Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort - Chapter 268

c268 Defeat death (completed)

“Hot hell?”

This spell was invented by Cyrus before he was resurrected.

It incorporates the powerful Fire Spell, along with many other powerful and devastating Fire Spells!

The most important thing is that this spell has the magical power to transform the eliminated people into Inferi.

Inferi…

Cyrus looked solemnly at the enemies who were constantly being resurrected. If his flames burned them out, they would probably immediately turn into Inferi.

Of course, if it were just an ordinary hot hell, it would be almost impossible to compete with the God of Death for the ownership of these dead souls. But don’t forget, that spell was invented by Cyrus a long time ago.

At that time, his strength was far inferior to Dumbledore.

But now, he has magical power beyond what ordinary people can understand, and he is almost the same as a god!

And, more importantly, he is now the master of death!

This is the authority of the God of Death, but it is also his power——

“But, in this case, you will…” Cyrus looked at Dumbledore hesitantly. Once the Hot Hell is cast, the souls of Dumbledore and Grindelwald will also be devoured by the flames and become the underworld. corpse.

This is a cruel torture for them.

Not just them, but for any soul, becoming an Inferi is a torture. It’s like imprisoning a person in a putrid cage, with the terrible iron burning their skin every minute.

“I don’t think we are any better now than as Inferi,” said Dumbledore.

What he said was indeed correct. Anyway, they were just puppets of the God of Death now, and they would not be worse after becoming the Inferi. More importantly, in Dumbledore’s view, these dead souls, even if they were sacrificed, had made contributions to the living.

It’s still what he believes in: for the greater good!

Ever since, Cyrus no longer hesitated, his wand pointed downwards, drawing the ground as a prison.

Blood-like flames ignited, igniting the whole world in an instant!

This flame becomes more rapid as if it has encountered oil in this world of death. The fire can almost be said to be rising in the wind, and it can be said to be very effective on those souls.

No soul can resist the attack of this flame. As soon as they touch the fire of hell, they immediately turn into statues of clay, and then they become ashes and scatter.

And when they walked out of the flames again, the flames had broken Death’s control over them.

Now, this flame has set the world on fire!

All the dead souls bowed before Cyrus’ eyes, as if bowing to their gods!

At this moment, the blood-like flame spread out, leaving a path of fire in the endless sand dunes.

Death is finally here!

Of course, He must also appear. After a while, this world of death may all belong to Cyrus. The God of Death first appeared on the distant sand dunes. He was different. His body was covered with an incomplete robe, and his face could not be seen clearly. He just stood there, as if everything was silent.

He waved his hand gently, and all the flames were extinguished, and the dead souls also dissipated.

In other words, they were back under the control of Death.

There is no way in the hot hell to control those souls in the face of death, because all souls belong to the real gods!

With just such a simple encounter, Cyrus clearly realized that he was by no means a match for the God of Death.

He can stand in front of the God of Death because of the powerful power contained in the Deathly Hallows, and this power happens to come from the God of Death himself. It was the promise He himself had left to the three brothers that restricted Him, making it impossible for Him to defeat Cyrus head-on even with his endless magic power.

But now He had to show up.

“Sellers, a soul from another world,” the God of Death was wrapped in a robe, and his voice seemed to ring in Cyrus’ ears from several sand dunes away, “In all history, only You make me so embarrassed.”

As a god of death who has existed for who knows how long, he has never been forced to this point by a human being.

Even in the legend of the three brothers, He succeeded in taking away their souls.

“But you should understand that no matter what, you cannot be my opponent.” The God of Death was very confident when he said this. As a god, perhaps even the only god, it is not unreasonable for him to say this.

In this world, nothing can truly resist death.

Not even the Philosopher’s Stone, not even the Horcrux, can completely prevent a wizard from the end of death.

“Maybe,” Cyrus said softly. He didn’t seem to care that much about the outcome of the battle. Instead, he asked, “Since you are so powerful, you wouldn’t mind answering a few questions from me, right?”

Death stretched out his hand, motioning for Cyrus to ask.

He came to take away Cyrus’ life, but the two of them talked as if they had known each other for many years.

The God of Death even lit a bonfire. He crossed the hill and sat with Cyrus, giving this human being the greatest respect.

“Do you desire three great souls because it allows you to get rid of the shackles of this world, descend to the world of the living, and then take away everyone’s lives?” Cyrus asked.

This was what he and Dumbledore were most worried about.

But the God of Death shook his head: “Why should I bother?”

“No life can escape death,” He said. “In this case, all humans, animals, and plants will ultimately end up in this world, and they will all die.”

Obviously, Death is right. Even if he does nothing, those lives will return to his arms sooner or later.

“The only soul I long for is actually you,” He looked at Cyrus, “A soul that does not belong to this world. If I don’t use this method, then you may never die.”

As for those immortal souls, they are just weights added by the God of Death in order to obtain Cyrus’s soul.

But no one could have imagined that Cyrus could actually transform them into Inferi.

Now, the God of Death had no choice but to take action himself. The only thing he was afraid of was none other than the three Deathly Hallows in Cyrus’s hands. But then again, getting the Deathly Hallows doesn’t make you invincible.

He just finds it troublesome.

Death stopped talking and stood up from the campfire.

“Okay, maybe you think holding the Deathly Hallows can help you escape death, but this is impossible.” Death said.

“Maybe you haven’t thought about it, but I never intend to escape death?” Cyrus asked with a chuckle. At this time, he put down the Elder Wand in his hand——

As soon as this wand with infinite power fell to the ground, it seemed that it immediately lost its magic power and turned into a dry branch.

Likewise, Cyrus removed the Resurrection Stone – and it immediately turned back into an ordinary stone.

Cyrus even took off his cloak and let it fall to the ground, reflecting the silver skylight.

This move made Death very puzzled: “What are you doing? You are holding the Deathly Hallows. You may not be my opponent, but I can’t defeat you from the front. You still have hope of escaping from this world, but now, you But I personally gave up all hope…”

“I’m defeating you, not running away from you,” Cyrus said softly.

He openly dropped all his defenses and opened his arms, as if inviting Death to take action.

But Death was stunned instead.

It’s not that he didn’t want to kill Cyrus, but that he couldn’t do it.

As a god, He can be said to be omnipotent, but the only problem is that He cannot directly attack living people. Just like the three brothers in the story, Death can only lure them to their death rather than take their lives with his own hands.

If Cyrus doesn’t take the initiative to attack him, then the God of Death can’t do anything to him.

“You are very smart, Cyrus.” Death said, “You really make me helpless to you. But how long can you persist? In this world of nothingness, a thousand years, ten thousand years… endure forever Loneliness has no end, I say, maybe death will be a relief for you.”

Compared with time, death is always more generous.

But Cyrus had no time to waste away with Him – what’s more, he didn’t come to make the God of Death helpless to him, but came to this world to destroy the God of Death!

Death in this world naturally has its own laws and should not be dictated by the God of Death.

After all, why does Death exist in this world where there are no other gods?

Sellers has a guess:

“Actually, you are not a god at all, are you?” He said, “After countless lives died, their souls came to this world, and a large number of emotions gathered together, giving you the birth of consciousness.”

“There was no God of Death in this world from the beginning. There was only death itself. It was the souls of the deceased and the remaining consciousness that condensed the God of Death. You were supposed to be a product of death, but now you want to dominate the life and death of the living.”

“…”

Death said nothing because Cyrus was right.

There is no god at all in this world. He is the consciousness formed by countless dead people. He was born in death and trapped in death. But on the other hand, he is indeed no different from a god.

He is not a life, but has endless power, which can almost be said to be the sum of the powers of all the dead!

“Time, consciousness, death, prophecy or the future…these magics that originally exist in nature can be used, but they cannot be destroyed.” Death said.

Just like the Hall of Time, the Hall of Time was destroyed, but time still exists.

Death is also constant.

“You can’t fight me, and you can’t destroy me.”

“That’s not necessarily the case, Death.” Cyrus said with a smile. After knowing the essence of Death’s existence, Cyrus actually understood where his chances of winning were. “You are one of the ancient magic powers that exist in nature itself. , then, if the same magical power is used, it can destroy you.”

“The same magical power? You mean those ancient magical powers?” Death seemed to have heard some joke, “Just like spells are also strong and weak, those ancient magical powers are not equal.”

“Time, prophecy and death have unattainable magic powers that cannot be countered by the spells sealed in the Hall of Brains and other rooms.”

Death thought that the ancient magic of Cyrus’s naginata was nothing more than the magic of love.

In those sealed rooms of the Department of Mysteries, there is indeed the magic of love, which Lily Potter once used to defeat Voldemort. But the power of that kind of emotion is acquired, and it only exists after the existence of living things.

And death is permanent – it means not just the death of life, but also the death of non-life.

It is the end of everything.

But Cyrus smiled and shook his head: “I don’t mean consciousness or emotions, I mean the world.”

“World?”

“In the Department of Mysteries, there are a total of twelve doors, and each door inside is sealed with a powerful magic,” Cyrus said.

The God of Death obviously knew the existence of the Department of Mysteries: “Not every door, at least the one that goes in is not.”

“You think it is the door that goes in, but it is also the door that leaves. Just like the dilapidated archway leads to the world of death, it also leads to the world of the living.” Cyrus said, “Behind the twelfth door is also a powerful magic. It has existed since ancient times, with the universe and stars…”

The God of Death finally changed his face.

“…That is the world.”

Cyrus stepped on the old magic wand that had turned into dead branches and leaves, and faced the God of Death.

He thought of this when he arrived at the Department of Mysteries not long ago. Everyone who saw the twelve black doors spinning in front of his eyes might think that only eleven of them were sealed with mysterious magic.

But they forgot that they are also the embodiment of miracles.

Wizards and this world full of magical power are a miracle among miracles!

“The world is also magic. And it is powerful enough to destroy you.” Cyrus said softly.

“But you don’t have the power to control the world.” Death was in a panic at first, but then he calmed down.

“How do you know I don’t control the world?” Cyrus asked back, “I have already changed the world, and the seeds of magic will be planted in the hearts of everyone who believes in magic, and every bit of their magic and every desire will become my power.”

The rest is just a matter of time.

But in this world of death, time is the most illusory thing. It can be the past or the future…

Just as Cyrus was speaking, the silver-gray sky seemed to be lit up by countless stars.

Those bright stars fell like streamers, fell into his body, adorned the crown on his head, and filled the shining golden cup…

Cyrus picked up the sword of Gryffindor again.

This time, the silver sword overflowed with endless streams of light.

“This is the power of the world.”