Like ripples on the surface of water, waves of light rippled out, stirring up the seawater even more than a tentacle. The magic rune was mainly made up of dark green mist, gradually forming the symbol of the Twin Snake Staff.
The mist and the seawater merged into one, and the magic rune itself was faintly discernible. The magical aura that filled the space was unprecedentedly strong.
Without looking carefully, Elwyn could feel the solid magical power and the shocking power.
Dumbledore raised his wand high, and the incantations jumped into the wand from his right hand, then gushed out like water from the end of the wand.
This magical aura that was beyond what ordinary people could use was the most obvious sign of Dumbledore's power in the Twin Snake Staff.
Under the effect of the magic, the evil god's voice became weaker and weaker, more and more incoherent. It seemed to be afraid of the magic rune.
Yes, it was afraid!
The more Elwyn interacted with the evil gods, the more he understood the creatures in the shadows. He knew that they were not as eternal and fearless as they claimed to be.
They had fallen to the extreme, and they did not even have the courage to fight back. When they encountered a power stronger than them, they would also be afraid, even more fragile than ordinary people. They looked strong, but in fact, they were ugly and vulnerable. In Elwyn's eyes, the evil gods were such creatures.
They were like this in the past, and they were like this now.
Since the appearance of Dumbledore's magic, everything around them seemed to have stopped.
The rapidly growing magic rune floated above the three of them, and within its range, all the evil god's tentacles stopped swaying.
The tentacles that were not covered by the rune quickly fled downwards, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye. Everything returned to silence.
Only the magic rune, under the light of Elwyn's Guardian, glowed faintly.
If not for the hundreds of huge tentacles surrounding Elwyn, he would have thought that the magic rune was just an illusion!
Under the watchful eyes of Elwyn and Harry, Dumbledore gently pressed down with his wand. With his movement, Elwyn heard a buzzing sound.
It was very slight. His vision blurred, and he saw all the tentacles instantly shatter and turn into dust.
Elwyn's eyes widened as he tried to imprint the scene in front of him into his mind.
Because it was too dazzling, it was especially shocking, shocking to the core!
For this spell!
For this power!
Because of this scene!
There was no deafening sound, no dazzling color changes, but this was definitely the most beautiful magic that Elwyn had ever seen, far beyond the level of magic that wizards in this era should have.
The world that Elwyn was familiar with should be a low-magic world. There were not that many exciting spells. However, the spell that Dumbledore was using was definitely a high-magic spell. It was like a spell that only appeared in novels.
Elwyn took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Harry was trembling beside him.
Dumbledore's body was also shaking, and his face was extremely pale. The magic just now had consumed too much of his strength, and he didn't seem to have much energy left!
Although Elwyn didn't know how the headmaster did it, he knew how heavy the burden of this level of magic was.
Not to mention such a powerful spell, every time Elwyn used magic beyond his limit before, he would faint.
He hurriedly swam over to support Dumbledore, and he clearly saw the green incantations flowing back to Dumbledore's right arm.
The incantations changed direction and swayed forward like tadpoles, densely packed together.
Soon, Dumbledore's right arm, which had returned to normal, was covered with these incantations again.
Elwyn carefully looked for a while, his mind full of doubts.
He was wondering what kind of spell this was, and what did these incantations represent?
In order to use the power of the double snake staff, how much did Dumbledore pay?
Also, wasn't the double snake staff still sealing the evil god below? Why could he use its power?
The stronger the power, the greater the price to pay. This was an unchanging truth.
Dumbledore was really weak now, and even his breathing was very weak.
But he didn't put down his right hand that was holding the wand. Following his finger down, Elwyn saw that there was still one tentacle left.
Its front end was curved towards the three of them. Even if it was only one, it still looked shocking.
Why did Dumbledore leave a tentacle, what was his plan?!
Now that they couldn't communicate underwater, Dumbledore didn't seem to have the strength to tell Elwyn and Harry what he was thinking.
He panted for a while with Elwyn's support, until Harry also came to support him.
Now, the magic rune had become very small, leaving only a small piece to control the remaining tentacle.
After resting for a while, Dumbledore regained some strength, but it was still very difficult. He seemed to be using all his energy to maintain the rune.
At his signal, Elwyn and Harry helped Dumbledore swim to the side of the tentacle.
The closer they got, the more they could see the horror of the tentacle. Its dark purple surface was covered with a layer of brown, carrion-like skin and sharp barbs.
Under the carrion-like skin, there was something dark green, probably the tendons, blood vessels, or toxins of the tentacle.
Harry only took a glance and turned his head away. He was wondering what Dumbledore was planning to do by leading them to the tentacle.
Elwyn noticed that Dumbledore gestured for them to climb onto the tentacle.
He hesitated for a moment, then helped Dumbledore sit on it. Using his wand, he turned it into a rope and firmly secured the three of them on it.
There were many strange mounts in the field of magic, but Elwyn was sure that the evil god's tentacle was definitely one of the rarest.
As soon as the three of them were secured, Dumbledore's wand drooped down, and the magic rune dissipated.
The tentacle didn't seem to notice the three of them on it. It seemed to be still immersed in the fear it had just experienced. It carried them through the pitch-black water and jumped down at an astonishing speed.
Elwyn watched as his guardian tried to keep up with him, but was still left far behind. Soon, he couldn't see any trace of it.
Endless darkness enveloped them again. It was like riding a roller coaster. Everything passed quickly. With the dim light at the end of the wand, Elwyn saw that their surroundings had returned to normal.
The tentacles that were wrapped in milky white liquid emotions appeared again. This time, there were far more of them than before, and they almost filled the entire space. As far as the eye could see, they were distributed very densely. The diameter of the tentacles had also increased by a lot, and they were more than ten times larger than before.
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