Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 360: Forbidden evil
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"Get ready to fight!" Huguet mumbled and took out his spear.
Looking at the slowly opened stone door, Ivan concentrates on preparing for a battle.
The next second, he gasped and put down wand(s), and outside the stone door had nothing left.
At this time, the corrupted Centaur(s)s were all furiously fighting outside. I did n’t expect anyone to dive deep into the bottom of the lake. The entire Moon Temple guarded against emptiness.
"Very good, our battle plan was successful, no one noticed that we have entered the temple." Huguet did not hesitate, turned straight to the left channel, "Walk here, human! We don't have much time Waste, we must reach the top of the temple before they find it. Our destination is there, and evil rituals are being performed there. "
Under the dim flashing light of the torch, the ancient temple is full of mystery.
On the mottled walls, only traces of years of erosion are left. Many Centaur(s) unique pictographic ornaments and huge stone sculptures stand quietly in the corners, covered with dust.
In the empty passage, only two people's rapid footsteps echoed.
Just as not long ago, Ivan first entered the scene seen in this temple. Even after a thousand years, the peaceful temple has not changed.
However, he soon noticed the difference. When passing through a huge round arched stone room, Ivan noticed that the ground and surrounding walls were covered with dark red paint.
A question arises in his mind, what are these corrupted Centaur(s)s doing? !
Why do they paint their sacred temples with red paint? This is too abnormal.
Immediately, he found himself wrong. These dark red liquids were not pigments at all, and all were blood stains that had solidified. There was a massacre here!
No corpses, no wreckage, only dried blood clots were left behind, quietly telling about the crimes that happened in this room in the past.
Ivan followed Huguet and stepped on the ground sticky, making a subtle sound like tearing scar.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle ...
This sounds very uncomfortable, * the pungent, **** smell came across the face.
Ivan felt disgusting, he urged himself not to spit it out.
"The fallen Centaur(s)s are completely crazy, I believe that evil god(s) can lead them to glory!" Huguet is also very uncomfortable, "According to its requirements, they captured a large number of creatures to slaughter here, that evil god(s) And its believers need a lot of flesh and blood as a tribute. "
"It's crazy, let's go!" Ivan waved his hand.
He tried to hold his breath as much as possible, tightening his collarbone, and suppressing this strong physiological response. He never expected to see this kind of scene in the Centaur(s) temple.
As Professor Trelawny said, this dark temple is full of taboos.
They moved quickly through the whole room, stone door slowly opened, Ivan took the lead, then, he stopped suddenly, his eyes widening and staring at the channel in front of him.
On the ground not far away, there is a body of Kelpie Grindylow.
It seems to be forgotten here by the corrupted Centaur(s). The highly decaying face is facing Ivan. The face is very human-like, the expression is twisted painfully, the missing muscles seem to be eaten by unknown creatures, in the naked eyes , With hate, dark and deep gaze at the front.
It is not that Ivan has never killed Grindylow, but this is definitely a slaughter.
It's just to satisfy the killer's instant pleasure, or perhaps even more evil, to torture the soul of this Kelpie, so that it will not rest in eternal life.
This is the key to making Horcrux. Through the torture before death, the soul becomes extremely unstable, more easily split, or absorbed.
The feeling of nausea grows stronger, and Ivan's wand(s) unconsciously picks up.
A golden flame emerged from his wand(s) contradiction, burning the body of Grindylow, hoping that it would be able to rest in peace.
"This is just a part of the crime that will be witnessed will far exceed your imagination!" Huguet said coldly, with a suppressed anger in his voice, "That evil god(s) made the noble Centaur(s) fall into an evil heresy, forever Nor forgive! "
Ivan nodded, the mouth is full of bitter taste.
He tried to calm himself down, as if these were no big deal, he made up his mind to stop the evil god(s) who was being called.
The round room full of coagulated blood stains seems to be a signal. As Huguet said, on the way back, Ivan saw many unimaginable pictures.
The walls on both ends of the tunnel are full of scary monsters, who ate their flesh with their fangs.
According to Ivan, these devil-like creatures will never appear on any magic book. They are like Centaur(s) ’s conjectures. in the world never existed.
He also hopes that everything is as he thinks, these monsters are all non-existent, otherwise he can hardly imagine how to fight them, which is far beyond his common sense.
What I saw and heard along the way gave him a new understanding of the species Centaur(s).
In the words of Dobby the House Elf, if a domesticated little elf / pixie(s) falls, then he will be incurably bad. This sentence also applies to Centaur(s).
Love stargazing, divination, archery, these are not all Centaur(s).
This kind of magical creature with rough appearance is full of unimaginable fanaticism inside.
Ivan and Huguet went all the way forward. Although there was no communication, both of them subconsciously accelerated their pace.
"Wait a minute, this is really weird!" Huguet suddenly frowned and said, "It's too much quiet in the temple, they can't stay without a guard."
Although it is a latent assault, it would be a huge joke if they were allowed to break into the top of the temple and destroy the ongoing calling ceremony.
corrupted Centaur(s)s will not be so stupid, and the challenge of Gryffindor to Ivan extra layout will not be so simple, there must be anything waiting for them.
"Those corrupted Centaur(s) are fighting outside. If they are not allowed to enter here, they still have other defensive measures." Ivan analyzed.
He thought of the horror statues he had seen in that room before, those with worm-like monsters all over his head.
"Maybe we can ..." Huguet suddenly stopped.
He gripped his spear and looked nervously at the front of Yong Dao, as if there were anything coming over.
Buzz, buzz, buzz ...
Ivan was stunned for a moment, how could there be bees here, but he soon saw what was coming, and there was nothing less like bees than these monsters. (To be continued.)