Outside the door, the Lord Voldemort saw the emblem on the high platform and the spell dispeller, Hendrick, who had fallen into an illusion. After seeing Hendrick cut off his own hand and dug out one of his eyes, kneeling on the ground and letting his blood flow into the altar, the Lord Voldemort frowned and turned his gaze to the other spell dispellers who were hiding at the side like quails. He shook his head slightly.
After pondering for a moment, the Dark Lord turned his gaze to Yaxley, who had lowered his head and remained silent. He raised his big pale finger towards the broken door and ordered coldly, "Yaxley, your will is stronger than these useless things. Go in."
"Master …" Yaxley raised his head in shock. In a hurry, he sweated under the gaze of the Lord Voldemort, but he did not dare to find an excuse to refuse.
With her understanding of the Dark Lord, Bellatrix spoke in a sharp voice, "Coward, don't you understand? As long as you have enough will, you won't fall into madness when you see that thing! "
"Master, Mr. Yaxley, his usual tone … seems to be much more powerful than his ability. Let me go?" Snape sneered disdainfully and stood up to ask for permission. Snape had also made a judgment in his heart. The Dark Lord probably wanted to test the strength of this trap and knew that the weak spell dispellers would not be able to resist the strength of the illusion, so he let Yaxley try it. As a Death Eater who came from England, Lord Voldemort had not wasted his life too much recently. Since the Dark Lord did not consider other methods, it meant that with his knowledge, there was still hope for them to pass through this trap.
"I understand your loyalty, dear Severus." The Lord Voldemort's Eye of Vecna bulged out in his eye socket and stared at Yaxley, which made his face look even more terrifying. "Severus, since you are willing to sacrifice for your master, then I allow you to go together …"
"Yes, Master."
Snape did not hesitate and walked straight into the door. Yaxley did not dare to speak again and just followed with his head lowered. However, he slyly slowed down his pace and followed behind Snape.
The two of them also realized that the environment had been distorted after they entered the room, but after Snape cast a directional spell with his wand, the two of them approached the stage at a much faster speed than Hendry. Only then did the two of them notice that the spell dispeller on the stage was still bleeding profusely, maintaining an expression as though he had seen something extremely terrifying. His widened eyes were unfocused, filled with fear, and cold sweat trickled down his trembling cheeks.
The two Death Eaters did not wake him up or do anything to help him. Snape raised his wand and walked around the platform and looked at the unfamiliar runes engraved on the platform. "The Foolish and the Sacrifice Spell … is ready?"
"Severus? What are you doing?! Be careful! "
Snape ignored him and pointed the fluorescent light at the center of the platform.
"Wait! Your recklessness will harm both of us … "
Yaxley stopped shouting. The eyeball of the huge rune mark on the altar had occupied his eyes. His body immediately stiffened. Scarlet and screams flashed through his mind. But compared to the curse dispeller from before, the curse dispeller was much more powerful than before.
But soon, Snape quickly got rid of the illusion, but his eyes looked a little weak and uncomfortable. After this short trial, his vision had recovered. Except for the sense of uneasiness brought by the altar statue itself, everything around him was arranged as it should be. Nothing was still distorted and absurd.
Yaxley was still trapped in the environment, but compared to poor Hendrick, he did not do any self-harm to his arm and eye.
Seeing Snape's appearance, the Lord Voldemort snorted and walked in. "Najini, stay outside."
Except for the big snake outside the door, after hearing the Lord Voldemort's instructions, everyone could only walk in one after another. The fluorescent light at the tip of their wands did not spread out but gathered together to illuminate a large area. Although the Lord Voldemort and the new men who came in were all trapped in the illusion when their eyes came in contact with the rune on the altar.
It was just that Voldemort, who was prepared to fight against the illusion, did not fall into it under the protection of his artificial limbs and eyes when he looked at the emblem. His vision had been normal ever since he entered the room. The Black Lord's lips curled into a smile as he confirmed that Malfoy had found the right place to search for the ruins.
His men like Bellatrix and Rodolphus soon recovered their senses. Alecto and the rest seemed to be immersed in the illusion and could not extricate themselves. Worse still, some of them had begun to plan to follow in Hendrick's footsteps. Although Lucius was much stronger than Malfoy, the blood of Armand Malfoy, his ancestor, was still affecting Lucius. So, at this time, he was still trapped in the illusion.
"Bella, cast the End of All Curses on these good-for-nothings." The Lord Voldemort's voice was full of contempt.
"Okay!"
Seeing that she was in the limelight in front of her master, Bellatrix used her wand and chanted a spell. She pointed the tip of her wand at the ground, and a small range of general anti-curse shrouded the platform.
This seemed to have stopped the illusion. Although the Death Eaters were no longer trembling, they had not yet woken up.
Seeing this, Bellatrix stood up angrily. She gently shook her wand and turned it into a whip. She raised her arm and waved it hard. The whip hit each of the Death Eaters who were still immersed in the illusion one by one. Because they were embarrassed and did not wake up in one hit, and because she was angry that she might have disappointed the Dark Lord, the daughter of Blake and daughter-in-law of Lestrange used a lot of strength. The dull sound of the whip hitting the body broke the silence of the world, and the pain woke the Death Eaters from their stupor.
Except for a few unlucky ones who fell into the illusion too quickly and attacked themselves too quickly, most of the Death Eaters woke up safely. After the wounded woke up, they barely suppressed the urge to scream. Under the mocking gaze of their colleagues, they began to try to magically glue their broken arms and eyeballs back. Due to excessive blood loss, Hendrick had lost the ability to save himself. A few spell dispellers who were familiar with him tried to help him, but they could only help him stop the bleeding. His eyeballs and broken arms seemed to have been absorbed by the altar.
The Death Eaters who had awakened from the illusion had yet to completely shake off the previous fearful environment. One by one, they stood up like frightened little beasts and did not dare to move. They held their wands tightly and looked around, fearing that there would be more danger rushing out from the darkness.
However, the Dark Lord did not care about the reaction of his men. He stood on the platform and carefully looked at the altar and the room, looking for the thing he wanted to get.
The end of the room and the stone altar were full of debris and debris.
In the wreckage, rotting robes and triangular glass were scattered everywhere, and these debris scattered on the floor were surrounded by black stains. These black stains were still sticky and flowing, and did not look like human blood at all.
"Ah!"
Alecto Caro's heart pounded wildly, and there was a terrible feeling in her chest. Panicking, she panicked and suddenly screamed. Under the intense fear, her voice was not loud, but the sound was very unfamiliar to her. She had never thought that her somewhat hoarse voice could produce such a shrill scream.
The Lord Voldemort and some Death Eaters came to her position and followed her line of sight. The scene behind the altar made many people's hair stand on end.
Layers of things that looked like the black rags of the Dementors were stacked together, and the rotting cloaks on their bodies did not move at all. Their bodies, which looked like they had been soaked in water, had really turned into black shriveled things, emitting a rotten stench.
Some of the Dementors' hoods had fallen off, revealing the same shriveled shape of their heads, but their mouths could no longer suck away human souls. Similar to Hendry, they had lost an arm, and the place where the eyes were on their heads had obviously been dug out, although they did not actually have eyes.
The black things that these Dementors had turned into were like dried black blood stains, but the difference was that they could still flow on the lines on the ground that converged into the altar, but it seemed that the altar did not really absorb them like it did Hendry's limbs.
"What can make the Dementors, who have never died and can't die, lose their lives?!!!" Alexto's face was pale, and the horror in front of her made her ignore the existence of the Dark Lord. She muttered to herself, "Aren't they monsters that transcend life and death?"
Rudolphus jumped up the platform in a few steps and carefully looked at the Dementors up close. He used his wand to pull away the shrouds on some of the Dementors and found some triangular lenses on the ground. He raised his prosthetic arm with a special glove and wanted to pick them up, but the lenses disintegrated as soon as he touched them, and the Dementors around him collapsed and scattered everywhere.
"There's a door in the wall behind them!" Lucius Malfoy was the first to find a stone door that was very similar in color to the wall after he began to scatter the Dementors.
"Haha! The treasure that master wants must be in there! " Bella let out a baby-like laugh, but unlike the Death Eaters who began to cheer because of her laughter, she was indeed the one who was most sincerely happy for the Lord Voldemort.
Rudolphus quietly glanced at his wife on the platform, and then at the Lord Voldemort. He immediately saw the heat and impatience on the ferocious face of the Dark Lord. He quickly shouted, "Where are the spell dispellers? Idiots, hurry up and open the door for master! Do you want me to burn you to death?!!! "
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