Medea and Aaron withdraw their wands.

The black mist that stopped above the tombstone drilled towards the collapsed tombstone at this moment, and quickly disappeared.

A period of silence followed.

Sawana muttered to herself, "Is King Arthur's bones really here, and what secrets are they hiding?" ”

"Read on and you'll find out." Scott said.

Sawana asked, "If you don't stop it now, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to fight it later?" ”

"It's just a gamble." Scott calmly said, "Even if we lose in the end, I can always save our lives." ”

At this time, Sawana was already a little anxious.

"What if you lose too much, even if you save your life?"

Scott smiled and stood up.

"What's wrong?" Savana looked up at him.

Scott said, "Since you're not at ease, let's go and see." ”

"It's fine."

Savana nodded, and stood up as well, reaching for the long wooden staff.

The two of them left the table and chairs in the sea of flowers and walked unhurriedly towards the tombstone.

On the other side, Medea and Aaron watched them from afar until they walked in.

Medea raised her wand, and a red light flew and struck Scott's feet, turning a blooming flower into flying debris.

"Stop, Scott."

Medea pointed her wand at Scott.

"I warned you just now, but you didn't stop it, it's too late to come over now."

Aaron also smiled and said, "We will do everything we can to stop you." ”

Scott looked at the shattered tombstone and the deep hole that peeked out beneath the tombstone.

He took a deep breath and seemed to sniff something.

"It's magical." "It's amazing," he said. ”

He could sense that in the cavern under the tombstone, an extraordinarily large magical power was brewing.

Even if that magic power hadn't exploded yet, it had only revealed some magic fluctuations, which was enough to make people's hearts tremble.

"We're just curious and want to take a closer look." He said.

Medea kept pointing the bone wand at him, "There it is."

Scott held out a hand to stop Savanna.

"Okay."

He agreed very simply.

"But ......"

Sawanna frowned.

"It's okay."

Scott smiled reassuringly at her.

Savana looked into his eyes, hesitating, but nodding.

Scott withdrew the hand that had stopped her.

"What an obedient one, my dear sister."

Aaron scoffed at the right time.

Sawanna's hand holding the long wooden staff trembled, and she ignored him.

Scott didn't look at him either, but said to Medea, "What about you, don't you do it yet, ma'am?" ”

The smile on Medea's face was flawless, "I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

"Because you want to be recognized by your father?"

In order to disgust her, Scott assumed the posture of a bosom brother.

"Actually, I don't quite understand, judging by your achievements, if a wizard like you can't be called a genius, then how can you be called a genius?"

Medea's perfect expression finally changed slightly.

Although she quickly hid the resentment, Scott, who had been watching her, found out.

"Of course it's a young man like you, Scott, and you're the real genius."

She praised Scott as if she had no qualms.

"What I've achieved isn't worth mentioning, because it took me a lifetime, and I'm at your age far worse than you're now."

"You're humble."

Scott had a comforting smile on his face, and it seemed a little deliberate, a little fake.

"I'm just lucky."

At this point, he saw Medea's fingers holding the wand move, apparently increasing the force.

But she still complimented Scott, "No, you're a real genius, there's no doubt about that."

Scott was serious and boasted to her, "Even a genius can't compare to you, spanning thousands of years to be reborn and returning, such a feat is not something that any wizard can do." ”

"Don't talk about it, you're all geniuses."

Aaron's expression was exaggerated, and he reached out to touch the non-existent tears in the corners of his eyes.

"I'm an ordinary person, after all, I can't even compare to my sister who is ten years younger."

"If you know, it's good."

Sawanna's voice was cold.

"Say no more, I know I'm just a piece of shit, woo-woo-woo......"

Aaron began to fake crying.

"You're right."

Sawanna's brow furrowed tightly, with a bright look of disgust on her face.

"Mr. Slytherin is coming out."

Scott spoke suddenly.

He looked at Medea with a smile in his eyes.

Medea stared at him for a few seconds before withdrawing her gaze and turning to look at the hole under the tombstone.

At this time, Scott had already sensed that the magic fluctuations in the cave could no longer be suppressed, and he was about to explode completely.

But at the critical point of the outbreak, the extraordinarily large magic fluctuations suddenly became flattened.

Wisps of black mist floated out of the hole.

At first, the fog was very thin, like a translucent veil.

Then, the black fog became more and more numerous, thicker and darker.

Soon, like wolf smoke, it rose into the air, taller than the white tower on the side.

Whining......

A strong wind poured out of the burrow, whimpering.

The wind blew away the inky black fog and lifted Medea's dark green skirt.

The black mist became translucent again, and a figure rose from the hole.

The figure moved, as if in a giant fist.

In an instant, all the black fog quickly dissipated at an extremely fast speed.

A young man wearing a crown and a gorgeous gown is standing on top of the fragments of a tombstone.

This is a young man with blond hair and blue eyes, he has extremely resolute and handsome facial features, a tall and strong body, and a calm and majestic momentum.

The only fly in the ointment is that this young man's skin is not bloodless, pale and transparent, and even black blood vessels under the skin can be seen, which adds a strange feeling.

"Father?" Medea tried to speak.

"Hmm." The blond young man nodded.

Scott and Savana looked at each other.

"He took King Arthur's body? Was the Eternal King so young when he died? Savana muttered softly.

Scott shook his head.

The blond-haired young man looked at them keenly.

Although Savana's voice was soft, Slytherin heard it.

"He certainly wasn't that young when he died."

Slytherin walked forward.

He walked slowly, slowly, as if he was adjusting to his new body.

"But after more than a thousand years of magical nourishment, this body has become young again."

He walked over to the bright silver knight's spear, reached out and drew it, held it in his hand, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Mana nourishment?"

Scott was a little curious, so he asked him directly.

"Someone made some kind of arrangement at King Arthur's burial to resurrect him?"

"It's Morgan, and the other fairies who run Avalon."

Slytherin held the knight's spear to the ground, his long fur-rimmed cloak flying up behind him.

He smiled and asked, "Have you all heard the legend of the Eternal King?" ”

"The people believed that King Arthur was not dead and that he would come back to save the world," Savanna said. ”

Scott asked, "Even if the body is well maintained, what good is it if there is no soul?" Can someone take the soul back from the Grim Reaper? ”

"They kept his soul." Slytherin said, "It's just that the soul was dissipated a thousand years ago. ”

"Did you do it?" Sawanna asked.

"It's me." Slytherin admits simply, "I took their gains. ”

"But you're not really coming back to life right now," Scott said. ”

"Yes."

Slytherin raised his hand again and clenched his fist.

"Although I can use this body, I am not alive now, because without the magic ritual, if it takes a long time, this body will still rot like a corpse."

"So my father had prepared another magical ritual a long time ago." Medea said, "As long as that magical ritual goes well, he will be completely reborn and will have true eternal life." ”

Skoth nodded, "I see, I didn't expect the great Slytherin to be a man who seeks eternal life." ”

"The pursuit of eternal life is not an unspeakable desire."

Slytherin said calmly.

"I've been looking for more time, and I've thought of many ways to do it, but whether it's making Horcruxes or making elixirs out of Philosopher's Stones, the results don't satisfy me."

"What I seek is perfect eternal life."

"Understandable." Scott agreed, "Whether it's a Horcrux or an elixir, even I don't like it." ”

Slytherin laughed.

"Why, do you want to pursue eternal life too?"

"Not yet." Scott said honestly, "Maybe it's because I'm young, maybe I'll start pursuing it when I'm older." ”

"It's a pity." Slytherin said.

Scott gave him an inexplicable look.

"A genius like you, if you can, I also want to see if you can get eternal life, and for a long time, it's not bad if you have companions."

Slytherin said with extra sincerity.

"It's a pity, because I want to gain eternal life, you have to die."

Scott asked directly, "I, the 'Immortal Man', am a material in the magic ritual you prepared?" ”

Slytherin nodded, "An unexpected and valuable material, an accident and a surprise. ”

"That's an honor." Scott pouted.

"The magic ritual that my father prepared requires a lot of precious materials." Medea said, "One of the most important is the power to deflect enough fate. ”

"I see."

Scott clapped his hands.

"Old Mr. Slytherin found Merlin's 'clairvoyant eye' left here, saw the fate of a thousand years later, and recorded it in the 'scroll of history'."

"You have brought Medea back to life in a thousand years in a planned way, and her mission is to destroy the established destiny recorded in the 'Scroll of History' and accumulate enough power to deflect fate."

"And I am not on the record of the 'Scroll of History', so to speak, my appearance is even just an accident."

With that, he slapped his palm hard again.

"It could even be said to be a miracle!"

He had a "how can I be so good" expression on his face.

"That's right."

Slytherin even let go of the hand holding the knight's spear and applauded him.

"I didn't expect that you knew so much about it, but you took the initiative to come here and come to me, which makes people have to praise your courage."

He looked at Scott with admiration.

"Sure enough, what a pity."

"It's not a pity, it's not a pity."

Scott said in a modest tone.

"Although your plan has been planned for a year ago, it is really not easy, and although your father-daughter relationship is deeply touching, I have no intention of sacrificing myself to fulfill you. I'm not a selfless good person. ”

"It's okay, you don't have to take the initiative to sacrifice, it's too difficult for you."

Slytherin also appears to be very considerate of Scott.

"Whatever I want, I'll take it myself."

As he spoke, he reached out again and took the knight's spear and pulled it out of the ground.

Scott watched his movements with curious eyes.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're a wizard."

"Of course I am."

Slytherin raised her hand to undo the cloak that was mopping the floor behind her back.

Scott asked, "So this knight's spear can be used as a wand?" ”

Slytherin said, "Of course King Arthur could use magic. ”

Scott said, "Merlin was his teacher? ”

Slytherin took two more steps forward.

"It was a time when wizards and Muggles were mixed, and even most of the ruling class were wizards who could use magic."

As he spoke, he raised the knight's spear in his hand.

It was obviously a heavy weapon, but in his hands it seemed to be light and fluttering, without any weight.

The sharp tip of the spear shone slightly.

Scott sensed a wave of magic converging at the tip of the spear.

He reached out and grabbed Sawanna, and disappeared in an instant.

The moment they vanished, only a little slower, the Slytherin charged with guns before they stood.

If Scott doesn't leave in time, he will be pierced through the chest by the Knight's spear.

"It's too dangerous."

Scott, who appeared on the other side, showed a palpitating appearance.

"It's just a little bit close, and I'm going to be killed."

"No, it won't." Slytherin said, "I will make sure you live, and only by staying alive can you better help me complete the magical ritual." ”

He looked keenly at Scott's feet, and seemed to spot the black feather under the flowers.

"No wonder Medea thinks so highly of your talents."

He said in an emotional tone.

"Your attainment in space magic is enough to put many wizards who have studied this all their lives to shame."

Scott was extremely modest, "It's just some tricks, and Medea herself is a genius that ordinary people can't match." ”

"Medea is not a genius."

Slytherin's tone was full of disapproval.

"Even if she spent her whole life, she couldn't break through that barrier, of course, it didn't surprise me. What really surprised me was that you did it at such a young age, younger than when I did. ”

Hearing this, Scott couldn't help but cast a sympathetic glance at Medea.

The expression on Medea's face changed again.

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