Chapter 365 The Call and Resistance of the Evil God

This evil god is like a mixture of all the monsters Ivan saw on the temple murals before, and its huge round body has all the characteristics of those monsters.

Rather than being a god, it would be better to say that he is a complete monster.

These fallen horsemen are purely crazy to believe in such a guy.

Countless flesh and blood gathered towards it, but it still couldn't fill it up. The phantom of the evil god expanded outwards, and its diameter was almost the same as the huge cloud vortex above the Moon Temple.

The body that has been covered with flesh and blood begins to tear apart one after another, with sores all over the place. These rips seem to be countless, endless opening and closing giant throats.

Soon, everything above its dark green round body filled with shadows was completely covered by dark clouds of despair, and they seemed to merge into one.

On the platform, the fallen horses were prostrate on the ground, and they didn't know what they were muttering in their mouths. They didn't even dare to raise their heads. Only Ivan and Uggt were still standing there.

Uggart took a step forward and stopped immediately.

The sky began to rain suddenly, and the raindrops became bigger and bigger.

These raindrops are all dark red, like dried blood.

The rain fell on the temples made of obsidian, and blood-colored foam appeared on the eternal rocks. They were being boiled and corroded, losing their previous luster.

A green film began to appear on the ground, like green moss growing several times taller, and strange plants began to emerge, and they grew rapidly wherever the rainwater reached.

The writhing and wriggling tentacles of the evil god, like the roots of trees, took root on the huge stone statues and the moon temple, and cracks began to appear on the hard stone.

"What shall we do now?" Uggart murmured.

The powerful centaur warriors also seemed to be in despair, the evil god was simply invincible.

Ivan didn't answer, he was concentrating on finding the source of the magic power, and with the appearance of the phantom of the evil god, the magic power on the Sorcerer's Stone left by Gryffindor was accelerating to dissipate.

Now, the entire temple platform is filled with manic and restless magic.

This magic has been completed, no matter how many fallen centaurs are knocked down, it cannot be stopped.

The remaining method is to either find the wooden statue that Uggart said is the root of everything, as long as it is destroyed, the evil god can be ended, or the evil god can be sealed again according to the spells used by the ancient warlocks .

As for defeating it head-on, whether you want it or not.

If possible, the ancient warlocks would not just be sealed, rather than destroyed once and for all.

I don't know where the wooden statue was hidden by the fallen horsemen. Ivan followed the trajectory of the magic power to find it. He seemed to be entering the turbulent deep blue sea water.

Perhaps, in front of the coming evil god, all his efforts were in vain.

But Ivan did not give up, there must be a way!

He didn't know how Uggart re-sealed the evil god in the real history. Although he was brave, the troubles before him were completely beyond his ability.

Of course, this is not the real world after all, and this may also be Gryffindor's bad taste, which made the challenge more difficult without authorization.

Anyway, everything in this illusion is too real, and Aiwen seems to have really returned to the tragic civil war among the Centaurs eight hundred years ago.

In the sky, the evil god's huge spherical body slowly protruded forward, his dull red eyes all turned down, looking coldly at Ivan and Ugert.

An unfamiliar voice sounded from nowhere, echoing in the centaur tribe.

"Human wizard, you are still trying to resist in front of the great existence that is doomed to be unknown!" It said slowly, "It's ridiculous, as far as I know, the oldest and strongest emotion of human beings is fear, and the most powerful emotion is fear. The oldest and greatest fear is the unknown."

Ivan ignored it and tried to concentrate.

He had studied it carefully before, and just like the guy he met in the depths of the ground, the words that the other party kept echoing and whispering were actually magic that acted on the soul, which could arouse the most negative emotions in a person's heart .

For this, he has long been prepared.

"Call the Guardian!" he yelled, waving his wand to summon his Patronus.

The previous two experiences reminded him that the Patronus Charm, which exudes positive energy and can resist all negative emotions, is not only effective against dementors, it is also effective against these evil gods and their creations from the void.

It seems that after I go back, I have to study this magic again.

He focused, thinking about the things that made him most happy and his emotions towards Hermione and the Guardians of Hogwarts.

The kitten made of silver light spun around him and Uggart quickly, and finally lay on his shoulder again.

A milky white energy shield appeared out of thin air, blocking the penetration of the evil god's power.

"Weak human wizard, you are doing useless resistance just like your ancestors. It is the most merciful thing in the world that I didn't destroy you immediately."

The evil god's huge body continued to move forward, staring at Aiwen indifferently.

"My companions and I came from the darkest corners of the world. As soon as the tentacles of human wizards touched there, we were shocked by the real scene we saw with our own eyes." It continued, "That is the present of our world, and it is also yours. The future of this world. Under the boundless ocean, there are endless secrets..."

Aiwen increased the output of magic power, and the voice became intermittent.

With the infiltration of the evil god, the energy shield in front of him was covered with cracks, which might break at any time, and the patron saint lying on his shoulder seemed to be asleep.

Aiwen clenched his fists, sweat was all over his body.

After obtaining the powerful magic power in the Slytherin locket, he has never felt that the magic power in his body is not enough like now.

"Do you want to discover the mystery of fear?" The evil god's voice came in again, "You seem to be fearless, but in the face of real fear, you have only two endings: either you are driven crazy, or these Be my disciples like the centaurs; or flee, like your forefathers, from the light, into a new dark age to find peace and safety."

"Found it, there!" Ivan finally found the source of all the magic power gathering.

He yelled to the centaur beneath him, but Ugt didn't even move.

The centaur stood there quietly, as if he had been cast with a petrification spell, or his own existence was false, like this endless illusion.

"Damn it!" Ivan swung his wand and jumped off the centaur.

He didn't know what tricks Gryffindor was playing again. Could it be that he was concentrating on playing this evil god and forgot to control these centaurs? !

This battle has reached its final moment, and everything that remains can be resolved by itself. (To be continued.)