Chapter 682: Yemengard (3)
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 682 Yemengard ([-])
But the battle is far from over, or has just begun.
Perhaps Voldemort could no longer bear this stalemate,
Those swarms of insects that had been blasted away... were like gods of death, swooping down from the sky wave after wave, and instead attacked his allies and servants frantically and fatally...
Those evil and cruel monster slave armies were gnawed into bones one by one and scattered on the ground.
The entire battlefield came to a standstill.
McGuffin and the others stood on the city wall, staring dumbfounded at the scene where Voldemort went berserk.
Only Dumbledore's face became more serious.
He suddenly rang the big bell beside him, loudly calling all the wizards to return to the fortress.
——Boom! ——hum!
The bell continued to roar and echo.
On the battlefield... Gradually, strands of rope-like smoke extended from the corpses one by one and rose towards the sky.
This--
McGuffin shook hands hastily subconsciously,
——He did not wear the ring of [Curse of Echo Blue].
And not only him, but other people around can also see the change of this scene.
His heart seemed to be firmly grasped by a pair of iron hands, almost stagnant beating,
McGuffin looked up.
really--
Those two pairs of huge green eyeballs are like a hill, looking down in the huge black shadow.
The mouth of the abyss is full of giant teeth, opening and swallowing the magic power that floats like kelp on the battlefield,
One by one, one by one... don't let go of a little bit.
The monster greedily absorbed the magic power of Voldemort's sacrifice.
Jormungandr, the unspeakable, indescribable ancient god——
It really came to this world.
"Low your head!" Dumbledore snarled, and the voice echoed over the entire fortress.
"Everyone, don't look up, you should immediately return to the volcanic cave..."
As he spoke, he pressed the MacGuffin's head down firmly.
Pulling McGuffin in big strides, Black and the others left the tower and quickly moved towards the inner city wall.
"Quick, quick!"
Dumbledore's voice had never been so flustered, which also made many wizards who didn't know what to do.
Some Muggle soldiers and wizards did not heed Dumbledore's advice, and peeked at the sky... Yemengard, who was already alive, took a look,
Then the whole body began to burn, the skin burst open, and strands of impenetrable green magic flames leaked out from inside,
Their eye sockets became black holes, and their eyeballs were burned to ashes in an instant, and the green smoke came out of them one by one... It was exactly the same as on the battlefield over there,
All the magic power contained in those bodies was also ruthlessly squeezed by the old gods above the sky, until they turned into a white bone skeleton with shriveled skin.
Seeing such an end, everyone knew that something was wrong. Everyone lowered their heads and watched the fast forward, but no one cared about the monsters running around with their heads covered.
For a moment, this brutal and cruel battle ended in such a sloppy manner.
Everyone present became ants under the gods, sacrifices of Voldemort...
chi-ca-ca-ca-
Chi——
An inexplicable strange sound began to ring from above the sky.
McGuffin's heart was suddenly extremely depressed. Although he couldn't know what changed above, he didn't even know what a good thing was.
He, Black, Mr. Weasley, and Dumbledore and others moved forward rapidly, rushing towards the entrance of the tunnel where they came from the underground lava tunnel.
Soon, he passed beside those lava flows, and jumped into the cave under the bright red and yellow lights.
At this time, they were finally relieved.
"Albus, up there...that thing..." Blake panted heavily, asking again and again.
"Albert, you explain..."
After Dumbledore entrusted the responsibility of explanation to McGuffin, he turned around and held up his wand, pointing on one side of the cave wall, as if he was looking for something.
When McGuffin told Weasley and Blake the incredible concept of 'God'.
Dumbledore's stiff, expressionless JOJO tough guy face finally showed a few smiles.
"found it--"
He picked up his fist and hammered the wall of the cave.
Then directly, inserted into the rock wall, pulled out an iron chain as thick as a finger, and then tapped it with the Elder Wand.
The iron chain shone brightly, and various red runes swirled and rotated on it, as if sending a signal... one after another flashed quickly.
Before McGuffin and the others could say anything, iron chains slowly emerged on the walls around the volcanic cave, like a trap or an iron prison, surrounding them from top to bottom in all directions.
After that, another strange spell sounded in the tunnel.
McGuffin could barely understand two words, '...movement, and aggregation! '
Before he could figure out what Dumbledore was doing, the whole tunnel began to vibrate suddenly, and the chains moved and pulled fast like water in a pipe or light.
A feeling of dizziness, when McGuffin and the others reacted, they found that they were already in a strange place.
A strange and unknown hole appeared before their eyes.
A stream of bright red light is shining into the tunnel from outside the hole.
"Let's go!"
Dumbledore entered inside with several people.
A lava lake appeared in McGuffin's eyes.
The location they are in is a huge underground cavern, like the bottom of the three volcanoes in this fortress, or maybe the central location...
McGuffin had such an idea because he saw that the underground cave was upside down like a giant egg. In the center below was the lava lake with invisible edges, and the surrounding rock walls... were densely packed with holes, and there were some bewildered Muggles and wizards standing in twos and threes.
They looked at each other with McGuffin and Dumbledore, looking at each other.
It seems that the soldiers who survived the catastrophe above were all gathered here from the entrances of different volcanic tunnels by Dumbledore's spell.
Under everyone's bewildered eyes, Dumbledore waved his wand again, and the magma lava lake began to surge.
Countless chains protrude from each hole, like thousands of tentacles... extending into a spider web above the lava lake.
Then, in the lava lake, tree roots as thick as buses shot up from the magma, supporting the spider web like load-bearing pillars.
The chains gathered more and more, like knitting a sweater. After a while, a cross bridge of various chains was formed over the entire lava lake, and a chain platform in the center of the lava lake.
After seeing Dumbledore strolling forward with McGuffin and others and arriving on the platform,
Others also began to tentatively step onto the chain bridges step by step, heading towards the suspended platform in the center of the cave.
After a while, like the flag-raising ceremony of primary and secondary schools, the platform was filled with terrified wizards, Aurors, and Muggle soldiers.
Afterwards, Dumbledore led the crowd along the iron chain tunnels... to the center of the three volcanoes above one by one, where there were tangled and huge tree roots, which were like a group of divergent tentacles, bulging and surging to continuously absorb the energy in the magma of the lava lakes under the volcano.
He waved his wand one by one and chanted an unknown spell, causing the roots to retreat back into the magma flow, shrinking...until they disappeared.
At this time, Arthur Weasley and the other Aurors realized...their six months of fighting on this ancient relic battlefield have always been to protect these things.
"Albus? What the hell is this thing for? I thought Voldemort had some more dire plans..." Arthur Weasley asked.
At this time, Dumbledore had brought their group to the underground cave similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome.
Dumbledore stopped in his tracks, and he looked back at the faces flickering in the golden candlelight, each with a puzzled expression.
Some even put dissatisfaction and suspicion on their faces, staring angrily at Dumbledore.
"I know you have a lot of doubts!" Dumbledore had to stop and explain to people the specific reasons why they stayed in the battlefield of the ancient wizard ruins and fought with Voldemort's legion for half a year.
"The roots of the World Tree stay in the three craters, and they grow by absorbing the energy and magic power in the magma. In order to deal with Voldemort and save the world... the power of the World Tree is essential."
"And that place is also the center of this world of ancient fragments, occupying it... Voldemort will have to attack again and again in order to complete his magical rituals."
"If what you said is the truth, why did you give up so easily..." An Auror stood up from behind and asked.
"It's not easy to give up, but part of our goal has been achieved... Voldemort's magic ceremony has a time limit, and he has been forced to call out that terrifying figure in advance..."
"This also means that the Dark Lord's plan has loopholes...it's not so perfect."
Dumbledore explained it this way.
However, when this old muscular guy brought up this matter, he still deliberately avoided the giant python of [Jomengard], the name and existence of the old god.
McGuffin can be sure that although the old fox is not lying, he will not tell the whole truth.
"What plan!" Blake asked hoarsely.
Dumbledore pointed to the top of his head,
"Voldemort, he... wants to be a god, wants to replace a god!"
Everyone immediately whispered and spoke loudly, as if this could relieve their confusion and panic.
Then, Dumbledore explained to everyone what he and Scrimgeour saw related to Voldemort in the original site of the Ministry of Magic in London, the three walls engraved on the tree of flesh and blood on the triangular prism.
"If he wants to become a god, Voldemort must need the three most important sacrifices."
"Hisself, his old restored shell...it was himself."
"One of his horcruxes, that poor woman Nagia with the deep blood curse...it's the servants required in the ritual, and the inconsistent body."
"and also……"
"What else?" Black asked impatiently. He realized that Dumbledore's meaning was still unfinished, and when he thought of all the things he had encountered since he came to this world, he began to feel very uneasy.
"And Harry... eh, Professor?" McGuffin spoke back.
He finally figured out what the riddle on the parchment system, the so-called "Three Pillars Man" was.
The crowd became noisier, and the whole scene boiled uncontrollably.
Especially on the faces of the wizards, they couldn't believe everything Dumbledore said,
The name Harry Potter, to Britain, which was ravaged by Voldemort, and the modern European wizarding world...is a golden signboard with a very far-reaching influence.
They couldn't imagine Harry Potter transformed into Voldemort, cruel enough to sow fear among the crowd.
"Isn't that so!? Professor Dumbledore... Harry... how could he..." Mr. Arthur Weasley, who had become taciturn, also asked Dumbledore in a trembling voice.
"It's true! Harry was indeed one of the sacrifices, and will be one of the pillars for Voldemort to become a god."
"In the ritual, he will be sacrificed as an enemy of Voldemort... His body will also become the embodiment of Voldemort."
Dumbledore continued,
"A catastrophe that swept across a city... a huge area of the real world, and the lives of almost all of his servants... plus three pillars of existence... This is Voldemort's plan to replace God in vain."
"I do not believe!"
Following Black's denial, scattered voices from the crowd echoed the cry, expressing their own disbelief.
"Black!... From the ancient black magic resurrection rituals, you can also see very similar elements... Everything I said is true." Dumbledore said.
"But fortunately, through the efforts of all of us, there is a flaw in Voldemort's plan...Harry is a breakthrough..."
"What breach!?" McGuffin asked.
"Voldemort relies on a special connection to Harry...to take possession of Harry's body, but we can also rely on this connection to reverse his magical rituals and use this opportunity to completely destroy him."
Arthur Weasley said, "How do you know all this, Professor Dumbledore."
"There are signs of all this. As long as you follow the traces left by Voldemort, you will know what he will think..."
"Magic will leave its own unique traces in this world."
Then, Dumbledore turned around and mentioned other things,
"Okay, we should hurry to Diagon Alley..."
"We must inform others... of what happened on that battlefield. Presumably no one will stand by Voldemort knowing how he treats his servants."
"As well as Scrimgeour, and Professor McGonagall, they should also move the floating mountain, which is where the Ministry of Magic is now stationed... there. We must unite all forces to deal with Voldemort at this time..."
After finishing speaking, Dumbledore led everyone along the aisle of the ruins similar to the Colosseum style, and found a passage tunnel in a place that no one could have imagined, and came to the ground.
Came to the [New Diagon Alley] like a mobile fortress.
(End of this chapter)
But the battle is far from over, or has just begun.
Perhaps Voldemort could no longer bear this stalemate,
Those swarms of insects that had been blasted away... were like gods of death, swooping down from the sky wave after wave, and instead attacked his allies and servants frantically and fatally...
Those evil and cruel monster slave armies were gnawed into bones one by one and scattered on the ground.
The entire battlefield came to a standstill.
McGuffin and the others stood on the city wall, staring dumbfounded at the scene where Voldemort went berserk.
Only Dumbledore's face became more serious.
He suddenly rang the big bell beside him, loudly calling all the wizards to return to the fortress.
——Boom! ——hum!
The bell continued to roar and echo.
On the battlefield... Gradually, strands of rope-like smoke extended from the corpses one by one and rose towards the sky.
This--
McGuffin shook hands hastily subconsciously,
——He did not wear the ring of [Curse of Echo Blue].
And not only him, but other people around can also see the change of this scene.
His heart seemed to be firmly grasped by a pair of iron hands, almost stagnant beating,
McGuffin looked up.
really--
Those two pairs of huge green eyeballs are like a hill, looking down in the huge black shadow.
The mouth of the abyss is full of giant teeth, opening and swallowing the magic power that floats like kelp on the battlefield,
One by one, one by one... don't let go of a little bit.
The monster greedily absorbed the magic power of Voldemort's sacrifice.
Jormungandr, the unspeakable, indescribable ancient god——
It really came to this world.
"Low your head!" Dumbledore snarled, and the voice echoed over the entire fortress.
"Everyone, don't look up, you should immediately return to the volcanic cave..."
As he spoke, he pressed the MacGuffin's head down firmly.
Pulling McGuffin in big strides, Black and the others left the tower and quickly moved towards the inner city wall.
"Quick, quick!"
Dumbledore's voice had never been so flustered, which also made many wizards who didn't know what to do.
Some Muggle soldiers and wizards did not heed Dumbledore's advice, and peeked at the sky... Yemengard, who was already alive, took a look,
Then the whole body began to burn, the skin burst open, and strands of impenetrable green magic flames leaked out from inside,
Their eye sockets became black holes, and their eyeballs were burned to ashes in an instant, and the green smoke came out of them one by one... It was exactly the same as on the battlefield over there,
All the magic power contained in those bodies was also ruthlessly squeezed by the old gods above the sky, until they turned into a white bone skeleton with shriveled skin.
Seeing such an end, everyone knew that something was wrong. Everyone lowered their heads and watched the fast forward, but no one cared about the monsters running around with their heads covered.
For a moment, this brutal and cruel battle ended in such a sloppy manner.
Everyone present became ants under the gods, sacrifices of Voldemort...
chi-ca-ca-ca-
Chi——
An inexplicable strange sound began to ring from above the sky.
McGuffin's heart was suddenly extremely depressed. Although he couldn't know what changed above, he didn't even know what a good thing was.
He, Black, Mr. Weasley, and Dumbledore and others moved forward rapidly, rushing towards the entrance of the tunnel where they came from the underground lava tunnel.
Soon, he passed beside those lava flows, and jumped into the cave under the bright red and yellow lights.
At this time, they were finally relieved.
"Albus, up there...that thing..." Blake panted heavily, asking again and again.
"Albert, you explain..."
After Dumbledore entrusted the responsibility of explanation to McGuffin, he turned around and held up his wand, pointing on one side of the cave wall, as if he was looking for something.
When McGuffin told Weasley and Blake the incredible concept of 'God'.
Dumbledore's stiff, expressionless JOJO tough guy face finally showed a few smiles.
"found it--"
He picked up his fist and hammered the wall of the cave.
Then directly, inserted into the rock wall, pulled out an iron chain as thick as a finger, and then tapped it with the Elder Wand.
The iron chain shone brightly, and various red runes swirled and rotated on it, as if sending a signal... one after another flashed quickly.
Before McGuffin and the others could say anything, iron chains slowly emerged on the walls around the volcanic cave, like a trap or an iron prison, surrounding them from top to bottom in all directions.
After that, another strange spell sounded in the tunnel.
McGuffin could barely understand two words, '...movement, and aggregation! '
Before he could figure out what Dumbledore was doing, the whole tunnel began to vibrate suddenly, and the chains moved and pulled fast like water in a pipe or light.
A feeling of dizziness, when McGuffin and the others reacted, they found that they were already in a strange place.
A strange and unknown hole appeared before their eyes.
A stream of bright red light is shining into the tunnel from outside the hole.
"Let's go!"
Dumbledore entered inside with several people.
A lava lake appeared in McGuffin's eyes.
The location they are in is a huge underground cavern, like the bottom of the three volcanoes in this fortress, or maybe the central location...
McGuffin had such an idea because he saw that the underground cave was upside down like a giant egg. In the center below was the lava lake with invisible edges, and the surrounding rock walls... were densely packed with holes, and there were some bewildered Muggles and wizards standing in twos and threes.
They looked at each other with McGuffin and Dumbledore, looking at each other.
It seems that the soldiers who survived the catastrophe above were all gathered here from the entrances of different volcanic tunnels by Dumbledore's spell.
Under everyone's bewildered eyes, Dumbledore waved his wand again, and the magma lava lake began to surge.
Countless chains protrude from each hole, like thousands of tentacles... extending into a spider web above the lava lake.
Then, in the lava lake, tree roots as thick as buses shot up from the magma, supporting the spider web like load-bearing pillars.
The chains gathered more and more, like knitting a sweater. After a while, a cross bridge of various chains was formed over the entire lava lake, and a chain platform in the center of the lava lake.
After seeing Dumbledore strolling forward with McGuffin and others and arriving on the platform,
Others also began to tentatively step onto the chain bridges step by step, heading towards the suspended platform in the center of the cave.
After a while, like the flag-raising ceremony of primary and secondary schools, the platform was filled with terrified wizards, Aurors, and Muggle soldiers.
Afterwards, Dumbledore led the crowd along the iron chain tunnels... to the center of the three volcanoes above one by one, where there were tangled and huge tree roots, which were like a group of divergent tentacles, bulging and surging to continuously absorb the energy in the magma of the lava lakes under the volcano.
He waved his wand one by one and chanted an unknown spell, causing the roots to retreat back into the magma flow, shrinking...until they disappeared.
At this time, Arthur Weasley and the other Aurors realized...their six months of fighting on this ancient relic battlefield have always been to protect these things.
"Albus? What the hell is this thing for? I thought Voldemort had some more dire plans..." Arthur Weasley asked.
At this time, Dumbledore had brought their group to the underground cave similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome.
Dumbledore stopped in his tracks, and he looked back at the faces flickering in the golden candlelight, each with a puzzled expression.
Some even put dissatisfaction and suspicion on their faces, staring angrily at Dumbledore.
"I know you have a lot of doubts!" Dumbledore had to stop and explain to people the specific reasons why they stayed in the battlefield of the ancient wizard ruins and fought with Voldemort's legion for half a year.
"The roots of the World Tree stay in the three craters, and they grow by absorbing the energy and magic power in the magma. In order to deal with Voldemort and save the world... the power of the World Tree is essential."
"And that place is also the center of this world of ancient fragments, occupying it... Voldemort will have to attack again and again in order to complete his magical rituals."
"If what you said is the truth, why did you give up so easily..." An Auror stood up from behind and asked.
"It's not easy to give up, but part of our goal has been achieved... Voldemort's magic ceremony has a time limit, and he has been forced to call out that terrifying figure in advance..."
"This also means that the Dark Lord's plan has loopholes...it's not so perfect."
Dumbledore explained it this way.
However, when this old muscular guy brought up this matter, he still deliberately avoided the giant python of [Jomengard], the name and existence of the old god.
McGuffin can be sure that although the old fox is not lying, he will not tell the whole truth.
"What plan!" Blake asked hoarsely.
Dumbledore pointed to the top of his head,
"Voldemort, he... wants to be a god, wants to replace a god!"
Everyone immediately whispered and spoke loudly, as if this could relieve their confusion and panic.
Then, Dumbledore explained to everyone what he and Scrimgeour saw related to Voldemort in the original site of the Ministry of Magic in London, the three walls engraved on the tree of flesh and blood on the triangular prism.
"If he wants to become a god, Voldemort must need the three most important sacrifices."
"Hisself, his old restored shell...it was himself."
"One of his horcruxes, that poor woman Nagia with the deep blood curse...it's the servants required in the ritual, and the inconsistent body."
"and also……"
"What else?" Black asked impatiently. He realized that Dumbledore's meaning was still unfinished, and when he thought of all the things he had encountered since he came to this world, he began to feel very uneasy.
"And Harry... eh, Professor?" McGuffin spoke back.
He finally figured out what the riddle on the parchment system, the so-called "Three Pillars Man" was.
The crowd became noisier, and the whole scene boiled uncontrollably.
Especially on the faces of the wizards, they couldn't believe everything Dumbledore said,
The name Harry Potter, to Britain, which was ravaged by Voldemort, and the modern European wizarding world...is a golden signboard with a very far-reaching influence.
They couldn't imagine Harry Potter transformed into Voldemort, cruel enough to sow fear among the crowd.
"Isn't that so!? Professor Dumbledore... Harry... how could he..." Mr. Arthur Weasley, who had become taciturn, also asked Dumbledore in a trembling voice.
"It's true! Harry was indeed one of the sacrifices, and will be one of the pillars for Voldemort to become a god."
"In the ritual, he will be sacrificed as an enemy of Voldemort... His body will also become the embodiment of Voldemort."
Dumbledore continued,
"A catastrophe that swept across a city... a huge area of the real world, and the lives of almost all of his servants... plus three pillars of existence... This is Voldemort's plan to replace God in vain."
"I do not believe!"
Following Black's denial, scattered voices from the crowd echoed the cry, expressing their own disbelief.
"Black!... From the ancient black magic resurrection rituals, you can also see very similar elements... Everything I said is true." Dumbledore said.
"But fortunately, through the efforts of all of us, there is a flaw in Voldemort's plan...Harry is a breakthrough..."
"What breach!?" McGuffin asked.
"Voldemort relies on a special connection to Harry...to take possession of Harry's body, but we can also rely on this connection to reverse his magical rituals and use this opportunity to completely destroy him."
Arthur Weasley said, "How do you know all this, Professor Dumbledore."
"There are signs of all this. As long as you follow the traces left by Voldemort, you will know what he will think..."
"Magic will leave its own unique traces in this world."
Then, Dumbledore turned around and mentioned other things,
"Okay, we should hurry to Diagon Alley..."
"We must inform others... of what happened on that battlefield. Presumably no one will stand by Voldemort knowing how he treats his servants."
"As well as Scrimgeour, and Professor McGonagall, they should also move the floating mountain, which is where the Ministry of Magic is now stationed... there. We must unite all forces to deal with Voldemort at this time..."
After finishing speaking, Dumbledore led everyone along the aisle of the ruins similar to the Colosseum style, and found a passage tunnel in a place that no one could have imagined, and came to the ground.
Came to the [New Diagon Alley] like a mobile fortress.
(End of this chapter)
