Chapter 339 Duel Invitation, Go to the Deep Realm
Aiden has been living in the Hog's Head for some time.
While taking care of Credence, he waited for news from Dumbledore.
After the Kirin incident, Dumbledore's reputation soared, and many wizards joined him and worked for him.
At the same time, Grindelwald still did not give up his ideals and won over more and more wizards in Europe.
Thanks to his unremitting efforts, World War II broke out.
Dumbledore sat firmly in Hogwarts, and with the help of an Insight, he was able to disrupt Grindelwald's plans at every turn.
Finally, Grindelwald thought that such a struggle would consume too much of the wizards' manpower, so a duel invitation was sent to Hogwarts.
"He wants to duel with you?" Aiden raised his eyebrows.
Dumbledore sat on the sofa with the letter spread out.
"If one of us loses the duel, he or she will permanently withdraw from this struggle to dominate the fate of wizards."
"Alas, Grindelwald, if he is really a madman who wants to watch the world burn, then just kill him."
Aiden's eyebrows were downcast, and his long eyelashes were drooping, revealing the mood of his owner.
"Unfortunately he is not, and killing him would only make his highly inflammatory ideas more widely spread.
We can’t kill all those who spread his ideas, so in the end we can only…” Dumbledore also supported his forehead with his hand.
"We can only let him admit defeat himself, right?" Aiden finished his words.
"Aiden." Dumbledore came over and held his shoulders.
"I will accept this duel, but if I lose, please lead them on."
Dumbledore looked into Aiden's eyes, and in his eyes, Aiden saw a kind of determination.
"But how are you going to deal with Grindelwald who possesses part of the Deep Lord?" Aiden frowned.
"This is where your help will be needed." Dumbledore grabbed a portion of the Obscurus' body with tweezers.
He handed Aiden a research note.
Aiden took the record and looked at it quickly. He was frightened by the boldness and madness on it.
"You two really are a perfect match." After reading it, Aiden let out a long sigh.
"How is it? How feasible is it?" asked Dumbledore.
“It depends on you. If you use a wizard’s body to contain the core of the Deep Lord, the success rate may only be half.
And it’s based on the premise that the wizard is Dumbledore.”
Aiden looked at him with burning eyes, and Dumbledore smiled carefreely.
"What great news! We are already halfway there. If we keep trying, we might succeed."
"He will die, and even his body won't be found." Aiden reminded again.
"I believe in myself, and I believe in my love for everything in the human world!"
Special magic began to generate in Dumbledore's body.
As the heir and leader of the Dumbledore family, he naturally knew the secrets of the Dumbledore family.
He also holds, through the rune Othala (?), what has been passed down to him - love.
"So, fasten your seatbelts, we're off!"
A dragon shadow pounced towards Dumbledore and took him into the sea of collective subconsciousness.
In the gray sea water, a giant dragon that exists in mythology is diving with a human.
"Yue~, can you please take away the runes on your body? I don't know why I feel sick after seeing them."
Dumbledore seemed to be in good condition and was in a mood to complain.
"Just adapt yourself. The real test will come when you accommodate the King of the Deep Realm."
The dragon head lowered, and although it didn't speak, Aiden's voice automatically rang in Dumbledore's heart.
"Then I'll look forward to it."
At the very bottom of the sea of consciousness, the boundary between reality and illusion, Aiden quietly bored a small hole in it.
Slipped in with Dumbledore.
"Is this the Twilight Zone? To be honest, this is my first time entering here with my body. It's a bit cold."
Dumbledore curled his lips. The surrounding environment no longer provided him with any warmth.
Aiden wrapped Dumbledore with his telekinesis, which calmed him down a bit.
"Thank you."
"Humph."
Continuing to dive, Aiden and Dumbledore arrived at the border of the hazy fantasy world.
"Going further down is the Abyss. Once you start the journey, there is no turning back."
Aiden reassured Dumbledore that, in fact, he did not want to see his mentor suffer.
After all, as long as Aiden cooperates and continues to deplete Grindelwald's manpower, the wizarding world will naturally come up with a prophecy to stop Grindelwald under the pressure of war.
Unfortunately, Dumbledore obviously didn't care about his own life or death. What he wanted was prosperity and stability in the wizarding world.
"Don't dawdle, Gale is still waiting for me." Dumbledore patted Aiden's scales.
"Alas." A hint of helplessness flashed in the eyes of the Mind Dragon.
Passing through the hazy illusion is like diving into a soap bubble, and the malice of the deep world is overwhelming.
The surrounding black colloid began to wriggle towards Aiden and Dumbledore.
"Whoosh" the breath of the Mind Dragon directly covered them.
The spiritual penetration that was supposed to be invisible and colorless revealed its colors in the deep world.
The silver dragon breath collided with the black colloid, and flames burned on it.
Aiden flapped his wings, and a more violent storm rolled up, forcing a path through the colloids.
He seized the opportunity and dived into the crack burned by the dragon's breath, entering the second level of the deep world.
"It feels a bit like traveling with the gods in mythology," Dumbledore joked.
"Hmph, I don't deserve your praise." Long was arrogant.
"But I didn't expect that the enemy you were facing would be like this. After all the hard work over the years..."
As Dumbledore spoke a mouthful of sea water gushed into his mouth.
The coldness of the sea water almost froze his mind and made him slow.
"What...is...this?" Dumbledore said tremblingly.
Aiden wrapped him in a maze and used his ability to squeeze the seawater out of his body.
"The Sea of Embers on the second floor, do you see the purple crystal in the center of the vortex?"
Dumbledore followed Aiden's instructions and saw a purple crystal suspended in the center of the water vortex.
The black threads extended everywhere and sank into the void where they were about to meet the sea water.
"This is--stupidity?"
As soon as Dumbledore opened his mouth, the thread trembled, and Aiden hurriedly covered himself and Dumbledore with mental illusion.
"Are you crazy? You're calling someone's name in his territory? Do you want to be beaten up?" Aiden complained.
"Sorry, sorry." Dumbledore waved his hand apologetically.
Afraid that Dumbledore might cause trouble again, he quickly took him across the Sea of Embers.
At the deepest part of the ocean, one can see the vast plains below, with a crystal barrier dividing the two into heaven and earth.
Aiden dove in and entered the third level of the deep world.
Here, his anti-entropy power seemed to be amplified, the clock behind him appeared, and Aiden's flying speed immediately increased by one knot.
Finally, after experiencing various fantastic and gorgeous scenes, they arrived at the destination of this dive - the Throne of Hate.
