"Supreme Authority, tell me, what do you think death is?" asked Zhang Cheng as he stared at the fragments of his soul that had been broken down into countless tiny particles inside the container.

"According to the definition of human medicine, when the electrical activity of the brain is lost, it means death. But from a magical point of view, as long as the soul of a creature remains, it is still alive. Dear master, death is never a definition in an absolute sense, but a relative one. It is not the objective reality that determines death, but the perception and understanding of death in the context of the times. The artifact spoke out unhurriedly.

It has to be said that as a weapon with the ability to think independently, its level of intelligence is somehow no less than that of the smartest humans.

On the contrary, because it is free of all kinds of biases, it is more unbiased and can provide some very good advice.

Zhang Cheng is obviously very aware of this, so he often asks some questions.

On the one hand, it is used as a reference, and on the other hand, it is also cultivating the complexity of supreme authority thinking, so that it will evolve to a higher level of logical thinking.

I saw him casually release a large amount of arcane energy, re-turning the scattered particles into small pieces, and said noncommittally: "Maybe you are right, death is not an absolute concept, but only a relative definition of understanding and cognition. But what you ignore is that all worlds, including the entire universe, have an absolute system that determines whether life is alive or dead. ”

"Oh, you mean the rules of death?" the Supreme Authority's anticipation revealed intense curiosity.

"That's right! the rules of death! a powerful force that can never be controlled by any mortal or god! something that is above everything else. Even the gods of death in the mythical age have only absorbed a small part of the authority of the rules of death. Think about it, can any Grim Reaper be able to make planets or rampant death? No, they can't, all they can do is build a realm of death for mortal souls......"

When he said this, Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with chilling madness.

Yes!

Through the fragments of Voldemort's Horcruxes, he had spied a glimpse of the truth behind a secret of death.

Compared to the ubiquitous rules of death, the Grim Reaper, the Lich King, Hell, and Heaven are all just insignificant specimens of dust in the entire vast system of death.

From the moment the entire universe was born, death followed like an invisible ghost, and even the universe itself could not escape the fate of ultimate destruction, let alone the life that existed in the universe.

But there are always those who can perceive the existence of the rules of death and twist them into a force that they can control in a certain environment, and they are either mythical and legendary Grim Reapers, or some extremely powerful individuals.

"You also want to gain the power of the rules of death?" The supreme authority is worthy of being an artifact created by Zhang Cheng himself, and he immediately saw through the ambition of his master.

"Hehe! With such a powerful rule, who wouldn't snoop on it. Don't forget, it's the only power we know of that can kill the Creator. Zhang Chengyi replied with a deep feeling.

"What about the power of creation, are you going to give it up?" asked the Supreme Authority, in a tone of uncertainty that was not very clear.

Zhang Cheng hesitated for a moment, then quickly shook his head with a smile: "No, why give up? Don't you forget, I'm a very greedy person, and I won't let go of anything valuable." What's more, it is also a wise choice to have a deep understanding of the enemy's strength. Most importantly, the increase in creative power can mask my real hole cards. ”

"Understood, when are you going to talk to the wizard who calls himself Lord Voldemort? I'm sure some of the knowledge in his head will be very useful to you. ”

"What's the hurry! Our dear Lord Dark Lord doesn't even have a fixed form now, and is busy hiding from the enemy. Wait another two years, and after two years he will naturally appear in front of us. ”

As the last word blurted out, Zhang Cheng extinguished the lights in the basement of Malfoy Manor with a wave of his hand, and disappeared without a trace through teleportation magic.

......

At the same time, after Christmas, Lucius is wielding the large amount of gold he has just obtained, and he is recklessly buying all kinds of properties, whether it is Diagon Alley or Tumbledown Alley, there are a large number of shops that have become his own property, and the name of the Malfoy family has become more and more popular, even if the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic are carrying out their tasks, they must maintain a considerable degree of respect for them, otherwise the public opinion offensive of the mountains and tsunamis can immediately crush a person.

As the saying goes, most of the pain and choice difficulties in this world are caused by poverty.

Once you have money to spend, all of this will no longer be a problem.

Of course, not everyone will be bought by money, for example, Arthur Weasley does not eat this set, and not long ago he even personally led a team to search the Malfoy family's manor, trying to catch evidence of the other party's secret possession of dark magic items.

Deeply humiliated and disgusted by this, Lucius was now sitting alone in the living room, clutching his cane tightly, thinking about how he could teach the other a memorable lesson.

But before he could come up with any good solution, he suddenly saw Zhang Cheng appear out of thin air, and hurriedly stood up and greeted: "Good afternoon, Your Excellency, is there anything I can serve?"

"Ah, good afternoon, my friend. Thank you for your kindness, I don't need much help at the moment. By the way, how is your plan?" Zhang Cheng sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip of it, and stared at the other party with interest.

"It won't be a few days, I'll be able to send Dumbledore's half-giant minions to Azkaban, and then when the situation gets worse, I'll mobilize the board to get rid of that damn old guy. When the time comes, all those who have been loyal to him will be liquidated without exception, especially the Weasleys. Lucius explained with a grim face.

"Open the Chamber of Secrets by scattering relics from the Dark Lord's student days, create panic and chaos, and then let the current headmaster take responsibility? Don't forget, the wizarding world has always been a place where strength speaks, and unless someone can stand up and defeat him, he's the uncrowned king. Even the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic would not easily offend the most powerful wizard in existence. ”

"What do you mean ......"

"My consciousness is that as long as Dumbledore is willing to compromise to some degree, no one will take a huge risk to provoke him. After all, the difference between the White Wizard and the Dark Wizard is likely to be just an emotional outburst, do you dare to imagine Dumbledore giving up the bottom line and going on a killing spree?"

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