Chapter 722: Zero Year Error

In the deep underground palace of the tomb, there are many traces of ancient civilization that Ens has never seen before. There are long tomb passages full of unknown characters, huge stone doors half-opened and half-closed, and huge murals one after another.

Along the way, Erns looked around back and forth with his light-diffusing wand, feeling quite dizzy. Everything here seemed to him to have come to another world.

He even discovered a strange formation that almost covered the entire tomb in the center of the underground palace.

Look at the middle of the formation, an old floor-to-ceiling mirror is placed there so quietly, and the countless dark blue silk threads around it clearly show that the formation is still in operation.

Since the tomb looked too suspicious, and Erns thought that Malfoy should have walked ahead of him, he never thought of going in and taking a closer look.

After a quick walk, Ensi carried the broomstick that accompanied him all the way, hurried through several tombs, and finally stepped into the huge main tomb located in the deepest part of the underground palace.

Then, he was completely shocked by the astonishing black monument.

This... what is this?

The main crypt was already frighteningly large, and even the light of the magic wand's light spell could not reach the top, so when I looked up, I could only see darkness. And that huge black monument stood straight up from the floor tiles of the tomb, and submerged straight into the dark shadow.

Just as he was standing at the entrance of the tomb, feeling deeply shocked by this huge black jade-like stone tablet, a voice with incomparable vicissitudes suddenly rang out from his mind. He obviously couldn't understand a single word, but he was unbelievably able to clearly understand its meaning.

...um...power...you want power...

After hearing this, Ensi was taken aback immediately, and he couldn't help but want to walk to the stele.

That feeling, as if that voice had infinite allure, made him almost irresistible.

Yes, that seemed to be... continuously attracting his soul!

The moment Ensi suddenly realized this, his forward pace stopped suddenly. Because he finally found out how similar the current situation was to the previous trial in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets—as long as he stopped, he would have to bear an extremely terrible burden, even for a second The time of the clock seems to have been stretched dozens of times!

Bewitched by that voice, holding on to one's will has become an extremely difficult thing.

If it weren't for the trial of Salazar Slytherin, I'm afraid I would have lost myself by now? Ens, who supported his body on his knees, couldn't help thinking, I just don't know, How long will this...

His knees were trembling, and his heart was filled with the instinctive desire to move forward, but he just vaguely understood that he must not just let it go. Intuition told him that if he listened to the bewitchment of that voice, he would really be doomed.

...power...you want...power...

In Ensi's senses, the time he spent trying to maintain his will was as slow as the starry sky, but in fact it only took about ten seconds.

When the moment came when the voice circling in his head suddenly stopped, his whole body softened, and he knelt down on the square floor tiles and gasped hard.

Finally...is it over? Could it be that...this is also some kind of damn trial?

While panting for breath, Ernes spoke intermittently. Of course he didn't expect anyone to respond to his complaints, but to his surprise, a burst of transparent green light lit up in the darkness above his head.

Successor, very good, you have resisted the temptation from the soul... If you obey the will of that voice, you will definitely become a walking dead and lose yourself forever.

When Ensi heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly raised his head.

Who are you... Salazar Slytherin?

After he saw the green phantom high in the sky and guessed the other party's identity, he noticed one thing - the words the other party said just now were in the language of snakes.

However, he didn't get an answer to his inquiry, because although the figure looked down, it seemed to ignore him at all.

And just now, you really persisted to the end. The soul imprint I branded for you in the secret room also successfully awakened the memory I saved in the snake stick.

The phantom of Slytherin is just talking to itself, and has no sense of self at all. As he himself said, this green shadow is just a memory image he preserved thousands of years ago.

But from this sentence, Ernes knew one thing—even if Malfoy had been here before him, he would definitely not be able to awaken Slytherin's magical image, because he obviously would not have the so-called soul imprint. .

While Erns was secretly rejoicing, the phantom of Slytherin had already continued talking.

Now, my successor... the person who deserves to die under the stele has been suppressed by me. In a short time, he will not be able to affect you again. You can climb to the top of the stele to accept the gift I bestowed on you. ...

Uh……

Ensi immediately froze for a moment. He looked at the unbelievably tall black monument in front of him, and then at the broom in his hand. He couldn't help feeling a little more surprised.

Could it be that the wizards of that era could fly at will?

Just because the image of Slytherin described the matter of climbing to the top of the stele so easily and naturally, Erns couldn't help but feel that his conjecture might be somewhat possible.

After a little amazement, he stepped on the broomstick and soared into the sky, flying straight to the height where the phantom of Slytherin was.

Oh oh oh oh!

He didn't expect that it was actually very close to the top of the tomb. Therefore, when he discovered this, he could only turn sideways while reducing weight rapidly, barely avoiding the tragedy of crashing into the dome of the tomb.

And at this moment, the image of Slytherin, who gave time for the visitors to climb to the top, began to speak again.

Successor, pull out the Jade Snake Staff I left here. It can help you no longer be disturbed by the power of the Bewitching Monument. It will also provide you with a certain level of magic power while increasing the magic you cast...

It was time to reap the benefits, and Ernes looked extraordinarily excited. He who had just landed on the top of the giant monument from his broomstick ran excitedly towards the short staff that was emitting emerald green light. He could clearly see that the so-called Jade Snake Staff was being inserted obliquely into the black Between the few broken stones on the top of the stele.

Click—

Starting from finding clues to unsolved letters in Hufflepuff's Chamber of Secrets, he has gone through a lot of hard work along the way.

Whether it's looking up and translating ancient texts, or experiencing trials in the secret room, of course, the hard flight along the way... and even the last fruit that was almost robbed by Malfoy.

To be honest, he already couldn't wait.

Before the image of Slytherin could finish speaking, Ernes grabbed the glowing green staff and pulled it out vigorously.

The moment the snake stick left the black monument, a cold and majestic aura swept across Ensi's body in the blink of an eye. In that breath, there seemed to be a touch of vicissitudes and loneliness from ancient times, which made De Ensi suddenly engulfed by endless darkness.

Soon, Maca, who was still several miles away at this time, also noticed this astonishing movement.

But in the next moment, a clear and icy coldness came from the snake stick tightly held in Ensi's hand, sweeping away the terrible feeling just now.

Naturally, the image of Slytherin couldn't feel what was happening right now. And what he said in Parseltongue still continued——

Successor, if you accept this gift from me, it means that you will accept my next mission. Take my snake staff and follow me to recite the spell, giving me the power I left in it The bred basilisk—

Having said that, the phantom of Slytherin burst out laughing.

Chichichi...hahahaha...the ridiculous and despicable Haierbo, all his soul fragments will be wiped out by the monsters he researched...hahaha...

At this moment, the huge stele under Ensi's feet vibrated without warning, as if something was about to break out from under the stele. At the same moment, Erns, who was standing on the stone tablet and listening to Slytherin's old laughter, was also dumbfounded.

Basilisk? He half-opened his mouth and said in astonishment, What the hell is that—

Only halfway through the words, he recalled the more violent shaking under his feet. Yes, in the Chamber of Secrets, another phantom of Slytherin seems to have mentioned power, gold... and the basilisk...

But……

You old wretch with a sparse beard, why didn't you say it earlier! He yelled at Salazar Slytherin, who was still laughing loudly beside him, This time... this time I'm afraid you're really going to Killed!

Cursing and cursing is of course useless, so Ens just let it out casually, and immediately stepped on the broom and flew into the air, regardless of anything, and rushed directly to the tomb passage where he was coming and going.

Obviously, without that basilisk, his strength alone is absolutely useless. Instead of hesitating here to observe what will crawl out from under the huge monument, it is better to sneak away as soon as possible. If you are lucky, you may even save your life.

And just as Ensi was rushing towards the door of the tomb, even the entire underground palace trembled slightly. At this moment, there was only one thought left in his head——

Shouldn't you just bury me alive?

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