"Merlin on !!"

"Is this a god, or a miracle?"

"Oh God! I saw Poseidon, the god of the sea! ”

Behind Owen, about a few kilometers away, there was another huge cruise ship, brightly lit.

It was the Muggle boat that had suddenly burst into the maelstrom, and it was the end of June and the beginning of July, the best months for travel, and the number of ships coming and going to the Strait of Messina every day was too much to fill the port.

No matter how tightly protected the Ministry of Magic is, there will still be ships sailing into the waters affected by the whirlpool.

Of course, it is more likely that there is some kind of external traction in the sea that is unrecognizable to the naked eye.

At this time, a group of wizards on board were about to control the ship out of the sea, and just as they were about to cast a spell, the sea exploded.

Yes - the pot exploded, the naked eye visibly exploded.

Like countless Muggles, they subconsciously craned their necks to look into the depths of the whirlpool!

The giant's body shimmered faintly in the moonlight, adding a mysterious and spectacular sight to this deep sea.

I don't know how many kilometers of the figure, the impact on them is too great.

In this area, the closest thing to the heavenly kingdom of the gods on earth.

Countless Muggles subconsciously knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the figure.

and their gods were cried out in their mouths.

Wizards naturally don't have Muggle gods in their mouths.

After a few "Merlin's beard!" In shock, several wizards immediately apparitioned and wanted to go to the sea area to get a glimpse of what was going on.

But he hit his head into the golden curtain.

I can't wear it anyway.

"What's going on?"

"Why can't you get by?"

"Is it an anti-illusion shifter?"

Several wizards cast Transfiguration Charms and conjured a wooden plank, which they trampled on and stood on the surface of the sea.

Other wizards controlled the surrounding waters so that they did not tumble over, so that they were not overturned.

"Look at that—there's someone in there!" A wizard exclaimed.

"Anyone?"

The others looked sideways, and sure enough, on the surface of the sea, they saw an Iceland, and although they couldn't see the face clearly, they could be sure that it was indeed a person.

"Someone's fighting this giant!"

"Fighting?"

As soon as the wizard spoke, the others turned to look at him, "No kidding, okay?" Fight? Take what to fight! ”

"Are you blind? That giant a few hundred meters away, Merlin alive - no - Solomon can't win this kind of giant alive! ”

Unlike traditional Camelot legends, after the death of King Arthur, Merlin entered Avalon and disappeared from all else.

In the world of Harry Potter, Merlin has been committed to promoting the union of wizards and Muggles on an equal footing, and his traces can be found throughout Europe and the world.

This is also an important reason why the mantra 'Merlin's beard' can cover different languages and countries.

The last time Merlin lived was about five or six hundred years after the International Confederation of Wizards, after which Merlin disappeared completely.

It is rumored that he is dead, Merlin has lived for more than a thousand years, and death may be his final destination.

But there were also wizards, such as the members of the Order of Merlin, who were the group that awarded the Merlin Medal to wizards, who believed that Merlin was not dead, and that, as in Muggle legend, he returned to the myth of Avalon quietly watching the present people.

But Owen knew that Merlin must be dead.

Because he is also one of the 'Sparks'.

If the previous heir survives, there will be no next one.

So he must have died.

As for the Italians who called Solomon, he was also a famous wizard.

He was the king who once ruled the plains of Mesopotamia, he was active before Merlin, a figure in the first millennium BC, a famous alchemist, a master of spells, a master of dueling, and a master of magic patterns, and the only wizard monarch in the history of magic who revealed his identity, with great influence and was very famous along the entire Mediterranean coast.

He is best known for the story of his creation of seventy-two apostles of the demon gods for him to drive.

and the 'Wise Man's Proof' on the fingers, ten magic rings, which are said to be the culmination of ancient alchemy, each with incredible powers.

If a wizard has ten rings, he will have the power of a god.

In addition - King Solomon, who has a high place in the history of wizards.

Modern wizards believe that the history of magic is divided into segments after the death of King Solomon—before it could be called the Age of the Gods, the Age of the Gods, according to the name of the Muggles.

This was followed by the Magical Calendar – also known as the beginning of civilization.

It was only after this that wizards established the magical civilization that modern wizards identified with.

And it's true that many of the rules of magic in modern times come after Solomon's death, such as casting spells with a wand. The earliest wands were invented around 4500 B.C.

This is a very hourly account of Professor Spen's history of magic.

And after the two sorcerers who passed in advance.

Others couldn't help but think differently.

"Maybe King Solomon, who can deal with this kind of giant, didn't he create seventy-two demon gods? Maybe those demon gods are so huge. ”

A middle-aged wizard with dark skin and curly hair sighed.

"Don't worry about Solomon!" The Auror in charge of the command spoke, "That wizard was obviously caught up in an accident, and we need to find a way to save him and go back to the liaison department." Send the members of the Department of Mysteries to see what the hell is going on with this veil! ”

No sooner had he given the order than a wizard behind him distorted time and disappeared in place.

He turned his gaze back behind the Veil.

It's like a god's generation, a god's battlefield.

"Whew!"

Owen let out a chill breath.

His eyes stared straight at the giant in front of him.

His feelings were more shocking than others.

Such a huge giant - just one breath, the resulting breath is a wave of wind.

A twist of the body can set off a gust of wind and waves.

Not to mention, the body that twisted up and down, composed of countless flesh and blood limbs.

Take a look at the SAN value and drop it.

He had to maintain the Occlumency of the Brain at all times, and the whispers of the outer gods were simply pervasive.

"That's—"

Just as Owen calmly suppressed the miserable, hideous cries in his mind, the giant's body suddenly changed dramatically.

The muscles of the mountain-like stone in his chest suddenly twisted, and then an eye drilled out.

Bigger and brighter.

In a few moments, the one-eyed took over the giant's entire chest.

It was one, blood-red eyes, the whites of the eyes were covered with bloodshots, and there were several hook-shaped flames in the black pupils, and the flames flowed like water, and an evil that was about to come out spread out.

"Spark—scared by my truth."

In the eyes of the flames, the figure of the woman just now slowly emerged.

The same face that is almost identical to Owen's.

Her hair flowed like flames in the back of her head.

The figure is located among those magatama.

"That's not it!" Alone on the sea, Owen tries to escape.

But the mouth is still as hard as ever!

"You must have invaded the body of the Giant King! If you want another body to see, this encroachment should be imperfect. Owen said, "Sometimes big doesn't necessarily mean good, it can be sick or diseased, or the body can't carry your magic, like torn clothes, that's why you keep getting those gods to bring flesh and blood to mend clothes, right?" ”

The corners of Owen's mouth were raised, revealing a sneer, "It's a pity that I made up for it, but I made up for it!" ”

"Well-I think you're looking really good right now, and you can tell at a glance that you're a monster. If it was just like that-I don't know, I thought I had some kind of cosmia buddy! ”

Although he is amused by pretending to be Lani and Melina to flirt with wizards, it doesn't mean that he is willing to wear women's clothes with his face!

Can use someone else's

"Clever—the future spark that Ambrosius values the most, you are much smarter than the others."

"But—" The woman in her eyes looked at him indifferently, "your strength is too weak, and since you are unwilling to make a deal with me, I cannot let go of this opportunity to let you go." ”

"What- you're holding me again?" Owen looked at the figure that was high up and like a god with disdain, "Didn't you just say that I am a treasure of supreme will?" How do you want to rob? ”

"Hmm—Starfire, you're smart indeed." Suddenly, the woman regained her agility again.

She hugged her chest and smiled cruelly.

In the pupils of the flames, a purple light suddenly lit up.

"Now that you understand, it's all the more important for you to give your body to me." "The world will not be completely annihilated," she said. I will take my place, like a child devouring his parents. ”

"The great unification will be brought about by me, and in this way, you can be regarded as an alternative victory over the supreme will.

The most enemy? Why don't you do it? ”

The woman's voice was leisurely, with a strong demagogy.

Owen's mind, illuminated by the strange purple light, suddenly gave birth to infinite negative emotions, and the emotions of rottenness, giving up, loss, and exhaustion almost annihilated his consciousness.

Forget it – so be it!

Anyway, I can't win against such an enemy.

Maybe we can talk about good conditions - and so on, and the idea constantly impinges on his persistence.

Like he said to Sirius.

What does it have to do with him how the world ends?

Is that his responsibility?

Is that his obligation?

Who demanded that he must confront the outer gods?

Everything was imposed on him by himself, and if one day he let go, it would undoubtedly be a relief.

Well, the world suddenly became so quiet and warm.

Like a Hufflepuff lounge, his soft bed.

I really want to get into it right now and sleep until the universe is destroyed.

"Meow?"

In the blue sky and green grass pet backpack, Shylock's sapphire eyes were looking at the branches that emitted a faint light in front of him.

This is what it fished out of the pool of the World Tree.

It is the same length as a normal wand, and the surface is covered with young green leaves.

"Meow?"

The kitten stretched out its fleshy paws and, tentatively, patted the branch.

Suddenly, the light was even more powerful, as if some kind of rhythm had been transmitted, vowing to reach a farther distance.

"Ah!!h

"Help—"

"The shipwreck !!"

It's noisy - who is it?

Owen, who was already covered with the quilt, suddenly heard a commotion.

He didn't want to open his eyes.

But it was very strange to see the 'outside'.

Unlike the calm sea inside the curtain, which is like a lake, the sea outside the curtain is turbulent, like a boiling lake, and the turbulent whirlpool prevents anyone from approaching the light curtain.

Wizards also rode brooms or used spells to control the sea to stay for a while.

In the distance, a Muggle cargo ship unexpectedly sailed in.

Although it is a 10,000-ton giant ship, it is easily overturned in the face of such a huge wave.

In the next second, countless containers and Muggles fell into the sea.

The screams and cries for help instantly became noisy.

"Concealment magic and Muggle banishment spells don't work at all, and more and more Muggles are coming here. Ships throughout the Mediterranean! ”

The wizards shouted.

When the Great Vortex of Kalibdis first intensified, a few months earlier, the Italian Ministry of Magic had placed countless spells of expulsion and concealment around the Great Vortex.

It was also these spells that protected the cargo ship of the sea for more than a month.

But now—apparently, their magic has finally failed.

There seemed to be a force in the depths of the sea pulling the Muggle boats, sending them one by one to their deaths.

"Save people first!" The Magical Auror Commander of Italy gave the order.

They weren't dark wizards after all.

Although they look down on Muggles in their hearts, they will still save them if they are also lives.

It's just — they're too busy.

The action of the rescue is a drop in the bucket.

There were many merchant ships around, and more than one ship was overturned, and every time they tried to rescue the people of one boat, the other two boats were overboard.

Life is like duckweed, and in the midst of this wave, a big wave becomes a part of the sea.

Screaming - shouting - struggling

It's like a nightmare.

And all of this was clearly reflected in Owen's closed eyes.

It was as if the picture appeared directly on his pupils.

Look at the man who fell into the water!

Bewitched by his consciousness, Owen slowly walked into the deepest part of his memory.

It was a memory.

In memory, it is also a sea.

Also a freighter.

He remembered the rain that day, as heavy as it was today.

Then someone fell overboard.

He remembered a fool who jumped into the sea with a lifebuoy in spite of his life.

He remembered that he had never told anyone about it.

Everyone has a time when they don't want to do anything.

Everyone has times of timidity and fear.

There is no shame in running away, it is the instinct of living beings.

It is precisely because of this that the preciousness of courage can be reflected.

It is a hymn to humanity alone.

Noble hymn!

"Huh-"

"With great power comes less responsibility – fuck." The boy who fell into the water laughed at himself.

The lilac sea below him rippled.

Consciousness rushed out of this muddy pool.

On Iceland, Owen opened his eyes.

"Stain—" the corners of his mouth arced upward, and a tongue smack came out of his mouth, "I've never seen anyone speak of betrayal and lies so clearly. ”

"So, you want my body?"

Owen's face changed, his eyes filled with anger and arrogance, and his presumptuous voice echoed across the sea.

"Then you get it!"

"I'm here !!"

"Click-"

The sky was lightning bolting.

Bring a glimmer of light to this shadowy world.

The next moment, Owen raised his crystal wand.

Ancient magic gushed down his arm from the warp wand.

Turned into countless invisible threads.

Connecting the forces of nature in the heavens.

"Tempest—"

He began to wave his arms heavily.

"Showers—"

"Boom !!"

Ten thousand bolts of lightning rushed through the clouds.

And Owen is using the weather spell to manipulate these forces of nature.

Ordinary spells are definitely useless against such enemies.

Only the most primitive, terrifying, and devastating spells could have harmed her.

"Shhh

A horse's cry came from high in the sky.

It turned out that the lightning had converged into galloping horses, rushing down with unstoppable might.

"Bang!"

Not the sound of bombing.

It's some kind of crashing sound.

Owen tilted his head, his eyes showed surprise, the thunder and lightning turned into a flying horse, on the top of the giant's head, as if it had hit something, he could even see the surging current constantly venting, but he couldn't move forward even an inch.

"Starfire—" the woman's voice remained unsaddened, "you're the only wizard to reach such heights at this age.

This is the brightest spark prophesied by Ambrosius? ”

In the giant's eyes, the woman slowly raised her arm, "I am not supreme will, but I am also a god. ”

Her voice is like a wind chime, and at this moment, it is like a bell.

Brilliant day, mouth with heavenly constitution.

Her words were heard by all wizards and Muggles within a few nautical miles.

"I say, the thunder will dissipate!"

As if it really had a heavenly constitution in its mouth, the crashing thunder and lightning Pegasus dissipated in an instant as if it had been wiped off the drawings.

"I said, Let there be light!" I just say.

High in the sky, the second sun rises.

True stars, stars that radiate for nearly hundreds of millions of years, their light is obscured by dark clouds.

But the second sun is a circle of ancient runi characters, like a circle.

The rings are nested within each other, which reminds Owen of the signs he saw everywhere in Ionian City.

It was the ring that glowed golden.

The sea area within the entire "curtain" is like daylight.

Owen stood above Iceland, looking up like a low-ranking beast at the miracle of the shore.

At this moment, he experienced how the giants felt when they looked at his star shower.

And that's just a few hundred feet away.

Now - it's nautical miles.

"I say, Thou shalt be bound by the light!"

The light in the clouds suddenly became hot and bright.

The magic ring suddenly sank, like a meteor falling, but not so fast.

And on the mirror-like surface of the sea, the sky is also reflected in the magic circle.

Soon—soon.

Owen discovered that there was more to the sea than just reflections.

It really appeared in a circle of magic circles, centered on him, constantly shrinking.

Owen could feel as if the space around him was being constrained.

The pipes in the space used by the illusion are all blocked.

He couldn't touch the location of any of the pipes.

Although apparition was not possible here, the closure was undoubtedly stronger now.

Presumably, there must have been an heir of the previous generation who used some kind of phantom shifting spell that could escape the majority of the enclosed spatial passages.

Earlier, he had said that the struggle between the outer gods and the heirs was spiraling, like a never-ending arms race.

Now, this circle has finally blocked all the space passages, which is the product of the arms race.

The light is still condensing.

He who claims to be a god does not have any respite from him.

The golden light flowed, and high in the sky, the magic circle gave birth to countless swords made of light.

A golden sword that pierces through the clouds.

Straight for him.

Owen couldn't dodge at all, he could only look at ———— and look at the golden sword, trying to pierce him through the heart.

"Whew-" In the last moment, Owen forced himself to calm down.

"Gods?" He whispered, shock and horror receding from his face.

The Crystallization Wand has never been so transparent.

"Since you can't avoid it, let you see what it is, the ultimate barrier to bend the will of the gods."

"Sanchez Force Field!"

Spots of blue light, like blooming roses, wrapped him firmly.

The will of the gods has been transformed into thousands of sharp swords.

The raindrops alluded to the sword light, brilliant and colorful.

When the golden sword collided with the rose, the scene of the heart-snatching appeared.

I saw that all the golden swords passed by Owen, as if they had met natural enemies - like light bypassing a black hole, like breaking the will of the gods, and breaking them with force.

All the swords were heading behind him.

Some even made their way through the curtain and headed outside.

In the rumbling sound, a monstrous wave exploded in the distance.

Another merchant ship was capsized.

"Huh?"

The doubts of the gods are deafening.

For mortals, this is the best compliment.

"I haven't seen you for a thousand years, and the Sparks have made a little progress."

The giant's flame pupils were staring at him.

Owen could notice that the Flame Giant's body seemed to be more lithomorphic.

Well-it seems that the so-called gods are not free to fight him.

"Nice magic, nice extreme, all good."

As he spoke, its huge eyes and thick eyelashes were slowly petrifying.

Think of the giant's huge stone body.

Owen had reason to believe that the gods simply did not have complete control over the body.

Her strength was beyond the capacity of her shell.

No wonder, she had to find a Cyclops, because no other creature could inhabit his spirit.

"Not bad?" Owen chuckled, "Since everything here obeys your laws, and the forces of nature are not working against you, then-"

Owen's gaze betrayed madness, and the crystallized wand swung quickly again.

"Origin: Arctic Storm."

The sea breeze suddenly fell silent.

There was silence, and a cold, biting wind erupted from Owen's wand.

The white storm, like wild sand, rushed through it, and everywhere it passed, everything was frozen in ice.

The secluded sea becomes an excellent ice rink.

The ice spread extremely quickly, and in an instant, it reached the feet of the hundred-zhang giant.

Then, the stone began to shrink in the cold, and the black-blue surface was covered with a layer of white mist, which became thicker and thicker, as if it was covered with a frozen armor.

And then - "Soul Torrent!" ”

(End of chapter)