable Hai Erbo, the soul is slowly focused on the round object in front of the altar. It seems to be a chrysalis, and countless souls are centered around it. spinning.

Plop, plop, the chrysalis began to beat, plop, plop like a heart.

In the final picture, Hai Erbo is gone, only the pupa is left on the top of the pyramid altar.

Next to it, there is a row of small characters.

Between the real and the unreal, an immortal existence is about to be born.

The sun will eventually set, and the holy light will be extinguished, and only darkness and sleep will last forever.

Only by giving up your life can you enter deep sleep and learn the secret of peace in the illusion.

In sleep, tormented souls scream silently, they surround you and grab you tightly.

You feel cold and alone, hopelessness and madness wander, and you will all be alone in the end.

That great being, it stands right behind you, don't move, don't breathe.

Embrace it with open arms, give your soul to it, and in the end, you will be equally immortal.

"What do these words mean?" Hermione looked at the words on the last mural. "It doesn't look like a spell."

"Maybe it's a reminder to complete the last step of this magic." Ai Wen said thoughtfully, "It seems that before becoming a terrifying evil god, one has to give up one's life and dedicate one's soul to enter a strange space, and then one can become immortal."

"too crazy!"

"Indeed, but that's something Voldemort needs to struggle with. What we have to consider is how to destroy him." Ivan said.

Only by giving up your life and dedicating your soul can you complete the final fusion.

If the spell recorded at the end has any effect, it can help a soul like Riddle obtain an entity.

The three of them quickened their pace. After the murals were finished, the corridor extended forward and entered a room. The walls of this room were also covered with colorful murals, but the main character was replaced by Salazar Slytherin himself.

On the mural, Slytherin is fighting the terrible evil god, using a lot of wonderful magic.

Seeing this familiar picture, Ivan's first reaction was to raise his head.

At the beginning, the eyeball monster was entrenched on the roof, attacking Ivan mentally.

It left him with lingering fears. Fortunately, the eyeball monster didn't have any physical attack power.

Ivan raised his head and heaved a sigh of relief, there was nothing on it.

"What's wrong?" Hermione looked at him strangely.

"Nothing!" Ivan shook his head, breathed steadily, "It's almost there, we..."

Before he could finish speaking, Elaine beside him suddenly fell down.