Chapter 360: Taboo-Filled Evil

"Get ready for battle!" Ugert said in a muffled voice, taking out his spear. ??

Looking at the slowly opening stone gate, Ai Wen concentrated his attention and prepared to fight.

The next second, he panted and put down his wand, there was nothing outside the stone door.

At this time, the fallen horsemen were all fighting fiercely outside. They did not expect that someone would sneak in from the depths of the lake, and the entire Moon Temple was empty of defenses.

"Very well, our battle plan was successful, and no one noticed that we had entered the temple." Ugert didn't hesitate, and turned straight to the passage on the left, "Go this way, human! We don't have much time to waste , to reach the top of the temple before they find out, there is our destination, and the evil ritual is going on there."

In the dim and flickering light of the torches, the ancient temple is full of mystery.

On the mottled walls, there are only traces of years of erosion, and many unique pictographic decorations and huge stone sculptures of the centaur stand quietly in the corners, covered with dust.

In the empty passage, only the hurried footsteps of two people echoed.

Just like what Aiwen saw when he entered this temple for the first time not long ago, even after thousands of years, the peaceful temple has not changed.

But he soon noticed the difference. When passing through a huge round arched stone room, Ivan noticed that the ground and surrounding walls were covered with dark red paint.

A question arose in his mind, what are these fallen horsemen doing? !

Why should they paint their sacred temples with red paint? It is so unnatural.

Immediately, he realized that he was wrong. These dark red liquids were not pigments at all, they were all solidified blood stains. There had been a massacre here!

There are no corpses, no wreckage, only dried blood clots are left behind, quietly telling the crimes that happened in this room in the past.

Aiwen followed Ugt and walked in, his feet were sticky on the ground, making a slight sound like tearing and tearing scars.

Squeeze, squeak, squeak...

The voice sounded very uncomfortable, and the pungent smell of blood came over my face.

Ai Wen felt sick for a while, and he resisted himself not to spit it out.

"The gang of depraved horse people are completely crazy, I believe that evil god can lead them to glory!" Uggt also looked very uncomfortable, "According to its requirements, they captured a large number of creatures to slaughter here, that evil god and Its worshipers demand a great deal of flesh and blood as tribute."

"What a crazy move, let's go!" Ivan waved his hand.

He tried his best to hold his breath, tightened his collarbone, and suppressed this strong physiological reaction. He never thought that he would see such a scene in the centaur temple.

As Professor Trelawney said, this dark temple is full of taboos.

They moved forward quickly and passed through the entire room. The stone door opened slowly, and Aiwen took the lead. Then, he stopped suddenly, staring at the corridor in front of him with wide eyes in disbelief.

On the ground not far away was the corpse of a water monster Grindylow.

It seems to be forgotten here by the fallen horses. The highly rotten face is facing Aiwen. The face is very human, with a painful expression. The missing muscles seem to be swallowed by unknown creatures. In the exposed eye sockets, With hatred, he stared darkly ahead.

It's not that Ivan didn't kill Grindylow, but it was definitely a massacre.

It's just to satisfy the killer's momentary pleasure, or maybe even more evil, to torture the soul of this water monster so that it will never rest in peace forever.

This is the key to making a Horcrux. Through the torture before death, the soul becomes extremely unstable, and it is easier to split or be absorbed.

The feeling of nausea became more and more intense, and Ivan raised his wand subconsciously.

A golden flame burst from his wand and incinerated Grindylow's body, hoping that it would rest in peace.

"This is only part of it, the crimes you are about to witness will be far beyond your imagination!" Ugt said coldly, with repressed anger in his voice, "That evil god degenerated the noble centaur into an evil heresy, forever It's unforgivable!"

Ai Wen nodded, his mouth was full of bitter alkali.

He tried his best to appear calm, as if these were not a big deal, and made up his mind to stop the evil god who was being summoned.

The circular room full of coagulated blood stains seemed to be a signal. As Ugert said, on the road ahead, Aiwen saw many unimaginable scenes.

Horrible monsters are painted on the walls at both ends of the passage, and they devour flesh and blood with their fangs.

As far as Aiwen knows, these devil-like creatures will never appear in any magic book. They are like the imagination of the centaur, and they never existed in the world.

He also hopes that everything is as he thinks, these monsters don't exist, otherwise he can't imagine how to fight them, which is far beyond his common sense.

What he saw and heard along the way gave him a new understanding of the species of centaur.

In the words of Dobby the house-elf, if a house-elf is depraved, he is bad beyond repair, and the same applies to the centaurs.

Hobbies for stargazing, divination, and archery are not all horse people.

This magical creature with a rough appearance is full of unimaginable fanaticism.

Aiwen and Ugert moved forward all the way. Although there was no communication, both of them subconsciously accelerated their pace.

"Wait a minute, this is really weird!" Uggart suddenly frowned and said, "It's too quiet in the temple, it's impossible for them not to leave a single guard behind."

Although it was a sneak attack, it would be a big joke if they just broke into the top of the temple and destroyed the ongoing summoning ceremony.

The fallen horses would not be so stupid, and the additional challenges that Gryffindor gave to Ivan would not be so simple, there must be something waiting for them.

"Those fallen horsemen are all fighting outside. If they are not allowed to enter here, or they still have other defensive measures." Ivan analyzed.

He thought of the terrifying statues he had seen in that room before, those worm-shaped monsters with holes in their heads.

"Maybe we can..." Ugert stopped suddenly.

He clenched his spear and looked nervously at the front of the tunnel, as if something was about to come.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

Aiwen was stunned for a moment, how could there be bees here, but he soon saw what was coming, and there was nothing less like bees than these monsters. (To be continued.)