Chapter 664 Revelation
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 664 Revelation
Following Voldemort's announcement, a new piece of information automatically appeared in the mind of the McGuffin's parchment system.
……
【Mission: World Devouring Old God · Mortal Insect · Apocalypse】
[Insect nests, insect walks, swarms of insects, all kinds of insects under the sound of the gods...]
[The ancient god slowly wakes up from the creeping flesh, the swarm of mortal insects, and the howling of the city...]
【It is the snake that devours the world, it is the python of the universe, it is ████...】
[The ambitious man, the undead... The man of the three pillars tried to break through the boundaries of mortal insects, using the remaining bones of the old gods to climb the untouchable and unspeakable realm...]
[The alternation of the old and new generations, the ignorant and ignorant generations fight each other, and the world trembles when the divine song resounds again...]
[The old gods will eventually return, and the ancient trees will still last forever, but the dusty bell after 1999 has already started ringing loudly from today under the prelude of the terrifying Great Demon King...]
[The incomprehensible things after 2000 years will spread all over the world, and all unknown centuries will be resurrected, and the dividing line between the old and new generations will be clear today. 】
【Look at that... This is the sign of the beginning of everything, the first revelation that IMA will rule the Quartet! 】
【Look... who will become the bait of mortal insects; who will survive the last battle in this old world; who will become the final winner, win all the glory, and wear the crown of blood and fire; who will lead to the road to the gods of the universe! 】
[Look at that... the magic power triggered by the collision of the two world dimensions will be scattered in all directions, the debris and fragments of the reflection of the world will reappear, and the fighting between mortals is inevitable...]
[Play it!Shenming! 】
[In the old city that is destined to be destroyed, there will be flesh and blood crawling, mortal insects fighting, and corpses running rampant... All of these, under the inspiration of the divine voice, will become the indispensable elements for transformation. 】
【——Let us greet the inevitable new generation with the bang of the chiming bell! 】
……
——shiri!
——What the hell is this?
McGuffin was dumbfounded.
— Riddler, get out of London!
Originally, the existence of Harry Voldemort made McGuffin feel dizzy for a while, but now the new information he got from the parchment system made him feel a little... It is not worth the loss to stimulate Voldemort.
He couldn't understand the meaning of the information given to him by this cheating riddle system at all.
Mortal worms—are they wizards and Muggles, or the Egyptian brain-eating worm transformed by Voldemort?
The cosmic snake-McGuffin is vaguely in the ancient wizard myths in the Hogwarts library, and seems to have heard of these things.
The ambitious, the power-hungry, and the man of the three pillars should refer to Voldemort. Does he want to become a god?
It's really as described in the literal sense, the whole apocalypse of the Riddler!
What a pit!
McGuffin speculated on the information to himself, but was still utterly bewildered.
At this time, Voldemort looked at McGuffin again from above, and he sneered, "Then let's start with you? McGuffin Albert..."
"Which side do you choose to stand on... Muggles, or submit to me."
"Of course, in response to your repeated interruptions, if you admit your stupidity... the magnanimous Lord Voldemort will give you a happy ending..."
"How about it!"
Harry Riddle sounded like a nice gentleman, but the words he said...showed that he was going to make an example of McGuffin—to make an example of him, to frighten others through his tragic end.
"Harry," Hagrid began to sob after seeing this, "oh, Harry, Harry..."
Obviously, the Mysterious Man's appearance in Harry's image worked quite well for Hagrid.
Voldemort stared intently at the little wizard with his red eyes from above, and the charm of the phoenix tail feather trembled in his hand... pointing at the MacGuffin.
McGuffin found this out.
"This proposal is not very good." McGuffin said slowly, "Voldemort, you must have paid a high price for being attached to Harry. I don't believe that Harry's consciousness has been completely wiped out by you, and the wand in your hand has not surrendered... This is the best proof!"
Voldemort didn't answer.
On the other hand, Hagrid stopped crying. Hearing what McGuffin said, he immediately expressed his agreement and said loudly, as if he had grasped at straws.
"Yes, Harry—Harry, he didn't die so easily. How could he die so easily..."
"Harry! Harry—"
Hagrid roared upwards, seemingly trying to wake Harry out of consciousness.
"Shut up! You idiot!"
woohoo-
Harry Riddle forced the trembling wand in his hand to spray out a sticky jelly like chewing gum, which directly stuck Hagrid's big mouth.
Let him hesitate and be unable to speak.
"Hagrid Ruburt...I heard that you and Harry are very good friends...That's good. When I finish dealing with the bastard Albert, I will stand on your body...It will be more conspicuous. Let people see their rumored savior boy, who has completely become my incarnation, my puppet..."
"That's a nice idea, isn't it?"
Then, Harry Riddle tensed his arms, staring at McGuffin with red eyes, the snake-shaped tattoo on his forehead seemed to come alive, emitting a strange green light, twisting and twisting.
His whole body was like a poisonous snake preparing to attack, brewing down its venom.
McGuffin took a deep breath, he summoned his magic power, and was alert to the sudden attack of the monster in Harry's body.
The fight was imminent, but none of them took the lead.
McGuffin was looking for Harry Riddle's flaws, because he really couldn't directly use those powerful and lethal curses like Fiendfire to deal with Harry's body.
"Voldemort, you are in such a state... you still have some strength, and you can cast a few spells with that wand that doesn't match you..." McGuffin tried mockingly.
"More than enough against you, and do you think I've brought such a city down to such a degree just for fun?" cried Voldemort, but still made no move.
He let out a sharp whistling sound.
"Come, my slaves..."
There was a rustling and running sound from other places on both sides of the street, like the sound of those strange-shaped corpses gathering in the surrounding area.
The MacGuffin and Harry Voldemort were still looking up and down at each other.
The surrounding crowd (especially Muggles) were already screaming and rushing into the Leaky Cauldron, and many wizards also took this opportunity to follow in.
The whole scene was chaotic and noisy, but McGuffin felt that only he and Harry Riddle existed in the whole world. He could feel the raging black magic power on that guy, suppressing another weak but inextinguishable magic power. He could even sense the breathing of that body.
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
"Quickly imprisoned!"
"Calling God Nightmare!"
"Soul out of the body!"
"All internal organs burned!"
Suddenly, McGuffin cast the spell almost at the same time as Harry Riddle,
In an instant, colorful spells shot back and forth from the tip of the wand, towards each other.
Harry Riddle is a MacGuffin who wants to torture more, so he didn't kill him.
And McGuffin can only cast some harmless confinement spells on Harry's body.
Once, twice... Some spells, deftly dodged by McGuffin,
But there were still some spells that directly hit McGuffin, but he relied on the [mechanical mind] formed by this [Occlumency] to directly shield his physical feelings,
In this way, directly launch the spell and attack Voldemort.
In the end, McGuffin carried a Cruciatus Curse abruptly, took a cold shot, and directly waved his wand to imprison Harry Riddle.
"Harry! Harry!"
Hagrid, who was on the side, finally freed his hand, rushed over, grabbed Harry tightly, and snatched Harry Riddle's disobedient phoenix tail feather wand.
"You think this is over? Albert, Ruburt..."
"Even if I'm caught without a fight, what can you do with me..."
"It's just a fragment of my will on Harry. It doesn't work at all. Can you really kill your friends?"
"What's more... look around? It's up to two to decide who wins and who loses." Harry Riddle said.
The living corpses in the surrounding streets all gathered together, rushing over like a tide of corpses.
The purpose of these monsters is extremely clear, and there are people behind them.
Just when Harry Riddell was extremely proud and felt that he was sure of winning, his complexion changed suddenly, and those red eyes suddenly separated...and became two pupils.
One of the pupils... the color of an emerald, let McGuffin and others immediately understand...
Harry is back!
"Harry!"
"Great, Harry! McGuffin was right, you're still alive..." Hagrid roared excitedly, shaking Harry's body.
"Don't be too happy, Potter..." Voldemort's consciousness was not far away from Harry's body, "You have to know that I will come back. You should know that the connection between Potter and me is far more intimate and close than anyone else..."
"Ah, damn Albus Dumbledore!" After Voldemort cursed angrily, the blood-colored pupil gradually deviated to the edge of the white of Harry's eyes, and slowly disappeared.
"what--"
Only then did Harry wake up in the true sense.
But McGuffin knew that the matter was far from over, and Voldemort's shadow was only temporarily away from Harry.
……
The entire magical secret realm, or the entire city of London after the fall... When Dumbledore and the others attacked the Ministry of Magic, they all came to life at once, and living corpses of various sizes and mutations rushed towards Albus Dumbledore and the others.
"These monsters are crazy."
Scrimgeour could only wave his wand, and summoned the Fiendfyre Curse again, black flames poured out forward, trying to stop the attack of the surging tide of corpses.
The other Aurors on the side took a strange look.
The fact that the new Minister of Magic uttered such words was obviously driven mad by these endless... living corpses that could never be wiped clean.
Although the Auror wizards, coupled with the firepower of the Muggles, allowed them to conquer the Ministry of Magic very smoothly.
It directly drove away the corpse nest that stayed above the Ministry of Magic, and then cracked the ground with a spell, opening a path leading to the dark and deep underground.
But Dumbledore's main purpose is the same as before, to destroy the pillar of flesh and blood floating over the Ministry of Magic, which does not belong to this world.
It is to destroy all the living corpses in the surrounding area, and completely eliminate Voldemort's anchor point in this world.
Only in this way can the city be saved, and then find a way to cover up this earth-shattering huge magical accident.
However, this is not the Middle Ages anymore. Facing such a huge catastrophic event in a city... Scrimgeour really can't think of any way to cover up the past.
But Dumbledore said mysteriously that after all this was over, he had his own way.
And he didn't know what method (it wasn't the Imperius Curse) to make those Muggle soldiers obey their orders willingly,
From this point of view, he is not much better than Voldemort, and Scrimgeour now has a little understanding of why Cornelius Fudge resisted Dumbledore so much, and had to expect the old guy's help.
While Scrimgeour was secretly watching Dumbledore next to him, the Auror striker team who was attacking the Ministry of Magic's striker... suddenly discovered something.
"Minister, Mr. Dumbledore, you must come down and see... We found something... something we don't know what to do with. Need you to see for yourself..."
So Dumbledore and Scrimgeour, who were originally in charge of defense on the ground and eliminated the tide of corpses, took turns with several Auror strikers after eliminating the latest wave of corpses. Through the tunnel, they quickly came to the main hall of the Fountain Square, which originally belonged to the Ministry of Magic.
The originally resplendent reception area, used to welcome wizard employees and visitors from all over the world, has lost its original splendor.
The polished dark wooden floor has already been covered with a layer of blood and bone to form a blanket of flesh.
This thing is wriggling all the time, and it feels soft and slippery when stepped on.
They are alive, like a giant mouth that devours their lives.
The peacock-blue ceiling, inlaid with gleaming golden symbols, also disappeared, replaced by strips of fleshy tentacles like roots,
They are densely spread all over the sky, hanging from there, swaying slightly,
Drum and drum, still expanding and shrinking.
And the rows of gold-plated fireplaces on both sides of the main hall have fallen into silence, covered with egg-shaped fleshy objects.
Ribbon-like banners like frog eggs, presenting a blood-colored translucent texture,
One by one wrapped around those fireplaces.
That's not what the Auror wanted Dumbledore to see, though.
Instead, inside those fireplaces, surrounded by those egg-shaped banners... there are some more conspicuous eggshells.
They have a translucent, amber-like texture.
Floating in the solution inside that eggshell are some...
Some wizards and muggles.
(End of this chapter)
Following Voldemort's announcement, a new piece of information automatically appeared in the mind of the McGuffin's parchment system.
……
【Mission: World Devouring Old God · Mortal Insect · Apocalypse】
[Insect nests, insect walks, swarms of insects, all kinds of insects under the sound of the gods...]
[The ancient god slowly wakes up from the creeping flesh, the swarm of mortal insects, and the howling of the city...]
【It is the snake that devours the world, it is the python of the universe, it is ████...】
[The ambitious man, the undead... The man of the three pillars tried to break through the boundaries of mortal insects, using the remaining bones of the old gods to climb the untouchable and unspeakable realm...]
[The alternation of the old and new generations, the ignorant and ignorant generations fight each other, and the world trembles when the divine song resounds again...]
[The old gods will eventually return, and the ancient trees will still last forever, but the dusty bell after 1999 has already started ringing loudly from today under the prelude of the terrifying Great Demon King...]
[The incomprehensible things after 2000 years will spread all over the world, and all unknown centuries will be resurrected, and the dividing line between the old and new generations will be clear today. 】
【Look at that... This is the sign of the beginning of everything, the first revelation that IMA will rule the Quartet! 】
【Look... who will become the bait of mortal insects; who will survive the last battle in this old world; who will become the final winner, win all the glory, and wear the crown of blood and fire; who will lead to the road to the gods of the universe! 】
[Look at that... the magic power triggered by the collision of the two world dimensions will be scattered in all directions, the debris and fragments of the reflection of the world will reappear, and the fighting between mortals is inevitable...]
[Play it!Shenming! 】
[In the old city that is destined to be destroyed, there will be flesh and blood crawling, mortal insects fighting, and corpses running rampant... All of these, under the inspiration of the divine voice, will become the indispensable elements for transformation. 】
【——Let us greet the inevitable new generation with the bang of the chiming bell! 】
……
——shiri!
——What the hell is this?
McGuffin was dumbfounded.
— Riddler, get out of London!
Originally, the existence of Harry Voldemort made McGuffin feel dizzy for a while, but now the new information he got from the parchment system made him feel a little... It is not worth the loss to stimulate Voldemort.
He couldn't understand the meaning of the information given to him by this cheating riddle system at all.
Mortal worms—are they wizards and Muggles, or the Egyptian brain-eating worm transformed by Voldemort?
The cosmic snake-McGuffin is vaguely in the ancient wizard myths in the Hogwarts library, and seems to have heard of these things.
The ambitious, the power-hungry, and the man of the three pillars should refer to Voldemort. Does he want to become a god?
It's really as described in the literal sense, the whole apocalypse of the Riddler!
What a pit!
McGuffin speculated on the information to himself, but was still utterly bewildered.
At this time, Voldemort looked at McGuffin again from above, and he sneered, "Then let's start with you? McGuffin Albert..."
"Which side do you choose to stand on... Muggles, or submit to me."
"Of course, in response to your repeated interruptions, if you admit your stupidity... the magnanimous Lord Voldemort will give you a happy ending..."
"How about it!"
Harry Riddle sounded like a nice gentleman, but the words he said...showed that he was going to make an example of McGuffin—to make an example of him, to frighten others through his tragic end.
"Harry," Hagrid began to sob after seeing this, "oh, Harry, Harry..."
Obviously, the Mysterious Man's appearance in Harry's image worked quite well for Hagrid.
Voldemort stared intently at the little wizard with his red eyes from above, and the charm of the phoenix tail feather trembled in his hand... pointing at the MacGuffin.
McGuffin found this out.
"This proposal is not very good." McGuffin said slowly, "Voldemort, you must have paid a high price for being attached to Harry. I don't believe that Harry's consciousness has been completely wiped out by you, and the wand in your hand has not surrendered... This is the best proof!"
Voldemort didn't answer.
On the other hand, Hagrid stopped crying. Hearing what McGuffin said, he immediately expressed his agreement and said loudly, as if he had grasped at straws.
"Yes, Harry—Harry, he didn't die so easily. How could he die so easily..."
"Harry! Harry—"
Hagrid roared upwards, seemingly trying to wake Harry out of consciousness.
"Shut up! You idiot!"
woohoo-
Harry Riddle forced the trembling wand in his hand to spray out a sticky jelly like chewing gum, which directly stuck Hagrid's big mouth.
Let him hesitate and be unable to speak.
"Hagrid Ruburt...I heard that you and Harry are very good friends...That's good. When I finish dealing with the bastard Albert, I will stand on your body...It will be more conspicuous. Let people see their rumored savior boy, who has completely become my incarnation, my puppet..."
"That's a nice idea, isn't it?"
Then, Harry Riddle tensed his arms, staring at McGuffin with red eyes, the snake-shaped tattoo on his forehead seemed to come alive, emitting a strange green light, twisting and twisting.
His whole body was like a poisonous snake preparing to attack, brewing down its venom.
McGuffin took a deep breath, he summoned his magic power, and was alert to the sudden attack of the monster in Harry's body.
The fight was imminent, but none of them took the lead.
McGuffin was looking for Harry Riddle's flaws, because he really couldn't directly use those powerful and lethal curses like Fiendfire to deal with Harry's body.
"Voldemort, you are in such a state... you still have some strength, and you can cast a few spells with that wand that doesn't match you..." McGuffin tried mockingly.
"More than enough against you, and do you think I've brought such a city down to such a degree just for fun?" cried Voldemort, but still made no move.
He let out a sharp whistling sound.
"Come, my slaves..."
There was a rustling and running sound from other places on both sides of the street, like the sound of those strange-shaped corpses gathering in the surrounding area.
The MacGuffin and Harry Voldemort were still looking up and down at each other.
The surrounding crowd (especially Muggles) were already screaming and rushing into the Leaky Cauldron, and many wizards also took this opportunity to follow in.
The whole scene was chaotic and noisy, but McGuffin felt that only he and Harry Riddle existed in the whole world. He could feel the raging black magic power on that guy, suppressing another weak but inextinguishable magic power. He could even sense the breathing of that body.
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
"Quickly imprisoned!"
"Calling God Nightmare!"
"Soul out of the body!"
"All internal organs burned!"
Suddenly, McGuffin cast the spell almost at the same time as Harry Riddle,
In an instant, colorful spells shot back and forth from the tip of the wand, towards each other.
Harry Riddle is a MacGuffin who wants to torture more, so he didn't kill him.
And McGuffin can only cast some harmless confinement spells on Harry's body.
Once, twice... Some spells, deftly dodged by McGuffin,
But there were still some spells that directly hit McGuffin, but he relied on the [mechanical mind] formed by this [Occlumency] to directly shield his physical feelings,
In this way, directly launch the spell and attack Voldemort.
In the end, McGuffin carried a Cruciatus Curse abruptly, took a cold shot, and directly waved his wand to imprison Harry Riddle.
"Harry! Harry!"
Hagrid, who was on the side, finally freed his hand, rushed over, grabbed Harry tightly, and snatched Harry Riddle's disobedient phoenix tail feather wand.
"You think this is over? Albert, Ruburt..."
"Even if I'm caught without a fight, what can you do with me..."
"It's just a fragment of my will on Harry. It doesn't work at all. Can you really kill your friends?"
"What's more... look around? It's up to two to decide who wins and who loses." Harry Riddle said.
The living corpses in the surrounding streets all gathered together, rushing over like a tide of corpses.
The purpose of these monsters is extremely clear, and there are people behind them.
Just when Harry Riddell was extremely proud and felt that he was sure of winning, his complexion changed suddenly, and those red eyes suddenly separated...and became two pupils.
One of the pupils... the color of an emerald, let McGuffin and others immediately understand...
Harry is back!
"Harry!"
"Great, Harry! McGuffin was right, you're still alive..." Hagrid roared excitedly, shaking Harry's body.
"Don't be too happy, Potter..." Voldemort's consciousness was not far away from Harry's body, "You have to know that I will come back. You should know that the connection between Potter and me is far more intimate and close than anyone else..."
"Ah, damn Albus Dumbledore!" After Voldemort cursed angrily, the blood-colored pupil gradually deviated to the edge of the white of Harry's eyes, and slowly disappeared.
"what--"
Only then did Harry wake up in the true sense.
But McGuffin knew that the matter was far from over, and Voldemort's shadow was only temporarily away from Harry.
……
The entire magical secret realm, or the entire city of London after the fall... When Dumbledore and the others attacked the Ministry of Magic, they all came to life at once, and living corpses of various sizes and mutations rushed towards Albus Dumbledore and the others.
"These monsters are crazy."
Scrimgeour could only wave his wand, and summoned the Fiendfyre Curse again, black flames poured out forward, trying to stop the attack of the surging tide of corpses.
The other Aurors on the side took a strange look.
The fact that the new Minister of Magic uttered such words was obviously driven mad by these endless... living corpses that could never be wiped clean.
Although the Auror wizards, coupled with the firepower of the Muggles, allowed them to conquer the Ministry of Magic very smoothly.
It directly drove away the corpse nest that stayed above the Ministry of Magic, and then cracked the ground with a spell, opening a path leading to the dark and deep underground.
But Dumbledore's main purpose is the same as before, to destroy the pillar of flesh and blood floating over the Ministry of Magic, which does not belong to this world.
It is to destroy all the living corpses in the surrounding area, and completely eliminate Voldemort's anchor point in this world.
Only in this way can the city be saved, and then find a way to cover up this earth-shattering huge magical accident.
However, this is not the Middle Ages anymore. Facing such a huge catastrophic event in a city... Scrimgeour really can't think of any way to cover up the past.
But Dumbledore said mysteriously that after all this was over, he had his own way.
And he didn't know what method (it wasn't the Imperius Curse) to make those Muggle soldiers obey their orders willingly,
From this point of view, he is not much better than Voldemort, and Scrimgeour now has a little understanding of why Cornelius Fudge resisted Dumbledore so much, and had to expect the old guy's help.
While Scrimgeour was secretly watching Dumbledore next to him, the Auror striker team who was attacking the Ministry of Magic's striker... suddenly discovered something.
"Minister, Mr. Dumbledore, you must come down and see... We found something... something we don't know what to do with. Need you to see for yourself..."
So Dumbledore and Scrimgeour, who were originally in charge of defense on the ground and eliminated the tide of corpses, took turns with several Auror strikers after eliminating the latest wave of corpses. Through the tunnel, they quickly came to the main hall of the Fountain Square, which originally belonged to the Ministry of Magic.
The originally resplendent reception area, used to welcome wizard employees and visitors from all over the world, has lost its original splendor.
The polished dark wooden floor has already been covered with a layer of blood and bone to form a blanket of flesh.
This thing is wriggling all the time, and it feels soft and slippery when stepped on.
They are alive, like a giant mouth that devours their lives.
The peacock-blue ceiling, inlaid with gleaming golden symbols, also disappeared, replaced by strips of fleshy tentacles like roots,
They are densely spread all over the sky, hanging from there, swaying slightly,
Drum and drum, still expanding and shrinking.
And the rows of gold-plated fireplaces on both sides of the main hall have fallen into silence, covered with egg-shaped fleshy objects.
Ribbon-like banners like frog eggs, presenting a blood-colored translucent texture,
One by one wrapped around those fireplaces.
That's not what the Auror wanted Dumbledore to see, though.
Instead, inside those fireplaces, surrounded by those egg-shaped banners... there are some more conspicuous eggshells.
They have a translucent, amber-like texture.
Floating in the solution inside that eggshell are some...
Some wizards and muggles.
(End of this chapter)
