Chapter 235 Eternal Freeze and Ambrosius
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
The magical rainbow bridge runs through the glacier.
The huge magic power will freeze the places it passes through forever.
The box trembled continuously, gradually breaking free from the withered plants.
If it continues, not only the glacier, but even the entire Longchang will be destroyed.
"Why is there such a dangerous thing in Longchang?"
John couldn't help cursing, words kept floating out of the box.
He carefully identified it and found that it was an ancient text.
"Frozen Box?" Reading the words on it, John felt very absurd.
The legendary treasure of the kingdom of giants, an artifact that can freeze everything.
The emergence of myths in the wizarding world, even John, needs time to digest.
Pointing his wand at the Ice Box, John worked his magic, trying to destroy the thing.
"Bones in pieces! (reducto)"
When the white light hits the Ice Box, it can shatter the magic spell of the building, but it cannot cause damage to the Ice Box.
Unwilling to give up, John continued to use various spells to attack.
Without exception, the box of ice continued to operate, freezing everything.
Now John was helpless, he felt that perhaps Heimdall was really blind, and letting himself down directly led to the destruction of the entire Dragon Field.
At this moment, a silver thread floated in front of his eyes.
Looking around, he saw the soul fragment.
Soul shards flew towards the frozen man, trying to break through the ice and get inside.
John was stunned, and then a strange idea popped up, "That can't be the soul of the ice sculpture?"
He looked at where the soul was and found something was wrong.
Under the impact of the powerful torrent of ice, the fragment of the soul, which was like a candle in the wind, was unscathed.
"Cold currents are only for things that exist." There was a gleam in his eyes.
The soul fragment floated to John and asked him for help.
"You want me to melt the ice sculpture?" John asked.
Soul fragments fly up and down as if to say 'yes'.
John took a deep breath, dragon horns grew from his head, and wings grew from his back.
The body size rapidly enlarged, and soon turned into a dragon form.
Aiming at the ice sculpture, John opened his mouth wide.
"Fire! (incendio)"
Flame spurts, and the red flame ignites the ice sculpture.
Under the high temperature enough to melt the rock, the ice sculpture slowly melted.
"Not enough firepower."
The scales on John's neck radiated light, and he used the dragon's breath again, the difference was that this time it was a more terrifying flame.
Over time, the ice sculpture finally melted.
John changed back into a human form, and was about to let the soul fragments pass by, when he saw the stiff man being washed away by the torrent, flying straight out and falling on the wall.
The body was shattered.
John: "..." Why did he work so hard just now?
The soul fragment did not expect this, and the soul that was still flying stopped.
"Forget it, relying on others is worse than relying on yourself."
Seeing this scene, John knew that he couldn't count on others.
Waving the wand, John's eyes turned into dragon pupils.
Tongues of fire spewed out from the tip of the staff, gathering into a giant crimson dragon.
"Fiendfyre!"
Summoning Fiendfire, the irresistible torrent was blocked for a moment.
The whole room was set on fire, and John controlled Fiercefire to rush towards the box of ice that launched the torrent.
Under the terrifying Fiendfire, the ice crystals covering the Ice Box began to melt.
The torrent hit Fiendfire, and Fiendfire roared and collided with it.
Two horror magics, absolute ice cold and fierce fire that burns everything.
The two confront each other, and neither will let the other.
John simply let go of Fiendfire.
Fiendfire's body swelled after losing his restraint, and he couldn't escape under the torrent of the Ice Box.
"Soul Eater Curse."
Raising his right hand, black silk threads emerge from the limited glove, gradually turning the silver arm into black.
John's right eye also turned black, and the silk thread spread towards the box of ice.
With a solemn expression on his face, the Soul-eating Curse gradually wrapped around the Ice Box.
Wrap the entire box of ice in it.
In an instant, the cold that almost froze the soul enveloped John's body.
His body froze a little bit.
His eyes widened, it shouldn't be.
Why, the soul is frozen?
It was too late to withdraw now, and John could only watch the ice crystals wrap himself up.
Just as he was about to lose consciousness, John saw the fragments of the soul rush towards him.
Without hesitation, John reached out to catch the soul fragment.
next second.
His mind froze.
Keeping the posture of reaching out, the Soul Eater Curse continued to wrap around the Ice Box.
Fiendfire gradually stopped under the torrent, and ice crystals actually appeared on top of the flames.
Immediately afterwards, the giant flame dragon was gradually frozen, the ice crystals were melted by Fiendfire, and the ice crystals were covered by the torrent.
Reaching a strange balance between the two actually temporarily stopped the trend of torrent destruction.
It's just that this balance will be gradually broken as Fiendfire is worn away.
At that time, a frozen world will appear.
Fiendfire was getting weaker and weaker, and the torrent could even freeze the flames.
. . .
"Crack."
Suddenly.
A crisp sound.
The soul fragments moved slowly on John's body.
Finally came to the right hand.
The Soul Eater Curse is connected to the Ice Box to form a channel.
John guessed right, the box of ice did not freeze the soul.
The soul fragments moved into the passage bit by bit, and the soul fragments squeezed into a needle point, stabbing hard towards the box of ice.
A small hole was opened in the Ice Box, which was blocked by soul fragments.
The other end of the soul fragment turned into a silver thread and was connected to John's hand.
There was a gleam of light in that silver thread.
The originally stagnant consciousness gradually recovered, and the thinking became active.
John found himself unable to move, but the magic was still working.
Moving his eyes, he saw the silver thread.
I moved my finger as hard as I could, but it didn't touch it.
At this moment, the consciousness huddled together, compressed and condensed from the silver thread, and finally expanded suddenly.
In front of him is no longer a golden room, but in a place similar to a blurred illusion.
"You're finally here."
After a brief trance, John turned around. He looked down at his body, and his clothes were all changed to white.
When the voice came, he looked up and saw a man standing in front of him.
The man's tone was relaxed with a trace of joy.
But this is not important, what is important is that this man has the same face as Extis.
"Shouldn't you explain it?" John stabilized his mind and looked at the man indifferently.
With embarrassment on his face, the man scratched his head and said: "Actually, I wanted to solve the hidden dangers here, but the power here is stronger than I imagined, and it can only be temporarily sealed."
As he said that, the man suddenly seemed to remember something, and stretched out his hand to John with a kind smile on his face, "I forgot to introduce myself, we went out the same door."
"Go out together?"
"Of course, we belong to the same school." The man puffed out his chest proudly.
John was taken aback, and asked strangely: "Are you also a Hogwarts student?"
The man smiled slightly and said, "And I'm a Slytherin too, you can call me Ambrosius or my name..."
"Merlin Ambrosius."
John froze in place, his brain didn't react for a while.
After reacting, he couldn't help shouting in surprise: "Merlin's beard——"
"Ahem." Ambrosius touched his white chin and said helplessly, "I don't know why you always miss my beard."
John was surprised for a while and finally accepted the fact that Merlin appeared before his eyes.
He suddenly remembered the body outside, with a strange expression on his face, hesitant to speak.
"Tell me." Ambrosius knew something was up from his appearance.
After deliberating over and over again, John asked, "So you're dead? No, I mean you've lived till now? Just now your body was broken into slag."
Some incoherent speech, it's not John's fault, but anyone who sees Merlin, the legendary archmage, will be like this.
Ambrosius was very patient, and said: "You can also say the same, but I don't know."
His answer was odd, with Ambrosius explaining: "Strictly speaking, I'm not really Merlin, I'm Merlin from Hogwarts."
"Uh...what's the difference?" John asked like a schoolboy.
Ambrosius simply sat down and said, "The difference is that the legendary Merlin can be me, but I don't have to be the legendary Merlin."
Most people probably have been confused by what Ambrosius said, but John, as an alchemist, was able to hear more meaning.
"You mean, you have a relationship with the legendary Merlin, maybe the creator and the created?"
"Correct." Ambrosius couldn't help applauding, admiring John very much, "You know Horcruxes, right? I am similar to Horcruxes. I have a certain relationship with that Merlin, but they are independent of each other."
"So you entered Hogwarts after Merlin was created, the wizard Heimdall mentioned, is it you or Merlin?"
John thought of the wizard who taught Heimdall the prophecy, and he wondered which Merlin it was.
Ambrosius shrugged and said, "I think it should be him, or it might be another Merlin. After all, I failed to seal when I came in later."
This Merlin came in from behind and was frozen.
John is even weirder, Merlin from Hogwarts and the legendary artifact from the kingdom of giants get together.
Are you sure you are in the Wizarding World of Harry Potter?
. . .
The huge magic power will freeze the places it passes through forever.
The box trembled continuously, gradually breaking free from the withered plants.
If it continues, not only the glacier, but even the entire Longchang will be destroyed.
"Why is there such a dangerous thing in Longchang?"
John couldn't help cursing, words kept floating out of the box.
He carefully identified it and found that it was an ancient text.
"Frozen Box?" Reading the words on it, John felt very absurd.
The legendary treasure of the kingdom of giants, an artifact that can freeze everything.
The emergence of myths in the wizarding world, even John, needs time to digest.
Pointing his wand at the Ice Box, John worked his magic, trying to destroy the thing.
"Bones in pieces! (reducto)"
When the white light hits the Ice Box, it can shatter the magic spell of the building, but it cannot cause damage to the Ice Box.
Unwilling to give up, John continued to use various spells to attack.
Without exception, the box of ice continued to operate, freezing everything.
Now John was helpless, he felt that perhaps Heimdall was really blind, and letting himself down directly led to the destruction of the entire Dragon Field.
At this moment, a silver thread floated in front of his eyes.
Looking around, he saw the soul fragment.
Soul shards flew towards the frozen man, trying to break through the ice and get inside.
John was stunned, and then a strange idea popped up, "That can't be the soul of the ice sculpture?"
He looked at where the soul was and found something was wrong.
Under the impact of the powerful torrent of ice, the fragment of the soul, which was like a candle in the wind, was unscathed.
"Cold currents are only for things that exist." There was a gleam in his eyes.
The soul fragment floated to John and asked him for help.
"You want me to melt the ice sculpture?" John asked.
Soul fragments fly up and down as if to say 'yes'.
John took a deep breath, dragon horns grew from his head, and wings grew from his back.
The body size rapidly enlarged, and soon turned into a dragon form.
Aiming at the ice sculpture, John opened his mouth wide.
"Fire! (incendio)"
Flame spurts, and the red flame ignites the ice sculpture.
Under the high temperature enough to melt the rock, the ice sculpture slowly melted.
"Not enough firepower."
The scales on John's neck radiated light, and he used the dragon's breath again, the difference was that this time it was a more terrifying flame.
Over time, the ice sculpture finally melted.
John changed back into a human form, and was about to let the soul fragments pass by, when he saw the stiff man being washed away by the torrent, flying straight out and falling on the wall.
The body was shattered.
John: "..." Why did he work so hard just now?
The soul fragment did not expect this, and the soul that was still flying stopped.
"Forget it, relying on others is worse than relying on yourself."
Seeing this scene, John knew that he couldn't count on others.
Waving the wand, John's eyes turned into dragon pupils.
Tongues of fire spewed out from the tip of the staff, gathering into a giant crimson dragon.
"Fiendfyre!"
Summoning Fiendfire, the irresistible torrent was blocked for a moment.
The whole room was set on fire, and John controlled Fiercefire to rush towards the box of ice that launched the torrent.
Under the terrifying Fiendfire, the ice crystals covering the Ice Box began to melt.
The torrent hit Fiendfire, and Fiendfire roared and collided with it.
Two horror magics, absolute ice cold and fierce fire that burns everything.
The two confront each other, and neither will let the other.
John simply let go of Fiendfire.
Fiendfire's body swelled after losing his restraint, and he couldn't escape under the torrent of the Ice Box.
"Soul Eater Curse."
Raising his right hand, black silk threads emerge from the limited glove, gradually turning the silver arm into black.
John's right eye also turned black, and the silk thread spread towards the box of ice.
With a solemn expression on his face, the Soul-eating Curse gradually wrapped around the Ice Box.
Wrap the entire box of ice in it.
In an instant, the cold that almost froze the soul enveloped John's body.
His body froze a little bit.
His eyes widened, it shouldn't be.
Why, the soul is frozen?
It was too late to withdraw now, and John could only watch the ice crystals wrap himself up.
Just as he was about to lose consciousness, John saw the fragments of the soul rush towards him.
Without hesitation, John reached out to catch the soul fragment.
next second.
His mind froze.
Keeping the posture of reaching out, the Soul Eater Curse continued to wrap around the Ice Box.
Fiendfire gradually stopped under the torrent, and ice crystals actually appeared on top of the flames.
Immediately afterwards, the giant flame dragon was gradually frozen, the ice crystals were melted by Fiendfire, and the ice crystals were covered by the torrent.
Reaching a strange balance between the two actually temporarily stopped the trend of torrent destruction.
It's just that this balance will be gradually broken as Fiendfire is worn away.
At that time, a frozen world will appear.
Fiendfire was getting weaker and weaker, and the torrent could even freeze the flames.
. . .
"Crack."
Suddenly.
A crisp sound.
The soul fragments moved slowly on John's body.
Finally came to the right hand.
The Soul Eater Curse is connected to the Ice Box to form a channel.
John guessed right, the box of ice did not freeze the soul.
The soul fragments moved into the passage bit by bit, and the soul fragments squeezed into a needle point, stabbing hard towards the box of ice.
A small hole was opened in the Ice Box, which was blocked by soul fragments.
The other end of the soul fragment turned into a silver thread and was connected to John's hand.
There was a gleam of light in that silver thread.
The originally stagnant consciousness gradually recovered, and the thinking became active.
John found himself unable to move, but the magic was still working.
Moving his eyes, he saw the silver thread.
I moved my finger as hard as I could, but it didn't touch it.
At this moment, the consciousness huddled together, compressed and condensed from the silver thread, and finally expanded suddenly.
In front of him is no longer a golden room, but in a place similar to a blurred illusion.
"You're finally here."
After a brief trance, John turned around. He looked down at his body, and his clothes were all changed to white.
When the voice came, he looked up and saw a man standing in front of him.
The man's tone was relaxed with a trace of joy.
But this is not important, what is important is that this man has the same face as Extis.
"Shouldn't you explain it?" John stabilized his mind and looked at the man indifferently.
With embarrassment on his face, the man scratched his head and said: "Actually, I wanted to solve the hidden dangers here, but the power here is stronger than I imagined, and it can only be temporarily sealed."
As he said that, the man suddenly seemed to remember something, and stretched out his hand to John with a kind smile on his face, "I forgot to introduce myself, we went out the same door."
"Go out together?"
"Of course, we belong to the same school." The man puffed out his chest proudly.
John was taken aback, and asked strangely: "Are you also a Hogwarts student?"
The man smiled slightly and said, "And I'm a Slytherin too, you can call me Ambrosius or my name..."
"Merlin Ambrosius."
John froze in place, his brain didn't react for a while.
After reacting, he couldn't help shouting in surprise: "Merlin's beard——"
"Ahem." Ambrosius touched his white chin and said helplessly, "I don't know why you always miss my beard."
John was surprised for a while and finally accepted the fact that Merlin appeared before his eyes.
He suddenly remembered the body outside, with a strange expression on his face, hesitant to speak.
"Tell me." Ambrosius knew something was up from his appearance.
After deliberating over and over again, John asked, "So you're dead? No, I mean you've lived till now? Just now your body was broken into slag."
Some incoherent speech, it's not John's fault, but anyone who sees Merlin, the legendary archmage, will be like this.
Ambrosius was very patient, and said: "You can also say the same, but I don't know."
His answer was odd, with Ambrosius explaining: "Strictly speaking, I'm not really Merlin, I'm Merlin from Hogwarts."
"Uh...what's the difference?" John asked like a schoolboy.
Ambrosius simply sat down and said, "The difference is that the legendary Merlin can be me, but I don't have to be the legendary Merlin."
Most people probably have been confused by what Ambrosius said, but John, as an alchemist, was able to hear more meaning.
"You mean, you have a relationship with the legendary Merlin, maybe the creator and the created?"
"Correct." Ambrosius couldn't help applauding, admiring John very much, "You know Horcruxes, right? I am similar to Horcruxes. I have a certain relationship with that Merlin, but they are independent of each other."
"So you entered Hogwarts after Merlin was created, the wizard Heimdall mentioned, is it you or Merlin?"
John thought of the wizard who taught Heimdall the prophecy, and he wondered which Merlin it was.
Ambrosius shrugged and said, "I think it should be him, or it might be another Merlin. After all, I failed to seal when I came in later."
This Merlin came in from behind and was frozen.
John is even weirder, Merlin from Hogwarts and the legendary artifact from the kingdom of giants get together.
Are you sure you are in the Wizarding World of Harry Potter?
. . .
