"What's going on? What's going on? "Beside the altar, Raffaele screamed." Padovan, what are you laughing at? Why is it different from what you told me? No, stop, I order you to stop this spell immediately. "
The witch pointed her wand at him, her expression cold and ruthless, with a hint of madness.
"Shut up, witch!"
"How dare you speak to me in such a tone, do you know that I …" His voice stopped abruptly.
"Avada wants your life!" The witch said mercilessly, raising her wand.
The ghostly green light hit the sprite, and he fell backward, a look of disbelief on his face.
The wizards all gasped. Raffaele was dead, just like that, but the chaos had only just begun.
"Master, I am summoning you, descend to this world, and bring glory to this rotten world," the witch shouted.
As if responding to her call, the Sun Ruins shook violently, and countless stones and dust fell.
After a short pause, there was another violent tremor.
Obviously, this was a sign that some powerful creature was descending, it was that terrifying demon.
"Hahahaha, open your eyes, foolish wizards, this is the power of the master." The witch turned to face the crowd and laughed hysterically again. The mournful laughter that reached deep into the soul echoed again, as if she was very satisfied with the current situation.
"What are you doing?" Many wizards shouted in panic.
"I am leading you to witness the glory," she screamed. She screamed. "Look at the fate of this fragile world. All will be subdued, subdued by the majesty of the Master. Kneel and tremble, feel the power of the Raven's Claw! Repent, and you will be redeemed! "
"What a lunatic!" Elwyn sighed.
But it had to be said that this trick worked. The atmosphere was just tense and depressing, but now it was completely chaotic.
"I heard from the Raven's Claw that they publicly declared their allegiance to the Dark Demon a few days ago!"
"It's the Dark Demon, he planned all this!"
"The Dark Demon is here!"
The appearance of the Lord Voldemort's name intensified the panic, and many people actually started sobbing, kneeling on the ground to show their submission.
It was Elwyn's first time seeing something like this. It seemed like wizards from all regions were extremely afraid of the Lord Voldemort.
Those foreign sorcerers spread false rumors, and they were even more afraid of him.
"Let's go, Elwyn, this is the Dark Demon's spell," Lavier shouted in a hurry, trying to pull Elwyn away.
However, the entire secret chamber was now in chaos. Some people were kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy, some were still hesitating, and most of them instinctively wanted to escape, but the secret passage was so narrow that they couldn't all leave in a short time.
But it was already too late. The symbol at the top of the last Star Obelisk had turned blood-red.
The rubies on at the top of the surrounding small obelisks lit up one by one.
When the rubies were fully charged, the Magical Mechanism on the last stele would be dispelled, and the evil demon would descend.
"Don't go there. There are too many people there." Ivan pulled Lavier back to a place with fewer people.
"Don't go there, there are too many people." Elwyn pulled Lavier to a place with fewer people.
The next second, there was a rumble in the secret passage, and someone shouted that the path was blocked.
"There's no way out!" One of the wizards shouted, "Rush up and kill that witch! Stop the magic that's in progress!"
But before they could do anything, the spell on the Star Altar was completed.
The jade on the top of the Star Altar glowed red, and the other obelisks around it were also fully charged.
No one knew when it started, but it started raining inside the secret chamber.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. The rainwater was dark red and had a fishy smell. It felt sticky and uncomfortable when it landed on the body.
The rain was blood!
Along with the blood rain, the space was shaking violently, and it did not stop.
Thump, thump, thump. The sound of a pulse seemed to be right next to everyone's ears.
It was getting closer, and the apocalypse was getting clearer.
The witch from the Raven's Claw had already kneeled and prostrated on the ground, mumbling something.
Following her example, more and more wizards knelt down, praying or begging for the Dark Lord's forgiveness.
If the Lord Voldemort appeared at this time, many people would rush up and kiss his robe.
Elwyn suddenly felt that they did not become Death Eaters not because they had faith in the light, but because they did not have the chance.
If the Lord Voldemort left England, his army would increase exponentially.
"What should we do?" Lavier asked, panting, her body trembling.
"Wait!" Elwyn said, holding the Eye of Horus tightly in his hand. "Wait for the demon to come out."
The secret room was filled with an oppressive aura, and the blood rain was getting heavier.
The vibration in the space became regular, synchronized with the sound of the pulse.
The next second, the demon arrived!
Above the magic altar in the center, a huge portal opened, and a huge monster came out of it.
"Who is summoning me?" a deep and cold voice said, echoing in everyone's heart.
It was not a language they could understand, but they understood.
"It's me, your most loyal servant, the great god. I offer everything to you without reservation," the witch hurriedly shouted.
She crawled forward, staring at the demon in the portal with a fanatical look.
Like all the wizards who were holding their breath, Elwyn also looked at it. He saw a huge scorpion slowly crawling out of the portal.
It was a demon, a demon in the shape of a scorpion.
It had a crimson human face, very long, and a huge mouth full of sharp fangs.
There were two horns on its head, the symbol of a demon!
It slowly moved forward, holding two sharp pincers high up, which were glowing with a terrifying green light.
Further down was a nightmarish body. Its light gray shell was shining, and there were complicated magic runes on it. It was hundreds of feet long, and eight legs as thick as Elwyn's body were distributed on both sides of its body, covered in thick fur.
The scariest part was his tail, which was so large that it was disproportionately large.
It was tightly curled up, right above its body.
But no one would doubt that when it stretched out, it would bring death.
Under the crimson light, the scorpion that had just come out of the portal looked extremely ferocious.
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