Chapter 540 540. I will definitely be the winner

"No!"

Mr. Jeffrey lingered at the door.

"No!"

Then, he flew to the top of the stairs again.

"Where?"

He looked for Scott like crazy.

boom!

At this moment, with a loud explosion, a huge hole appeared in the wall on one side of the pyramid.

The wall was destroyed and Mr. Jeffrey's magical ritual was immediately ineffective.

The red lights everywhere flickered and eventually went out.

"it's here."

Outside the hollow, Scott, who was sitting on the back of a huge golden eagle, waved to Mr. Jeffrey.

Mr. Jeffrey turned slowly.

"Ah, it turns out you ran out a long time ago."

On his distorted and blurred face, only his pure white eyes without pupils were particularly bright and clear.

Scott waved again.

The [Magic Mirror] and the small picture frame floating in the studio moved and flew to him through the hole in the wall at extremely fast speeds.

"Wait for me!"

Helena also flew out as fast as she could.

At the same time, Scott's phantom completely disappeared.

"How on earth did you do that?"

After arriving at Scott's side, Helena asked curiously.

Scott pointed to the studio door.

"See that magic lamp?"

"When I squatted down and put down the lamp, I used the magic circuit to create an illusion."

"One is to use illusion to create a phantom clone to enter the room instead of me."

"The second is to use illusions to cover up the fact that I left."

Helena suddenly realized, "Did you use Apparition to leave at that time?"

"It's not apparation."

Scott said with a smile.

"There's too much movement, and apparation should be prohibited here."

He smiled and looked down.

At this time, Golzan's huge head poked out from the ground below.

"I hid in Golzan's mouth and it penetrated walls and floors."

After hearing this, Mr. Jeffrey slowly floated forward and looked at Scott through the hole in the wall.

He sighed softly.

"I didn't expect that the trap I carefully prepared during my lifetime failed in the end."

"Maybe you shouldn't have told me the story in the first place," Scott said.

Mr. Jeffrey laughed.

"You are such a smart boy with great talents."

"I'm getting more and more pleased with you, Scott."

"So it's not over yet?"

Although Scott had expected it, he was also a little unhappy.

"What else have you prepared for me, Mr. Jeffrey?"

Mr. Jeffrey said in a hoarse voice: "I have lived alone here for seventy years, and spent more than half of that time perfecting my plan."

Scott added, "So even if you fail, you still have a plan?"

Mr. Jeffrey nodded.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, because what follows is not a trap or conspiracy, but a competition of hard power."

"Oh?" Scott smiled slightly, "That's good."

Helena asked, "He is not a ghost, why not attack him directly?"

Ravenclaw in the painting said: "The most direct way to harm a wandering soul is to use the Death Curse."

Scott shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know how to kill myself, and I don't want to use it."

He didn't learn at all.

Since using the Death Curse to kill someone would have a negative impact on his own soul, he was not interested in learning it.

"That's not a pity." Ravenclaw also said, "There is a price to pay when using some advanced black magic."

Scott said: "And Mr. Jeffrey has a Horcrux. Unless I can find his Horcrux and destroy it, there is not much point in attacking his soul body."

"You are right, the best choice for you is to remove all my power."

Mr. Jeffrey said in an appreciative tone.

Scott responded, "Thank you for the advice."

"So……"

Mr. Jeffrey began to recite a difficult-to-understand incantation.

As he chanted the mantra, his soul began to glow.

Soon, there was a noise in the ruins around the pyramid.

Scott looked around and saw the destroyed giant statues in the ruins moving.

The scattered fragments of the statue pieced themselves together to form a complete colossus.

As Mr. Jeffrey finished reciting the incantation, the cracks in the patchwork disappeared.

Rumbling footsteps sounded, and the Colossus began to move.

Apparently, the direction they were heading was exactly where Scott was.

"Only these stone statues? Did he underestimate you too much?"

Helena sounded disapproving.

"That shouldn't be a simple stone statue?"

Scott looked at Mr. Jeffrey whose soul had become much thinner.

"I know you obtained the Ring of Hwagmir, Scott."

Mr. Jeffrey's voice also sounded distant.

"Ymir is very powerful, isn't he?"

"Yes," Scott said.

Helena asked in surprise, "Are these works of Ymir's level?"

"Although not as strong as Ymir."

Scott looked at the approaching giant statues and made a calm evaluation.

“But it’s already an outstanding piece of work.”

At this point, Mr. Jeffrey began to laugh at Scott's calmness.

"Oh, are you going to summon Ymir to relieve the crisis? Sorry, you can't summon Ymir here."

Scott wasn't surprised.

"This is normal. After all, [the Ring of Hwagmir] comes from 'Agast'. Of course you will guard against everything I can get from 'Agast'."

Mr. Jeffrey smiled and said: "So are you going to use your own strength to defeat my soldiers? What a brave boy."

As soon as he finished speaking, cracks appeared on the surface of those walking giant statues again.

As they move forward, the rocky shells on their bodies begin to fall off piece by piece, revealing the real skin that shines with metallic luster inside.

Not long after, all fifteen giant statues turned into shining bright silver.

The surface of their bodies is extremely smooth without any gaps, just like a ball of flowing human-shaped mercury.

"This is my work, another alchemy technique different from Ymir's."

Mr. Jeffrey talks a bit too much.

"They are not afraid of any form of magic attack, even 'Gangnir'."

Hearing what he said, Scott immediately raised his hand and fired a "Gangnir" shot.

The golden light thrust forward fiercely, flashed past, and then retracted into the wand in an instant.

A hole appeared in the head of a silver colossus.

But this did not prevent it from continuing to act.

As it continued to take two steps forward, the hole in its head was filled again with the flow of silver metal.

Mr. Jeffrey's voice sounded again, "Of course, please don't worry, I won't let them hurt you, you will be handed over to me intact."

Scott ignored his words and let Horus, who was carrying him, flap his wings forward, fanning out countless transparent wind blades.

The scattered wind blades easily cut off the arms and legs of several giant statues.

But the next moment, the severed parts merged with their bodies like flowing liquid.

New limbs grew immediately.

"It's no use," said Mr. Jeffrey. "Now they're going to speed up!"

The colossi stopped walking and started running faster.

At the same time, their arms were stretched like dough, and with the sound of whistling wind, they were drawn towards Scott.

Horus screamed and once again erupted with countless transparent wind blades, cutting the incoming "whips" into several pieces.

Then it spread its wings and flew towards the sky, flying higher and higher.

"They're coming!" Helena shouted.

All the silver colossi have their hands raised high, and their limbs and bodies are getting longer and longer like noodles.

The colossus surrounding Scott and the others has turned into a long strip like ramen.

They did not attack Scott, but converged towards the same point in the sky.

Scott could see clearly that once their hands came together, a huge birdcage would be formed, completely trapping him.

Perhaps in order to guard against Golzan hiding underground, the legs of the colossi are also lengthening, and they are also converging towards the center point, trying to form the bottom of the birdcage.

Helena said anxiously: "Jump down quickly, no, it's too late!"

"There's enough time."

Scott's body suddenly shrank.

He had transformed into a peregrine falcon, swooping down like a bolt of lightning and flying towards the gap between the two giant statues below.

But Mr. Jeffrey seemed prepared.

"Twigs" grew crisscrossed on the elongated legs of the colossus, forming a large net that blocked the peregrine falcon.

But the peregrine falcon didn't seem to have time to stop or change direction, and crashed straight into the newly born net.

"Scott!"

Helena's scream came from above.

"Hahaha……"

Mr. Jeffrey's laughter could be heard in the distance.

"Haha...huh?"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

The peregrine falcon penetrated directly through the silver net and flew out of the birdcage unscathed.

At the same time, another peregrine falcon suddenly appeared in another unobstructed gap, flew out of the bird cage smoothly, and flew farther and farther.

"Another illusion!"

roared Mr. Jeffrey.

The nearly completed birdcage collapsed instantly.

The infinitely stretched silver colossus shortened rapidly like a loosened rubber band and chased in the direction where Scott's real body flew.

While running, their hands stretched forward and stretched again, like countless sharp spears, stabbing towards Scott.

Scott quickly judged that he could not fly faster than those arms could extend.

He stopped decisively, returned to his human form, and floated in the air with the help of his cloak.

"Armor protection!"

The spherical magic barrier was completed instantly, enveloping his entire body.

The next second, countless silver "spear" arrived and pierced the magic barrier, making a clanging sound.

The wand in Scott's hand is always raised forward, and the white magic power is connected to the magic barrier like a bunch of transparent threads, replenishing the magic barrier with energy.

Because of this, the magic barrier remains intact until all arms have completed their attacks.

Then, the Colossus's stretched arms retracted again like rubber bands.

Taking this opportunity, Scott transformed into a peregrine falcon again and dived downwards at the fastest speed.

Just when he was about to touch the ground, Golzan poked his head out from the ground again and opened his bloody mouth.

The Peregrine Falcon transformed by Scott fell into Golzan's mouth.

Golzan closed his mouth, like a fish sinking to the bottom of the water, turned his head and burrowed into the ground.

Swish! Swish! Swish...

The body of the colossus turned into a sharp sword, stabbing towards the ground one after another.

But Golzan, who was moving underground, was like a slippery loach and quickly escaped the pursuit.

When it drilled out of the ground again, it had already reached the top of the entire giant pit.

Scott flew out of Golzan's mouth, turned back into human form, and stood on the cliff overlooking the bottom of the pit.

The silver colossi all turned their heads to look at him and did not attack again.

Scott said: "Now that I am here, it seems that I can leave at any time?"

"Yes."

A colossus opened its mouth, and Mr. Jeffrey's voice came from it.

"But that also means that you give up inheriting the most precious part of knowledge belonging to 'Agast'."

Scott smiled, "You know I won't give up."

"Of course, who would give up halfway?"

Mr. Jeffrey's tone was very firm.

"I can see that you are extremely eager for that knowledge."

At this time, the [Magic Mirror] and the small picture frame slowly descended to Scott's side.

"Yes."

Scott smiled at the Ravenclaw tutor in the painting.

"I am a Ravenclaw, and my greed for knowledge is deep in my bones."

"Using fire seems to be a good idea, but you didn't use it."

Helena floated over.

"Are you worried that if it gets out of control, it will burn the animal skin scrolls in the pyramid?"

Scott shook his head, "Ordinary flames may not work, unless you use the Fiery Flame Curse, and I haven't learned the Fiery Flame Curse."

"What about Edgar?" Rimbaud asked.

Scott said, "Edgar can only control ordinary flames."

"What should I do?"

Helena frowned.

"He knows you won't give up, so he just needs to wait there. And you need to destroy all these colossi to successfully obtain the inherited knowledge."

"Then destroy them."

Scott narrowed his eyes.

Helena looked at him curiously, "What are you going to do?"

"It's just a wandering soul that forcibly stays in the human world, and a dozen puppets controlled by the wandering soul."

The Ravenclaw in the painting spoke in a flat tone, even a little contemptuous.

"He can do it as long as he wants."

"Of course, use my best..."

Scott added with a smile.

As he spoke, he touched the ground on one knee and inserted his wand into the soil with his backhand.

As he chanted the spell, the magic light flowed on the surface of his body.

On the smooth cliff below, tall human figures slowly emerged one after another.

No more, no less, just five.