In fact, for what is coming, there is more awe in the hearts of everyone.

After all, the power of battle cannot be ignored, even if millions of years have passed and all the power has been wiped out, but the residual power should not be underestimated.

In fact, except for Van Lin, the others didn't have much nervousness at all.

It wasn't that far, and in just two minutes or so, a few people arrived at the door of the temple.

The blackness swallowed up all the light, and a feeling of uneasiness rose in Van Lin's heart.

"Let's get in. The priest spoke, and the scorching light on the scepter reflected the priest's face in gold.

This seems to have given Van Lin some confidence.

The hall was empty, and in the light, one symbol after another converged into a strange pattern.

Perhaps, thousands of years ago, these patterns were able to exude strange powers, but now, they have lost their magic, and Van Lin can only feel a little bit of power in these patterns.

"Nothing here?" Sirius said, his wand bursting into a bright glow, and the entire temple hall lit up in an instant.

Apart from the entrance where they stood, there were only a few stone pillars inlaid with braziers in the hall, except for a throne.

"Hell, these braziers can't be lit, my flame can't get in. Sirius said, controlling the wand's flames to fall into the brazier, but the brazier was not ignited, and the crimson flame only struggled twice before it was extinguished.

The pillars are neatly arranged in two sections, but they are still separated from the wall.

Van Lin remembered the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, and he observed the arrangement of the stone pillars.

He knew that each of those techniques had some peculiar arrangement.

"Dante sequence. Dumbledore said, "From the Divine Comedy, the sequence that solidifies Hell." ”

"It's no different from the methods of wizards. Van Lynn said that it seemed to go back to what wizards do best.

"The gods are just human beings, just like us, they are the beings of this world, but their power breaks the rules, so they become powerful, and in the end, they are just some wizards who are far more powerful than us. ”

Fan Lin looked at the priest in surprise, sitting on the highest priesthood, no matter how you look at it, these words should not come out of the mouth of the sacrifice.

"We should be sane about the truth of the world. "Of course, faith is a must, and only faith can move a wizard forward." ”

"My old friend, maybe the old fellow of the Pope will like you, but not as much as he imagined. ”

"Of course, because our beliefs are different. As the priest spoke, he slammed the scepter into the ground, and the crisp sound couldn't help but start.

A halo of white-gold light spread out from the tip of the scepter, and the moment it touched, the brazier that Sirius could not ignite burst into flames in an instant, and the flames seemed to engulf the stone pillar entirely.

It seems that the power of the sacrifice cannot be well controlled, it can be said that the power obtained is too huge, the divinity of a whole arm, the power of the sacrifice itself, plus the blessing of everyone, the power of the sacrifice is now more powerful than Dumbledore.

However, the shaking did not stop.

A section of the scepter sank deep into the ground, and the golden power continued to fill the magic lines on the ground.

The power continued to spread, and soon, the entire hall was covered with golden magic patterns.

It's like something amazing has set off.

A strong vibration came from under everyone's feet, and there was a faint roaring sound that shook the heart.

It seems to be very painful.

It is not dead, not even physically.

This is not good news, the part of the flesh that Fan Lin encountered has been completely assimilated by the stone body, which is not a level of threat.

"You should all hear that. "I think that's what we're aiming for, the monsters that have lived since the beginning of the battle of the gods." ”

"What the hell is this? Sirius said, "What the hell have they been living in this hellish place for so long, what the hell have they been sustaining ......?"

"Energy, I think some of the energy in this space is still absorbed by this thing. Van Lin said. "I can open this place, I can feel it, it's down there. ”

"Absolutely. The priest said, "That's what we're here for, isn't it?"

As he spoke, the vibrations of the earth began to grow stronger, and the terrifying sound became clearer.

This is not a good thing, it seems that this thing is still very active, and Van Lin can't imagine what stimulated it.

Perhaps it was the scorching runes that made the imprisoned monsters feel pain, but there was nothing they could do.

This monster wants to break free, and Van Lin wants to destroy, and there must be all kinds of contradictions between the two.

Verlin stood still, three men holding wands, even Dumbledore, which could not tolerate any sloppiness.

The runes on the ground began to move, and the stone pillars arranged in Dante's order began to change their orientation, otherwise they would not have been able to open at all.

The entire temple was like a huge alchemy product, as if any direction could change its original form in the next second.

This may be one of Nicolame's pursuits, but at the same time it is the pursuit of Van Lin, all magical things, according to man's will.

Sounds wonderful, doesn't it?

However, beneath this beauty lies indeed the deadliest threat.

A hollow gradually appeared in front of everyone, and they didn't intuitively see the evil of suppression, but that kind of breath was something that Fan Lin couldn't forget.

Sirius seemed to see all the beauty of the world, his eyes were a little misty, and he was walking towards the abyss he devoured step by step.

It took a little time for Fan Lin, even if he experienced it once, but for such a spiritual invasion, Fan Lin still had no way to completely resist it.

Even if it was as strong as Dumbledore, Van Lin could clearly see that extremely sad expression on Dumbledore's face when he struggled over.

In Van Lin's eyes, Dumbledore was powerful, and Dumbledore's steadfastness bordered on paranoid madness.

This was the first time Van Lin saw the sadness of Dumbledore's expression, like a normal old man, using his young past to pay tribute to his old present.