Chapter 510
The human-faced snake opened its eyes, and its living eyes stared at John.
"It seems this place is not that simple."
John continuously shot crushing spells, and the white light was divided into three parts, exploding everywhere in the body of the snake.
But it didn't take long for the human-faced snake to quickly repair itself under the influence of the Sands of Time.
Even John's advanced crushing spell couldn't completely destroy it.
The human-faced snake became active, and its body was no longer stiff. Instead, it seemed like a flexible living creature. Its long tail swept across and smashed a decorative lamp stand.
There is no retreat on this platform, and the solidified field cannot pass the way it came.
"Hiss——"
A sound came from the mouth of the human-faced snake.
The basilisk, which was still sluggish at first, immediately became energetic.
The basilisk also hit John, its deadly fangs like scimitars, easily cutting through the ground.
"Stop it, basilisk."
John spoke in Parseltongue, causing the basilisk to pause.
The human-faced snake hissed, causing the basilisk to move.
"Looks like there's another soul living inside."
John's face was frozen. Since he couldn't break it, he had to trap the human-faced snake first.
He turned his wand and the golden treasures on both sides flew up.
"Oppungno"
The gold was buried towards the human-faced snake.
The human-faced snake opened its mouth, and flames shot out from its mouth.
The gold touched by the flames quickly melted into liquid, dripping on the ground like a waterfall, rolling towards John.
John was drawn in, and the searing heat of the gold set fire to his clothes.
The big mouth of the human-faced snake kept spraying flames, and John was about to be rushed into the cliff.
at this time.
"Roar--!"
Golden flames exploded.
John's skin was covered in hot gold, but he was not injured.
He walked out of the molten gold step by step, and his body gradually grew larger.
The golden fire dragon stepped out of the hot gold, took a deep breath, and golden flames shot out from its mouth.
Colliding with the red flame, the high temperature generated between the two caused the ground to begin to magma.
The giant dragon walked step by step towards the human-faced snake.
The golden flame burns the red flame, suppressing it continuously.
The human-faced snake kept retreating.
Until the flame ignites the head of the human-faced snake, the eternal burning flame causes the human-faced snake's body to constantly switch between melting and repairing.
John returned to his human form and waved his wand.
Golden prison spell.
The molten gold was pulled towards the body of the human-faced snake.
One layer after another, a big golden ball soon appeared.
"Ice and snow."
The wand breathed out cold breath, causing the big golden ball to solidify quickly.
The human-faced snake was sealed into the big golden ball.
John stepped forward, the flames from earlier making him completely invisible now.
Beneath the seemingly thin body is a lean muscular monster.
Raising his hand and pressing it into the big golden ball, John used a super-sensory spell to sense its internal conditions.
After the gold solidified, it turned into a huge prison, surrounding every inch of the human-faced snake.
The basilisk also wanted to attack John, but John scolded him: "Stop, basilisk."
The basilisk hesitated upon hearing this, not knowing who to listen to.
The small bag was damaged in the battle just now, and the items stored in it were scattered on the floor.
Including the golden mask, the golden scale, the golden scepter, all the restrictions on the black book disappeared, and they just lay quietly on the ground.
"Leaving time magic on the human-faced snake is more advanced than Voldemort."
Compared with the Horcruxes of Voldemort, Haierbo's human-faced snake is more in line with the identity of an alchemist.
"Want to repair your soul through soul potion?"
John saw the scattered soul potion, plus the bottle that John drank just now, there were three bottles in total.
He snapped his fingers and put the scattered items back into place.
John found some materials, clapped his hands, and a new simple small bag appeared.
By the way, I also got myself a robe.
When you are ready to deal with the remaining things.
The big golden ball behind him moved again.
The large golden ball that was originally solidified gradually returned to its molten state.
"Back in time."
John's eyes crossed the big golden ball and landed on the huge hourglass behind it.
It seems to be because of the hourglass.
The big golden ball exploded like a balloon, and the human-faced snake rushed out of it and rushed towards the soul potion.
upon its imminent arrival.
John drew out his wand and his eyes turned into vertical pupils.
An ancient whisper sounded.
"The soul is back."
There was traction on the wand, and when the human-faced snake was still one step away from the soul potion, thick white smoke emitted from its body.
In the white smoke, a figure was forcibly dragged out.
Unfortunately, John has always been good at dealing with Horcruxes.
The statue of the human-faced snake lost its vitality and fell heavily to the ground, making the earth tremble.
John stared at the soul that he had extracted.
"Despicable Herbo."
…
Chapter 528 Hello, despicable Haierbo
He was an old man, which made John unable to have the thought of respecting the elderly and caring for the young.
He was facing the top ten dark wizards in the world.
Even Voldemort later had to be ranked behind him.
But it has to be said that he does have the capital.
Whether it was the Horcrux that established Voldemort's unkillable status or the basilisk he cultivated, they were both at an unprecedented level.
Before the birth of Horcruxes, no wizard would think of tearing apart his own soul to make himself immortal.
He set a precedent for accomplishing feats.
However, the side effects are also obvious.
John looked at the illusory and aging soul and said hello: "Hello, the famous and despicable Herbo."
"It's the great Herbo."
Wearing a purple wizard hat, but strangely dressed in pharaonic clothes.
Herbo's beard is very long, like that of an older Dumbledore.
John was very interested and said, "I'm really sorry. In the history I have learned, your name has always been accompanied by despicability."
The wand pulled Haierbo's soul into nine chains and wrapped around his body. John said: "You build this pyramid and study time magic here."
"Are you looking for other ways to live forever?"
Herbo's soul floats in the air.
With black hair, a surprisingly large hooked nose, and hollow eye sockets, the wizard placed his eyes on the human-faced snake.
The loose skin is already close to death when it splits the soul.
Although the Horcrux was left undisturbed, as time passed, the soul was close to disappearing.
If John hadn't taken out the soul potion, I'm afraid he wouldn't have done anything to John.
"Your magic is amazing," Haierbo said as if he were an elder. "We can make a deal, what do you think?"
As a dark wizard and an alchemist, Haierbo chooses a favorable path between pros and cons.
"I can pass on my lifetime of magical knowledge to you, on the condition that you do your part in my resurrection."
Haierbo is a well-deserved master. To wizards, his knowledge is a treasure more precious than any amount of treasure.
So Haierbo is very confident that his conditions will make people excited.
The more excellent the young wizard, the more unable he is to resist this.
Quirrell, John's first-grade teacher, met Voldemort in pursuit of magic and became Voldemort's vessel.
John asked, "Resurrection for you?"
"Yes, I'm fully prepared for this."
Haierbo thought that John was moved, and said: "I discovered this place, a mining area in the chaos of time."
"Using what I know, I build this pyramid."
When talking about magic, Haierbo's sinister and hateful face is filled with the brilliance of a master.
"Ancient Egyptian magic, the scales symbolize fairness and the key to resurrection."
John immediately thought of three other things he had found in the treasure trove.
"You escaped death and resurrected after a thousand years. What kind of path are you looking for?" John asked.
Haierbo was the first person to make a Horcrux. If John had not come over, Haierbo would have achieved a different kind of immortality.
His soul was trapped in the Horcrux, and after a long experience, he realized that this was not true immortality.
"I want to be free." Haierbo roared in a tone that was about to collapse. "Real immortality should not be trapped here!"
He is a fragment of the soul of the despicable Herbo, who has been in this place for more than a thousand years.
His body has long since perished, but he will be left here to be tortured forever.
"You know, even the basilisk is dead. I have stayed in this place for a thousand years without saying a word." Haierbo said bitterly, "He separated me to pursue his own immortality, and I want to be trapped forever. Is it fair to be stuck here?”
"He's full of vile, despicable Herbo!"
Herbo had a schizophrenic feeling.
