Chapter 199198: Riddle: I believe in the power of love
Riddle actually fell into the trap?
To be honest, the development of things is becoming more and more accurate than Ian's original prediction. Before entering the time machine, he thought he would return to the Wu's orphanage decades ago, take a look at the place where he grew up, and then catch the cunning Tom who ran away.
Who had thought that not only did the time travel era become two thousand years ago, not only came to a city destined to be destroyed in history, but he was actually involved in the past related to the black robe skeleton.
These situations can be said to be more explosive than the other, but it is not unacceptable to Ian's big heart. It is nothing more than witnessing how wonderful the past history was. What kind of gods, legends, disasters, end of the world will become part of his life memory after he finds the hidden Tom.
He made up his mind to find Tom and find a way to go back to the future, but at this moment, Ian looked at the handsome "senior" in front of him and felt that the plan could not keep up with the changes.
Tom Riddle, who had been hiding in the dark, actually came to the door! This is completely contrary to the idea that Ian imagined finding the other person himself, and then he had to kill him after a big battle with him! Whether to devour magic or not is second. Ian's main thing is to eliminate future troubles forever.
Of course, upholding justice is also one of the reasons. After all, Riddle has delayed his time in doing things, and he can't argue if he doesn't give himself some justice.
Holding your breath in your heart is not good for the thyroid gland.
"Where did you get Malfoy? You swallowed the soul of my kind classmate and completed your rebirth? Damn! I will never forgive you for evil people like you!" Ian went up and down After looking back at Riddle, who was sixteen years old, he looked sad and angry, but he still found a reason to kill Riddle.
What surrender?
It's all Riddle's cunning tricks!
Ian said that he would not be deceived by the Dark King!
"I didn't swallow him! He is still alive! He is just separated from me!"
Ridel looked at the indignant little wizard in front of him, and felt his scalp numb and his back was cold. Seeing that the other party's magic wand was about to move, he quickly explained loudly.
"This is impossible, it's all your deception." Ian frowned when he heard this. Although he expressed his disbelief, he put down his raised wand.
The green light above gradually disappeared.
Ridel breathed a sigh of relief in secret.
He was a little dazed for a moment, unable to tell who was the Dark King from himself or the other party... The little wizard Hogwarts agreed to have love and justice!
How come this man wants to chew a big melon when he raises his hand!
"He planted you a curse, and then you wanted to pass it on to me, so that you and I can become grasshoppers on the same rope and can only find a solution together, really, Riddle, You do have a good calculating mind.” Ian was unable to succeed and another one came into being.
Of course he already knew that he would not be affected by the mysterious curse.
This.
He had verified it without knowing it at the beginning of the temple. Now after looking at Riddle, he took out the mirror and did not find the mark in his eyes.
"What spread curse?"
Riddle was stunned when he heard Ian's words.
He was shocked. "I don't know! Damn it! I only have sixteen years of knowledge!"
It seems to be defending myself.
Ridel spoke in a panic.
"Oh?"
Ian narrowed his eyes.
"It's Haierbo who is doing it! Yes! It's that despicable Haierbo! I know you must have heard of this name. Your black magic is better than what I have learned at this age! "
Riddle knew that if he didn't explain the situation, his situation would never be safe. He was too familiar with the little wizard's eyes. Voldemort was the way he looked when he was looking for excuses to kill.
Salve others by yourself.
Riddle thought Ian's eyes were terrible.
"Hairbo?" Ian heard another unexpected name from Riddle's mouth, "You are bullying me for not studying history well? Haibo was from 800 BC!"
He directly pressed his wand to Riddle's nose, "Of course, he has a Horcrux like you, don't tell me you found his Horcrux and resurrected him. ”
I have to say.
Ian's guess is not impossible. After all, birds of feathers gather together, and Riddle wants to find a confidant and then gets into trouble.
"How could I do that stupid thing! Do you think I'm a broken-minded Voldemort!" Riddle quickly took a few steps back, covering his nose as if he cherished his nose very much.
"Aren't you Voldemort?"
Ian sneered.
Ridel carefully corrected it.
"Yes, of course I am Voldemort, but the Voldemort you know is not me. I am only sixteen years old now, completely different from the idiot you know!" He also seemed very If you look down on yourself after you have no nose, this may be another form of child will eventually grow up and live like you hate?
"Hairbo is not a Horcrux resurrection, I can't understand his state. I only have so much knowledge reserves now, just what I learned when I was sixteen."
"But there is one thing I can be sure that he planted me a terrible curse, and he is definitely no longer the form a human should have. He can be regarded as another creature! "
Ridel mentioned Haier When he was in the wave, his tone was filled with fear and fear. It was hard to imagine that people like him could clearly perceive such emotions.
Perhaps Riddle had noticed something was wrong when he was planted by Haierbo, but he did not show it at that time. Speaking of which, he was already very clever.
"What creature?"
Ian could tell.
If I hadn't picked my eyes, I wouldn't have solved the problem. Riddle would have snatched his eyes without hesitation. The mysterious branding image in his eyes was very clear.
"I don't know! He calls himself an angel! And he controls a power that does not belong to magic! You see my current state, he directly resurrected me and created a body for me out of thin air ! "Ridel still feels incredible when recalling it now, which is far beyond his perception. "You are resurrected, where is Malfoy?"
Ian only asked a question that might not be very important after hearing this.
"He was unconscious and was thrown into a room by Haierbo and locked up. However, he must have been alive when I left. I could feel that he might have other uses for Haierbo."
Riddle said his judgment. He looked at Ian and looked suspiciously, and he became a little impatient. "I can check my memories for you."
"You have learned this kind of magic Right, I've collected all the information about you." Riddle bowed directly down and sent his temple in front of Ian's wand.
"..."
Ian and Voldemort have also had several times of dealing with each other. It was the first time he saw Voldemort like this. Seeing that Riddle opened his mind and soul without any defense, he became more and more aware that Riddle's inner fear and panic might not be false. Riddle probably encountered something that made this Dark King very scared.
If not.
Ridel will never come to the door, nor will he be as honest as he is now.
"I'm open, look at my memory!" Riddle even urged Ian and kept arching his temples onto Ian's wand.
The little wizard is afraid that his wand will be arched out of dandruff.
"I think you will be more secure when reading his mind. If it is a forged memory or implanted memory, you will definitely be able to distinguish it from your existence."
Ian still maintained a cautious mentality. He turned to look at the "priestess" who kept knocking on nuts, without saying a word from beginning to end, as if he was watching a show. "Me?"
The "priestess" named was a little confused. "Yes, I need you to do this." Ian spoke calmly.
He knew that His Highness could not violate his orders.
As expected.
Although her face was full of reluctance, the "priestess" threw away her nuts and stood up. She wiped her oil-stained hands on her clothes without any worries. Smear.
Okay.
That might not be her clothes, but the one that should have belonged to the real priestess. Being borrowed your body and then having to get a set of clothes dirty, it has to be said that being a clergy is not an easy task. The "priestess" looked at Riddle and walked towards the soul from later generations with a little disgust.
"I tell you, this is definitely not a wise idea. There is a reason why we cannot interfere too much in the world. The more we interfere with the world, the faster the dusk of the gods will arrive."
"That's the real disaster." While giving the little wizard a secret rule, the "priestess" raised his hand and wanted to press both index fingers on Riddle's temple.
Perhaps I saw some nuts on my fingers, and the "priestess" put them in her mouth regardless of her image and sucked them. This made Riddle directly disgusted and avoided her hand. .
"I don't want to get infected with any messy ancient diseases. Sorry, it's not that I look down on you, but that I really have a cleanliness obsession. I have observed that you people don't take a shower almost once a month. This is absolutely true. It's not a good habit..." Riddle spoke in contempt, and his tone finally returned to the kind of rebellious he should have.
However.
Before he could finish his whispering complaint, the "priestess" who rolled his eyes hooked his fingers, so Riddle's head flew up from his neck without his control.
Yes.
The head and body were separated directly, but no blood was leaking out. Even Riddle's facial expression was still active, and his body could still grab around in panic.
"What's going on!"
Ridel screamed in horror, his head flew into the hands of the "priestess", and then his eyes began to turn wildly, even A foolish saliva flowed out from the corners of his mouth.
It is obvious that the way this "goddess" reads memories is very rude, probably because of Riddle's contempt. Ian, who is familiar with the "black robe skeleton", knows very well that this is the "goddess"'s revenge.
About a minute later.
"He didn't lie, he did meet Haierbo... I remember this guy, a stunning wizard, created a way to avoid death but did not even live to the lifespan that an ordinary wizard should have. . "
"It's considered a bad luck, but it seems that he has had some luck after his death." After watching Riddle's memory, the "priestess" turned to Ian and said with emotion. Her words can be regarded as an endorsement of Riddle. After saying that, the goddess threw Riddle's head back like a garbage dump.
However, she did not take Riddle's head back, but fell on the ground in front of Riddle's body. Perhaps it was a bad thing. She watched Riddle's head all over the ground with interest.
"Become the so-called angel, the dead are back?" Ian frowned and looked surprised. He didn't expect that Riddle had really become an honest child.
This may also mean that Riddle has indeed encountered problems that cannot be solved at all.
"I would rather call it a great fortune. As we all know, the God of Death is different from all the well-known gods. Even Hela and Hades dare not call themselves the God of Death."
< br>"It is a pure incarnation of rules, so it does not have the need for angels. However, Haierbo's soul has indeed returned to the world by the power of death."
"A war once occurred in the world of the Dead. The God of Death was defeated and collapsed by the master of the Dead Country, and Haierbo found part of the power scattered by the God of Death back then."
"You can regard this part of the power as Divine rules. Of course, when Haierbo found this part of the power, it may also be a layout in the calculation and planning of the god of death. "
"No one can explain this clearly..."
Faced with Ian's inquiry, the "priestess" did not act as a riddle this time, but the amount of information revealed was not much, and it did not completely solve the confusion in the little wizard.
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"I have heard someone talk about death more than once." Many memories flashed through Ian's mind. He secretly used magic to control Riddle's head to roll on the ground while looking at the "priestess".
"But if, as you said, death is the embodiment of the rules, why does He do this? And the story about the Three Holy Artifacts circulating on the earth also has His figure. "
"Your era should have heard the stories of the Three Sacred Artifacts and the Three Brothers?" Ian was not sure about this. He had studied the Three Sacred Artifacts but could not find the specific historical year.
"You are underestimating me. What hasn't happened now does not mean that I don't know it will happen. As long as I don't look at my end, I can see every subtle event in history ."
The "priestess" who took out some nuts again and sat on the chair, with a light tone, but the words said made Ian look at her deeply several times.
"In this way, you should also know the motive of the god of death?" Ian looked at Riddle's body hitting the wall everywhere. He no longer sneaked and made small moves and chose to let go of poor Riddle.
"Of course."
The "priestess" who raised his legs with long legs chuckled, "Everyone knows His motives, all His actions, all his layout and Everything you do has only one purpose. "
"That is... embrace this world, embrace the Creator who no one knows whether there exists or not." Her words are very tactful, but they are the little wizard. There was still a chill in my heart.
"Rumor!"
It was at this time.
The thunder blew up, like some kind of warning, suddenly appeared in the sky, but the sound was transmitted to the deep underground. The "priestess" who was still calm just now was panicked with a naked eye. "I've been warned."
She was a little regretful about why she made the mistake of not being able to control her mouth again.
"No matter what, Haierbo is indeed a trouble. The body of the dead crawled back to this world, and he had to use the characteristics of disaster and his own steal to touch the taboo realm."
The "priestess" changed the topic and sighed, but he didn't feel much concerned.
"You probably won't allow this kind of thing to happen." Ian noticed the attitude of the "priestess" and looked at the existence of the gods in confusion.
"If it is going to happen, then it should happen, and no one can stop fate." However, the "priestess" shook his head and showed an extremely Buddhist attitude.
Just when the little wizard frowned and was about to speak.
"I can't fight back!"
Finally, Riddle found his head and put his head on his neck, but couldn't do it any more, and shouted loudly in anger.
"Click~"
"Princesie" snapped her fingers.
Ridel's head fits back to his neck.
"Because your dirty soul has some value." A glance at Riddle in disgust, the "priestess" looked at the thoughtful little wizard in front of him again.
"Of course, if you don't stop it, maybe Haierbo will really change a lot of things." Obviously, this sentence is emphasizing Ian the consequences of letting Haierbo be ignored.
God knows why she still said that it doesn't matter, but she needs to give such a reminder.
"If Haierbo had done such a thing in history, even if we don't stop it, he should be unlikely to disturb any future."
"After all, , He is the past for us."
Ian was making up for it.
"If you don't come to this era, of course this is the case. However, you came and sent him the person he wanted. This is already creating a new future."
Wen Yan The "priestess" behind shook his head.
The tone is full of profound meaning.
"What does it mean?"
The little wizard's eyes narrowed.
"Ange, he needs to be like him, who should not appear to be his angels, and raise the throne of God for him, so that he can ignite the divine fire and reach the achievement that he should have failed at some time."
" Priestess” turned to look at Riddle who was spitting with the wall.
"Hairbo did not fool you. He really planned to share his glory with you, but it was you, as his angel, and as a "part" of himself, who shared this glory with him."< br>
"Look, this is the usual method used by many extremely evil beings. The sincerity they show is not false, but the victims are completely aware that the sincerity they see is not the whole."
The little wizard smiled awkwardly.
He felt that this goddess was biased.
But I don’t know how to refute it, so I rarely fall into silence. "Sorry, I wanted to ask since just now, who are you... With such means, such power, and such knowledge, you must have your name in history."
Ridel shook his head that had rolled on the ground for hundreds of times. He felt scared when he thought of his own experience just now. His eyes were extremely unkind and annoyed when he looked at the priestess.
I don’t know if Riddle wants to remember this revenge before avenging it.
In this regard.
The "priestess" didn't care.
Ian found a good reason to change the topic.
"She is one of the active gods of this era. Have you not seen Priest Ryan kneeling there for half an hour?" The little wizard pointed to Priest Ryan who had completely lost his presence.
Priest Ryan also made some noises and showed that he was not dead. However, Riddle did not look at him, and Riddle was still a little dizzy at this time. "Oh, so that's it, it's just a god... Well, that's no wonder." Riddle wanted to express his disdain first, but his dizzy head finally reacted.
He changed his words with a stiff expression.
So.
I pulled out a look that was even more ugly than crying and looked at the little wizard.
"When will we go back? Or can you bring me back first? I have a little longing for Azkaban. Really, Professor Dumbledore can definitely give me the punishment I deserve."
At one thing one.
Perhaps the experience after coming to this era was not only beyond the expectations of the little wizard Ian, but even Voldemort, who was sixteen years old, was unexpected.
He has never been as sincere as he is now.
Compared to this era.
Hogwarts, Dumbledore, and even Azkaban made him feel too missed. At least, there is no messy legendary wizard or gods or angels in that place.
I am only sixteen years old!
Even if I am the past of the Dark King! It's part of Voldemort! That can't stand it! Pull yourself in your heyday, and the magic of gnawing melons must be lost in this place!
The hell of a wild era!
Anyone who pulls a guy out in such a place may be able to go to the future generations to be a more qualified dark king than him - even this little wizard who is chasing him is more adaptable to this era than he does!
"You don't want to take me back to the trial, right?"
Ridel is not guilty. When he looked at the little wizard in front of him, he couldn't help but think that this little wizard likes to feed other Voldemort souls to one The fact of the evil phoenix.
This is not much better than Haierbo's operations.
If it weren't for no way out.
How could he run back from the Lotus?
Now.
Riddle felt that he could only believe that Hogwarts' "love and kindness" education was still as in place as before.
(This chapter ends)