Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ivan gasped and quickly passed through the fallen horse crowd crawling on the ground.

Like Uggart, the fallen horses are all motionless.

They lay there quietly, and the expression on their faces stopped for a second, or were surprised, or panicked, or rejoiced, or retreated.

With the exception of Ivan and the Evil God, the whole world seemed to stand still in an instant.

Evan's patron saint spins around his body, and the white energy shield protects him from evil whispers and spreading negative emotions.

In the sky, with countless fillings of flesh and blood, the immense circular body of the Evil Gods has expanded beyond the ordinary man's imagination, as if it had suddenly descended on the moon on the earth.

On its body, the shaking tentacles cover the sky and shield the sun.

At the foot of the central horseman statue of the temple, Ivan raised his head and couldn't see anything above his head except the body of the evil god, which was full of sores and was still growing.

It was bleak, but Ivan's goals were very clear.

He had just sensed that all the magic that had escaped from the magic stone had gathered to the head of this giant horseman statue, where the wooden statue of the evil god was hidden.

It seemed that the stone staircase specially prepared for him stood quietly there, extending straight up from the bottom diameter of the statue to the highest point of the cloud.

Along the stone ladder, Ivan looked up and felt dizzy.

“Dead or dead!” He was determined to overcome the deep fears in his heart and run towards the stone staircase.

Next second, mutagenesis.

He was surrounded by stagnant horsemen whose bodies had suddenly changed and whose skin kept rolling over, or protruding upwards, or recessed downwards, and whose flesh had been torn apart.

Under the control of evil gods, all horses become monsters of terror.

Some parts of their bodies still retain the character of horses, but elsewhere they start to turn horrible, weird, with their eyes bulging outward and bones starting to deform.

The original position of the face is now all a giant mouth, like an open clam, the edges are all fangs, and the inside is filled with tiny teeth.

The center of the big mouth is a huge red tongue.

They wobbled there nauseously, licking the skin inside their mouth.

The fallen horseman who became a monster rushed towards Ivan, and Ivan ran as fast as he could, breathing heavily, and the monsters behind him were much faster.

This is not the way to go. He's not Uggart. He can't face these monsters. He bites his lips hard, stops and turns quickly.

Evan wiped the sweat off his head and his wand kept waving.

The golden flame erupted from the end of his wand, a powerful spell.

Ivan had used this wicked spell once before in Aragok's nest * * when it burned down almost the entire cave, including the gushing fountain.

Like the last time, all the flames seemed to be alive, spinning and roaring, rushing towards the nearest alien horseman.

Evil flames swallow everything they touch, it confronts evil gods in the sky and the evil creatures it creates, and both sides seem to be competing who are more evil.

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

He used all his strength to rush up and down the staircase.

Below, the flames begin to deform, turning into a mass of wild beasts made up of fire: fire snakes, Guemaera beasts, and fire dragons, which rise, fall, and rise again.

The entire platform at the top of the temple has become a flaming ocean.

Numerous Fallen Horsemen were fooled by the flames, and they dodged around, seemingly able to escape, but were soon swallowed up by the flames from Hell and turned into ashes scattered with the wind.

The fires raged, and the beasts swept in flames, their claws, tentacles and tails swinging in clasps, and even the obsidian floor was roasted red.

With an unpleasant burning smell, the smoke vaporizes up.

Curiously, the ground and architectural rock walls covered by the contact angle of the evil god did not cause any harm, and the flames stopped there, not harming every inch of the evil god.

“Stupid human wizard, you tried to challenge my strength with your weak spell, but you didn't know you were getting closer to death.” The Evil God said slowly.

The spherical body slowly rolled over, and huge eyes turned to the bottom, staring closely at Ivan with horrible cold eyes.

“Have you tried the feeling of death?” It quietly asks, "But this is not the most horrible, and death ends in a long and strange time. ”

Ivan ignored it, he gasped violently and the stairs flashed across the floor in front of him.

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

He tries not to look or think about what's underneath the statue, so that he doesn't get so dizzy that inside his body is a huge, rough horseman statue.

On the outside, it's the Evil God that's getting clearer and clearer with his huge body.

Countless flesh and blood are swallowed by it, but it remains unsatisfactory, shaking tentacles are still merely fiction, and flesh-like body sores are spreading.

Every sore is deep and bottomless, and green mucus flows out of it.

It keeps saying crazy things to Ivan, disturbing his mind, but because it doesn't form tentacles, it doesn't possess any substantive attack capability.

The faster Ivan climbs, the sweater it is, the liquid even begins to gush out of his eyes.

He felt like he should have been down tired, but his legs kept going up.

It was a never-ending battle, and Ivan's strength was exhausted, and now he wanted to rest only on the ground, but under the oppression of the evil gods, he was still squeezing himself.

Perhaps this is exactly what Gryffindor was hoping to test Ivan's limits.

Instinct fears of heights, fears of evil gods, have all been left behind by Evan.

He is fearless now, and there is only one thought in his mind, which is to climb up.

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

Time did not know how long it had passed. The dim sky grew darker and darker. The sun disappeared and the stars hung unconsciously in the night sky.

Finally, Ivan climbed to the top of the statue.

He passed straight through a cloud as thick as a whirlpool, and the immense body of the evil god was gone, and he was now standing on top of the cloud.

The scene in front of him became immensely open, with a clean, bright moonlight on him.

Evan had never seen such a blue night sky, where Buddha was a fairy land, surrounded by nothing but him, and countless clouds poured under his feet.

Godric Griffindor smiled at him on a circular platform in the cloud and said, "Congratulations on passing the challenge! ”