Evan gasped as he quickly passed through the crowd of fallen horses crawling on the ground. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Like Ugett, the Fallen Horses are all motionless.

They lay there silently, the expressions on their faces still stopping for the last second, surprised, panicked, elated, and withdrawn.

Except for Evan and the evil god, the whole world seemed to stand still in an instant.

Aven's Patronus swirls around his body, a white shield of energy protecting him from the whispers of the evil god and the spreading negativity.

In the sky, filled with countless flesh and blood, the evil god's huge spherical body had expanded beyond ordinary people's imagination, like a moon that suddenly descended on the earth's surface.

On its body, the constantly swaying tentacles obscure the sky.

At the foot of the centaur statue in the center of the temple, Aven looked up, and above his head there was nothing to see except for the devastated and growing body of the god.

It was dark, but Aven's goal was clear.

He had just felt that all the magic that had escaped from the Philosopher's Stone had converged on the head of the giant centaur statue, and the wooden statue of the evil god was hidden nearby.

It was as if a stone staircase had been specially prepared for him stood silently, stretching straight up from under the statue's feet to the highest point in the clouds.

Along the stone staircase, Evan looked up and felt dizzy.

"Death is death!" he determined, overcoming his deepest fears, and ran towards the stone stairs.

In the next second, a mutation suddenly appeared.

The bodies of the stagnant centaurs around him suddenly changed, their skin tumbling and tumbling, bulging upwards or sinking downwards, their flesh torn apart.

Under the control of the evil gods, the centaurs have all turned into terrifying monsters.

Some parts of their bodies still bear the characteristics of centaurs, but others are starting to become terrifying and weird, their eyes bulging outwards and their bones beginning to deform.

The original face is now a large mouth, like an open giant mussel, with fangs at the edges and tiny teeth on the inside.

In the center of the mouth is a huge red tongue.

There they shook disgustingly, licking the skin on the inside of their mouths.

The Fallen Centaur who had turned into a monster quickly rushed towards Aven, who ran forward with all his might, gasping violently, and the monsters behind him were much faster than him.

This is not the way to go, he is not Ugget, he can't fight these monsters head-on, he bit his lip hard, stopped, and turned quickly.

Evan wiped the sweat from his head, waving his wand in his hand.

Golden flames erupted from the end of his wand, a fire charm.

Evan had already used this evil spell once before at Alagog's nest**, and it had burned almost the entire cavern, including the gushing spring.

As before, all the flames swirled and roared as if they were alive, charging towards the nearest alien horseman.

The evil flames devoured everything it touched, and it faced off against the evil gods in the sky and the evil creatures it had created, and the two sides seemed to be competing to see who was more evil.

After casting the fire spell, Evan didn't even look at it, and ran straight to the stone staircase next to the statue.

With all his strength, he kept sprinting upwards, skimming the stairs.

Below, the flames began to morph, transforming into a horde of fiery beasts: fiery serpents, Kemeramon and fiery dragons, which rose and fell and rose again.

The entire platform at the top of the temple has become a sea of flames.

Countless Fallen Centaur aliens were played with by the flames, dodging in all directions, seemingly able to escape, but were soon engulfed in the flames of Hell, turning to ashes and scattering in the wind.

The fire raged, and the fire beasts writhed in the flames, their claws, tentacles, and tails snapping, and even the obsidian floor was roasted red.

With an unpleasant smell of burning, the smoke steamed upward.

The strange thing is that the ground and the rock wall of the building covered by the tentacles of the evil god did not do any damage, and the flames stopped there, not harming the evil god in the slightest.

"Foolish human wizard, you try to challenge my power with your weak spells, but you don't know that you are getting closer to death. The evil god said slowly.

The spherical body rolled slowly, its huge eyes turned to the bottom, staring at Evan with a terrifyingly cold gaze.

"Have you ever tried the sensation of death?" it asked quietly, "but it is not the most terrifying, and death has its end in a long and strange time. ”

Evan ignored it, gasping violently as the stairs flashed in front of him.

He didn't know where he was running, and the stone staircase seemed to never end.

He tried not to look or think about what was going on beneath the statue, so that he wouldn't be so dizzy, and inside of his body was a large, rough statue of a centaur.

On the outside, the huge body of the evil god is becoming clearer and clearer.

Countless flesh and blood were gathered and devoured by it, but it was still not satisfied, the shaking tentacles were still just phantoms, and the flesh-like body was full of sores.

Every sore was bottomless, and green mucus flowed from it.

It kept saying crazy words at Aven, disturbing his mind, but because it didn't form tentacles, it didn't have any real attacking power.

Evan climbed faster and faster, sweating like rain, and liquid even began to bubble out of his eyes.

He felt like he was already tired, but his legs were still going up.

It's an endless battle, Evan's physical strength is all gone, and he just wants to lie on the ground and rest now, but under the oppression of the evil god, he is still squeezing himself.

Perhaps this was exactly what Gryffindor was hoping for, to test Aven's limits.

The instinctive fear of high places, the fear of evil gods, has all been left behind by Aven.

He had nothing to fear now, and there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to climb up.

He was going to climb to the top and destroy the statue of the evil god to stop it from coming.

I don't know how long it has been, but the dim sky has become darker and darker, the sun has disappeared, and the stars have hung all over the night sky.

Finally, Evan climbed to the top of the statue.

He cut straight through the swirling thick clouds, the massive body of the evil god was gone, and he was now standing above them.

The scene before him became incomparably wider, and the bright, bright moonlight shone on him.

Evan had never seen such a blue night sky, it was like a fairyland, there was nothing around but him, and countless clouds and mist were churning under his feet.

On the circular platform in front of him, located in the clouds, Godric Gryffindor looked at him with a smile on his face, and he smiled and said, "Congratulations, you passed the challenge!" (To be continued.) )