Between a stone mountain near Horn Bad Mainberg in Eckstedt and a stonehenge in Bad Mainberg, the Teutoburg Forest had what the local wizards called the Holy Line (Heilige).
Linien's Leyline Network – Ley (Leyline).
These invisible lines provided locations for the spirituality and mystery of the land, and could produce or gather the belief of magic and soul power. In these areas with a high concentration of magic, there were often magical relics left behind by ancient wizards, just like Stonehenge in England. They also emitted "energy" and "abilities" that could be exploited by wizards. Many countries' Department of Mysteries, as well as members of similar organizations, used these places to explore and experiment with mysterious powers.
The Teutoburg Forest was covered under the forest vegetation. In the ruins of a huge ancient temple, several crystal balls with constant fluorescence were suspended in the air, emitting a hazy light in the dim underground hall.
It was very spacious, and the hall was scattered with broken stones. There were Death Eaters at the entrance who were responsible for casting spells regularly, otherwise, the air inside would soon become turbid. Fortunately, the special geographical factors here made it easier to cast spells. Although it was not as good as the nuclear radiation on the floating city, it made it easier for the Death Eaters to prepare for these tasks.
In the north of the hall, in addition to the remnants of the pillars, there was a pile of black soil that had been dug out from the ground. Many stone pillars were scattered on the soil wall in the northeast direction where the excavation was taking place, and there were many soil stains on them.
There were some gorgeous reliefs left on the walls of this room, but most of them had already collapsed and shattered. Some fungi had arched the walls and the ceiling, and eerily emitted a faint fluorescence, adding a touch of morbidity to the paleness of the surroundings. The south wall had completely collapsed, almost blending into the soil and gravel outside the wall. The west wall seemed to be in the best condition. The wall was protected by powerful magic, and there was a beautiful stone door in the middle. A large area in front of the stone door had been cleared out.
A group of Dark Sorcerers dressed as Death Eaters stood in front of the stone gate. Voldemort had quite a lot of funds recently, so he had imitated the British armed Auror and equipped his subordinates with more uniform equipment.
A few spell dispellers attentively touched the stone door with their wands and muttered the dispelling spell. Little by little, the final protection spell of the door came into contact with the gap of the door. When the wands of several people finally merged into one, there was a loud rumbling sound. The reliefs on the stone door, similar to the narrative style on the Bayeux tapestry, had almost disappeared without a trace, and the broken reliefs were scattered around the door.
A gust of wind rushed out from the gap of the stone door. This cold and turbid wind transmitted the foul smell inside the door to everyone in the temple. This smell smelled like the smell of rotting meat.
When the spell dispellers used magic and opened the door, they suddenly, they stepped back. they suddenly felt that something had passed them.
"Who's alive?!!"
"What?"
"Didn't you hear the laughter?"
The skinny curse dispeller, who had heard the shrill and eerie laughter, realized that he had heard something that no one else could hear and began to tremble. This made everyone else's hair stand on end, and the foul air that gushed out from the door made their chests feel suffocated.
"Idiot, this gas has a hallucinogenic effect. You've inhaled too much of it." Rudolphus scolded. As the person in charge of the excavation, his theoretical knowledge of these ruins was much higher than that of the spell dispellers.
Smelling the strange rotten smell, the red eyes of Lord Voldemort emitted a strange light. His sharp eyes fell on Rudolphus. "Rudolphus, find out the situation inside."
Rudolphus was stunned. After bowing to Lord Voldemort, he turned his head and pointed to a slightly thin and old spell dispeller and ordered, "Hendry, go in and have a look."
Hendry, the spell dispeller, who had white hair and a big beard and a pipe in his mouth, looked terrified. His fingers that were holding the wand almost turned blue because of his grip. His heart was full of reluctance. The master asked Rudolphus to go in, but he pushed the unlucky task of finding the way to himself.
Even if Hendry was unwilling, Rudolphus's position among the Death Eaters was much higher than his. At this time, resistance was undoubtedly a stupid and fatal act. He could only put out the pipe in his mouth and put it in his bag. He dragged his heavy footsteps and carefully walked into the door. Before entering, he raised his wand. A blue and white fluorescent light rose from the tip of the wand and threw the light into the room.
The fluorescent spell illuminated the space. Obviously, this place was set up with spatial magic, making it look much wider from the outside. The light source could only ensure that the walls on both sides and a high platform in the middle of the room could be vaguely seen.
The air was full of the smell of old accumulation of decay and mold, but there was no trace of cobwebs here. Hendry's figure entered the door. As soon as he stepped into the room, a tearing and dizziness enveloped him. His footsteps only came in from outside the stone door after a few seconds.
But after taking a closer look, Hendry was a little frightened to find that when he looked at the room from inside the room, the scenery in front of him was completely inconsistent with all the traditional rules of geometry. He could not understand and describe the environment they were in for a while.
Hendry looked back at the stone door he came in from. He was not even sure if his position was horizontal because it seemed that the relative position of everything changed strangely because of his slight movement. Everything in front of him was similar to a severely distorted picture taken with a fisheye lens, but more distorted and irregular. Hendry did not know whether the door where Rudolphus and the others were at was flat like a floor door or slanted like an outdoor cellar door because its curve was still distorted.
But as a veteran, he knew that this was a visual effect caused by spatial magic, illusion, or even mind control. After he entered the door, the other wizards' expressions were still normal, so he was sure that he must be normal in their eyes. But they could no longer hear each other's voices.
Hendry managed to calm himself down. If he continued to stay here, his life would be in danger, but if he retreated now, he would probably die.
Hendry held the wand and lengthened it into something like a blind man's wand. He probed further with the wand, which looked distorted when it was extended, and tried to cast more fluorescent light on the stone wall where the spell was cast. This made the light orbs fly everywhere without any pattern. Some of the light orbs, one on the ceiling and one in the corner, were crowded together, but the light came from the opposite side.
The old Hendry felt that he was going to vomit. He could only feel the floor bit by bit. The ceiling above him was engraved with murals that he could not understand, and the broken floor was covered with a thick layer of dust. There were black stains around, and a pile of rotten fabric and triangular lenses were scattered in the area.
At the edge of his line of sight, within the range of his own blind man's wand's fluorescent light, as he moved towards the middle, a damaged, twisted statue reflected in his eyes.
At the feet of the statue were numerous humanoid mummies, and there seemed to be traces of red and black blood on them. The face of the statue was like a skeleton, shriveled and fleshless. One of the eyes looked normal, but the empty space in the other seemed to be covered with a thick layer of gray.
Hendry noticed that the clothes worn by the statue were like the black seaweed at the bottom of the sea, and also like the deformed hem of his master, The Dark Lord, when he dueled with Dumbledore and the others. Strands of the clothes flew in strips, and it looked very dilapidated, and the distortion at the ends made it look even more strange.
The statue held a papyrus scroll in one hand, and one of its palms was broken off. There were some broken skulls under its feet, and on the pedestal, which was surrounded by a pile of broken skulls, was a piece of black stone, and some of the fragments were scattered on the floor.
The spell dispeller could almost hear his own heart pounding in his ears. Unknown dangers lurked in the darkness that the Fluorescent Spell could no longer illuminate. Gritting his teeth, he braced himself and climbed up the central platform. Fifty feet above the ground, he discovered something out of the ordinary.
There seemed to be a mark made of a mysterious material, and it seemed to be made of some kind of mineral or metal. It was embedded in an altar-like facade in the middle of the platform. The huge altar caused the mark to be huge, and even if a person stretched out his arms, he would not be able to touch the two ends of it. Such a heavy thing could not be lifted by a single person.
As he got closer, the shape of the mark became normal. It looked like a withered palm, the fingers were slightly bent, and in the palm was a shriveled gray eyeball. The upper part of the eyeball was yellowish-brown, and the pupil of the eyeball in the middle was a gemstone. No matter from which direction, it seemed to stare coldly at Hendry.
Under this gaze, an indescribable fear instantly took over the mind of the spell caster, and a crazy and irrational scene enveloped him. He felt as if someone was whispering in his ear, and the world turned upside down. He felt that he was in a sea of human blood, bleeding broken arms, and countless eyeballs.
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