Chapter 148 Chapter 147: Swallowing the Soul! The way to ascension!
Follow me!
The black-robed skeleton in the mysterious tower actually followed him out!
Ian hadn’t even checked to see if the black sand and other things he had brought with him had been “trapped” in the trance. With a stiff neck, he turned his head and saw something that made him feel as if his Tianling Gai was chilling. Guy.
I saw a mysterious skeleton wearing a black robe standing quietly behind him, as quiet as a ghost, and his eyes burning with crimson soul fire were flashing in the darkness with a heart-stopping look. Deep light.
Although the strange magic writing that covered the bones of the body had been extinguished and the appearance of its bones looked much normal, the strong sense of oppression that filled the whole body continued unabated. I don't know if it's because he left the trancelike illusion, or because all the chains on his body were broken.
"Expelliarmus!"
Ian almost subconsciously wanted to blast the black-robed skeleton away. However, the red light emerging from his wand hit the black But when the skeleton in the robe collapsed, it fell apart in an extremely strange way.
Like little stars.
Gradually disappear.
The black-robed skeleton was not affected by the disarming spell, nor was it exploded by the disarming spell or its arms fell off directly - Ian's increasingly sophisticated disarming spell did not play its intended role.
"I don't believe it! Pull out the tongue and cut the throat! Bah! It's useless!"
"The divine edge is invisible!"
"Heart-breaking and gouging out the bones!"< br>
“The soul is out of body!”
"Steel pipes stuck in front teeth!"
......
Ian, who did not believe in evil, waved his wand as if it were automated, four shots per second, but all his magic could not be used in the dark. The robe has an effect on the skeleton.
It was as if they were directly eliminated by some mysterious power just when they were about to touch the target, leaving the black robes of the mysterious skeletons fluttering in the faint light that dispersed like fireflies.
“Huh?”
The mysterious skeleton's black robe floated up too much, and its covered ribs were looming. It even pulled on its black robe and tightened it as if it was a conditioned reaction.
"Is my magic invalid because of my clothes?" Ian first looked at the black robe on the mysterious skeleton that looked like a magic robe.
It was able to remain almost intact even after everything else in the tower had decayed. Naturally, it was not an ordinary thing. It was outlined with many strange magic texts that Ian could not discern the usefulness of.
Now that I have taken a closer look, Ian feels that this structure is somewhat similar to the Death Rune, but it is only similar in structure, and he does not know if it contains some kind of rules represented by gods.
“No, not clothes.”
Although Ian couldn't tell the effect of the magic text, he could still tell whether the magic text was taking effect. His eyes quickly shifted to the chain on the black-robed skeleton's hand.
Although the black-robed skeleton followed him out for some unknown reason and got rid of the "imprisonment" and restraint in the tower, there are still many broken chains left on the black-robed skeleton at this time.
Ian can feel it.
These tempered chains still possess magical power.
A series of rusty chains are exposed from the gaps in the black robe, like shackles from the ancient past, still binding this extraordinary existence.
"Is it also a way to ban demons?"
The curious little wizard had the urge to research, but he did not dare to approach the black-robed skeleton rashly after already taking dozens of steps back. This was a completely unfamiliar situation. A guy who knows his origins and good and evil.
“I don’t know, I have no brain.” The skeleton in black robe raised his hand with the clanking chain and pointed at his empty head, perhaps thinking that Ian’s whisper was a question about it.
"We are so far apart, and I speak so quietly, can you actually hear me?" Ian was a little surprised, and he deliberately whispered in a mosquito-like voice.
“I was born to listen to the sounds of all things.”
I don’t know what the black-robed skeleton still remembers, but it actually opened its mouth that was no longer covered with flesh and blood, and made a loud beep in front of Ian.
“…”
Ian has a principle that he doesn’t like to see others pretending, but at this time, his principle is more flexible, and it seems that magic can’t harm a thing at all. What can he do?
He can’t hit this skeleton’s head even when he jumps!
"What on earth do you want to do by following me... This is no longer your world." Ian still hasn't figured out why the black-robed skeleton in front of him followed him across life and death. the junction.
Does he have such ability himself, or is he taking advantage of Ian's help? If it's the latter, it's still understandable, but if it's the former, it's a little too scary.
It’s scary to think about it.
Fortunately, this black-robed skeleton showed no violent tendencies and was emotionally stable. It had been hit with several magic spells in a row, and it did not seem to want to sneak attack or attack the little wizard.
“I need to be loved.”
The black-robed skeleton saw Ian asking about himself. Finally, he no longer repeated words like a repeater, but explained in his own hoarse and low voice. raised their own needs.
"..."
Ian was at a loss for words again.
Have no idea what to answer. What if there wasn't a magical version of Bihu.com in the wizarding world, and he really wanted to post a request for help online.
A tall purebred white skeleton who is 1.8 meters tall and lacks love is entangled with me?
"Is there a possibility that I am just an underage wizard and cannot give you the love you want?" Ian only emphasized his age but not his gender.
He was afraid that the mysterious black-robed skeleton in front of him was like a little wizard.
“I need to be loved.”
The black-robed skeleton began to repeat meaningless words again.
"Can I recommend someone else to you? See if you like centaurs. Anyway, it's a cross-species love. Centaurs are definitely more interesting than little human wizards like me."
Ian found that whenever he walked in one direction, the black-robed skeleton would definitely follow him. The little wizard who is only as tall as others and has legs as long as others can't get rid of this guy.
"Anti-inflammation! Anti-inflammation!"
He felt that he needed the Phoenix's help at this moment to take him to apparate. However, the Black Phoenix, who was still in the illusion, did not respond. His side.
“Sure enough, Tiga is the most reliable!”
Deep in the ancient and dense Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, the night is as dark as ink, and the moonlight is thin, barely illuminating the winding road ahead. of trails. Ian stepped on the carpet intertwined with fallen leaves and dead branches. He started to jog all the way, but he still couldn't get rid of the black-robed skeleton who was walking leisurely.
Soon.
Ian discovered why.
Don't say that invisibility does not affect the black-robed skeleton's following at all. Even if he deliberately used magic to knock down some trees to stop the black-robed skeleton, the black-robed skeleton would still appear behind him after he ran away.
"Apparition!?"
When Ian turned back once, he happened to see a distortion in the space, and then a black-robed skeleton appeared behind him in a burst of red light. A few meters away at most.
But it was useless no matter how far away this guy was. The black-robed skeleton seemed to be able to locate Ian's position all the time, and then teleported to Ian's side after being blocked by an obstacle for a period of time.
"This is really cheating..."
Finally.
Ian gave up his tired thoughts of running. He sat down on a huge stone and gasped, his breath forming fine white mist in the cold air.
Being integrated with the mist that surrounds the silent forest. A proboscis monkey peeked from the treetop, his eyes full of vigilance, and then jumped to a higher branch with a whooshing sound.
There are also some dangerous magical animals that look for food at night. They follow the sound and reveal a pair of eyes in the jungle. However, after hesitating for a moment, they immediately turn around and rush back into the jungle.
No matter what kind of magical animals they are, they all have more sensitive intuition than ordinary animals. It is obvious that these magical animals have felt the strong danger and chose to give up the sneak attack or flee quickly.
What the magical animals are afraid of is not Ian, but the black-robed skeleton that has been following Ian as if it is haunting. Its black robe flutters gently in the night wind, like a skeleton in the dead silence. The ghost wings blend into the surrounding darkness, but inadvertently reveal an indescribable weirdness and mystery.
It feels very oppressive.
Like substance.
This is also the reason why Ian is extremely afraid.
"How about I introduce you to some other humans? Don't worry, although our country, England, does not have a particularly large population, it is absolutely full of talents when it comes to XP!"
Ian No Knowing whether those seniors at Hogwarts who were right at first glance could please the black-robed skeleton, he really wanted to get rid of this guy who looked extremely dangerous.
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.
I don’t know if Grindelwald and Dumbledore can solve this problem - Ian pondered and weighed in his mind, trying to make the black-robed skeleton less interested in him.
However.
"Your bird harmed me...so you need to take responsibility for its actions...give me flesh and blood." The black-robed skeleton showed no interest in other humans at all.
It finally revealed the reason why it has been following Ian.
"Which bird? Black Phoenix?"
Ian frowned in confusion.
"Give me flesh and blood, love, need love...your bird said it." The black-robed skeleton did not answer Ian's question, but began to whisper in Ian's ears. stand up.
"..."
Ian tried to use the transformation spell to make a device to jam the lower jaw of the black-robed skeleton. However, the device also failed after he used magic to move it towards the black-robed skeleton and came into contact with it. It also lost its effect.
“Crash~”
It turned back into branches all over the ground.
Ian's extraordinary talent of [All Things Shaping] cannot change this. No matter how much magic he injects, the collapse of magic will only happen in an instant.
"If you want that ghost bird, I can give it to you..." Ian's eyes looked at the black-robed skeleton again. The broken chains indeed carried strange power.
It was somewhat difficult for him to understand why the black-robed skeleton could still use magic similar to apparation when it wanted to catch up with him, even though he was wearing a chain with such a terrifying [Demon-Breaking] effect.
"That's just an empty shell, the result of biological alchemy...isn't it your handiwork?" The black-robed skeleton seemed to be extremely confused and raised his finger bones and scratched his head.
"I thought that someone finally punished that bird." There was a bit of indignation in his voice, but more of the emotion seemed to be full of fear.
“I just picked up the egg of the Black Phoenix, no, it was the egg my friend gave me... Hiss, you are really good at lying. Didn’t you say you can’t remember anything before? ”
Ian felt that he had caught the black-robed skeleton's chicken feet, and he didn't know if he could use this to coax the black-robed skeleton away. It would be best to return from the human world to the blurry fantasyland on the other side.
"I have no brain, but the resentment... has already penetrated into the remnant of my soul." The black-robed skeleton responded matter-of-factly, but the little wizard didn't know how to find fault.
Ian had not lost his brain, and he was not dead except for the remnant soul. He could not provide any evidence to refute it. The first thing he thought of was Voldemort's remnant soul. The old senior has no brain at all levels, and he doesn't know if other soul fragments will "quantum synchronize" their hatred for him.
“We still have to find a chance to kill him.”
Ian was a little worried.
certainly.
What worries him the most now is the black-robed skeleton in front of him.
"What should I do so that you don't follow me?" Ian tried to negotiate with the black-robed skeleton. Even though the other party didn't seem to want to hurt him, he still couldn't. I don’t want to have a tall skeleton staring at me when I’m eating, sleeping or even going to the toilet.
Can’t make it to class?
Will you go back to the orphanage during the holidays?
Do you still want fame? Well, it doesn't seem to matter whether you want this or not now.
Anyway, he has no reputation due to various reasons. He is regarded as a necromancer or something. In fact, it is even considered to be the relatively good reputation he has gained these days?
“Give me flesh and blood.”
The black-robed skeleton repeated it again, but it did not continue to mention whether to be loved or not. It may not have much wisdom left, but it is obviously an afterthought. I suddenly realized that Ian was allergic to this word.
"Can you use some pork and beef to stick it on? In this way... we use lamb, focusing on tenderness and youthfulness!" Ian really has no research on this kind of alchemy of life.
And he also highly doubted that alchemy could work on this guy. After all, the chains on this guy could completely render all magical power ineffective.
“…”
The black-robed skeleton fell into silence again.
Ian felt that he was not satisfied with the type of meat he chose.
"I don't have the ability to get human flesh for you, but I can write you a list. If you have the ability to kill those people, you can also stick their flesh on yourself?" the little wizard began. In his mind, he considered the names of his enemies, his reserve enemies, and the remnants of the Death Eaters.
"I want my own flesh and blood."
The black-robed skeleton finally couldn't hold it any longer.
"You are really making things difficult for me, an eleven-year-old kid."
Ian sighed heavily.
"Eleven years old?"
The black-robed skeleton was a little confused - the soul fire was burning in its empty eye sockets, and the picture presented in the soul fire was that of a radiant soul rather than the little wizard's true appearance.
Obviously.
The black-robed skeleton cannot see life, only the soul of life.
"Well, let's make a compromise. You will use your ancestral grave to swear to me that you will not continue to disturb my life like this, and I will also promise to help you when I have the ability?" Ian After thinking for a moment, he tentatively asked. He was very good at drawing this kind of pie.
“There is a contract between us.”
The black-robed skeleton's voice was as hoarse as ever, as if there were a bunch of fish bones stuck in his throat.
“When?”
Ian blinked in astonishment.
"When you wake me up, the contract has been established." The red lines on the black-robed skeleton rose again, and it pointed its fingers to Ian to look at Ian's own wrist.
“……”
After Ian did this, he immediately saw a light-up pattern on his wrist. Countless scarlet lines were constantly intertwined and outlined, converging into a pattern that looked like a blood-red sun.
"The back of my hand is not enough for you monsters who are getting older, right?" Ian only felt helpless. He had experienced this sense of déjà vu three times in the past year.
"What is the content of this contract? Don't even think about lying to me... There are people behind my back and above... no, there are people below. I will find them to verify whether what you said is the truth." Ian was frightened by the "curse" of Slytherin's Ouroboros. He felt uneasy and worried that the black-robed skeleton in front of him had also dug a big hole for him.
"You use your love to give me flesh and blood, and I will be driven by you... for ten thousand years." The black-robed skeleton gave a concise answer, and after a pause, he spoke again .
"This is not my behavior, but an established fact that I have sensed when I woke up." The words of the black-robed skeleton explained why it has never been hostile.
“…”
Ian has some realization.
Perhaps the crazy "deductions" I received from the [Twisted Illusion Experience Card] on that side had something to do with the contract that was established without anyone noticing.
Think of this.
Again he figured out more. No wonder that bastard Black Phoenix refused to show up just now. Before the black-robed skeleton was resurrected, it pecked Ian's hand a few times.
I thought it was just an act of expressing intimacy, but who would have thought that the worst thing would be the phoenix! Ian bet Voldemort's whole family that the so-called contract must have something to do with the Dark Phoenix!
"Okay, okay, ten thousand years, you work first, and let me think about how to give you flesh and blood." Ian did not lower his vigilance much, but it would not be bad if things were like what this skeleton said.
Ten thousand years.
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His great-grandson's grave would definitely not be dug up, and whether he could find it or not, it would definitely be a good thing for him to give flesh and blood to the skeleton.
"What... is part-time work?"
The black-robed skeleton tilted his head in confusion.
"Working means working without eating, drinking, or sleeping... Of course, there is no work for you to do now. I just want to study the chain on you first."
Ian was hesitating whether to get closer.
"Whoosh~"
Suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air in the forest, and a sharp arrow was shot out from the darkness. It was as fast as lightning and flew straight towards Ian who was sitting on the big rock and touching his chin.
“Crack~”
Before Ian’s protective equipment could take effect, the black-robed skeleton flashed directly in front of the little wizard, raised his hand and grabbed it, which was no slower than a bullet. How many arrows.
"Something dirty is coming..." Ian looked at the broken pieces thrown on the ground, his tone was a little annoyed, he knew that the arrow just came towards his head.
"It's a monster."
The black-robed skeleton is really a language genius.
He calmed down Ian's anger with just one word.
“Have you really never looked in the mirror?”
Ian really admired the missing number in the heart of the black-robed skeleton. Well, the heart is gone, and the lack of heart seems to be normal. Voldemort's remnant soul doesn't look like this skeleton.
"Da da da~"
Just when Ian was speechless, the archery sneaks appeared in groups. With the sound of horse hooves, a group of centaur and half horse guys slowly emerged from the shadows. walked out.
The leader is a tall, but somewhat old-looking centaur. He has a gray beard and the muscles on his body look quite exaggerated.
Other horse people are also very muscular.
"Evil souls, and evil wizards... you have broken into the restricted area that you should not have set foot in." The leading horseman spoke in an unusually harsh voice.
"That's a skeleton! A moving skeleton!"
"This is a wizard who plays with the dead!"
"He is just a little kid, and he dares to learn such a hateful thing The people in the castle will not blame us, we are helping them get rid of the maggots!"
"Kill him!"
......
A group of horsemen were also roaring fiercely, and some even raised their longbows again - and at this moment, a very sudden fluctuation appeared in the space.
"Jiejiejiejiejie~"
A weird cry sounded.
The figure of the black phoenix appeared in front of the centaurs.
“Attack!”
"Damn it! This is a sneak attack!"
The hurried centaurs tried to shoot down the flying black phoenix. Then, the black phoenix seemed to be constantly shuttling between life and death, and its silhouette disappeared and swooped towards the horse. people.
It penetrated directly through the nearest centaur. However, when the frightened centaur covered his chest and looked down, no wound was found on his exposed chest.
"I'm still alive! It's okay!"
The centaur exclaimed with lingering fear. However, when he turned to look at his companions, he saw the expressions on his companions. Each one was more frightened than the other.
"What's wrong?"
It looked back.
Suddenly.
My face turned pale.
See.
There is a dim, slightly transparent figure in the mouth of the Black Phoenix. The figure is struggling with its hands raised, and its face is exactly the same as it.
As the black phoenix raised its head, it swallowed the entire transparent figure in one gulp.
“No!”
The voice of the centaur who was attacked suddenly stopped, as if his throat was being strangled by an invisible force. Its eyes began to fade, gradually changing from deep amber to light gray, as if it had lost all vitality. This fading process quickly spreads throughout the body, and the originally strong muscles and smooth skin begin to look dull.
It’s like being eroded by the wind and frost of time.
As the fading progresses, the body of the centaur begins to become more fragile. Its limbs trembled slightly, as if it could no longer support its huge body.
Finally, with a dull roar, the centaur fell down like an ancient statue and shattered into countless pieces, revealing pale bones and broken muscle fibers.
Obviously.
The thing it was transferred away and swallowed - is its soul!
"What an evil creature! What a terrifying ability! Inform all compatriots! Inform that school!" The leading centaur was so frightened when he saw the tragic death of his people.
The other centaurs and it had similar reactions. All horse people are warriors who are not afraid of death. However, they are just not afraid of death. The horror of their souls being used as food still makes them afraid.
"Don't let these beasts go, they just murdered me."
Ian saw the centaurs starting to flee in all directions, and the black man flying back to his arm Phoenix spoke softly. He did not take out his wand, because after the centaur's soul was devoured, Black Phoenix's body burned with purple flames again, and a burst of magic power was fed back to him. Although it was not much, it was definitely better than nothing.
"Jiejiejiejiejie~"
The black phoenix flies up again.
However.
Not waiting for it to rush out.
The black-robed skeleton that stood motionless thought that Ian was talking to it, so the mysterious skeleton turned its head slightly and looked at the centaurs who were trying to disperse and escape.
The soul fire flashed slightly in its eye sockets, and its empty eye sockets seemed to be penetrating the darkness, staring at everything in front, and those red lines began to jump on its bones.
They shone strangely in the moonlight, and some mysterious magical power seemed to spread out.
The next moment.
“Ahhhhh!”
The shrill screams sounded one after another.
Even though they had escaped separately and ran in different directions, all these centaurs were burning with scarlet flames at the same time.
There is no way to avoid or predict, the flames seem to be pouring out of their bodies. All the centaurs fell to the ground and let out screams that were almost piercing their lungs and wailing.
Those fires.
These centaurs were not directly burned to death.
This fire is more like a terrible magic, gradually eroding their skin and flesh. The horseman's skin began to dry up, like land that had been exposed to the scorching sun for many days, losing all its luster and elasticity. Their muscles began to atrophy, as if all the blood and water were drained bit by bit by invisible forces.
The surrounding trees seemed to be giving way, they were swaying gently in the windless environment.
“No!!! I was wrong!!!”
"Kill me! Kill me directly!"
"Evil dark wizard! Your soul will be cursed!"
After a period of painful groans and struggles, the centaur seemed to be lost The puppet, which had lost all its vitality, slowly fell to the ground, its body as dry as a mummy. There is no longer the pride and vitality of the past. The flames gradually extinguished after the centaur fell, leaving only a charred and ruined scene.
There is a suffocating burnt smell in the air - the traces of life being ruthlessly deprived of life.
“What a bad luck!”
Ian quickly moved away from the ashes on the ground. Seeing the black phoenix landing on his shoulder, and the black-robed skeleton following suit, he decided to share the centaur's curse.
"It's true that you were the ones who did it, so you are the dark wizards it calls." It can only be said that even though he didn't feel the breath of the curse, Ian was still extra cautious.
“Jie?”
Dark Phoenix seems to be saying that he is not a wizard.
"That's it, it's the only outsider here... the exoskeleton." Ian and Black Phoenix turned their ears and looked at the silent black-robed skeleton almost simultaneously.
"???????"
The black-robed skeleton made no sound.
But it has obviously noticed that Ian has many dogs, and it is obviously following Ian's instructions to silence it, but in the end it was squeezed out by Ian and the Black Phoenix.
"It's okay, you can handle it, I believe in you...and Voldemort's curse, please help me resist it." Ian walked along the catwalk under his feet in the direction of the secret passage.
In the empty forest, rustling sounds echoed. The white light of the wand illuminated the surrounding scene, and there were all kinds of slippery moss on the wet path.
Some weird fireflies were attracted by the light, but they didn't dare to get close.
“Bah~”
The black-robed skeleton stepped on a tiny mushroom.
Ian looked back.
Run away immediately.
And just as the somewhat inexplicable black-robed skeleton was about to follow slowly, the tiny mushrooms under its feet began to expand crazily, exploding in the blink of an eye and spewing out a large cloud of green smoke.
The smoke, which looked very poisonous at first glance, dyed the black-robed skeleton green, but it still walked quickly and teleported next to Ian, who had run far away.
"This is good stuff, let me scrape it off." Ian had already taken out the bottle and brush, put on his chemical protective suit, and when he saw the skeleton in black robes appeared, he immediately stepped forward to collect the poison. pink.
After a while.
The black-robed skeleton regained its color.
Ian also put away a test tube of powder with satisfaction. Perhaps they stayed in this place for a long time, so they attracted a curious creature that was active at night.
It didn't seem to be afraid of the black-robed skeleton, nor was it afraid of Ian and the Black Phoenix. It slowly walked out of the dense forest, like a horse but much cleaner and more beautiful than a horse.
There are also some colorful butterflies, emitting fluorescence, surrounding this magical animal.
“It’s a unicorn.”
Ian was a little surprised at tonight’s encounter. He had been in the Forbidden Forest more than once or twice, but he had never encountered one before. A situation where a unicorn approaches him.
In fact.
The unicorn that came out was indeed not for him. I saw that the unicorn bypassed Ian and the black phoenix on Ian's shoulders, and walked directly in front of the black-robed skeleton.
Its feet were kneeling on the ground.
Bow slightly.
The black-robed skeleton tilted its head and looked a little confused, but still reached out and touched the unicorn's head - this scene made Ian feel a bit magical and incredible.
"You were so cruel when you killed the horseman! You are actually considered to have a holy soul by the unicorn?" Ian felt that either he was crazy or the unicorn who appeared was crazy.
It’s not because the unicorns will show disgust if I get closer. Of course, the unicorn would also touch him, but it would certainly not be as docile as in front of the black-robed skeleton.
This beautiful magical animal has a very bad temper.
The unicorn even expressed its desire to carry the black-robed skeleton on its back.
Ian's expression was a little confused.
"You are actually a good skeleton!?"
He couldn't figure out why he saw such a strange scene.
“Jiejie~”
Dark Phoenix is also echoing.
It looked at the black-robed skeleton as if it were looking at an enemy who had betrayed its class.
(End of this chapter)