Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 1691 Magic Artillery Turret

In the war between evil gods, weak evil gods are devoured by powerful evil gods until they are completely annihilated.

This is definitely interesting!

This has gone beyond magical confrontation in the general sense and is a collision at the magic domain level.

Two evil gods, one representing death and one representing swallowing, are two completely different fields of black magic.

Which area is stronger?

In the present circumstances, the field of death represented by despicable Hailbo is not at all an adversary in the sphere of devouring.

In the words of the Evil God: in long and strange times, death also has its end!

Death is the end of life, meaning extinction, the end of everything.

From ancient times onwards, however powerful the wizards feared death, far from the Egyptian pharaohs, despicable Haier waves to many ancient practitioners, close to Dumbledore, Greendward and Voldemort, one of whom was trying to conquer death and gain eternal life.

Who doesn't fear death?

Who doesn't want eternal life?

But what's the point of death if even death, which stands for the end of everything, has an end?

How can it be frightening?

The most horrific traits of death are gone and can be overcome with sufficient patience and time.

Obtaining immortality is probably the greatest expectation and ambition of a wizard at the mortal level.

But this level of ambition makes absolutely no sense in the presence of the ancient gods who were immortal at the beginning of their birth.

Don't know if it is because the power level is completely suppressed, or whether it is conceptually irrefutable that the vile evil god of Hailbo is not at all an opponent of the evil god that existed opposite it at the birth of the expenditures of the universe.

The soul, magic, and all the essence that belongs to it is being eaten wildly by the other party.

As soon as countless evil creatures emerged from the gates of death, they were devoured by each other.

Even the power inside the Gate of Death, death itself is being devoured.

The power of despicable Hellborough is rapidly weakening, even if it is not feasible to escape back inside the Gate of Death.

The power of devouring is like a shadow, wrapped around it as tightly as the countless tentacles.

In the sky, the green glow is fading, and the evil red magic light is becoming stronger and stronger.

If it were another occasion, Ivan wouldn't mind watching the battle.

He may see with his own eyes the destruction of an evil god!

Evan had the feeling that even if the despicable Hellborough could not be killed or destroyed because of the Horcrux, it could still be devoured by another evil god and eventually turned into nothingness.

After all the power has been devoured, the very existence of Hailbo will be meaningless.

This is an epic magic battle!

Evan, who witnessed all this, will be a witness to this epic battle.

Ivan seemed to be just a witness to the battle, but his position now was that something had to be done.

He must be involved in the battle between the two evil gods.

If the mean-spirited Hailborough is allowed to be devoured, time will change dramatically.

Evan, make sure history moves on the right track!

He wants to stop the Ravenclaw wizards from opening the doors to death, from letting the despicable Hailborough descend into the real world, and from defeating the evil god who is ravenously devouring the essence of his magic, from making it stronger.

Evan tried to regain control of magic, and he immediately realized that he could control some of it.

Even though he is now fully integrated into the ocean of magic, but part of his own magic, he can control them with his mind.

Although this part of the magic he can control is so insignificant compared to the enormous amount of magic that gathers around him.

But it is true that Ivan is in control.

This is his only hope, and he tries to influence other demons with these powers that he can control.

As time went by, the range of magic he was able to control grew wider and faster.

Ivan quickly figured out the trick: he didn't have to control all of this magic, he just had to direct it with his own magic.

Under his guidance, all the magic around him obeyed his command.

Forget about Ravenclaw's magic, he's going to use it his way.

Evil gods are good, death gates are good, just destroy them!

With such enormous magic, if Evan could control their impact on the past, the impact of the magic collision would be enough to extinguish everything. Don't look at the magic now as stable, but once it's out of the control of castle magic, it won't necessarily be so stable.

It would be a collision beyond everyone's imagination, as if a powerful missile had been thrown.

No, no, no!

In Ivan's view, magic of this magnitude strikes the past at the same time, producing perhaps no less destructive power than the Muggle's atomic bullet.

With Ivan's control of these powers, he can feel super powerful under his control, much more powerful than any other moment in his life.

He gathered the enormous magic around him and tried to fire them out.

The whole feeling, like a spell!

The idea just came up in Ivan's mind, and the next second, a beam of magic was really fired out.

Boom!

The blue beam of magic, like a high-pressure water vapor, is sprayed onto the phantom of the evil god, who is eating wildly.

“Mortal! ”

The voice of the Evil God was boosted with anger.

Ivan's whispers became more complex in his mind, and he seemed to hear a scream.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the original inexhaustible phantom of evil being raw and corroded by a large chunk, as if it had been corroded by a curse.

“Yes!” Ivan rushed to take control of spraying another bunch of magic beams out.

Under a magic collision, another part of the evil god's phantom disappears, and its power is rapidly diminishing.

It roared furiously and swayed countless tentacles.

“Weak and ignorant mortals, you tried to stop me again! ”

“This is ridiculous, your doomsday is coming! ”

“The death bell of destruction has sounded, and your rebellion is meaningless! ”

“Witness your death and despair, mortals, the doomsday will come to judgment...”

Evan doesn't care what this guy is talking about. Past experience tells him that as long as he ignores whispers in his mind and is not influenced by evil gods, his power is weakened by half.

Before it really came down, this guy didn't have any attack power other than the mental level.

Even without the use of legendary magical objects, the whispers of evil gods cannot affect Evan at all.

At this moment, the entire Ravenclaw castle seems to have become a cannon. Evan kept firing artillery shells. He controlled the magic to form a magic beam, spraying out one after the other, constantly weakening the powers of the demons...